Chapter 75: Goodbye
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"Don't you even have the idea of explaining?" Cohen's breathing quickened as the sun set, and the hilt of his sword tightened tighter and tighter.
In front of him, the white-clothed Raphael smiled slightly: "For the sake of the past, Cohen, leave Longxiao City immediately - this is advice from the old contemporaries." β
Cohen took a deep breath and suppressed the resentment and doubt in his heart.
For a moment, he didn't know what expressions and words to use to face the end tower of the old days.
"Miranda is here, too, nearby," Cohen adjusted his breathing, trying to appear calm, "You know what?"
"Forget it, the city gate is closed," Raphael didn't pay attention to him at all, and the young man in white looked at the sky and sighed: "You go find a place to hide, don't come out no matter what happens at night, and leave Longxiao City at dawn tomorrow, the sooner the better." β
"She doesn't know yet," Cohen lowered his head, letting the shadow over his face, "Miranda doesn't know you yet...... Your business...... Tari sent us out to ......"
"Whatever you came for," Raphael sheathed his sword with a blank expression, "give up, the last few days won't be your lucky day - in fact, you shouldn't be here at all." β
"Damn! Raphael Lindbergh!"
Cohen couldn't take it any longer, he raised his head and roared with indignation on his face, "Put away your clever pride - don't you understand!
Raphael's pupils shrank.
"I've seen a Calamity Sword in Red Square, and I've seen his finishing power, and I've seen that Finishing Power in yours in the Hall of the Starsβ" Cohen gritted his teeth and said, "Do you know what orders the Tower gave us to the Calamity Sword...... Carefully probe, trace back to the source, and if you can't be caught alive, you will be killed!"
"Do you still have nothing to explain?"
Raphael looked at him with a complicated expression for a full three seconds.
Finally, the young man in white chuckled lightly and looked at him with a playful expression: "So, do you suspect that I have joined the Sword of Calamity? Do you want to arrest me back? Or simply kill me?"
The two looked at each other for a few seconds, until Cohen raised his fist and swung it in the air in a relentless manner.
"No!"
Cohen gasped, then lowered his gaze.
"I don't care about the sword of calamity, I don't care about the hundred-year-old grudge. β
The vigilant officer slowly bent down, picked up the scabbard on the ground, and then raised his head, and while collecting the sword, he swallowed:
"But I care about my friend - I want to know what the hell happened to you. β
"I want to help you. β
Raphael looked at Cohen and chuckled, "You're still the same, Cohen." β
"You put the cause and effect...... Everything in the past three years, whether it's your contact with the Sword of Calamity or how you entered the Black Prophet's secret department, tells me," Cohen breathed a sigh of relief, then stepped forward and said solemnly, "Whatever it is, let's figure it out together...... The people in the tower, neither Master Shao nor Jedi know that you are ...... As for Miranda, if it's for her good, I can help you hide it from her......"
Raphael took a soft breath and clenched his fists.
"And the Sword of Calamity, they are not just the arch-enemies and enemies of the Tower of End," Cohen stared at Raphael carefully: "Their purpose is not simple, from the assassination of the Exeter mission two months ago, to the recent assassination of the second prince of the stars in front of the fortress, it is all related to them!"
This sentence made the expression of the young man in white change.
Raphael put away the smile that was always on his lips and frowned tightly.
"These things...... I don't know if you know, what kind of people you're dealing with," Cohen sighed and looked Raphael in the eye, "but I'm willing to believe you, and believe that you have understandable reasons!"
"But before it's too late, ...... before it's too late"
"That's why you came to Longxiao City?" the white-clothed young man interrupted him and muttered, "The Sword of Calamity plotted to assassinate two princes in a row?"
"It's said to be working with a certain Grand Duke of Exeter," Cohen nodded and said heavily, "So it's no longer the Tower of Finish and the Sword of Calamity, it's the stars and Exter!"
"Why you?" Raphael raised his head, his eyes as calm as water, "Why did you two come to investigate this?"
"Because we've all had experience with the Sword of Calamity!" Cohen punched his chest, "and because we've all rolled around the battlefield, because we're all 'seeds'!"
