Since that escape from the out-of-control Zimmerman, Caesar hasn't seen Nicole again. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoCaesar has always been very relieved about Nicole. He understands that Nicole has her own thoughts in her heart, and he trusts her judgment and choice.

However, tomorrow is the battle between him and Manstein, and he will have to see Nicole anyway.

Walking through the streets of Virgina, your mind unconsciously travels through the torrent of time, as if you have traveled back in time to a few months ago. It was the first time he came here, the first time he walked on the streets, and he felt a sense of ease that he had never felt before.

Whether his encounter with her was a beautiful accident or fate, the two met and knew each other and then fell in love, and everything seemed to fall into place, just like it once was.

He and she also walked the streets here hand in hand. Watch the sun shine quietly on the city walls, and watch the people around them live carefree.

Thinking about it, thoughts unconsciously welled up.

Caesar began to wonder if he had snubbed Nicole, was he still under the influence of the loss of his beloved, was he not ready, was he afraid of losing again?

Thinking about it, Caesar's steps gradually slowed.

He couldn't think clearly, he couldn't figure out, if it was in such a state, then should he go to see her now?

Thinking of the end, Caesar stopped.

Standing alone in the bustling streets of Virgina, surrounded by laughter and bright sunshine, all that is missing is someone who can hold his hand.

He raised his hand and looked at the dense lines in his palm, and looked at the calluses that had been sharpened between his fingers because of his years of holding the sword. It is such a hand, and some people are willing to hold it, and some people are willing to go down with him.

So what are you afraid of?

If you lose it, you have to get it back, and if you lose it, you have to make up for it, isn't everything that simple?

Maybe now, he doesn't have the courage to confess everything to her. But he believed that as time passed, one day, he would tell her the truth, the story that broke his heart. When the time comes, whether she chooses to forgive or choose to let go, he will respect her meaning.

Even if the love now is the deeper pain at that time, he will not regret it. He just wished he could love her more.

It hurts......

He is willing to leave the future of two people to fate, and he believes that everything will be arranged for the best.

Only now, he can't wait to meet her.

The slowed pace is no longer confused.

A smile rippled across the corner of his mouth.

With a slight tap on his toes, Caesar's figure disappeared in an instant like a swift bolt of lightning, and disappeared into the streets of Virgina in the blink of an eye.

The people around them looked back, they seemed to see something, as if a light was shining behind them, and in the blink of an eye, it disappeared again.

People rubbed their eyes, thinking that maybe they had been dazzled by the late opening of last night's banquet.

Walking on that familiar road, Caesar looked at the wilderness along the way, and looked at the excitement of the occasional breeze on the side of the road, and his mood improved little by little.

He wanted to see her, it was his first time, so he wanted to see her.

When the magnificent but somewhat lonely castle of the Flamel family appeared in Caesar's eyes, the longing in his heart deepened.

He couldn't wait to get to the gate and let the guards at the gate inform him of his arrival.

It didn't take long for an old but still radiant figure to slowly appear at the door.

"Grandpa Fred, where's Nicole? ”

Caesar immediately asked, when he saw the comer.

Between Fred's brows was a tiredness Caesar hadn't ever seen, and a lingering worry that never got rid of it.

"Young Master Caesar, you're here. ”

When Fred saw Caesar, he wanted to express some joy, but the last bit of joy was also washed away by worry.

"Nicole...... Is she okay?"

"Miss, she ......"

Fred stopped talking, and finally let out a long sigh:

"Well, you'd better go and see her for yourself. ”

The gate slowly opened, and Caesar hurried into the courtyard, following Fred towards the castle.

A kind of worry suddenly rolled in the bottom of my heart.

The two walked through the courtyard and into the castle, skirting the long corridor to a somewhat dimly lit walkway.

Fred led Caesar deeper into the hallway, the candles hanging on the walls flickering on either side, stretching the shadows of the two men long.

At the end of the walk, a tall figure stood there, never looking back.

Caesar walked over to the figure and found a sealed secret room in front of him.

"Master, Master Caesar has arrived. ”

Caesar looked at the closed stone door in front of him, as if to see through it, to see the figure he was missing.

Alva said lightly:

"Ever since you were in danger, Nicole has been locking herself in this meditation room, saying that she wants to practice well......"

Alva paused, so much that he didn't know what to say, he wasn't good at words. After hesitating for a while, he finally couldn't get the rest of his words out of his mouth.

He could only pat Caesar on the shoulder and turn away.

Ever since Nicole walked into the meditation room, Alva had barely left the place. And now, he has given Caesar the responsibility of guarding this place, and it must be said that it is a trust.

Alva felt that if he couldn't reassure Nicole, then Caesar he could.

Fred respectfully followed behind Alva and walked silently through the castle.

Suddenly, Alva stopped.

He didn't look back, but said quietly:

"My daughter, it's really grown up......"

I don't know if he said this to Fred or to himself.

It's just that from his words, you can hear a little bitterness.

The sound of footsteps resounded, echoing through the somewhat deserted castle.

Caesar froze in front of the stone door, and his ears still echoed what Alva had just said:

"Ever since you were in danger, Nicole has locked herself in this meditation room......"

"Said to be a good cultivator......"

"Cultivate ...... well"

It turned out that everything was because of himself......

Caesar's heart was sinking, and in the end, Nicole's disappearance turned out to be because of herself.

Little by little, he moved himself to the stone door, reaching out and caressing it lightly.

A chill rushed down his arm and into his heart, piercing his heart.

Is she okay?

He desperately wanted to know.

He no longer hesitated, and gently called out her name:

"Nicole ......"