After acknowledging the reality, they started chasing their husbands to the crematorium

"No!"

Flo wiped her eyes vigorously: "I have never cried since I was a child!"

Lyle was taken aback for a moment.

She really worked hard to...

But Lyle knew that he had left Blooming Under the Moon,

As I go further and further in Ishgard, the time I can spend with her will become less and less...

She'll have to get used to it.

Lyle patted her hand lightly: "If you cry again, you won't be good at all."

Flo stomped her feet vigorously: "I'm super obedient!"

Lyle stood up, took her hand, and prepared to send the little girl back to the room where Bloom under the Moon was.

It was Emilia who opened the door,

She froze for a moment: "Lyle?"

Shia, who was sitting on the ground studying the strategy, raised her head and opened her mouth in surprise,

Little Lolita looked like she had cried, her little face was flushed and pitiful.

Lyle squatted down, rubbed her little head, and said with a smile, "Go and rest, you'll be fine tomorrow."

Flo tugged at his sleeve, without saying a word, just sniffling lightly,

"I'll sit here for a while."

Lyle pointed to the sofa helplessly: "You can sleep in peace."

Little Lolita looked at him for a while, and finally let go of her hand reluctantly, and went back to her room with three steps.

Lyle sat down on the sofa,

Only then did Shia come back to her senses, and tidy up the messy things on the ground,

"What's up with her?"

Lyle shook his head and said nothing.

Emilia seemed to understand something, and sighed softly: "Why are you so cruel to her?"

Whether it's her or Shia, Lyle's attitude is always calm and easy-going,

Only for little girls...

"I'm not really good at raising children."

Lyle shook his head: "I know she's growing up recently, but it's probably not a good thing to take her as a parent now. After all, the time I can spend with her in the future... will be less and less."

Shia was slightly silent,

Because of the conflict between her and Lyle, many things were involved,

Ugh…

Emilia looked helpless: "I tried to take care of her for a while, but I didn't do well. Sometimes she didn't speak, and I didn't know whether she was happy or unhappy."

Truth be told, with Lyle already out of Moonbloom,

He shouldn't have to worry about these things.

But many things, including Flo's thoughts, can't be solved apart from him.

period,

Several times Flo quietly opened the door to peek,

Seeing that he was still sitting, he tiptoed back to the crib.

Emilia sighed and stood up: "I'll go see her."

Shia looked at Lyle, then at Emilia, with a slightly strange expression on her face,

Why are these two people so weird, whether it's their tone of voice or their expressions...

Speaking of which, what exactly is the Angel Vow?

Shia hesitated for a moment: "The 26th floor, is it going well?"

"smoothly."

Lyle looked around: "How about you, how is the strategy?"

Shia: "The 45th floor is relatively large, and it takes time to observe."

Lyle: "Be cautious."

Then, the two fell into silence for a moment.

Obviously, there is not much to say between them now,

Shia suddenly felt a little emotional, a little bit nostalgic for the way he used to hold the strategy and talk to himself about every detail,

In fact, I can feel a little bit,

Before Lyall left Blooming Under the Moon, the relationship between him and Emilia had always been normal.

But now something should be different,

Specifically, the little princess couldn't understand.

Probably...

Something that once belonged to her now belongs to someone else.

Shia couldn't help but sighed in her heart,

Perhaps what the priest said was correct.

With a sense of loss, she said, "Then I'll go to rest first, and you...you should go back earlier."

Lyle nodded.

Gradually, the night is getting dark,

Lyle stood by the window, thinking about something in his pocket,

There is no moon in the night of Ishgard. The huge ancient tree exudes a faint light like breathing, and bursts out a little ripple from time to time.

At some point, Emilia tiptoed out of the house and stood beside him.

She said softly: "I didn't sleep well, woke up several times, and asked me where you were twice, and I told her you were sitting in the living room, so she was willing to continue sleeping."

"I see."

Lyle's tone was a little low: "I met her twice, and she shed tears every time."

"take it easy."

Emilia comforted: "Can't we stand here and talk peacefully?"

Lyle smiled bitterly: "You are different."

Emilia blinked: "Why is it different?"

Lyle raised the back of his hand, which was half of the wing trace of the angel's oath.

It will probably stay in the hands of the two of them forever, always reminding what happened during the seven days of baptism.

"Oh, you still remember that you are my pledger?"

Emilia pretended to be surprised and said, "I thought someone ran away with half of my wing."

Although she said this sentence as a joke, she could still taste the meaning of resentment when she tasted it carefully.

Emilia had a resentful look on her face: "I even suspect that I am the swearer. If I don't go to you, you won't even remember me, right?"

Whose oath taker didn't hold his little angel in his heart?

How come it's different when you come to her?

After the angel's oath was over, Lyle plunged headfirst into the dungeon,

After defrauding Little Wing...why can't even find a figure?

Why do I feel like I'm really a little three...

Emilia was quite depressed.

Lyle smiled awkwardly: "There have been a lot of things recently."

"Alright, I'll take care of Flo."

Emilia stretched out her hand familiarly, and the fingertips lit up with a milky white light: "Come on."

The long-lost fatigue relief comes from Miss Pastor.

Lyle hesitated, but did not refuse.

There are indeed a lot of headaches recently, the route of teammates, the progress of the strategy, and Flo's affairs...

obviously,

Emilia is more skilled than Sophie in eliminating fatigue.

Not only his own ability to control the Holy Light,

She's done it many, many times over the past two years,

In other words, Emilia is more familiar with how to relieve his stress than Sophie,

The milky white light followed her fingertips, gently and slowly taking away every trace of tiredness in Lyle's body,

"Your team lacks a real pastor, have you figured out how to solve it?"

Lyle shook his head: "No."

Emilia is not surprised,

In today's Eofol, priests are relatively scarce resources.

Coupled with the deep-rooted opposition between Holy Light and Slaanesh,