Blue Files, there are 100 days left until Mr. disappears

She wants to be happy from the beginning to the end, and sweet from the beginning to the end.

(Taste it again/let your happiness drive away your sorrow)

(Your temptation/Let me taste it)

She was so worried, entangled, painful and enthusiastic that she rehearsed for a month and was fully prepared.

Just waiting for the show to begin.

But who knew that the prince had already been pronounced dead before the play even started?

So the whole play was no longer qualified to be staged.

Of all the expressions that Mika Sezono had prepared with her own cleverness, when she saw her husband's pale figure, none of them could be used.

Her confession was over before it even began.

A lame, wishful thinking, self-directed, self-acted, and self-deception ended like this.

The coffee is cold and can be refilled.

My heart is cold, so what should I do?

As night fell, in the garden of Trinity College, the unspent tears of the holy garden fell drop by drop on the hem of her skirt.

She cried until she was hoarse and choked with sobs that she couldn't control herself.

What does he mean by this?

In the heart of the husband, who is she?

Even if people all over the world betray me, attack me, and call me a witch, I will never give up as long as I have Mr.

But now even the husband is leaving, so what should Shengyuan Weihua do?

Give up sir?Or give up all memories?

She didn't remember how she walked back that day, but she only knew that she lost her heart.

……

(grinding phantom/dripping lucidity)

What happened next was so natural that it made Weihua laugh out loud.

She is a witch, the mastermind behind the chaos, the biggest danger to the peace of Kivotos, and a madman intent on provoking endless vendettas.

No matter how hard he tries, as the mediator of Kivotos, he cannot show any partiality or favoritism, let alone prevent Weihua from being sent to that ridiculous trial.

Blame, curse, flattery, fanaticism, the students in the audience, covered in blood and joy of victory, come from different schools, but the emotions they output are exactly the same.

Weihua closed her eyes, and there was a hint of madness in her smile.

What kind of trouble can a bunch of rabble make?What kind of prison can you lock yourself in?

If she had been the winner of that day's war, these students who took advantage of the situation might not have immediately knelt down to offer their loyalty!

Faced with the commotion of these lustful internal disputes, she will not care, let alone be hurt by them.

The tide of history cannot be controlled by just a few students, a witch, or even an academy.

Being involved in it is accidental, but being out of control is inevitable.

Shengyuan Weihua was just worried about where her husband was at that time.

(It’s this kind of labor pain/that clears my name for you and me)

"I just want to remind everyone here that if you want to use judgment to 'eliminate hatred', then I regretfully have to remind you - it is not hatred that chooses people, but people who choose hatred!"

"If you can't even see this clearly, then please step down from the spectator seats and start over by asking yourself questions!"

There was an uproar in the courtroom.

Weihua opened her eyes and stared straight ahead.

Sir is there.

The gentleman's gentle but firm voice was like silk across the strings of a piano. When she looked over, he had lowered his long eyelashes, stood up from his position, and stood in front of Weihua.

Like an unwavering knight, he defended the imprisoned witch.

"gentlemen……"

Only this time, only this time, she didn't want to cry anymore.

Maybe I will never know my feelings for my husband in my whole life, maybe I will never be able to say those three words.

She wanted to fight alongside him in the final trial in front of everyone.

……

(Don’t look at the past/Don’t look forward to it anymore)

The singing in the cafe awakens Shengzono Weihua from her memories.

Weihua felt a dryness in her throat. She looked at the gentleman sitting beside her dreamily, and her soft voice at the defense table seemed to come to mind again.

It's obviously so gentle and sounds so nice,

But it made Weihua's heart feel as painful as frost, and she couldn't tell whether it was nostalgia or sadness.

Maybe Mr. is really the collection of all the beauty and goodness in the world?

She was thinking wildly for no reason.

After all, when he stood on the defense table, all the accusations against Weihua collapsed and melted away like a glacier collapsing.

The eloquent gentleman, who secretly changed concepts and shifted targets, did not rely on any power, but relied on the eloquence of adults to transform the trial against Weihua into a reflection meeting that tortured the deepest prejudices of all students present.

"Weihua, from today on, I have no doubt that even if the entire Holy Trinity College is blown to the ground by air-to-ground missiles, sir, you will be able to convince us that the Holy Trinity College that was blown to the ground is a threat to us. We’re in a better position.”

Afterwards, Kirito Nagisa, the current leader of the tea party at Trinity College, said to Mihua with a lingering fear.

