Dragon Zero

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Bimoye had been transferred out of the intensive care unit and was lying in the hospital room of the noble area, but his mind repeatedly recalled the scene of that day, every move and every type of battle that day. If he is a child playing against him, he is obviously about the same size as him, and he uses ice magic. Maybe it's okay to talk about other magic, but defeated in the ice magic, which made him take a big hit.

Kristin Chavallo looked at him for a while and walked away quietly. Although Bimoye didn't say anything, he learned from Vasileb the fighting that night. Being defeated is indeed a very heavy thing. Besides, Moyer has always been very proud of himself in his heart. This proud self-esteem must be severely hit, but Charvalo thinks this is not a bad thing. A person always standing in the cloud will suddenly suddenly see something under the cloud, fall down and have a look, maybe you will realize more. What made him more concerned was the man who defeated Bemoyer-Silest Bingzhixie.

There were many people visiting Bimoyer, all of them were nobles of the empire and were not ordinary little nobles. There was a lot of people coming and going, and the flowers and tonics that were sent could not fit in the house. There are no shortage of greetings, but Bimoyer has basically ignored them, and they are not very angry. Everyone in Bimoyer's character is well known, not to mention that he is still a member of the five big families.

But Neliya was sitting on a chair in the corridor outside the ward, and she wanted to go in to see him too, but there were too many people coming and going, and she didn't dare. It wasn't until the noon meal that I found an opportunity.

"You're here." Bemoyer saw her and smiled as the ice melted the spring water, and the happy time with her as a child continued to appear in her mind.

But Neliya sat down on the chair beside his bed, just looking at him and not speaking.

"what happened?"

But Neliya shook her head, unwilling to answer.

Bemoyer thought about it and asked, "Have you met my grandfather?"

"Ok."

"What did he tell you?"

Kelly said: "He asked me to see you, but..."

Bimoye suddenly took her hand and grabbed it tightly: "They are their business and it has nothing to do with us."

But Nelly shuddered in her heart, trying to retract her hand, but after struggling for a while, it still didn't work.

Bimoye looked at her softly: "You are still the same as before."

But Nielia lowered her head, her cheeks were slightly red, vaguely remembering the scene when she was a child, and a kiss like a joke before that farewell made her slap Bimoye hard.

Bimoye saw through her thoughts and smiled: "Do you want to hit it again?"

But Neliya couldn't help but also smiled: "Hate!"

Bemoyer looked at her eyes for a long time, pulled her to the side, and kissed her red lips.

Ursula and Celtic both hid at the wall outside the sickroom and patted their hearts. The two smiled at each other: "It turns out so..."

...

In the bathroom, Bing Zhixie was taking a bath. He was lying in a bathtub with slightly hot water, and he enjoyed himself with a pair of small hands to brush his head and wash his back. Serving him is a lovely rice spike fairy, which is more than thirty centimeters tall, with orange blonde hair, dragonfly-like pale gold transparent wings, wearing small clothes made of leaves, bare feet, Named after looking like wheat ears in the autumn field.

In fact, they are not born between paddy fields, but nurtured among the grass with natural magic, no matter summer and autumn, when the fruit is ripe, they are like a naughty and cute thief, who will be on the tree in groups. The fruits and the rice ears among the field stalks were snuggled away and shared happily together.

They are more common in the edge of the forest and the countryside, but in the bustling city in the distance, it is not cheap to buy such a goblin at the pet market in Debiles. Sophie bought five at one go. In addition to being able to rub her back and bathe like this, the most important thing is that they are optimistic and cheerful, united and full of joy.

A fairy holding a brush was washing Bian Zhixie, and the other was scooping a large bucket with a cup and scooping the hot water in the bathtub. There were three others who forgot to work, but thought the bubbles in the pool were fun. Sitting at the pool and holding soap bubbles to throw bubbles at each other, it was a joy.

Seeing this, Bing Zhixie's mood was much better, and Sofina would actually choose these cute ‘playmates’ to accompany him so carefully. They will not go away like Goblin.

Wrapped up in a bath towel and came out of the bathroom. Sofina watched him go miserably and went up to help him. Bing Zhixie was like being "bitten" by the electricity. He quickly retracted his hand and borrowed the wind element to support himself on the sofa.

Sophie shook her head bitterly: "I'm not embarrassed, you are like a girl."

"Teacher Sofina, really... really thank you for your care these days." Bing Zhixie said these things very hard. If it is hypocritical perfunctory words, he can say it very easily, but he said it from his heart, but it seemed like a heavy burden.

"Really thank you so much?" Sophia sat down opposite him: "Then let go of your heart and treat me like your sister."

There was a trace of tranquility in the air, and I only heard the laughter of the five rice ear elves near the flower pot.

