Winter.

"Flando. ”

Standing downstairs in the dormitory, Edward stopped the girl who was in a hurry.

"Edward, you called me?"

"Well, I'd like to talk to you. Edward smiled casually, squinting his eyes, trying to make himself look more kind.

"Eh, you want to talk to me?" Hearing Edward's words, Flando's expression suddenly became complicated, "This, this...... Edward, although I admit that you are indeed very outstanding and attractive, even a girl as good as Emilia likes you, you, you are a good person, really, but I'm sorry, I have someone I like, I, we are not suitable for ......"

"I'm a good person, yes, but ...... Hey, what the hell are you talking about?" asked Edward, inexplicably.

"Huh, don't you want to ...... me Sorry, I—I seem to have misunderstood, hee-hee. Suddenly realizing that maybe she was being amorous, Flandor stuck out her tongue and smiled awkwardly.

"It's really ......"

"Edward, what the hell are you looking for me? George is still waiting for me over there. Flandor blinked, curiously asked.

"Well, I'd like to talk to you about George. ”

"He?" Flandall looked back curiously.

Not far away, George was standing beside a snowdrift, stepping on small steps to keep his feet from freezing.

Perhaps sensing Edward's presence, George, who was supposed to be traveling with Flando, did not come to disturb them, but stood politely and waited.

"George, that silly boy. Do you like him?" asked Edward straight to the point.

"......" Flandor looked at Edward silently, without speaking.

To Edward's surprise, when suddenly asked, Flandor was not half shy, let alone surprised, but showed a terrible calmness.

Any girl who is suddenly asked this kind of question, shyness is a matter of course, why is her face not red at all?

Sure enough, this guy is a traitor!

"Edward, why are you asking this?" asked Flandor coldly.

"I'm just ......"

Worst.

Edward complained to himself. He didn't want a showdown with Flandor too soon. Although this woman may be the culprit of the killing night, it is not a reason to deal with her right now.

Edward came to her today with other plans.

If our ordinary life is actually a farce composed of a series of misunderstandings and coincidences that go wrong, then as long as these misunderstandings and coincidences are all unraveled, maybe we can change our fate, right?

"Just, what?" asked Frando.

"Uh......" was reversed, and Edward was speechless.

"Hmph, I know it all!"

"What? you know everything?" Edward was taken aback.

Could it be that this guy is also from another world?

"Of course I know, hmph, he asked you to ask, right?" Flandor shook his head regretfully, his disappointment overflowing, "Hey, I know he's introverted, but I didn't expect him to even dare to say this kind of thing to me in person, and ask you to ask." He's so useless!"

"Uh...... You are mistaken. "Edward the Great Khan.

It turned out that he was thinking too much.

As far as Flandor was concerned, the reason why Edward, who had never had a close relationship with him, suddenly asked such a strange question was probably the idea of George's guy.

George didn't dare to ask in person, because he had the heart of a thief but not the courage of a thief, so he had to ask Edward to come and find out...... What a coward.

"Hmph, I'm right!" Flandor pouted, full of anger.

"No, no, no, you're mistaken. He didn't ask me to do anything, I was just curious, Flando, do you have a crush on him? I need your answer. Edward asked seriously

"Not him? Alright then......" The disappointment was fleeting, and Flandor turned to joy.

It wasn't George's idea, that is, that stupid boy wasn't cowardly enough to that extent.

"What is your answer, Flando?"

"George, stupid, very gentle with everyone, how can I hate him......? Hey, Edward, why are you asking this, don't you know it's rude?" Flandall suddenly realized something, and asked with a hint of it.

Since it wasn't George who asked him, then Flandor was not obligated to answer him.

"Loki. Edward said a name faintly, "Your father, King Loki." He sent you to the Holy Empire, and it was his order to join Hogg House. ”

"......" Flandor was silent.

"What, am I wrong?"

"Y-How do you know?" asked Flando, alarmed.

She thought Edward had just come to talk to her, but when Edward said her father's name, she knew that the conversation was not just an indifferent chat.

"Hehe, of course I know, I know a lot more than you think. Shrugged his shoulders disappreciatively, Edward took small steps to keep his feet from freezing, "I know what you're here for, and I know your reasons. ”

"Why?" Frando's mind spun quickly, and Flando asked with a wistful look, "You want to threaten me?"

