Terra copy, but the enlightenment stream/I am a mentor in Terra

This sound temporarily defeated the fear, self-blame, and guilt in my heart.

No matter how he changes, there will always be someone who can easily defeat him.

Loya couldn't figure out why W came here.

But no matter how hard he tried to figure it out, the past still caught up with him.

The coward finally has to face the most shameless escape that he has always refused to face.

In the darkness, W no longer moves.

wait, wait, wait...

Her hand climbed up to Loya's face and rubbed it carefully.

Moisture covers moisture, blood covers tears.

"It's really you..."

W lost his soul and moved his hand away in a daze.

He took two steps back and stepped on a piece of glass, which made a crisp sound.

"Really, it's you."

she repeated, mumbling to herself.

Hatred turns into obsession, obsession turns into a joke.

The craziness of filling in the two-year gap gradually faded away.

Love eventually turned into boundless hate.

W moved.

More crazy than ever before.

The fierce and intensive offensive kept hitting the light shield.

"Keng", "Keng"...

Useless.

Then use your fists.

a second, a second, a second...

She didn't stop until the beating was bloody and bloody. Her long cry of despair turned into a roar, which made the military police surrounding the city hall shudder.

She finally made it.

The light shield disappeared.

But when her fists landed on Loya one after another, she didn't dare to strike again.

W was tired, panting heavily, and looked like an evil spirit.

"Do you think it's fun to torture me?"

"Speak, hurry up."

"Aren't you very good at speaking? Why, are you mute?"

"I let you talk!"

She grabbed his collar and led him forward until he hit the wall.

Being pressed against the wall, the huge impact shook Loya's internal organs, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood and spray it on W's face.

If you could see it, the two of them looked really embarrassed.

"What, can you talk now?"

"Ha, not yet?"

"Say, say!"

When she laughed, everyone knew how she laughed. She grabbed him and hit the wall again and again, spitting out a mouthful of blood every time she hit him, until W's body was covered with his breath.

Luo Ya was hit to the point of dying, but did not fight back or struggle.

"I love you."

He spoke with difficulty, but it made her even more angry.

But when his anger reached its limit, W was at a loss, stopped, and laughed again.

"You love me, ha...how dare you say that?"

"How can you say such shameless words!"

W lifted Loya high and was about to slam him down the next second, ending his life.

But she won't do that.

She gently put him down, continued to press him against the wall, and handed him something again.

Loya took it subconsciously. Before he knew what it was, W's hand folded over his and he held the thing together.

"Loya," she calmed down and whispered softly, "I'm so tired."

"After walking for two whole years, I thought you were dead, but I always thought you were still alive."

"You are indeed alive and well, great, great..."

W is very tired.

But there is still a little strength left.

She kissed Loya's lips.

And moved his hand.

"Pfft."

The sound of a sharp blade piercing flesh.

As if that wasn't enough, I stroked him up and down twice more.

The heart was split in two.

The gushing blood choked her, but she did not let go. Instead, the kiss became more passionate until Loya drank her blood into her stomach.

"Does it hurt?"

W parted his lips and asked weakly.

"pain."

"That's good," W let go of his hand, "That's good..."

"I was in the same pain as you that day. You deserve it, Loya, the most despicable liar..."

After she finished speaking, she seemed to find this position uncomfortable, so she simply fell into Loya's arms and continued:

"It seems like a long time ago, just like today, there was no light, and you said you liked me."

"Now, Kazdaele is better, but I want to go back."

"Tell me, am I sick?"

W laughed again.

Just like that night.

At the last moment, the darkness disappeared and light came in again.

But it was different from that night.

Loado expected to see endless hatred in her eyes—but there was none.

The person in his arms gently closed his eyes with nostalgia and love.

So he closed his eyes and sat against the wall, exhausted.

The military police rushed into the city hall. There were now countless corpses. Baikal fell aside and pretended to be unconscious.

Where is the assassin, where is the other duke?

They searched in panic.

Finally, they found the Duke behind a pile of ruins.

Apparently after a fierce battle, the two men were covered in blood and their appearance and clothing were unrecognizable.

The assassin was lying in the Duke's arms.

Forever, stopped breathing.

Chapter 23 Chess Game: Ursus

May 08th, 30:[-] in the morning.

W had a good sleep and opened his eyes - the sky was blue and white clouds outside, and the sun was just right inside.

Luo Ya was sitting at the desk, biting the tip of his pen and frowning, as if he was having difficulty writing.

Feeling very tired, W wanted to continue sleeping, but suddenly remembered something and said:

"Loya, I'm dreaming."

"uh-huh?"

Luo Ya stopped writing and looked at her with a smile in his eyes.

"I want to hear what the dream was."

"I dreamed that you were dead and I went crazy..."

When W was recalling that dream, she said that she had traveled to many places, killed many people, and kept talking for many hours.

Speaking of tears in her eyes, she refused to stop until Loya hugged her tightly.

W wishes it was just a dream.

But there are no blue skies or white clouds in Kazdale, only endless darkness.

Death is the best catharsis.

Resentment and hatred pierced Loya's heart with that sharp knife.

W succeeded, and Loya did collapse.

He will have the same mood as W and die together after ending Ursus' affairs - but this is a story, Loya is a writer, and he is qualified to give himself a happy ending.

Holding W's hand, Luo Ya followed her lead and slowly guided him to lift his collar.

There was a long, hideous scar on his heart, announcing the horrific nature of the injury.

"Did you see it? Don't point the dagger at yourself if you have nothing to do, Miss W."

Loya grinned.

Loya was calm when the military police found him.

It's not because of anything else, it's just that I can't speak because of the injury to my heart.

The triggering of system tokens is still passive:

[A long time ago, a budding military commander reorganized many knights who had been scattered within a few hours. In that canyon, he only relied on flesh and blood to resist the Ursus army for more than three months. 】

[The golden Pegasus became Ursus’s lingering nightmare, and also became Casimir’s indestructible spear. 】

[The hidden effect of "Knight's Certificate": Within a distance of one meter, you can transfer another person's fatal injury once, and if this injury cannot make your vital signs disappear immediately, you will recover quickly (only triggered once)]

["The knight's gun is not for killing, but for protection."]

"Damn, it hurts me so much."

Luo Ya bared his teeth, trying to make the atmosphere between them less tense.

W was amused.

It wasn’t because he was amused, but because he suddenly felt that Tyra was really nice.

If you die, so will I.