"Why is it so good to me?" Bing Zhixie looked up at her and said, "Because you and I are all orphans, do you have similar experiences?"

"Why?" Sufina saw the beautiful sun outside the balcony, like a red egg yolk: "I am not very clear, perhaps because I also need emotional venting." She paused and said: " People need to love and be loved, and feelings also need to be expressed and harvested. Since I was a child, I lost my parents, no one cared for me, and no one can express my feelings in my heart. When I see you alone, I think of a lonely self, thinking of loneliness 'S self will imagine the younger brother who never existed. I often take a doll to vent my emotional misery, but it will not respond to me, nor can it comfort me."

The room was speechless again for a long time.

"What about you." Sophie asked, breaking the silence.

Bing Zhixie said: "I haven't experienced loss, I don't know what kind of feeling it is. I don't really understand what you said."

"You are too young to understand later."

"But I have something I want. Get things I have never had."

Sufina suddenly asked, "What about that amber pendant? You wouldn't... throw it away."

Bing Zhixie played with his fingers and lowered his head to say, "I put it in the dormitory.

Sufina said a little angrily: "That's my most important thing, I said I hope you can wear it all the time, don't take it down."

"The most important thing should be given to the most important person." Bing Zhixie said: "You should give it to your husband or to your children. I'm a little curious, why don't you have a boyfriend?"

Sufina shuddered suddenly, her hands on her knees clenched unconsciously.

Bing Zhixie realized that what she had touched her heart and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

A tear ran across her cheek, Sufina raised her eyes: "I will not have a child anymore."

...

In the hospital, Bimoye looked at the dead, pale, old, but sharp-eyed old man with his eyes motionless. This was the first time he saw the great magister Vassileb. Even Grandpa rarely saw it. He only knows that he is a mysterious strange old man.

Vasileb smiled: "You must think I am a mysterious old man, huh, rumors say so."

Bemoyer still respected him: "Sorry, I can't get up and salute you."

"Hey, it's okay." Vasileb smiled very kindly.

Bimoye said: "It's not necessarily a rumor that other people say that. Those who have great skills, their behavior is not understandable to ordinary people."

"Ha ha ha ha ha." Vasileb laughed, his voice was very hoarse: "little guy, everyone said you are cold-faced and do not like to talk, it seems that the rumor is not necessarily credible, ha ha ha. "

Bimoye also bent his mouth and smiled, this is his sincere smile to the second person outside Cornelia in recent years: "You sit down."

Vasileb shook his hand: "No sitting or no sitting, my old bones have been sitting more recently, but moving less, I want to move."

"Are you here to come?"

"Well." Vasileb's eyes flicked: "You must be very reluctant. Losing to others in ice magic must be very painful."

Bimoye nodded: "It was very sad, but..." He thought about the appearance of Cornelia, and smiled sweetly: "But someone helped me through this level. I am the same as usual now. , Just a little unwilling, but not sad."

"Oh! You are stronger than I thought." Vasile preached: "You must feel lucky to get the help of that person at this time."

Bemoyer said: "Yeah, really lucky."

"That would be great." Vassileb patted his shoulder gently: "Do you know who you lost to?"

Bimoye frowned, and the shadow of Bingzhixie flashed in his mind. Although he did not see the appearance of the man in black, he intuitively told him that one thousand percent of the person was Bingzhixie.

"It seems that you already know who that person is." Vasileb asked again: "Do you know why you lost to him?"

This question has been repeatedly thought about by Moyer over the past few days. In terms of hard work, he has always adhered to the hell-style training requested by his grandfather, and he often fights with thousands of soldiers. On the talent, he thinks that he will never be worse than anyone; On education, knowledge... No matter what he talks about, he can't find any reason for his defeat, but he is still defeated, which hit him hard.

Vasileb saw his confusion and said, "Actually, the simplest thing you have overlooked is knowledge."

"experience?"

Vasileb nodded: "The person trapped in the ivory tower never knows how big the outside world is. Even if this person is more knowledgeable, he is just a frog at the bottom of the well."

"Frog at the bottom of the well! I am a frog at the bottom of the well?" Bemoyer thought about it and nodded. "What should I do then? Tell Grandpa to send me to the frontline battlefield, is it like my brother?"

Vasileb shook his head: "The fighting between countries will be constrained by some things and cannot be maximized. If you are a frog at the bottom of the well, then you are just a fish in the sea on the battlefield. Only birds flying in the sky can see more things."

Bimoye said: "Are you asking me to be a mercenary?"

"It’s not necessarily a mercenary, it’s just a form. You’re a gifted person, don’t be bound by form. Leave the ivory tower, there’s really nothing to teach you here, except those books. The rigid knowledge you can learn, what you need more is to grow knowledge. Without it, you will soon be able to catch up.

Bimoye stared back at Vasileb's words, and when he looked up, he was gone.

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