"I'm going back. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

On the side of Alfred's final mountain, Artelas, dressed in a crisp white shirt, looked at the withered grass beneath his feet, and the scar on his pale face was particularly glaring against the snow-white collar. He finally said this sentence with difficulty, as if he was suddenly much more relaxed, he smiled without looking back, and quickly said: "I used to like to hear your voice and wanted you to talk to me, but today, just let me talk, okay?"

The girl standing behind him, looking at his back, really didn't mean to speak again.

Artelas's expression gradually became indifferent, looking in front of him, looking at his feet, he was completely resolute.

"I'm likely to die this time, and I'll probably never see you alive again, but I still have to. ”

"I admit that the first few days were the darkness I had never experienced in my life, and you know, how can it be easy, how can it not be hopeless, but the question is whether despair and fear work? No, not only is it useless, but whenever I think of my enemies laughing at my despair and fear, I dare not fear or despair, they are all looking at me: the living, waiting for me to get back up, waiting for me to go to hell, or schadenfreude, and the dead, some are laughing at me, some are looking at me expectantly, especially the old lion who is dead, if I despair and fear, even in hell, he will die. ”

There was a cold wind blowing through the mountainside, not cold, but every word of Arthras exuded a biting coldness in the cold wind.

"Speaking of the old lion, when he was alive, I always thought that I had grown up, that I could decide everything about Sauron, and that I didn't even feel that I needed him at all, so I confronted him, ignored him, and only pursued what I wanted with his extraordinarily rare patience and tolerance, but now, when he was dead, I felt that I had not grown up, and that my shoulders were not enough to bear all that Sauron. ”

Yes, what's even funnier is that I have been thinking about the old lion for the past few days, when he was still alive, the forgiveness he gave me, everything he gave me, and I can say unceremoniously that he died, taking away not only my most reliable spiritual support, but even my last sense of security...... Especially every dark night, when I see the insolent laughing faces of my enemies, this feeling grows stronger. ”

But he really died, and the proudest lion died at the bite of a dog. ”

"I want to bring him back to life, to tell him that I will listen to him and never go against him again, I want to bring him back to life, to tell him that I will give up my so-called knightly faith, that I will try to be a qualified and satisfactory heir to Sauron as he asks, that I will promise him that I will never pursue the stupid and inexplicable so-called love of his mouth again, and that I will give up all the good things that I once wanted so much. ”

"But he will never come back to life. ”

"Elizabeth, do you know, I used to really like you very much, when I was a child, when I met you for the first time, and accidentally stepped on your little dress, I swore that you would be Arthras's wife in the future, and I would exchange the greatest happiness in this world for the most perfect you in this world, in my heart, I firmly believe that I finally met you in this dirty world, and how can I let you leave...... For your sake, I can make the proud and stubborn old lion give up his plans against Alfred again and again, for you, I can sacrifice all the rest time of the tired old lion so that he can change his decision-making, for you, I am even willing to threaten him as his first heir to the throne, and ask him to give me the Knights to protect you, and for you, I was willing to sacrifice everything I have, including my life, to defend you. ”

"But it's all in the past. ”

"Sometimes I can't help but wonder if the old lion was trying to punish me for being so inexplicably bitten to death by a dog. ”

"It must be, he must be punishing me in the cruelest way in the world. ”

......

"I would love to say to him, father, that I am sorry for my unrealistic and ridiculous dreams. ”

"But I never had a chance to say sorry to him again. ”

......

Artelas, who had already burst into tears, did not wipe the tears from his face, and said, "Elizabeth, I will never leave again if I leave this time." ”

He looked at the button in his hand in a daze, then let go and let it slip.

He watched as the buttons fell on the grass and disappeared into the dry grass, and murmured, "Farewell, my love." ”

And then he still didn't look back, still didn't give the girl behind him a chance to speak.

"If there's a chance to live to see you, let's hope we won't be enemies...... Otherwise, I would have forgotten that you are my favorite Elizabeth. ”

At last.

He stood silent for a long, long time, and then finally walked towards the foot of the mountain without hesitation.

The girl, who had not said a word from beginning to end, quietly picked up the rusty button on the ground and held it tightly in the palm of her hand.

She looked at the desolate and lonely back that was getting farther and farther away, and even though she bit her lip tightly, she still couldn't control the tears from falling.

It's not because she knows that he left this time, so she will never leave again, it's just distressed.

......

At the foot of the mountain, the knights with injuries were ready, and the coming Dimit also led the war horse to him, Arthras took the reins, but did not take the silver armor in Dimmit's other hand, he stared at the armor for a long time, and said expressionlessly, I am not a knight, lose it.

He stepped onto his horse and turned his head to look at the thin figure on the final mountain, he knew that the former Arthras was dead, and all his weakness and all his childishness had died in Alfred's final mountain.

He turned to look at the knights behind him who were still following him loyally, his handsome and perfect face was still touching despite the flaws.

He said, "Knights, let's go home." ”

......

Not far away, on the platform of Alfred's castle, Augustus, who watched Arthras leave, had a complicated expression.

Extremely paranoid people are often extremely powerful in their spiritual world, and when this power is stimulated or shaken, it will eventually either destroy themselves or destroy everything.

Augustus was willing to believe that the young Marquis of Sauron would inevitably go the last way.

He never spoke, but standing behind his wheelchair, His Royal Highness Sophia, who had become more and more familiar with him and hated him more and more, suddenly spoke, Sophia did not hide her mockery, and said: "Just watching Sauron's heir leave?Augustus, this is not like your devil's usual style, you should know that if Arthras recaptures his Sauron, then the future Sauron family must be the biggest stumbling block on your way, do you want to see Sauron become the king of the wasteland?" Aren't you the most deserving of this danger to be nihilated in the cradle?"

"If I have the chance, I will definitely consider your suggestion. Augustus didn't look back, and said calmly: "But I can't think of a reason not to let Artelas leave, isn't it good to plant this seed of hatred for Francis and Stuart? ”

Sophia pouted cutely, knowing that the devil was certainly not because Arthras had helped Alfred, and she muttered, "Aren't you worried that the stone you want to use will be crushed soon?" ”

Augustus looked in the direction in which Arthras and his knights had disappeared, and suddenly sighed: "Hatred is often more than love that makes human beings evolve tirelessly. ”