As he spoke, a silver-haired boy suddenly jumped out of the woods. With him, there was a big bald head.

"What should I do if I lose my axe?" asked the silver-haired boy.

"Hmph, do you still use weapons to deal with these scumbags?"

"Don't talk big, you have the ability to prove it to me!"

The silver-haired boy squinted his eyes, raised his head, and looked at the bald man with disdain.

"Hmph, look down on me, look at me tearing them apart!"

"Wow, really, you're so good, let's get on!"

The silver-haired boy pursed his lips and patted the shoulders of the big bald head, giving him a burning look full of anticipation.

"Ahh

The big bald head suddenly launched a fierce attack, waving his fists like a mad dog and pounced on the enemy.

"Hey, left, left, right, yes, give him a punch, good job! Be careful, he's here again! Right right, right again...... Oh my God, why are you holding it like that?"

The silver-haired boy stood far away, cheering loudly for the big bald head, and had no intention of coming over to help at all.

"Of course, that's what I said!"

The big bald head didn't notice anything unusual about the silver-haired boy, and he only focused on fighting the enemy, and seemed to enjoy the process very much. After hearing the silver-haired boy's words, he smiled triumphantly and deliberately posed handsomely.

The boss of the Black Flame Gang who was nailed to the tree was blind to death! He never expected that he would die inexplicably at the hands of this idiot.

is a normal person can see that the silver-haired boy is simply playing with a big bald head, only using his mouth and not using his hands, hiding on the side to watch the big show, but letting the big bald head charge into battle alone.

Typical send you to death, sell teammates and I'll come. The ground is shattered......

Fortunately, the big bald head is indeed strong enough, even if no one helps, it is enough for him alone. Thanks to him, the Black Flame Gang was overwhelmed and beaten all over the ground looking for teeth. The few remaining minions knew that they were invincible, and they threw away their armor and fled. But the bald man was red-eyed, and he didn't want to let go of any of them. He pulled out the axe that was nailed to the tree, and the ghost screamed and chased after him.

At this moment, Emilia exhaled heavily and stood motionless.

A second ago, what she hoped for most was to die a dignified death without being discovered about the tragic state of her death, but now, a second later, she changed her mind.

Now, she most wishes she could be stronger, stronger, strong enough to hold back her tears and not let the big tears slip down her cheeks.

These two strange guys who came out halfway turned the tide of the battle in an instant, and they were like messengers of the god of light, directing the miracle to happen.

It's a pity that none of Amilia's two wishes came true.

She didn't die a dignified death.

The battle that belonged to her was completely disrupted by the appearance of the silver-haired boy, her persistence, her unwillingness, all the embarrassment was seen by them, her obsession was ruthlessly broken, and her glory was gone.

She didn't get strong.

Tears poured out of her eyes uncontrollably, and the joy of the rest of her life instantly shattered her heart. Obviously, she wanted to prove a lot of things, but in the end, not only could she prove everything, but she was even deprived of the qualification to meet failure.

The itchy tingling quickly faded, and the overloaded body was finally able to relax for a while. However, Amilia's physical condition did not improve at all, but worsened. Intense pain struck instantly, ruthlessly destroying her fragile nerves. Her right leg went limp, she could no longer stand, and her body staggered and fell, and she couldn't help but throw herself into the arms of Mother Earth.

Strangely, the expected impact of the back against the cold earth did not come, but soft, gentle. With her eyes closed, Emilia found herself in some warm embrace, and when she opened her eyes, she saw an unusually decadent and extremely disgusting face.

The silver-haired boy was holding her and smiling at her.

"Can't die, right?" the boy hugged Emilia and smiled heartlessly.

"Edward, is that you? and Audley, how could you ......?"

Emilia spoke in a hoarse voice, staccato and staccato.

"Of course we're here to save you. Hey, you don't really think I'm leaving you alone, am I the kind of person who has no backbone?"

"Yes. ”

"Tsk...... Even if you're right, then I'm not a spineless person, but a spineless demon!"

“......”

"Look at you, why are you still crying, what are you crying about?"

"I didn't cry!"

"Obviously I'm crying, are you so moved?"

"Moved, talented, not!"

"The dignified Demon King actually came to save you at the last moment, and it is normal for you to be moved to cry. Don't be shy, in fact, you don't need to cry, it's very simple to repay me, make a promise to me!Hehe, I'll take you back to the Demon King's Castle tomorrow, help you get a beautiful dress, you don't have to be a brave man in the future, just be my wife, it's best to give me a few more little devils, hehe~~~"

"I—I'll kill you......"

"Hehe, it's just a joke~~ Bad joke, funny, right?"

Edward didn't care about Emilia's vicious swearing, he gently wiped the tears from Emilia's face with the palm of his hand, trying to restore the girl's handsome face to its former beauty.

It was a somewhat rude but warm hand, perhaps annoying, but surprisingly reliable.

Emilia couldn't resist and allowed Edward to lay his hand on her face. Edward seemed to be deliberately teasing her, deliberately slowing down the movements of his hands, savoring every inch of softness, and occasionally pinching his fingers to flick her smooth skin.

Emilia felt her face ticklish, hot, and uncomfortable. Not long after, two shy blush appeared on her cheeks, and she was hot all over, as if something strange had come out of her heart, constantly interfering with her consciousness and making her unable to think normally.

It was a weird feeling worse than killing her.

"You pervert, don't, don't touch me!" Emilia couldn't stand Edward's flirtatious teasing any longer, and began to resist.

