Central City, Cathedral.

"You know what? He's a very greedy, very greedy guy. ”

Sitting on the throne in the center of the cathedral, the little girl said worriedly.

There was a very greedy guy who gave up everything and left them, thinking that he was a hero.

Before leaving, he said to Shera: Don't bother them anymore.

Why? Why should I listen to you?

Apparently, Sheila didn't intend to be obedient. Her self-righteous guy fled from their world because it wasn't the way she wanted it to end.

Curses are not too much. Now, she has nothing to fear.

"The first world is not perfect. ”

Two beautiful girls with black hair stood beside her, quietly listening to her tell the story of the forgotten legend of the world.

The holy energy melted into their bodies, and the gentle smile washed their souls, and almost instantly, they remembered the guy named **Dehua.

When he came to the second world, he was no less satisfied. ”

Faced with a ruthless fate, even if Sheila has a great power, it is only a drop in the bucket, but fortunately, she has thought of another way.

"The third world is a reincarnated world, the length, only one year. ”

She couldn't change the world, so she had to put all the blame on Edward and let him change his fate instead of herself, while she was a writer, under God's watch. Rewrite history.

"Twenty thousand times. The world we live in is a new world, or rather, a third world that has gone through 20,000 reincarnations. ”

In the end, she finally succeeded. Edward changed her fate, and she was freed from the curse.

But......

"But he's not here. Shira said regretfully.

"So, where the hell is he? You know, right?" Two pretty girls, one of whom had short hair. Gu, who looked a little boyish, couldn't help but ask loudly.

"I'm sorry. I don't really know. ”

Where is he? Nobody knows.

If Sheila knew where Edward was, then she wouldn't have to go against Edward's wishes and go out of her way to find Emilia and Night and tell them everything.

Edward's departure. It's a choice of fate.

Just like in the old days. There was no way she could change her fate. You can only pin your hopes on others. This time, she hopes that the two women will do something for her.

No, not hopefully. It's to believe. Now, Sheila can only blindly believe that they are willing to do something for that man.

"You don't know?"

The short-haired girl frowned, and there was more impatience in her tone, while another beautiful woman with long hair was the opposite, cold and cold, speechless.

"All I can say is that he left. ”

Edward's choice was to leave.

As long as he leaves, leaves the night, leaves them, leaves Central City, and leaves this world, then his memories will no longer affect the trajectory of the worldline, and there will be no tragedy that will make him sad.

"Leaving" is not a very clear concept, it is something more vague and subtle.

Many times people have the illusion that something is right in front of their eyes, but they don't realize its existence after a long time.

Like that guy, maybe Edward didn't even take a step out of Central City, maybe he was lying outside the cathedral door basking in the sun at the moment, maybe he was hiding behind this stool, eavesdropping on the conversation of the Sherras, and thinking about how to teach the disobedient little girl a lesson.

Perhaps, he is here, but people are not aware of his existence.

He, and them, are like two infinitely extending parallel lines, close at hand, within reach, but far away from the end of the world, never intersecting.

There is no such thing as him in their world, and there is no longer any presence of them in his world.

Always keep parallel.

"Damn......" Emilia said unwillingly, bowing her head and gritting her teeth.

"No, don't be angry, actually, it's not a good thing. Sheila waved her hand and tried to comfort Emilia.

The reaction of these two women exceeded her expectations, and she thought that they would cry bitterly when they heard such a touching story, clamoring to get that pervert back.

And Shera is not to blame for that. After all, she was still a child when she left her mother, and she didn't know how her parents used to express their love for each other, and she didn't know what the character of the woman called Night who fascinated her father was.

So, she accidentally made a mistake......

"I didn't expect him to do such a stupid thing. Night squinted his eyes and said expressionlessly.

Moved, sad, tearful?

Those worthless things were all out of the night, and at this moment, there was only anger in her heart.

"He's a pervert!" as if in response to Night's words, Emilia's face became a little more angry, and she clenched her fists and scolded fiercely.

"He's always been like that. The cold breath of the night almost froze Xuela.

"Leave without saying a word, coward, coward!" Emilia scolded more and more, not caring about Shira's dull eyes.

"No, Night thinks he's not worthy of being a coward, he's just a useless piece of garbage. ”

"This damn thing...... What should we do?"