"Hmph, seeds," Raphael snorted and shook his head, "I'm also a seed, Missadun is also a seed, Kroesch is also a seed, and Ecklin from Allenbia, Solovsky and Bekov from the Eastern Continent, why don't you send us? instead of sending you two squeamish and honorable noble young masters?"
"Speaking of which, my God, I thought that the dispute between the commoners and the nobles would be settled after the fight between you and Missadun. Cohen sighed, "Chloehi, she was stripped of her right hand while tracking down the Sword of Calamity...... I think that's one of the reasons why Tari sent Miranda. β
The final sunset illuminated Raphael's face, and he did not speak, but his eyes were deep.
Speaking of the tragedy of the same period in the old days, Cohen lowered his head and said in a depressed tone: "Yes, the guy who was punished to bite the sword and run, and he also had to grit his teeth and persevere, the girl who dreamed of one day becoming a female knight and becoming the next 'heart in the rain'......"
"Already...... I can't lift my sword anymore. β
"So, I don't want you to be like that. β
"So, as in the past, let me help you!" Cohen took a breath, he took a sharp step forward and put his arm on Raphael's shoulders: "If you really do it, even if you do something unforgivable, then let me be your accomplice!"
"Whatever it is, let's fix it together!"
"You're not alone!"
Raphael was silent for two seconds, then his expression changed.
"You have to get out right now, right away!" whether it's climbing the walls or digging through the tunnels," Raphael smiled again, but his eyes gradually turned cold, "Something is wrong, and this is not a situation where you can interfere......"
He flicked his shoulders, only to find that he had not broken free from the arms of the vigilant officer.
"You know me, Raphael," Cohen lowered his gaze and said in a difficult tone, "If you don't promise......"
The vigilant officer raised his gaze, his eyes determined: "Don't even think about leaving here." β
Cohen was taller than Raphael, but the young man in white didn't look up, just turned his gaze to meet Cohen's eyes.
This made his gaze even more cloudy.
"For the last time, Cohen Karabiyan, the future Earl of Walla," contrary to his gaze and tone, Raphael's smile grew brighter, "this is not the same time as it used to be...... Especially the secret department. β
He jerked out his hands and latched Cohen's arms tightly around his shoulders.
"Boom!" there was a muffled crash.
The two men were shocked in unison!
But the two were not separated.
Cohen still clung to Raphael and didn't let go.
"Really, Officer Karabiyan?" Raphael felt the other party's increasing strength, and his tone was cold, "You think what I just said, 'kill you' is just a joke?"
Cohen's face sank.
"It's like this in the Hall of the Stars, and it's like this in Longxiao City," Cohen gritted his teeth and locked Raphael's shoulders: "You just appeared so inexplicably, put on an inexplicable expression, and inexplicably asked me to 'meddle less'?"
"I became the Sword of Calamity and joined the Secret Branch...... Does it really make you change so much?" The vigilance officer's anger grew: "Don't you even want to explain two sentences to your old friends!"
The empty-handed wrestling between the two men in the alley became more and more terrifying as the intensity increased.
"You also said that it was an 'old friend,'" Raphael said briskly, squinting his eyes, "We are on different paths, that's all." β
Looking at Raphael's appearance, an indescribable discomfort arose from Cohen's heart.
What is it that makes siblings who were once like brothers like this?
"If it's something unfortunate that makes you like this," Cohen's gasp intensified, "I haven't experienced it myself, and I may not be able to understand how you feel, but as long as you are willing to say it, we can still ......"
"Cohen Karabiyan, Count of Vola in Ten or Twenty Years' Time," Raphael snorted coldly, "Do you think I look like I've experienced misfortune?"
"Not really. β
An unfamiliar and familiar female voice came.
The two men were stunned in unison!
Cohen turned his head.
Raphael smiled at his most perfect level.
Together, the two of them looked at a pretty figure, standing under the moon that didn't know when it rose.
The head of the finishing tower's seed, Miranda Arend, slowly walked into the alley in the light of the moon.
She pressed her hand on the hilt of her sword, and looked at the two men hugging each other with a cold face:
"Is there anything you want to explain?"
Interpretation?
Cohen's mind moved, and he turned his head to look at Raphael, who was close to him.
He suddenly realized......
Himself and Raphael's pose......
The vigilante jerked Raphael's shoulder and pushed him away!
"Miranda, listen to me," Cohen smiled wryly, touching his head, "Don't be angry yet, we're not ......"
