Misaki City, residential area.
In an apartment room, Shana slowly helped Fang Li onto the bed and let him lie down.
"Huh..."
Fang Li's breathing was much slower than before, and with a rather serene expression, he fell asleep quietly.
Shana’s inflammation returned to a dark color, and the burning eyes disappeared, and the night hat on her body was also hidden, like an ordinary girl, kneeling by the bed, staring blankly at Fang Li’s peaceful sleep. Face, haven't recovered for a long time.
It's getting dark already.
At the end of the battle, the sky was completely dark, and it was late at night.
The city of Misaki was brightly lit, and only this room in this apartment was still dim, with no lights on.
In such darkness, Shana stared at Fangli's face like this, and then she spoke in a low voice after a long time.
"Now, Alastel."
The pendant in front of Shana immediately gleamed like a fire powder.
"What's the matter?" Alastel said, but there was no doubt in his tone. It seemed that it was clear why Shana had such a performance.
Shana didn't notice this at all, she just frowned her pretty brows and said something like this with some distress.
"I don't know what to do now."
A thoughtless sentence, I believe, no one will immediately understand the meaning after changing it.
However, Alastel understood.
Although he understood, Alastel did not say it directly. Instead, he continued to ask: "Specifically, what is it that I don't know what to do?"
"... I don't know how to say it." Shana clutched her chest, as if she was experiencing the feeling of it. After a long time, she gave such a sentence.
"It's just that I can't figure it out."
This is Shana's mood.
Shana really couldn't figure it out.
Because of the ideas in the mind.
That's what the maid who had taken care of Shana said.
"From then on, you have to face everything alone."
But the human who suddenly intersected with Shana said so.
"The world is not yours alone, don't think that mission is yours alone!"
The words of the existence like his own mother or sister, and the words of the existence that I only knew not long ago, were constantly intertwined in Shana's heart.
On the one hand, Shana was left to face everything alone.
On the one hand, Shana should not treat everything as her own.
The completely opposite words spoken by two completely different people made Shana really bewildered.
"Who is right?"
Generally speaking, when the status of the two parties is so unequal, Shana should choose to believe that she has been taking care of herself, just like a mother or sister.
However, seeing Fang Li's battle with her own eyes, Shana couldn't take the words of such a human being who could fight to the extent that she was wounded in her ears.
Therefore, Shana really didn't know which way was correct.
"I feel very annoying now." Shana could only bite her face and said with a bit of displeasure: "I really hate this feeling."
It's no wonder that Shana is so thoughtless, but Shana lacks the ability to express her feelings.
Since she was a child, Shana was taken to the Heavenly Dao Palace, where she was trained as a fire-mist fighter.
In this training process, Shana is not without learning knowledge.
However, those are all based on common sense and knowledge based on reality, and there is no record of personal subjective aspects.
In other words, in fact, it would not be an exaggeration to call Shana unaware of the world.
This is a pure white paper.
Apart from fighting and knowledge, nothing else was instilled.
Of course, Shana didn't know how to express her current feelings.
Shana only knew that she was very annoying, very annoying, and she wanted to lose her temper.
Faced with this situation, Alastel didn't want to correct anything.
Not because Alastel only hopes to teach Shana to be a contractor who knows nothing but fights.
In fact, Shana is almost equivalent to a daughter to Alastel.
As a guardian, although Alastel hopes Shana can have more social experience, he does not want this blank paper to be polluted in any way.
This purity, as a guardian, I believe that no matter who it is, I hope it can be preserved, right
Therefore, Alastel just said: "Then what do you think?"
"Me?" Shana was startled slightly, and then fell silent.
Soon after, Shana said so.
"I don't think Will Amina is wrong."
Will Amina is the maid who once took care of Shana.
Then Shana said so again.
"But I don't think what this person said is wrong."
It is precisely because of this that Shana feels annoyed.
If you can clearly know who is right and who is wrong, then Shana won't be so annoying.
Although Shana is a pure piece of white paper, it doesn't mean Shana doesn't understand anything.
At least, Shana is a very assertive talent with equally high judgment.
Shana can still tell who is right and who is wrong.
Of course, it was this impeccable ability that made Shana so annoying.
As a result, Alastel's thunderous voice could not help but ease, and said: "Since you feel that both sides are correct, just write down what both sides say, no need to worry."
"Take it down?" Shana said suspiciously, "But what this person said is completely different from what Will Amina said."
Hearing that, Alastel said so.
"Is it really different?" Alastel said: "Think about it carefully. There is actually no contradiction in these two sentences, right?"
"There is no contradiction?" Shana suddenly looked at the pendant in front of her.
Alastel told Shana in a positive tone.
"As a fire-mist fighter, you must learn to face the enemy independently, and you can’t have the luck that you don’t have. This is what Willemina Carmel wants you to do, so she will tell you that. ."
"However, that is not to let you do everything alone. If you are the only one, then even the "disciples" in this world are not your opponents, how can you finish the crusade? "
"You must be independent, but you can't ignore the people around you."
"I think this is the conclusion you should come to."
Alastel's words made Shana's heart suddenly clear for a while.
"You must be independent, but you can't ignore the people around you..."
Shana turned her gaze to Fang Li's body and looked at Fang Li's sleeping face, without a word for a long time.