Ciro walked a little dazedly on the path back to the mountain.

Environment, Choice, Escape, Failure, Deity, Forgiveness, Sacrifice, Fate, Fun, Waiting......

A few words flowed through his mind, but nothing was left, as if only the forward instinct dominated his body.

Forward, forward, forward.

Until death.

"Ahh

"Classmates, classmates ......"

"He's ......"

"Who dares to ......"

"Be careful......

"Doctor, doctor......"

"I know ......"

The bright light shone on his cheek.

He slowly opened his eyes.

White ceilings.

What happened?

Bursts of annoying noises appeared in his ears, and he could make out that the noises were coming from different sources, most of which he was particularly familiar with.

Ciro turned his head sideways and looked in the direction where the noise was coming from, and a very familiar face came into his eyes.

Who is it?

The speed at which the brain thinks is uncomfortably slow.

Long blond messy hair, blue iris, luxurious clothes, black eye bags, and ugly tear stains.

"Mother. ”

The beautiful woman stretched out her hand to save Ciro's head, but as if remembering something, she carefully retracted her hand.

"My baby......" the woman choked and couldn't say anything.

A deep male voice sounded behind her:

"It's okay, take a good rest, don't think about anything now, no matter who does it, he can't leave Wharton alive. ”

The man is not very good at expressing his feelings, and he does not know how to show his anger and sadness other than assuring his children that the murderer will be tried.

Ciro's mind was still very confused:

"Hands-on, who did what?"

Hearing Ciro's words, the woman could no longer suppress her grief and cried directly.

The middle-aged man put his hand on his wife's shoulder and sat down in front of Ciro:

"I know you've always wanted to be a knight, and even if it looks like this, I'll find a way to make your wish come true......"

Ciro finally felt that sense of loss.

He turned his head to the right of his body.

His right arm was gone.

No wonder he always felt like something was missing.

Ciro comforted his parents and said:

"Even if I lose my right hand, I can still hold a sword......"

The mother cried louder.

The father asked expressionlessly:

"Can you remember who did it? ”

The Duke didn't want the killer to escape from Wharton, but he didn't want his children to be left behind.

It's hard not to leave a shadow just like this.

No matter how resolute a person is, after going through all this, it is impossible to face it calmly.

The wizard said that Ciro lost not only his hands, but irreversible damage to his whole body, including his heart, legs, and spine, and the destruction in his body maintained a fragile balance, if he just lived a normal life, it was fine, but if he broke out with violent limb movements, Ciro was likely to be permanently paralyzed.

It was possible not to move, and even if he did not fight, the Duke of Ebrun was in danger many times in his life, and if he could not exercise vigorously, he would have died long ago.

And neither the doctor nor the wizard can do anything about the damage to Ciro, except that there is a royal wizard who advertises that there is a chance to change Ciro's situation, but he will have a high probability of dying in the operation.

It's as if the man who did the work on Ciro knew how to make it impossible for anyone else to save him.

Ciro blinked.

He couldn't remember.

It wasn't that his brain went blank, it wasn't a memory loss, he could vaguely remember that there was a time when he was somewhere with someone, and then something happened and he ended up being like this.

But he couldn't remember exactly what it was, and he didn't have the direction to think, as if he had lost the ability to point out the truth, but it wasn't entirely so.

He couldn't see.

Like a blind man.

Ciro hesitated and said:

"I can't remember, he should have deleted my memory. ”

The Duke of Ebrun did not follow:

"The Knights and the wizards are investigating, he can't escape, if you think of anything, tell me right away. ”

Mrs. Ebrun wiped her tears:

"I will definitely find the best mages and wizards and let them heal your body. ”

Ciro asked:

"What's wrong with my body?"

Mrs. Aubron looked at her husband.

The Duke shook his head:

"Let's talk about this later, you have a good rest first, your mother will be here with you, I'll go find ......"

Ciro instinctively shouted:

"No!"

The duke looked at his son and waited patiently for his words.

Ciro was stunned.

Why did he say no.

Shouldn't my father go to him?

西罗 says:

"It's dangerous, the person who did it to me is probably countless times more dangerous than you think, he may not be ......

"Mortal. ”