Venting her anger, Emilia finally got down to business.

It was almost impossible to find him in this world, and if she could, Sheila would have done it a long time ago.

There is only one way to find him, to go back in time, to a year ago, to the origin of reincarnation.

"We? no, not us, but the night, the night itself. Night squinted his eyes and said disdainfully.

"Y-What do you mean?"

"Poor brave man, don't you understand? He is not bread. The night can't break him in half and share it with you like it did more than ten years ago. After a pause, Night looked into Amilia's eyes and said in a heavy tone, "You understand what Night is talking about, right?"

With the same jet-black hair and the same blood-red eyes, Emilia understands the past when she talks about it for more than ten years.

The little girls at that time have grown up, and even if they are relatives, they have things that they can't share with each other.

For example. The man.

"I know he's not bread. I have no intention of snatching him away. ”

"Huh?" Night was taken aback.

"I just want to do one thing right now. Emilia frowned and said impatiently.

"What?" asked Night curiously.

"Find him, and ......" Emilia's eyes were full of murderous intent.

"And then, hehe, Lord Brave. The night is starting to like you. "It was as if she had comprehended Emilia's intentions. Ye silently took out the white moon in his arms. "The dagger of the night is sharp." ”

Sharp?

Hearing their conversation, Sheila leaned over curiously.

"His arms aren't thick. It can be easily cut with your dagger. Emilia's tone was unusually calm, as if she were talking about something very ordinary.

"What if he resists?"

"I can knock him out. Emilia said.

"No, we can tie him to a tree. Night replied equally calmly.

"Good idea. He has the body of a demon king, so he ......"

"So, even if you cut off his arm, you can't die. Speaking of this, Night smiled smugly.

"Night, can I borrow your dagger then?" Emilia pleaded, "The sharp dagger stabbed into her chest...... Hey, that must feel great!"

"No problem. Night nodded.

"Thank you. ”

"No thanks, hehe. ”

"Huh. ”

Their smiles made Shira shudder.

Looking at them, it doesn't look like they're going to save people, but like they're going to kill someone...... Sheila couldn't help but mutter.

I'm sorry Dad, I really didn't mean to hurt you, it doesn't matter to me what they want to do to you...... But fortunately, you have the body of a demon king, and you definitely won't die, so it's not a big deal to suffer a little, right?

Besides, you must love being bullied by them, after all, you're a pervert.

At this moment, Shira also showed a sly smile.

"Sheila. Emilia said.

"Well, I'm here, what's the matter~~"

"Send us back. ”

"Where?"

"You know. Emilia smiled wickedly.

At this moment, it was as if she had heard Edward's heart-rending wail.

She can't wait!

"Okay. But don't tell him that I sent you back. I promised him not to bother you, uh......" Seeing Emilia's eerie smile, Shira was a little scared.

I don't think my mother is a terrible woman! Oh my God, how did she become like this?

"Don't worry, he won't be angry. Emilia said.

"Really?" said Sheila, still a little worried.

"Really. He won't be angry. Night shook the dagger and said lightly, "He doesn't dare to be angry." ”

"Don't dare? Hearing Night's words, Sheila suddenly laughed like a flower.

What would they do to Edward in the future? Sheila can't wait to see it!

"Oh yes, Shera, the turbulence in the rift is powerful, isn't it?" asked Emilia curiously.

"Well, that's right. Even if you live back to a year ago, you will lose all the memories of this world. ”

"Just like him?"

"That's right, just like him. Sheila nodded.

"In other words, we have to fall into samsara like him and expect a miracle of one in twenty thousand?"

"Hmm......" Sheila said nothing.

The answer is actually very clear.

"Amilia, are you scared?" asked the night coldly.

"Hmph, isn't it 20,000 years? If he can make it, why can't I?"

"That'...... Shall we go?"

"Okay, let's go!"

looked at each other and smiled, as if they had returned to more than ten years ago, the two little girls depended on each other, cherished each other, and would not flinch no matter what difficulties they faced.

So, she took her hand, and the two jumped in and out of the rift symbolizing reincarnation without hesitation.

The aftermath is gone, but the beauty is still there.

The 20,000-year-long Concerto of the Four Seasons sounded again under the careful performance of the two young girls.

It's melodious.

PS: There's another chapter tomorrow

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