Sitting on the soft sofa in the living room, Ling looked at the door Fangran walked through, then at the 'talisman' he asked her to hold, then looked down at her dress in a daze,
Until now, she was still asking herself in a daze, was everything that happened just now real
I was really wearing such an unbelievably beautiful dress, in the shining occasion just now... .
Looking at the gloves that were specially prepared for her to cover her arms, Ling couldn't help exerting force between the fingers of her hands on her knees, the hair on her forehead was hanging down to cover her eyes, and she bit her thin lips lightly. There was a bloody blush on it.
Thinking about the days during this period, it was as incredible as a dream.
From the hard work every day, the hard black bread, and the hay that is getting colder and colder, to the life of waking up warm every day, cooking grilled fish, finishing work easily and picking all kinds of delicious fruits,
Up to now, he has even come to a big city like Milan, which is many times bigger than Delier, and lived such an unimaginably rich life.
But the more I accept the dreamlike kindness and warmth I got from that person, the more clearly I feel that person's meticulous protection and care for me,
In Ling's heart, the guilt of not giving anything to enjoy all this safely, and the doubt that she can really get such an overly good life become more and more intense.
Myself... I should clearly explain it to him...
Because of the overflowing emotions, such thoughts quietly took root in the girl's heart.
Then at this moment,
"It looks like you're worried."
A man's voice suddenly sounded in the luxurious living room, which startled Ling and made her raise her head in shock!
Across the seat opposite the coffee table, a male figure with one hand resting casually on the backrest sat there at some point. Ling glanced at the door in panic, but the military uniformed attendants standing on both sides of the door didn't seem to notice. He just turned a blind eye!
"You... who are you!?"
Ling stepped back from the seat, stared at the man in front of her vigilantly and asked, and at the same time scanned the exit of the room from the corner of her eye.
"Don't be nervous, little girl, I just want to talk to you about something."
Wales casually sat on the seat of the owner, looking at Ling with a certain smile.
"I don't want to hear it. If you don't leave... I... will call someone."
Struggling alone on the survival line all year round, Ling instinctively felt that the man in front of her was not trustworthy, she stood up and warned, the shield covered with a layer of pure black phantom glowed faintly on the sofa.
Frowning slightly, Wales was a little strange watching the transparent shadow dissipate from his fingertips, but looking at Ling who was staring at him vigilantly, he gave an even more interested smile, and a dark light flashed in his lowered eyes.
"Calling... sorry, looks like I'll have to show you something that's useless...."
A low malicious laugh sounded out, and the moment her breathing stopped, Ling saw the man sitting in front of him...
A three-meter-high pale demon appeared ferociously with burning flames against the ceiling! As soon as it grabbed it, the entire bookshelf was directly crushed by it! !
Her ankles lost strength, and her high heels could not support her body. Looking at the terrifying and grinning flame demon in front of her, Ling collapsed to the ground in fright, her wide-open light golden pupils couldn't help trembling at the scene in front of her.
"You... what are you doing...."
Ling looked at the terrifying demon that she thought only appeared in stories, her voice trembling.
"Didn't I say it, I have something to tell you, but since you asked that,"
"Then let me tell you, you know the young man next to you, right?"
Because youth and strength are not valued in the religious order, Wales is very satisfied with the effect of showing his strength in front of ordinary people. He manipulated this flame demon, smiled lowly at the girl in front of him, and replied with dangerous eyes:
"I'm here to kill him."
A sudden coldness invaded Ling's whole body.
The bloody words made her eyes widen, fear made her tremble all over, subconsciously looked at him afraid to speak:
"Kill him... You mean Fangran... why... why..."
Looking at the terrifying and gigantic demon behind him, Ling felt her heart was pinched, and an uncontrollable panic spread. Originally, she hoped that Fangran would come back quickly.
But at the moment when he saw the appearance of a demon beyond reality and heard the other party say that he wanted to kill Fangran,
She just hoped that the door would never be opened.
Don't... Fangran, don't come back, you will be killed...
"Why, hehehe, why....of course it is..."
Welsh lowered his head and couldn't help laughing in a low voice, then raised his face suddenly, looking at Ling who collapsed on the ground with a grinning face, he said loudly:
"Of course it's because of you!!!"
A bone-piercing fear suddenly emerged.
She collapsed on the ground in a daze, listening to Welsh's terrifyingly laughing words, Ling's wide-open eyes suddenly burst into tears silently,
it's me... .
because of me,
It was all because of me that Fangran was in danger.
Again...
"That's right, it's because of you, because of you that he got into this situation where he was about to be killed. Think about it, why is this?"
Welsh's voice was deep and indistinct, full of some kind of inductive power, it floated to Ling's ears,
It brought back the memories she least wanted to recall...
'Wait here, mom and I will bring you bread in a minute...'
don't... don't...
Don't don't don't don't don't don't!
Grabbing her hair tightly, thoughts of rejection flooded her mind, thinking of those two figures who never came back, tears welled up from Ling's wide-open eye sockets.
"No... "
While the tears flowed, a thin sob escaped from the girl's throat.
don't... i don't want to...
At the moment when her consciousness was unconsciously instigated by guidance and incitement, and her thinking ability declined, surging emotions washed over Ling's mind, leaving her with only one thought in tears.
No, I don't want him to die,
I don't want to... let people who treat me well... change and never come back...
Looking at the tearful girl, and seeing the entertainment in front of him as if he was satisfied, Wales raised the corner of his mouth, and continued to speak in a low voice full of provocative tone:
"So... what to do... You understand?"
Tears welled up in the hollow pale gold pupils, and Ling didn't seem to hear him, but Wales yawned, smiled and disappeared from the room as if he had never been there.
Almost a few seconds later, Ling stopped her tears and looked at the empty room, not paying attention to where the attendants went or the undamaged bookshelf,
She glanced at the door Fangran left from, lowered her head and bit her lip, then stood up slowly.
Outside the window, the dark clouds rolled over again, and the whistling night wind had already dropped water droplets from the sky... .