The Supreme Castle, in front of the gate.
When Sean returned here, the witch of the world had already come back first.
"Thanks a lot."
Chavne was as if nothing had happened before, and as if comforting Sean, completely missing the previous indifference and ruthless performance, and some were just the same hippie smiles as usual.
Sheehan rolled his eyes and stepped forward.
"solved?"
Sheehan asked casually.
"It should be." Chafne also didn't care much about the generality, or that he didn't care about the follow-up of this matter at all, and said: "If someone doesn't have eyesight, then I don't mind playing with him."
"Really?" Sean said with a smile but a smile: "If it turns out to be like that, people might be happy instead."
After all, it's better than being completely ignored, right
Therefore, there must be many people who would rather be resented by Chavne than being ignored by Chavne.
Of course, even if Chavne understood this, he wouldn't be interested.
"It doesn't matter what they want, just don't affect me."
As a succubus, Chavne's requirements are very Buddhist.
Sheen naturally wouldn't say anything.
For him or for Chavne, this incident was nothing more than a trivial episode.
"Let's go back."
"good."
The two of them talked to each other in a very natural tone, and then they entered the Supreme Castle together and headed to the direction of their own room.
... ...
Outside the central city, halfway up the hill.
Vaguely, Gray seemed to find someone approaching him.
He opened his eyes hard to prevent blood from flowing into his eyes, and saw the full picture of the person who came.
"..."
A person stood in front of Gray, looking at him lying in a pool of blood, without saying a word.
But his face is full of sadness.
"Hart..."
Gresha's dumb voice called out the name of the caller.
It was Hart who came.
Hart did not respond, but took out a bottle of magic potion, uncorked it directly, and fell on Gray's body, hoping to help Gray heal his injuries.
It's a pity that the magic potion doesn't work at all.
"...It's useless." Gray naturally knew what was the reason, and said in an unfeeling voice: "That is the wound that your Royal Highness used to directly engrave my body and mind with the power of [Lianxin Demon]. Although it's just a skin injury, it will never get better."
[Lianxin Demon] This is terrifying. Once the connection is too deep, the user can interfere with the other party's state at will, including power, memory, appearance, and even existence itself.
Chavne directly carved these wounds into Gray's body and mind, making these wounds never heal.
In other words, Gray has to endure the pain and state brought by these wounds on his body forever until the end of his life.
This was the cruel punishment Shavne gave Gray.
Hart had actually seen it a long time ago.
If these injuries are so easy to be good, then with Gray's ability, even if it is not completely healed, at least the blood will stop.
But Gray has been bleeding so far, so that the blood on his face has been lost. If it weren’t for him to be a top Legendary powerhouse who is only one step away from the limit, his vitality is extremely strong. I am afraid that he had lost too much blood and died.
But Hart still used a precious magic potion for Gray.
"Even if the injury doesn't get better, at least the blood can make up for it." Hart said in a tone that suppressed the sadness in his heart: "If it goes well, you can still use your own ability to restrain the wound from bleeding. That way, you at least No more blood loss."
This is the only thing Hart can do for Gray.
As a result, Hart sprinkled bottle after bottle of magic potion, finally returning some blood to Gray's face, and the wound no longer bleeds.
Afterwards, Hart took off his coat and put it on Gray to cover Gray's shocking wound.
Immediately afterwards, Hart helped Gray up and put one of his hands on his shoulders to support his body.
Gray stared at all this in a daze, and he didn't say anything until his body was propped up.
"Now, Hart." Gray whispered: "Am I wrong?"
In this sentence, Gray asked without a prefix.
Hart, as the person who had just arrived here, didn't even understand what was going on in it.
Gray's question, to such a Hart, would only be inexplicable.
However, relying on his understanding of Gray and speculation about the whole thing, Hart easily understood the matter.
Under such circumstances, Hart was silent for a long time before responding.
"you're not wrong."
Hart said so.
"... But that one said, I don't have the right to control all of this, and the brave man also said that I am self-righteous." Gray couldn't hide his pain: "They are right, I'm just cruel. Those who have abandoned their relatives in the country and betrayed the cultivation and expectations of many people for their own selfish desires. What qualifications do they have to teach them how to do things?"
Gray's heart also became scarred along with the wounds on his body.
It can be said that every word of Sean and Shafneh was like the sharpest blade, which pierced his heart deeply.
Hart can definitely understand Gray's pain now.
