"The government asked me to come forward to solve the matter of the Diddama Cult."

"Don't go." Fett took a glass of champagne from the bartender and sipped slowly, "If you use your magic again, you'll be a waste." ”

Tara didn't take the champagne that Fett had brought, she shook her head and said with a smile, "I don't drink. I've said yes. ”

Fett turned around and said word by word, "If you die, I will take Yaris with you to bury you, I will say nothing." Sister, drink this glass of wine. ”

"I haven't drunk yet." Tara paused, and in the dim light, slowly moved the still bubbling yellow wine from the table, and sipped the wall of the glass with her lips, and the glass tilted slightly. She suddenly widened her eyes, as if she had choked, and quickly took the cup down and stuck out her tongue at Fett: "It's not delicious." ”

"Oh." Fett took the glass from her hand and drank it down, "You said you would protect me." ”

"Of course I'll protect you." Tara raised an eyebrow and raised her slender little hand, "Have a glass of juice, whatever juice you want." ”

"Heh, except for 'wheat juice.'" Fett lifted his glass feebly, "I've never loved the world, especially this tattered Yaris. Since childhood, the two of us have left that bastard in wine glasses here. I really regret that I didn't pull you out of this troubled water, and you wouldn't be what you are now. ”

Tara drank a drink made from fruit juice and syrup: "I ...... That's my value, my mission. ”

"Who told you that your value is burned and trampled on?" Fett snapped his fingers, and a cluster of flames sprang out from his hand, but quickly extinguished between his hands, "You are like a match that is about to burn out, and the end of the match is to be discarded." ”

"Your rhetoric is good." Tara smiled happily, as if those headaches had never happened to her. The word "headache" doesn't seem to describe some of the things that have happened to her in recent years, and to make an appropriate metaphor, it would be a nightmare, a pure nightmare," the stars guided me. ”

"You want to be like that man......" Fett gritted his teeth, and the glass in his hand creaked, "just dying like this?" ”

"This is my fate."

"I don't believe it." Fett drank the liquor down, "Bring the wine!" Ask for the best wine here! ”

"Okay, young master." The bartender bowed slightly, took the bottle of wine in the center of the bar, and uncorked it, and the small bar was suddenly filled with a rich fruity aroma. Another glass of clear wine, held in front of Fett.

Fett's cheeks were crimson, and he raised his glass vigorously, and it seemed that it contained not liquor, but shiny gold coins. With each sip, the gold coins in their stomachs were in the thousands, and if it weren't for the fact that this bar belonged to Blackstar, the bartender wouldn't have opened this extremely precious bottle of wine for them.

"I remember, you don't drink well." Tara covered her mouth, her eyebrows were gentle, and her smile was full, "The wine is even worse." ”

"You've changed." Fett suddenly held out his index finger and pointed directly at the bridge of Tara's nose, "You're not the Tara you used to be. Previous Tara ...... It's my sister...... And now ......"

"Current?"

"You're getting timid, you're starting to get timid...... But in some things, he is damn responsible...... Damn it! You've become stupid! Stupidity! Stupid! Fett slammed the bar, and there seemed to be a pool of bitterness lurking deep in his throat.

"Don't vomit here, stinky!" Tara was scared, but she was actually making fun of her own brother.

"You were previously called the 'Daughter of the Stars'. The man....... Hmph, 'Father'! They all say that you are a copy of your father, and you have inherited your father's power. Fett sullenly shook his half-full glass, "When did they ask you if you would like to carry on your father's business!" ”

"I do."

"You're just forced to want to!"

Tara's eyes were complicated, she sighed again, and said slowly, "This is my value." ”

"Value...... What are you worth! What am I worth in your eyes! What kind of value are you in my mind! Have you considered me? Did You Know...... How worried I am! ”

"I know, don't-"

"—I tell you, whether it's the chief mage or the 'daughter of the stars', you're just my sister to me!"

"But I ......"

"Are you going to follow these stupid stars and leave as stupidly as your father!"

"No, no......" Tara knew of course that Fett remembered the night his father died. So calm, so calm, my father quietly accepted his death, silently accepted the guidance of the stars, and did not even disobey at all.

"So what the hell are you going to do! You're going to fall off the board! ”

"It's my fate, Fett." Tara said calmly, "I may understand my father. ”

"That's a curse...... That's a curse! I said, that's a curse! What the hell are you doing? Why can't I understand what you're doing, no matter what I do? Why are you so kind? Why do you work so tirelessly to do one drudgery after another for everyone, while those bastards who eat people and don't spit out bones take your merits for themselves again and again! Whether it's honor, wealth, or life, they are moving away from you little by little, and the value of what you do is ...... Value! What's the point! ”

"I don't know, Fett, I really don't!" Tara suddenly covered her face, she tore her cheeks with her nails hard, as if she was enduring something, "How long are you going to push me like this!" She grabbed the unfinished drink and slammed it on the ground, spilling it all over the ground, and the glass fragments slowly scattered from the ground, like dying stars in the light.

