Magic Girl Linn's Wonderful Adventure

"Wait!"

With such a cry from lobiot, the poem turned.

Looking at the unwilling expression on her face, Shiyin also guessed that the prince who had lived in the royal city for a long time would not be willing and dissatisfied to reprimand her.

"Poof, ha ha - lose, lose, you are really good. It's totally different from Yufeng. I finally have a goal. What's your name? I'm lobiot. I'm the prince of this country, though I'm reluctant. "

Dun Shiyin's face is full of incomprehensible expression, of course, he also says his name.

"Poetry... Poetic sound."

"Poetic sound? By the way, Mr. lucario has a daughter. Is that you? Then practice together in the future. It's boring to practice alone at this time. If you study together, there will be more room for improvement. "

"Oh... Well."

Because Shiyin met such a person for the first time, and she didn't know how to deal with it. Because she saw lucalio standing by the window, she vaguely agreed to lobiot's invitation. From that day on, they learned swordsmanship at the same time.

Half a year later, lobiot's continuous efforts to learn sword with the goal of poetry, and because of his qualifications, his swordsmanship has made rapid progress, but there are still few opportunities to talk with poetry.

It is said that there are few opportunities, perhaps it should be said that the probability of poetry will pay attention to him is very small. After all, her personality that does not like to deal with people has not changed much, but lobiot always chats with her during the break time.

"Shiyin, sitting here again? You seem to like it here

Every time after practicing swordsmanship, Shiyin often comes to the lakeside beside the king's city alone, sits under the big tree growing by the lakeside, and looks at the scenery

This time, lobiott came back to look for the poetry, but she continued to look at the scenery without saying a word, and lobiott would begin to talk about many interesting things in the city. Of course, the poetry would not leave, and even listened to everything in silence.

"Shiyin, since you're listening, I'll talk straight."

All of a sudden, lobiott stopped the original topic, and this change of topic also made the poetic sound look at him.

"Like... Like?"

"Ha ha, I just want to see this blush. Ha ha... You are really a very interesting guy."

"Face, blush?! Interesting? "

Under the influence of lobiout, Shiyin rushes to the lake to look at her face. For the first time, she feels helpless because she has been indifferent all the time. In order to cover up her gaffe, she also rushes back to the city.

"Ah ha ha... Seems to be angry."

Looking at the back of the poem, lobiott could only scratch his face and smile bitterly.

After that, the cold heart of the poem began to change, and finally agreed to lobiott's invitation and became the commander of the guard. After xuanren arrived at isatrelian, although the cold feeling did not change much, it gradually became like a sister who was willing to take care of his younger brother.

In isatrelian's Royal bedroom, lobiot, who has been unable to sleep with his eyes closed, is full of memories of his sword learning in the past few years. Not only can he not believe that his teacher is the enemy, but he also has an indescribable sadness about the past of poetry

"Miss lucario, why? Even if you have told me that the world needs to change, this country... I will try my best to make it better to meet your expectations. "

Even though he is a reasonable monarch who can distinguish between good and evil, and lobiot who knows his tutor's wishes, no matter how much power a person has, what he can change is still limited. Therefore, he feels very helpless. When he thinks of poetry, he also thinks that he must never do so.

"Poetry, if you... Should be able to understand it?"

Looking up at the bright moon outside the window, after lobiot took a deep breath, he seemed to have his own idea.

On the other hand, on a sand dune in the desert, a red haired boy with a huge sword on his back is walking towards the ruins of the old city of narcotia according to the instructions of the map

The "key" is the existence that dominates all the future.

"Hero" is the representative who guides all people.

When a hero understands his powerlessness and abandons his dignity in order to dominate the future, he will even sacrifice anything to become a God who dominates his destiny. Is what he does selfish as a human being or the road a hero must take to become a God

In the middle of the night, the red haired boy who came to the desert of the southern continent from the western continent decided to have a rest for one night. Sitting beside the big stone, he also dreamed of the dream that he wanted to stay away from his hometown in the past.

At that time, he was only ten years old. His family was a famous forging industry in the town, and his father was also a very powerful blacksmith. Therefore, he also hoped to become a respected craftsman like his father.

Unexpectedly, his father prohibited him from going on the road of blacksmith. Instead, he hoped that he would make achievements in the road of knowledge. From other people's point of view, this is indeed a very unusual thing. After all, the child is willing to inherit the family business, at least let his technology pass on, but no matter how friends persuade him, he can't persuade the father.

The boy who told his father about his wish for the first time was immediately frustrated, and he was not good at knowledge and Literature... So he seemed to live up to his father's expectations.

Just when he felt frustrated, a middle-aged man with grey hair appeared in front of him. He was strong and had an extraordinary spirit. Seeing the boy's appearance, he also touched his head and listened to his complaints with kindness

"Do you really think it's OK to go on like this? It's right to create the future by yourself. Talent should not be limited by others. If you really want to go, start looking for it from now on. "

The boy decided to leave his hometown. Of course, his father didn't intend to stop him, because he felt that as long as he could find his own way and was no longer involved in the blacksmith career, he could go any way.

The boy followed the caravan and wanted to go to the prosperous isatrian, but soon after he left his hometown, he was attacked by desert thieves.

In front of his eyes, blood overflowed and the boy didn't dare to leave the commercial car because of the shrill cry. Just when he regretted leaving his hometown, the two figures started to kill the thieves with their swords.

