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Walking by the river, Arcanis complained, "The magic of this manor must be in disrepair and can't stop the winter outside." Let's go, let's go back. ”

"In a few days, my dear little nephew will send the most elite troops of the empire to kill. ”

"In a few days, my dear cousin will come tomorrow, a virtuous man, and a pure-bred elf. More importantly, he is your leader. Ho, a perfect savior. Arcanis blew on the bangs on his forehead, "Everything was perfect except that he had brought a big birdcage to put me in." Why don't you Phians come to him, a pure-bred elf, and beg him to save a wretched bunch. ”

"You have half elven blood in you, but it doesn't matter. The enthusiastic smile on Karina's face vanished and was replaced by seriousness, "You are the one who was prophesied, and I believe you have the power to destroy that terrible plan." ”

"Don't say any bullshit prophecy". Arcanis frowned and waved her hand, if the prophecy itself came to her, she would tear it apart, "Isn't Elena dead?"

"Elena?"

Karina let out a puzzled voice. But Arcanis didn't have the idea of explaining, and they walked down the path back to the house. An old maid dressed in black was waiting for them at the door. She was meticulously dressed, with neat white hair, not a single hair offside, and when she saw the two of them bent over, she made a very standard salute, and said in textbook-like standard Elven language: "Hello distinguished young ladies." Just now the owner went outside to pick flowers and came back. ”

Her new owner is Elena.

"I hope my friend will come out of the shadow of your little nightingale soon. The one-armed girl tilted her head and Karina said.

"Love too deeply, and it's not far from madness. ”

They changed their shoes and walked into the warm living room. A small fire was burning in the fireplace, and Elena sat on a soft bench, and the pear blossom wood coffee table in front of her was filled with colorful flowers. She weaves wreaths and laughs happily from time to time.

"Elena, it feels okay. Arcanis stepped forward and tapped her on the shoulder.

"Summer, summer is here. Elena didn't look back, "I'm going to weave the last and most beautiful wreath for him." ”

She stood up. Elena somehow changed into a clean white robe, with a circle of small flowers in her long brown hair, and a circle of hairflies and daisies around her waist. She turned, a pair of lake-blue eyes staring at Arcanis. The eyes are resentful and pitiful, and the deep eyes reveal endless sorrow.

Those blue eyes once again coincided with the eyes of the girl who died tragically in the dream. Arcanis couldn't help but take a step back, and Elena smiled and handed her the wreath in her hand, "This is fennel for you." ”

Arcanis took the wreath made of fennel. Elena picked up a bouquet of rue on the coffee table and held it in her hand. "This is a rue for me. ”

Arcarnes, unsure of what it meant, turned her head and shrugged at Karina. The latter tilted his head and whispered in her pointed ear, "Fennel symbolizes deception, rue symbolizes sorrow and remorse." ”

"Damn Christina. The one-armed girl whispered, holding Elena's wrist with her remaining right hand, "Elena, believe in me, tomorrow will be better." ”

Elena smiled, her sad blue eyes still staring at her.

Arcanis smiled awkwardly and said to the old maid standing beside her, "Tell Miss Lorna that I'm sleeping here tonight." ”

"It's getting late. Karina smiled enthusiastically again, her full red lips full of charm, "A, you can't bear to watch me go back alone as a weak woman, can you spend the night?"

"Lorna is very good at fighting, but if you are happy. ”

So the old maid arranged three rooms. But Arcanis couldn't let go of Elena and insisted on sleeping in the same room with Elena. So, the one-armed girl slept in the same bedroom with Elena. Elena didn't say a word the whole time, but when it was time to go to bed, she saw Arcanis sitting on the couch in bed. There was a bit of rejection in his resentful eyes. pander to

Arcanis then made a bed on the carpet and slept on the floor. There was no grace in the future of a countess.