"But of course he wouldn't do that, Nagisa-chan."

There was a smile in the corner of Weihua's eyes, and the clear color of her pupils was like the full moon passing through thin clouds.

Not every princess can wait for her prince.

But who says a witch can't have a knight to protect her?

"gentlemen."

"..."

"gentlemen."

Beside him, he looked up.

"What's the matter, Weihua?"

Weihua looked at him with a smile.

"No, I just want to continue calling you that, sir."

The gentleman nodded slightly and continued to fiddle with the cup of coffee in front of him.

(Don’t long for me anymore/Hurry up and hold my longing heart)

(How do I get rid of you/Why don’t I turn around and run towards you)

(No more struggling / No more suffering)

(You will always be my treasure)

In the coffee shop, the sound of love songs is still echoing.

There was a sweet despair in Weihua's eyes when she looked at the teacher.

Many people think that Weihua is irritable and fickle.They thought that the witch who started the riot would soon become dissatisfied with her husband's supervision of her, and then resort to a new round of violence.

But they don't know that Weihua is a nostalgic girl with deep feelings and deep feelings.

Shengyuan Weihua opened her clear eyes and smiled lightly.

All the beauty and goodness in her world won't be coming back anytime soon.

And never come back.

She still remembered the paths she and her husband had taken, the words they had spoken, and the topics they had laughed about.

But what about sir?

Will sir forget her?

Maybe if there is an afterlife, when Weihua and her husband meet in the vast sea of ​​people, they will pass by each other.

The existence of paradise cannot be proved, people can only firmly believe that paradise does exist.

Shengyuan Weihua could not prove whether her husband also liked her.

What she fears most is the love of one person from beginning to end. She is, and so is he.

What they fear most is that they will spend their whole lives never falling in love with each other.

Shengyuan Weihua suddenly burst into tears.

She finally understood that there is a kind of distance called the world's end, and there is a kind of story that is destined to be only a fairy tale.

Chapter 003: Day 098·Dusk·Ghena Campus Border Area

Dusk·Gehna Campus Border Zone

The world is changing rapidly every minute and every second.

When new rules and new agreements have become a fait accompli, the entire Kivotos needs sufficient time to adapt to the reforms and changes in the rules of the game.

Power hates a vacuum, and the game of fighting for power is a game that never ends.

There will always be people who are good at taking advantage of loopholes, and there will always be people who try to take advantage of the new order to grab a piece of prey that may or may not belong to them.

This is a turbulent era and an era of establishing a new order.

The building of the old era is about to collapse, and undercurrents are surging within the ideal gate of the new era.

After the signing of the Treaty of New Eden, Trinity College and the Old Arius Campus were already preparing to bury the hatchet with difficulty.

The different campuses in Kivotos are almost equivalent to different countries and civilizations.

There are huge differences in training standards, food, clothing, housing and transportation, as well as the concepts espoused by the campus.

Although the upper echelons of Trinity College, as well as Arius's new faction in power, wanted to promote integration,

However, personal conflicts and territorial disputes still make them anxious.

As for Gehenna's situation, it is not optimistic. It can even be said that it is even more difficult.

Although the peace treaty is full of idealism, idealism cannot be eaten as food.

The rift between the little devils and the little angels has existed almost since the birth of Kivotos.

Students live in the dormitories and colleges left by their predecessors, enjoying the gifts brought to them by history, but naturally they also have to bear the burden brought by history.

The Lord Harmony Faction is now in complete control of Gehena, and has forcibly merged the Temple of All Demons and the Discipline Committee, two civil and military organizations, to form a new power organization of Gehena——

"Provisional Military Control Commission"

Cold laws and harsh rules are the mainstay of this era.

But in order that Kivotos would no longer suffer heavy casualties, in order that the hard-won peace treaty would not be violated, and in order that the large number of warring factions in Ghenna who were ready to move would not leave the organization and forcibly go alone,

Such changes are necessary.

Of course, there have always been many voices of opposition within the Ghenna campus.

The militant faction privately denounced Gehna's current institution as tyranny and centralization, ignoring their voices and their desire to not coexist with Trinity College.

But they could only curse in private.

Because the authority and strength of the new committee cannot be questioned,

More importantly, there is absolutely no doubt that the current people in power in Ghenna are obsessed with the peaceful future created by their husband.

In this changing era,

In this era where we are like walking on a tightrope but delicately maintaining the balance of power,