No matter the merchant or the robber, the expression of death was ferocious and frightening. The boy shrank in the commercial car and felt very scared. After he was seen by one of the people who killed the robber, he also found that this man was the grey haired man he met in his hometown.

From then on, the boy decided to take this man as his goal and worship him as his teacher. He hoped that in his lifetime, he would have the same strength as the gray haired man and be able to help others with such ability. Maybe one day, he could use his father's sword to eliminate evil and punish adultery.

When the sky is about to be bright, the red haired boy wakes up and continues to walk towards the ruins of the old city of croquetia, which is not far from his hometown.

"Yufeng, come here according to the position written above. Shifu has something to do for you. Follow the punctuation on the map, and you won't get lost."

"What's the matter with master? I'm really grateful that his letter can find me. Otherwise, I'm still lost. But it's incredible to use magic to send letters and punctuation. Look at the distance... It's almost here."

After walking for a long time, Yu Feng raised his head and saw the ruins which had been uninhabited for a long time and gradually covered by wind and sand. When he came to the city, he saw Shiyin waiting for him at the door.

"Sister Xue!"

After greeting Shiyin with vigor, he ran to the door.

"Sister Xue, are you there too? Shifu, why not

"Go out a little in advance. Now that you're here, you can rest in it."

"I had a little rest just before I arrived, but the master suddenly asked me to come here for what?"

Yu Feng, who didn't know lucario's purpose, could only ask about the poem's sound, but seeing that the poem was silent, he could only use a wry smile to ease the awkward atmosphere.

"Did you... Go back to isatrian before you came here?"

"No, because I'm lost again... Ha ha, but fortunately, even my position can be shown on master's map. Magic is really interesting. Because it's close to the desert, I just came here directly."

"Well, you... Used to dream of being a blacksmith? And now? "

"Now..."

Suddenly asked such a question, also let feather Feng's face some hesitation, but after careful thinking, that childhood wish or not too big change.

"Well! Of course, but dad just doesn't accept it. That's why he wants to learn sword from master, punish bad people like master, and help many people who are in trouble like me. "

"If you were asked to choose between the two, how would you choose?"

"Er, this..."

Yu Feng's face showed an expression of embarrassment, and he could see that it was a difficult choice for him. In such an atmosphere of painstaking thinking, they were waiting for lukalio

In the guest room of King isatrian City, the flaming hair doll, who has been sleeping for several days, finally opens her eyes.

Lying in bed and looking at the ceiling, it was a familiar but different scene.

"Well..."

At this time, she noticed a man lying beside her bed. It was for a teenager with short white hair, and the sleeping face like a child was familiar to her, because she had been traveling with this man for nearly five years.

Although the young man said some ugly words, he often tolerated the willfulness of Yanfa doll and even thought about her when necessary.

"I want to end this with aura, of course... Aura won't die because it was my fault in the past... She will die."

"Well, you have to control your mood, but you are so angry that you want to kill her several times. I can't understand what you think."

"I know! It's very exciting

"But there is no result of not having to die? That aura doesn't want you to die, so she has to make that choice. "

"It's none of your business, is it?"

"What's more... Now some people still hope you can live. It's better to live to atone than to die."

Sitting on the bed thinking about the past conversation with this young man, although the young man always turned his back to himself at that time, no matter how slow he was... He should also understand that the young man was concerned about her.

"Huang..."

"Lian... Don't bother me... I'm a little bit of a servant..."

The young man's vague and incomprehensible dream talk, Lian also answered with a long sigh.

"Well, I don't regard you as the master, you idiot..."

With a helpless smile, Lian puts the sheet on Huang's body, and Fu walks into the room

"Lian, have you woken up? How can you... "

"Fu?! Well, I, I just

See Fu, lotus is like a child in general panic.

"I know. I've just served breakfast. You can use it first."

"Don't get me wrong. I'm not worried that this annoying guy will catch cold. I'm going to hang out and eat later."

"Well."

After Fu Ying Sheng, Lian also ran out of the guest room.

After walking alone for a while, she also saw the palace she used to walk in hundreds of years ago, which used to be the place where the emperor lived, but now it has been transformed into a memorial hall for the emperor.

The lotus as like as two peas came to the other museum. The scene of the whole journey did not change much. After all, it was to commemorate the holy emperor. Apart from hanging and painting many deeds about the emperor, it was the same as before.

"The breath of the sword No, it doesn't feel the same. What is it... "

Lotus from the end of a corridor outside the room, sensing the room has a holy sword breath, so she also slowly toward the room, and should be in addition to dawn to open the door, unexpectedly also so opened by lotus.

It was supposed to be the stone platform with the holy sword in the room, but only the scabbard was left on the shelf.

"Ah... It's you. I don't need to worry any more. I'm no longer red flame Shura - Honglian. It's time for me to admit my mistakes when I lose everything."

Lotus gently touched her hand on the scabbard and felt some warm power

"I can't be Aura's sheath, so I envy you... Without me, maybe one day, the emperor will be liberated from the curse because of you... I'm really sorry..."

"Since you are no longer Honglian, why apologize? It's all over at that time. "

"Ora..."

Looking back at the owner of the voice, Xiao also came into the room with a bunch of flowers in his hand. However, Xiao shook his head at Lian's address to her.

"I'm not aura anymore, so..."

Put the flowers in front of and behind the stone seat, and she smiles back at the lotus.