"Hey, Amilia. Edward said.

Emilia didn't say yes. As she walked on, she looked away and looked blankly at Edward, who was left behind.

"Why help me?" asked Edward.

"Help?" asked Emilia in a whisper.

Although the two were not close, Edward could still hear Amilia's voice clearly. Her voice was very clear, as beautiful as the flowing water of a mountain stream, which did not match her strength at all.

"It's Audrey's idiot. Edward stopped, bent over and gasped, "If you let him cut me down with an axe, why did you save me? For glory, justice, faith, or something else? Don't say it's because I'm handsome." ”

"......" Emilia didn't speak, and walked away.

"Wouldn't it be a little naïve to save me, the demon king, even if you don't hesitate to fly your own subordinates, Lord Brave?"

"One, Audley is not my subordinate. Second ......"

Emilia raised her thin arm, and two milky chains of light stretched and wrapped in front of her palm, finally turning into a scorching holy sword.

"Second, if you want to die, I don't mind. ”

"Don't get excited, when I didn't say it. Edward straightened up, took a deep breath, and continued walking.

"I'm just afraid you'll regret it. ”

“......”

"You're going to regret it soon, I have a hunch. ”

"Whatever you want. ”

Edward smiled and stopped talking.

Why swing the sword?

Is it for the happiness of mankind, or for the exorcism of so-called evil? If not for justice or glory, then what is she wielding the sword for? Perhaps even Emilia herself could not tell. Edward felt that Emilia might be such a confused and naïve person.

Such a brave man, Edward did not hate it.

People are on the journey, leisure and comfort together.

Once you have a clear goal, you won't feel lost no matter how far you go. You can enjoy the wildflowers on the side of the road as you walk, or you can speed up across the river towards your destination.

It's a time of freedom.

A few days passed, and Edward and Emilia walked and stopped, but still couldn't get out of the Everfree Forest. At Edward's speed, it may be a long time before he can get out of the Everfree Forest and reach the human world. However, Emilia never rushes or complains, and willingly works as a full-time nanny for Edward.

It is said that the child has an indescribably leisurely life. When Edward was tired, he lay down in the shade of a tree, when he was thirsty, he lay down by the river to fill his stomach, and when he was hungry, he let the brave man catch some wild beasts and roast them.

If they were seen by others, they would think they were a young couple going out on an outing.

The two didn't communicate much along the way, just walked silently. Occasionally, Edward would tell Emilia a bad joke, and the latter would snort or glare back in response.

Most of the time, Emilia walked briskly on her own, and the complex terrain and environment of the Everfree Forest did not pose a hindrance to her in the slightest, while Edward had to be cautious and fall if she was not careful. Edward also made a walking stick out of a twig so that he would have to avoid falling a few times while traveling, but it had little effect.

Boredom passes slowly, and happy times are often short-lived, but Edward doesn't know whether time is passing fast or slow. Except for the alternation of the sun and the moon, Edward did not even feel the flow of time.

When he rests, he likes to look at the birds in the treetops in the distance. At this time, Emilia would always find a big tree to lean on, and then secretly play with her little purple hairpin. The cool wind caressed his face, and it didn't take long for Edward to fall asleep, and then he was roughly woken up by the brave man and continued on his way.

Edward had the illusion that he would never be able to get out of the Everfree Forest, and that he would stay here with Emilia for the rest of his life.

Amelia......

He suddenly remembered what had happened in the cabin.

Audley met with the Brave and then quickly left. During that time, even Audley, who was familiar with the Brave, never called the Brave by his name, only called him "Lord Brave", and did not say the name "Emilia" once.

It seems that Audley does not seem to know Emilia's name. Even Audley didn't know, why would Edward know?

How strange is that......

Sometimes, Edward felt like he was hallucinating. He would often smell a burst of fragrance for some reason.

He still remembers, it was the body fragrance on the night's body. The maid who spoke ill of herself.

Speaking of night, Edward was still amazed until now.

When he first met the night, Edward was immersed in the "joy" of amnesia, completely ignoring the beautiful woman around him.

Now that I think about it......

With fair skin like snow, long black and silky hair, and a delicate face, it is not an exaggeration to describe the night as a goddess. No matter where she goes, she will leave an intoxicating fragrance, especially the ** that is as white and delicate as a green onion, which makes people's blood surge just by looking at it.

"I don't know where she fled to......"

Edward didn't have the slightest clue about his memory. In addition to worrying about his maid, sometimes, Edward would also think about himself.

So far, his power has been as empty as a bucket of water. The good news is that the memories have recovered quite a bit, about Audley, about Emilia. It's a mess of scattered memories, but it's a good start, isn't it.

This at least proves that Edward's conjecture is correct, and that by following Emilia, his memories may be restored. Therefore, it is a good thing to be captured more or less, and everything must always be on the good side.

But being sent to the Holy See is not good......

"Damn, I can't run away if I want to, am I really going to be sent to the Holy See? No, I haven't found a wife yet! I'm going to have a lot of little devils!" Edward whispered to himself, cursing his damn fate.

"What are you talking about?" asked Amilia.

"Nothing ......"

Edward shook his head, panting as he pretended to be hot.

As the weather grew hotter and hotter, Emilia rolled up her sleeves and leaned against the tree in boredom, and she heard Edward seem to be muttering something, and looked back.

To be honest, Emilia's figure is really not bad, compared to the night with a perfect body, she is just a little shorter and has a flatter chest...... Ah no, it's a lot flat, it's just plain. However, it is too harsh to ask others to meet the standards of the night.

Emilia's red eyes showed a strange beauty against the background of her short black hair. That stubborn and unyielding look that Edward will never forget for the rest of his life.

Edward tried to mentally sketch out what the two looked like, and then compared them, and he quickly came to the conclusion that "Emilia is more handsome, and Night is more feminine". If you want to find a wife, you must look for the night one, and if you want to find a beautiful bodyguard, you must look for ......

Edward subconsciously called out Emilia by name.

"Now, Amilia. ”

"Huh?"

"Was that hairpin given to you by your boyfriend?"

Edward would often see Emilia hiding around and secretly playing with a purple hairpin, which must have been important to her.

"What, what...... I didn't ......" Emilia retorted incoherently like a child who had been discovered.

"Okay...... So the next question. ”

Edward asked.

"Why is your skin so white? Is it because you are wearing armor and the sun doesn't shine, so you haven't been tanned?"

"If you want to die, I can help you. ”

"Don't don't, how about this joke?"

"It's cold. ”

"Hmm......"

Is it just "so cold"?

Edward didn't expect Emilia's attitude to be so good, and he thought that he would definitely be beaten up. So he decided to take this opportunity to say what he had always wanted to say but didn't dare to say.

"Do you know Amilia, actually, you are a very beautiful and handsome girl! Especially with short hair and poor breasts, and ruby eyes, I like it very much, plus points! If you dress up with your heart and change into a dress with a sense of surname, you are not inferior to my lovely maid!"

“......”

At this moment, the wind stopped, and the air seemed to settle down, and the sultry environment was breathless.

If you don't die, you won't die, and some people just can't remember it.

Rain, it seems, is coming.

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