It was definitely worse than death.
I have to say that Chavne is indeed very cruel, so that a life who admires her so much is worse than death.
But this admiration was originally Gray’s spontaneous initiative. Chavne never responded positively to him, nor did he do anything to apologize to him. On the contrary, Gray, driven by jealousy, approached Sean, intending to use force to force him. He gave up approaching Chavne, which was justified, and it was not worthy of sympathy to fall to such an end.
Gray was already determined to die.
Perhaps, until this moment, he didn't realize how humble he was in love, and how unworthy it was, right
However, Hart would still say so.
"You're not wrong." Hart tremblingly resisted the emotions surging out of his heart, "After all, this is a dying struggle that little people like us have to do."
In a word, Gray's heart trembled slightly.
He knew that the little people in Hart's mouth did not refer to the status of the two in the eyes of the world, but the status in the eyes of Chavne.
They had never entered Chavne's field of vision, and naturally they were so small that they couldn't be more small.
And the fate of the little guy is either utterly utterly obscured by everyone, or desperately struggling to death.
Regardless of whether it is Gray or Hart, the former was the former, but it may become the latter at any time.
"Yeah, dying to struggle." Gray seemed to understand and murmured: "Only in this way, maybe that adult will look at us more, right?"
After all, everything is because of jealousy, because of unwillingness.
That's why I have to struggle to do something.
When Hart saw this, he didn't say anything, picked up Gray on his back, and started flying away from the mountain.
After a while, Gray's voice sounded from behind Hart.
"I kind of miss our past."
Gray's voice was full of weakness and nostalgia.
Hart's nose was sore.
"Me too."
The trembling voice finally made a slight smile appear on Gray's face.
Hart carried Gray on his back and left together.
They did not return to Central City.
It took them a while to return to the Succubus City.
After returning to Succubus City, Hart only did two things.
One is to resign from the position of patriarch of the Juju clan.
One is with Gray and disappears together.
From that day on, the Mozu lost a cadre and a human prince who had betrayed his country.
But in this world, there is an extra pair of mysterious brothers roaming around, experiencing all kinds of adventures, going north and south, almost all over the entire Omnipertensen.
... ...
At the same time, a very long distance away from the Moon Demon Ling, a beam of light passed by at an astonishing speed, and finally exploded in mid-air.
Saila's figure appeared from the light, holding a crystal pen in his hand, looking like a goddess descending from the sky, extremely beautiful.
"Should be right here?"
Saila glanced around, and after a while, fixed his gaze in the middle of the sky.
There, a rainbow of light gleamed.
""Isn't there yet?""
Amidst the depressed overlapping voices, a true goddess appeared in the rainbow light, flying feebly.
"I found you."
Saila outlines the corners of her mouth, a flash, and stops in front of the opponent.
""Ah!""
The goddess was taken aback and let out a soft cry.
Saila fixedly looked at each other and smiled.
"Long time no see, goddess of time and space."
Saila greeted her kindly.
The goddess of time and space then saw the whole picture clearly.
""You...you are Moon Demon Syrah...!?""
This goddess couldn't help covering her small mouth with a shocked look.
Although Serah felt that the other party was a little fussy, she also knew that the other party's brain circuit was strange, and it was not surprising no matter what she did.
Sai La was just about to make a sound when she was thinking about it, and the other party's words directly made her stunned on the spot.
""Aren't you raising the tenth child? Why did you come out and run around?"
The goddess of time and space opened her mouth just such a earth-shattering speech.
"???"
The Sairas were all dumbfounded.
Raise a fetus
Or raise the tenth child
This... What the hell is this
""what!""
At this time, the goddess of time and space seemed to think of something again, covering her mouth with her hands.
""Almost forgot, this is the original time.""
The other party seemed very upset.
"..."
Sierra was silent.
Reason told her that this goddess with innocent brain circuits seemed to know what was extremely important to her.
Combining the other party's speech just now, as well as the other party's power, the smart Sierra thought of a possibility almost instantaneously.
But his head seriously refused to understand.
Therefore, Sai La decided to seal this memory almost instantaneously, as if she had just played and didn't know anything, she looked at the goddess of time and space.
"I have one thing and I want you to help."
Sai La said such words.
""what?""
The goddess of time and space was stunned there.
Sai La said straight out.
"Take me to the Canyon of the Gods."
This is the reason why Saila came to find each other in person.