But Miranda coldly interrupted him.
"Shut up, Cohen," the female swordswoman of the Arond family looked like ice, "I didn't ask you. β
Cohen's expression and words froze.
Miranda's gaze was fixed on the man.
The man who hasn't been seen for three years.
Under Miranda's gaze, Raphael lowered his head and ...... Laughed out loud.
"Long time no see, Mira. The young man in white shook his head slowly: "You are still like this...... Cold?"
"It's heartbreakingly cold. β
At that moment, Officer Cohen Karabiyan, who was touching his head, suddenly felt that he was a little redundant.
"Mira, don't call me that anymore," Miranda said slowly, as she walked to Cohen's side, as if she were not facing her former lover, "Raphael Lindbergh." β
Cohen sighed.
"I said......" The vigilante looked at the two of them embarrassedly: "We should find a place to sit, there are some things to negotiate......"
"Also, Miranda," Cohen tried to wink at Raphael, trying to make him understand his painstaking efforts, "you don't know yet, do you...... Raphael is now a senior cadre of the Kingdom Secret Section......"
But his words were interrupted again, this time, it was Raphael.
"You're not angry," the young man in white didn't look at Cohen, but just looked directly at Miranda's pretty face, and smiled, "It's really beyond my expectations." β
"You know, I thought you'd be a little more excited......"
Again, Cohen felt that his existence was so redundant.
"Then I throw myself into your arms, pound your chest painlessly, and cry delicately, 'Where have you been, why don't you come to me, you know how much I've missed you all these years', and then close my eyes and wait for you to kiss me?" Miranda sneered: "Read less romance novels - it will hurt your brain." β
Raphael snorted, "I told you this." β
Cohen looked at the two of them helplessly, looking embarrassed.
"And I'm not one of those weak and incompetent women - why should I be angry?" Miranda flicked the hilt of her sword: "What qualifies a man who has the ability to come back, but has been away for three whole years, to make me angry?"
She was angry - behind Miranda, Cohen told Raphael the message with his eyes.
Raphael was still smiling.
Miranda stared at Raphael, but couldn't read even a hint of familiarity.
It made her heart tighten.
Finally, Raphael raised an eyebrow.
"Okay. He said slowly.
"You guys stop all activities in Longxiao City and keep a low profile," Raphael said flatly, "Leave early tomorrow morning...... Agree to this condition, and I will explain it to you after the matter has passed. β
"In the meantime, no matter what happens......"
Cohen frowned, this time it was his turn to interrupt Raphael.
"Hey, Raphael," the vigilante said, raising his right index finger and unceremoniously, "I swear, if you use this attitude again......"
Miranda interrupted him again.
"No, I won't listen to your explanations, and I won't believe your explanations. β
Miranda's face was expressionless, and her tone was flat, but it sent a chill down Cohen's back for a while.
For the third time, he felt like he shouldn't be standing here.
"Oh?" Raphael said with interest, curling the corners of his mouth, "and what are you going to do?"
Miranda took a step forward and looked straight at the person she had ever known.
Raphael looked at her calmly.
I saw Miranda squint her eyes, and in the most faint and ethereal voice in her life, she said quietly:
"I'll knock out your sword first......"
"And then beat you down......"
Cohen frowned: What?
The voice of the daughter of Arende continued slowly:
"Break your legs ......"
"Remove your joint ......"
"Knock off the bridge of your nose ......"
"Smash your front teeth ......"
"One more kick to stomp you into the mud......"
"When you get on your stomach and cry for mercy......"
"I'll ...... the truth of the matter little by little"
"From your mouth...... Dig it out!"
Miranda said the last sentence lightly.
There was silence for a few seconds.
"Alas,"
Raphael smiled wryly at Cohen, then closed his eyes and sighed, "It seems ......"
"She's really angry. β
Cohen only felt a terrible headache.
In the moonlight, the two started their movements at the same time.
Miranda slowly drew her sword.
Raphael smiled indifferently and touched the hilt of his sword.
"Well, if it's a boyfriend and girlfriend quarrel...... Cohen stood behind Miranda, poked his head out, and cautiously said, "Can you ...... later?"
The next moment, Miranda struck a hard back elbow that knocked Cohen's nose into blood. (To be continued.) )