Head rests on a soft pillow. Arcanis closed his eyes, but he couldn't sleep. Little Ramon's resentful cries echoed in her ears, her heart filled with anxiety about tomorrow, and self-doubt tormented her. Will she be able to accomplish her plan for tomorrow? Revenge and save people by the way? Thinking of this, she tugged at the ring on her little finger, and unsurprisingly, the ring did not move at all. If she fails, Ladovid will definitely hand it over to the mad elf, and let her eat, bathe, and excrete in a cage like a golden bird for the rest of her life. Just imagining it made her sick.

Only revenge. How many of the 100,000 men were Ramon's father and son? They traveled through coercion and deception across half the empire, only to be disposed of as bad seeds.

But she didn't have much hope of revenge. If you fail, the end will be worse than death. If it were Alina before, she would definitely not hesitate to take revenge and save together. Because in the past, she really thought that she was a hero and could do great deeds that ordinary people could hardly imagine. But now, she only feels that she was a hero in the past, an outright lie.

The dilemma wears Arcanese out of her mind, and she falls into a dreamless sleep, sleeping soundly.

Outside the window, the double moon rose, and the red moon was like a bloody light through the window.

Elena slowly opened her eyes. The red moonlight fell on her long eyelashes, and her blue eyes like a lake reflected the red moon outside the window. She got out of bed, walked very lightly, stepped over the white-haired girl who was sleeping soundly, and walked to the door. She softly sang "Girl, girl, he's dead, never to come back" and gently pushed the door open.

"Death will find everyone. ”

Arcanis sang the dream talk.

Elena walked out of the big house. No one noticed her, and tonight was a full moon and cloudless night. There was not a single bit of darkness and the gardens in the manor were exceptionally beautiful. Elena bent down and picked up the flowers, made a few garlands, and sang as she went.

"His head was covered with green grass, and his feet were covered with moss. The body is as white as snow, and the flowers are as red as rain...."

Next to the stream, a willow grows obliquely, its gray branches and leaves reflected in the mirror-like flow of water. She walked there and climbed a hanging branch.

"There are teardrops on the flowers, and the best man's grave goes..."

Elena stretched out her hand to hang her flower crown on it. At that moment, a malicious branch broke, and she fell into the whimpering river with her flowers. Her clothes spread out in all directions, causing her to float on the water like a mermaid for a while. She sang an old ballad intermittently, as if she didn't feel the danger of her situation, as if she had been born in the water.

"Valentine's Day is tomorrow, I'm going to get up early in the morning, freshen up and go to your window, to be your lover. He got out of bed and put on his clothes, and he opened the door of the room, and she went in as a woman, and came out as a woman. ”

The water soaked her garment in a moment, and the poor man had just finished singing the old song when he sank straight into the cold mud.

A cold wind blew in through the wide open door, waking up Arcanis. She snapped open her eyes and saw the door wide open. Arcanis immediately got up, and without even having time to put on his shoes, ran out, and in the garden in the light of the red moonlight, shouted: "Elena, Elena, Elena!"

No one responded to her. There was only the whimper of the flowing stream. She seemed to think of something, ran to the creek, and saw a wreath swirling on the whirlpool of the stream. Arcanis fell to his knees by the river weakly, his hands propped on the ground. After a while, Kazkaz suddenly said, "Fate." ”

"Shut up!"

She slammed her fingers into the turf, tears falling on the blades of grass.

"A, what's wrong?"

I don't know how long later, Karina's voice came from behind her. Arcarnes stood up sharply, her eyes red, and her right hand gripped Karina's shoulder, who looked at her suspiciously, the one-armed maiden with her mouth pressed to her ear.

"Under the third tree, opposite the balcony of Elena's house, there are some recording crystals. Arcanis's voice was mysterious, "I want you to send them to the Council of Twelve, except for Ladovid." And tell them that if they want to get more record crystals that they thought were damaged in the fire, they will get the forest of Ladovide at seven o'clock tomorrow night, before the magic giant tree. ”

"Miss Alina. Karina also whispered, "You're a hundred times crazier than me." ”

"It's up to you to do it or not. "If you want to save 100,000 people." ”

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