"I've never persecuted you...... Never have I ever! Fett was stunned for a moment, and two tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, "In this world, the only person who loves you the most is me!" The person who cares about you the most is me! Others ......"

"I ...... I'm sorry. Tara ruffled her hair, "It's all my fault, but it's my responsibility." I still have a promise...... I'm really, sorry for you, Fett, but I have a promise that I have to fulfill. ”

"With whom do you agree...... And whom! ”

"Ewini."

"The dead man! Ha! Make a pact with the dead! My dear sister has a pact with the dead! Hahahahaha! How many years has he been dead, or is there really a ghost in this world! Fett tugged at the obsidian ring on his finger and exclaimed, "Bring the wine!" ”

"You can't drink any more, Fett." Tara sighed, her face was full of cracks, "I know, I'm not a good sister, and I'm very vain and arrogant. But I don't know what to do...... I don't know what the hell to do to save myself! ”

"What the hell are you thinking!"

"I can't find ...... I can't find a ...... other than that agreement What's the point of being alive in this world! ”

"Isn't the responsibility you think about all day long? The president of the Star Society, thousands of Star Towers in Yaris are at your disposal! Why can't you find it! ”

"You know." Tara bit her lower lip and her voice was trembling, "I'm the daughter of the stars!" ”

"Damn, damn it, damn it, fuck the daughter of the stars! He! Mother! Target! Star! What bullshit stars! Fett nervously poured down the glass of wine, "Uh-huh, uh-huh......" The next moment, his stomach churned up and down, and sour vomit spurted out of his mouth.

"Sure enough......" Tara wiped away her tears with her fingers as she got up from her seat, unable to get up for a moment, "I have to go." Sorry, Fett. ”

"No...... You can't...... Vomit...... Walk! ”

Tara walked to the door of the bar in fear, she stared at Fett's embarrassed appearance, not knowing what to say, and for a while, she had to spit out the words: "I'm sorry." ”

"I'm sorry...... What's the use......." Before Fett could finish speaking, his eyes went dark, his consciousness sank, and he could no longer see or hear anything. Tara cautiously walked out the door and came to the surface of the [Star City]. It was the first half of the night, and the stars provided a beautiful light to the earth.

Every month, Tara still comes to Philabi to preside over the Starfall ceremony, and her magic level has visibly decreased. She is now said to be a five-pattern warlock, and her magic level has quietly fallen to the level of four magic patterns. Every time she used magic now, it was a radical destruction of her body, and she used a little less.

She asked herself repeatedly, do you regret it? Constantly losing, painful? Will everything be in the past, despair?

"I don't know." Tara muttered.

That's her answer. She didn't know when she was lost in the entanglement between the stars and fate. She didn't want to believe it, but she couldn't help it. She didn't want to do it, but she couldn't help it. She didn't want to die...... But under the guidance of the stars...... Her fate, she witnessed her own misery. And the bright moon, the huge, like the bright moon of the jade plate. She was so scared and helpless, but she couldn't explain her personal experience to her.

Tara is a miserable person, she has fallen into the mud and can no longer pull it out. But in the end, she still couldn't lose the detachment and nobility in her heart, even if her body could no longer bear this detachment and nobility. She was the daughter of the stars, and she used all her strength to touch the soles of the unreachable gods in the sky. She was intoxicated by her transcendence, but deep down she also deeply agreed that it was only a false weakness.

Maybe the Didama in everyone's hearts really exists...... She also didn't know what was supporting her at the moment.

She had a pact with Awini, a pact that had to be fulfilled. She must keep Marshall safe, and at the same time, she must hold on to her position in the Star Society. However, her position as the chief patriarch of the Star Society had unknowingly crumbled.

She knew that her brother would help her, but she didn't think it was a very honorable thing to be helped by a brother who was less magical than herself.

But Tara seems to have forgotten something. It seems that it is this detachment and nobility in her heart that is the source of her arrogance and her tragic fate. In the end, she still didn't know that retreating was also a kind of advancement, but instead walking towards a more catastrophic situation.

It's time to return to the Vatican. Marshall's time at the Academy of Magic was not a happy one, but Tara knew that it was not a bad day. As long as she is still around, Yaris will still be peaceful and peaceful, and will not make any waves.