Chapter Seventy-Eight: Not Only Him, But Her Story Was Wrong
Bang!
There was a deafening bang.
To everyone's surprise, the last fireworks of the fireworks display rose into the sky.
It is said that if you confess to your favorite person when the last brilliant fireworks of the fireworks festival are in full swing, you will be successful.
Legends, is it true?
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Hoag House.
"Flando!" George shouted to Flandor as he ran.
"What?"
Hearing George's shout, Frando reluctantly stopped, staring at George with tears in her eyes.
"That...... It's okay, you, don't you matter?" Being stared at by Flando, George was speechless for a while.
"You, have you seen it all?"
"See...... No, no, no, I didn't see it! I didn't see anything!"
"Did you see it or didn't you see it?"
"I saw ......"
ā......ā
"No, no, don't get me wrong, IāI'm not here to laugh at you, IāI just want to comfort you. George said speechlessly, "That...... It's not a shame to like a prince, a lot of girls like him, you, you don't have to feel inferior. Besides, that Arthas guy is a bastard at all, and you don't have to feel sorry for him. ā
"What are you talking about?" Flandall twitched her nose and looked at George with a confused expression.
"Well, no, nothing. ā
"Poof......
Seeing George's silly appearance, Frando burst into tears and laughed, covering her mouth lightly, and snickering happily.
"Y-you're laughing at me?" asked George, frowning.
"No~~"
"You have!"
"Poof, you're stupid...... No is nothing. ā
"Why are you scolding me? Really, I was kind enough to comfort you, and you laughed at me. George said aggrievedly.
"Comfort me?"
Bang!
There was a deafening bang.
To everyone's surprise, the last fireworks of the fireworks display rose into the sky.
"George?"
"W-What?"
"Aren't you trying to comfort me?"
"Huh?"
"Then tell me a joke. Flandor looked at the huge firework and said in a daze.
"But I won't......"
"Tell me a joke!" Flandall accentuated.
"Okay......"
Snowflakes fall from the sky.
George wasn't lying, his jokes were as cold and uninteresting as snowflakes in the air, but, unexpectedly, his only audience seemed to be in high spirits, and couldn't help but smile happily.
It was a beautiful smile that could move even the ice for thousands of years.
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"Arthas, has he forgiven you?"
"Nope. Emilia shook her head in denial.
"Huh?"
"So, what you said, does it still count?" asked Amilia.
"What?"
"You said you were going to protect me......"
Bang!
There was a deafening bang.
To everyone's surprise, the last fireworks of the fireworks display rose into the sky.
"Well, I said that I would keep my word, no matter what it takes. ā
"Thank you. ā
"Hehe, you're welcome. ā
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"Hehe, you're still the same. Obviously he has lived for hundreds of years, but he is still so childish. ā
"Hmph, don't worry about it!"
ā...... Angelina?"
"What for?"
"How are you doing with me in the past seven years?" asked Kane.
ā......ā
"Hmm. If ......"
Bang!
There was a deafening bang.
The last fireworks of the fireworks display rose into the sky.
"If you're doing well, don't go back, how about staying here and running Hoag House with me?" Kane asked.
Actually, you just want to keep me, a teacher who doesn't want to be paid, right? You dead old man, you dare to squeeze the wages of child laborers, I want to fight with you!"
"Hehe, child labor? Is a monster like you, who has lived for hundreds of years, still a child laborer? You old monster!"
"You, what do you say about me? old monster? Dead old man, I, I'm just a little girl, so I'm not an old monster!"
"Haha, girl, you said it yourself. Girl. ā
"Hmm...... People, people are not little girls!Ahhh
The wreckage of fireworks was everywhere.
Anyway, the last fireworks are gone, so what do you care?
The old and the young were making a mess on the field in a bad way, even if the snowflakes fell on their shoulders.
The school festival after the autumn is over.
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The grander the festival, the more it will make people feel lost after that.
When that dazzling fireworks rushed into the sky,People understand,School festival,It's gone from them.ć
Emptiness, loneliness...... With the icy cold wind and the silvery white snow flakes falling from the sky, people desperately need to find a warm harbor to comfort their fragile souls.
That harbor can be a roaring campfire, or it can be a solid and reliable embrace of the other party.
"Well, I'll protect you. ā
As usual, when the man says this kind of ambiguous line, immediately after, a scene that is inappropriate for children will be staged.
Edward smiled softly at Amilia, who looked at him affectionately, closed his eyes in tacit understanding, and pursed his lips slightly, waiting for him to attack.
Speaking sweet words in his mouth, Edward kissed Emilia's cool lips mercilessly, and even stretched out his tongue, probing into the warm place, sticking to the sticky elixir, completely filling Emilia's mouth, wantonly violating all her sensitivity and delicateness.