"No, no, no, you're mistaken again. I just want to help you, and I don't mean it, and besides, I'm not going to tell anyone about you, I just want an answer. ”

"Answer?"

"That's right. Answer me, Flando, do you like George? Yes or no. ”

At this moment, Edward was far from as calm as he seemed.

If Flando's answer was no, or if she refused, it would be a devastating blow to Edward.

That meant that the 20,000-year-long cycle of reincarnation and hard work had all gone down the drain, and Edward had to fall into the cycle again and pray for the next 1 in 20,000 miracle.

"Hmph......" After hesitating for a moment, Frando shook her lips and finally gave her answer, "If I had to choose a man as a partner, I would prefer a gentle and considerate man like George to the useless megalomaniac of Alsace." ”

"That is to say......"

"I've made it very clear, Edward, don't try to threaten me, as the princess of the Duchy of Valentia, I don't accept any threats!"

"Hehe, okay, I see. ”

If she had to choose a man, would she prefer George to Arthas?

Excellent answer.

Flandor came to Hoag House to find a prince and marry him. In another world, she failed, but this time, she could.

The two are in love, and now, the only thing that can stop them is a thin layer of window paper.

Edward was not stingy in helping them.

"Pervert, what are you laughing at?" said Flando, angry.

"Flando, aren't you curious, why does George have the same golden hair as the imperial family?"

"Edward, do you mean that rumor? No, you are mistaken, George is not the king's illegitimate son. The reason why his hair is golden is because he had an illness when he was a child and took the wrong medicine, so his hair is ......"

"Do you really think so?"

"Of course, there is a gray impurity in his hair, which is not as dazzling as that of a person who really has royal blood, although it is all gold, and he looks like a hillbilly. How can it be a prince?"

Despite the prickly words, Edward sensed Flando's unwillingness.

If George had been a prince, I would have no more trouble trying to please Arthas, her eyes were said to Edward.

"Hehe, his hair is not pure, doesn't that just mean that he is the real prince?" said Edward with a grin.

"What did you say?"

"Because, he's only half of the royal blood. ”

George's father was a king, but his mother was an ordinary servant. To put it mildly, George is the so-called Kind, he is half royal and half is not.

It is precisely because of the existence of the other half that his golden hair looks gray and yellow, far from the real thing, and it is ugly.

But on second thought, doesn't this just prove that legend? How could an illegitimate child with half a bloodline have pure golden hair?

George, the real prince!

"But, Alsace......," Flandor froze, a little faltering, and an indescribable light flashed in her eyes.

"Alsace was young, almost as old as George, so he didn't know what had happened in the past, and he didn't know his father's secrets, and it was natural for him to look down on him. If you don't believe me, ask Lance. As the eldest brother, he must be happy to share with you the story of his missing brother. ”

“......”

Hearing this, Frando fell into deep thought.

Edward's words are true or false, and Flandor only needs to find Lance and ask for the truth. And for Flando, even if she doesn't ask, she already has the answer in her heart.

"Edward, why are you telling me this?"

"Your country does not want the prophesied catastrophe to befall you, and I do not want to see that either. At this point, we agreed, so, I want to help you. ”

"Thank you......" Flandor thanked in disbelief.

If what Edward said was true, then he had done himself a great favor.

"Oh, I almost forgot to say it. As he was leaving, Edward's voice entered Flando's ears, "Flando, stop being stupid this time. Otherwise, I would have killed you to avenge her. ”

"Huh?" a cool air suddenly rose from Flando's back

He knew, he knew everything.1

He knew very well that if he failed to fall in love with Arthas and marry the prince of the Holy Empire, he would use the last method to save his people.

He knew what he was thinking, what he was going to do, he knew it all.

But...... Why? Could it be that he is an all-knowing God?

"Hey, Flando, it's time for us to go, or we're going to be late. Sensing Edward's departure, George hurriedly ran over and said anxiously.

"Oh, oh! I'm coming. ”

Looking in the direction of Edward's disappearance, Flandor was stunned.

In this world, there doesn't seem to be a person named *Dehua, and no one has spoken to her just now.

"George, a pervert just came looking for me, did you see him?"

"Perverted? Where is the pervert? It's just the two of us. George scratched his head and asked inexplicably.

"Maybe I'm mistaken......"

Flandor rubbed her eyes and muttered to herself.

"Strange...... Who was that person just now?"

Winter's Song, the end.