Take a sip.

"I'm hiding!hehe~~ I won't be bitten by you again~~~"

The boy quickly withdrew his hand, dodging Emilia's fangs.

“......”

"Hey, Amilia, are you afraid of death?"

Edward asked suddenly.

His hand was angled to caress Amilia's delicate face and avoid the sharp fangs. This time, his hand no longer continued to be mischievous, but gently held the girl's thin chin.

“......”

"If you don't answer, you're not afraid? No, you must be afraid, human beings are so unbearable and depraved, and you are so weak. ”

Edward suddenly hugged Emilia tightly, preventing her from breaking free from his arms. Edward then bent down and picked up a gray stone from the ground stained with dirt and blood.

It's not a stone, it's Emilia's treasure. It is only when all hope and illusion is lost that Emilia chooses to abandon it rather than let it follow her to destruction.

The hairpin she cherished......

Edward took pity on the stone in the palm of his hand, carefully wiped the dirt attached to it, and vigorously blew away the dust that remained on the surface. Soon, a heart-shaped crystal hairpin with a brilliant purple glow appeared in the palm of his hand.

"Why throw it away. Very beautiful hairpin. ”

The hairpin was crystal clear, unusually beautiful, and there was a line of small words engraved on the inconspicuous corner, which was faintly visible through the purple light.

[Be happy - love your Vilvet]

"I didn't lose ......"

"I said you were a pretty girl, you should learn to dress up. ”

Edward smiled as he comforted Emilia in his arms, and he pinned the hairpin to the girl's short black hair.

Purple is the spokesperson of cold and arrogant, it has its persistence, it will not easily disagree with other low-grade colors, but at this time, even the luxurious purple has lowered its noble head, and the black of the girl's hair is integrated, as if it were natural.

The heart-shaped hairpin and the stubborn girl, they blend with each other, as if they have never been separated, flawlessly.

Emilia's large, ruby eyes glistened with charming tears, and the flush on her face made her more shy and green. The blood and mud on his face, mixed with tears, turned into a pale red makeup, moistening Edward's palms and her pretty cheeks.

Edward had never seen anything like it.

Emilia has always given the impression of an eternal iceberg, high above her, proud and glamorous. However, who would have thought that the iceberg would miraculously melt and bloom countless delicate flowers?

That's right, Emilia is an iceberg, she freezes her beauty and softness, isolates herself from the world, and never reveals it easily. However, when spring comes, the cold snow water will turn into a trickle, silently moistening all things, and at this time, her heart will melt together, and she will open her heart to the person who walks into her heart, and dedicate her beauty to that person without reservation.

Edward was stunned for a while, the so-called allure of the country and the city, but that's it.

"Vilvette must love you very much, trust me. Edward said as best he could, for fear of frightening the cutie in his arms.

“......”

"Please don't say 'it's just me', okay? There's nothing you can do, and no one can force you to take on that kind of responsibility,"

"No ......"

"I guess Vilvette must have thought the same way. ”

"Self-righteous guy ......"

"Don't you believe it? Hehe, let me ask you, what does this hairpin mean to you? Is it a jewelry worth cherishing for a lifetime, or a gift that will never be exchanged?"

“......”

Emilia clenched her teeth, unable to answer.

Is it an ornament or a gift? Or a relic? For her, this hairpin contains infinite thoughts and memories, and the obsessions and expectations attached to it have far exceeded the hairpin itself.

Maybe she had forgotten the initial impression.

"Well, it seems that Vilvette's mind has not been conveyed to you. ”

"What did you say? she, she ......"

"Obviously she is a brave man who carries the hope of mankind, and you will one day take over her work and become a brave man, why did she give you a useless accessory?"

"Huh?"

"Wouldn't it be better to give you an indestructible armor? Why is this a thing? and you can't fight, and you can't save your life. ”

"I—I don't know ......"

"'Be happy', do you see this sentence?"

"Hmmm......"

"She wants you to be happy, not to be an emotionless machine. That's why she chooses to give you a beautiful hairpin as a gift, rather than a cold armor or weapon. ”

“......”

"She wants you to remember that you are not just a brave man, but also a beautiful girl named Emilia. ”

"Maybe so......"

"That's it, trust me. She wants you to be happy. ”

"Oh......"

The girl's eyes gradually blurred, as if she was recalling the sweetness and happiness of the past.

"Amilia, you are really beautiful. ”

“......”

Whoa.

"Ouch, you still dare to bite me!"

"Perverted!"

"You're such an idiot, you're arrogant even though you're a wounded! Believe it or not, I punched you...... Hey!"

“......”

Her stamina was losing so much that Emilia could no longer quarrel with Edward. The world before her became dim and her consciousness blurred.

The intense sleepiness struck again, and this time, she finally didn't have to hold on any longer.

"Hey, what's wrong? Wake up!

"Perverted ......"

The noisy Edward upset her, she knew that she was being held in the arms of a pervert, and the situation was still very dangerous, and she could not relax easily, but she was too sleepy to hold on any longer.

Hey, just hold it when you're held by that pervert, it's nothing, anyway, let's sleep for a while.

Emilia closed her eyes in peace of mind, and the rhythm of her breathing slowed down, and in a few moments her throat began to snore.

"What, I fell asleep......"

A withered yellow leaf floated over the boy's head, and he looked up, and the clouds in the sky seemed to mock the weakness and powerlessness of man.

The girl fell into a deep sleep.

Autumn is coming.

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