The script, which was supposed to be written, was written like this. It's a pity......
"Amilia!"
A swishing female voice interrupted Edward's delusions.
Reluctantly turning his head, Edward saw a gritted girl with an angry face. She has two long ponytails, and her brown and yellow hair naturally hangs down from side to side, adding a bit of playfulness to her already cute appearance.
"Amilia, it's really you!" she clenched her lip and clenched her hands into fists, trembling with rage.
"Huh?" Emilia hurriedly pushed Edward away, like a little couple who had been caught stealing joy, and lowered her head weakly.
"Hmph, I've finally found you!
"Sasha, is it, you, why are you here?" Emilia was taken aback.
Who is this woman? Is Emilia an acquaintance?
In the eyes of them looking at each other, in addition to surprise and anger, there is also a special emotion that is not easy to detect.
That kind of look Edward had never seen in Emilia's body.
"This should be my line, right?" the girlish screamer who was called Sasha shivered, like a fried kitten, trying to teach the other party a lesson with her claws.
"Why are you here?" she asked rhetorically.
"I ......" Emilia was speechless.
She looked helplessly at Edward beside her, as if she wanted to ask for help, but after she got an equally helpless look, she didn't count on the guy anymore.
"Say, say, tell me!" the girl clenched her fists and stomped her foot hard with each word.
Should it be said to be anger?
No, Edward felt that in her hideous look, there was a thought that could not be easily overlooked......
Bean-sized tears dripped from the girl's eyes, and they fell to the earth in unison, melting the shallow layers of snow and leaching out circles of transparent traces.
"......" Emilia was silent.
"Aren't the Wings of Guilt missing?Didn't you die in the Everfree Forest with that idiot from Audrey! Not even the Pure White Blade had found any news of you, but...... But...... But why are you here, why?" the girl roared.
The fireworks have ended, and the noisy playground is not noisy, and the girl's miserable wail makes people feel heartache.
"I'm not dead," Emilia replied, .......
"Huh, you're not dead, yes, of course you're not!" Sasha suddenly ran towards Emilia.
Raise your hand, fall.
Syllable!
A resounding slap in the face.
"Why aren't you dead? Why do you want me to see you!"
Sasha grabbed Emilia by the collar and dangled it vigorously.
ā......ā
"You say, you bastard, I'm going to die, you!"
Reciting a vicious curse in her mouth, the girl raised her right hand again and held it high.
Syllable!
Another slap in the face.
Edward was completely stupefied.
The brave man who is not afraid of heaven and earth has just been slapped twice in a row, and he has no resistance, and he is completely laissez-faire to the girl's brutal tearing.
With her fighting instincts, it was easy to dodge those two slaps.
In other words, the idiot brave man who relied on his physical instinct, in front of that girl, forcibly resisted the idea of dodging, and was willing to stand in place and be slapped by her!
"Say, why don't you speak?
"I'm sorry, Sasha, there are some things I can't say to you. Me, I...... I'm really sorry, really, I'm sorry ......"
The burning pain on her face didn't make Emilia lose her mind, but made her more sad.
"What's the use of being sorry? Die, die in the Everfree Forest, never come back!"
Sasha raised her hand again.
There are more and more students watching around.,Cheerful school festival,There is also a warm midnight night.,Sasha's words and deeds seem out of place here.ć
"Humph......"
With a hard slap in the air, Sasha turned around and turned her back to Emilia, a hoarse sobbing sound coming out of her throat.
"Sasha ......"
"Shut up, you liar!" Sasha turned back and gave Emilia a cold look.
"I ......"
"Die!"
After saying that, Sasha looked around, glared at all the troubled students around her with a sharp gaze, and then ran away in a puff of smoke.
The school festival that belongs to Emilia ends with two more red slap marks on her face.
"Who is she?" asked Edward, with infinite respect.
"......" touched her somewhat red and swollen face blankly, and Emilia replied sadly. "She's my sister. ā
"What? Your sister?"
"Well, my sister, Emisa Shah. ā
ā......ā
The snow is getting heavier and heavier, and the first snow of the year in the God-given Land is heavier than usual.
Enduring the bitter cold wind, Edward slowly stretched out his hand, palm up, and held up a few crystal snowflakes with his palm.
The snowflakes that melted into water, and the absurd farce that had just happened in front of Edward, the two of them made Edward understand one thing.
Not only himself, but even Emilia's Tale of Blood became more and more strange.
Sure enough, their story has always been wrong............
(The second volume is finally over, and Peach's wave palm has been refined one layer more, and with this stance, it's not a problem to hit another rippling water wave, right?)
(Hmph, people don't have water...... The third volume will be opened tomorrow, please support it!
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