People in Mond, arrogant sun, not hated

The boy raised his head and breathed with difficulty.

In the blue sky, a pure white dove flies to the distance, and I don't know whose thoughts are pinned on it.

"But anyway—"

Timmy clenched his fists towards the sky and smiled contentedly.

She said with a smile.

"Father, I surpassed you."

You don't have to worry about the road ahead, I will go on by myself.

and so--

Goodbye, father.

This is the last time I said it.

And... goodbye, my cowardice.

She smiled and fell asleep peacefully, her raised right hand hanging down.

At this time, a breeze blew by, and when the wind stopped.

In the palm of the clenched hand, a blue-green God's Eye gleamed.

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Chapter 324: Son: Elmes, you don't have to care

"Dadalia, open your eyes, I'm Shafulin."

In the chaos, a voice broke through the darkness.

"Hoo-tsk!"

As if rushing out of the water when he was about to run out of oxygen, the young master suddenly opened his eyes, gasping for breath while staring at the strange ceiling above his head.

The gentle voice came with some surprise.

"Why do you wake up as soon as you say this, how do you feel, are you awake?"

Elmes gently put down the book in his hand, and stretched out a hand to greet the young master.

"By the way, don't move around, your injury is still serious."

The young master blinked his eyes, reluctantly wanted to get up, but the pain from all directions still made him take a deep breath.

"Ermes... Tok, how is Tok?!!"

The son's first concern is naturally his precious brother.

"Don't get excited, don't get excited, except for the knee bruise that has been healed, your brother is fine. On the contrary, it's my stupid apprentice, and the injury is close to yours."

Elmes subtly pointed at the little mummy lying next door who was still awake.

Son:? ? ?

What's the matter with this kid?

After learning that Toke was fine, the son finally let out a long sigh of relief, then he looked at the darkness outside the window and asked.

"It's...it's the Sea Lantern Festival, isn't it?"

"It's nothing like that, it's just that night now."

With such a serious injury, even after sleeping for a day and a night, he didn't think it was too much, but Elmes waved his hand casually and folded his snow-white long legs.

"It's the luck of the misfortunes. After we got the news, we rushed over directly. By the way, we also brought the coconut sheep hiding in the mountains to fish, and a lot of incredible guys in the team. After several treatments It directly pulled you back from Naihe Bridge."

Three gods, two immortals and one sun, this is an epic healing team that can pull you back from the walnut as long as you still have breath.

"If nothing else happens, now you only need to lie down for another half a month to stand up again."

"Ah! Going to the hospital again—oh."

It always feels like it hasn't been long since the last hospitalization.

It's annoying that he's going to be out of fights for a while again—

and many more!

"I changed back?!"

He just realized.

Elmes nodded and said.

"Well, after spraying it seven times, it finally turned white. I even took a picture of your female body. Would you like to take a look?"

The young master blankly gave her a blank look, and then looked at Elmes with subtle eyes.

"Then why haven't you changed back? Are you really used to this body?"

"It's just for those who are more urgent to use it first, and the thing will break after being used a few times, and then it needs to be repaired again. In short, it takes a lot of time, so I plan to use this time to talk to you."

The long dark golden hair shone brightly under the warm candlelight, and there was a somewhat complicated expression in the purple pupils.

Rarely, Elmes no longer smiled, lowered his head and said weakly.

"Sorry, I hurt you again."

There is no doubt that the life and death crisis that Young Master is facing today must have the influence of her curse.

Misfortune entangled with cause and effect and turned into a blade trying to make Dadalia disappear. When she was unconscious at all, everything was trying to take the life of her friend.

She doesn't make excuses, she really hurt the people she cares about.

Her face was bathed in the shadow of bangs, and the light in Violet's pupils was rare dimmed.

The young master looked at her, sighed speechlessly, narrowed one eye and pretended to be relaxed and said.

"Don't show such an expression. It doesn't suit you at all. The subtle feeling is quite disgusting. I can't count the number of times you tricked me. It's just on the verge of life and death. I'm used to it."

But this time, the words of low EQ failed to induce Elmes to fight back full of anger.

She looked up at him with a helpless smile.

"Yeah, I don't need to pretend to be strong, or if you can grab me by the collar and scold me like a normal person, I will feel more relaxed... I don't need to be comforted by a wounded person Oh me."

Looking at that uncomfortable smile, a kind of emotion arises spontaneously from my heart.

Alas~ It's really unbearable.

"Ermes, I feel like today is a really good day."

"what?"

Hearing this rather stupid speech, Elmes tilted his head cutely for a moment, then patted him with a sullen expression.

"You changed the subject?"

"No, this sentence comes from the heart."

The young master tried to smile, but the muscles at the corner of his mouth made half of his face hurt again, and he gasped again.

But even so, he still smiled meaninglessly.

"After being affected by that spray, I experienced for the first time how the weak, or those normal people, think about fighting."

"Is it scary?"

"Yes, it's scary."

The young master closed his eyes as if recalling the situation at that time.

"The legs are weak, the blood is stiff, the thinking is confused, and I don't even know where to look. For a strange person like me, this is an unprecedented experience. For the first time, I realized that the battle turned out to be a battle. A painful thing."

To use an analogy, fighting was like playing a game to him, pain, tension, and danger were all just part of the game.

Naturally, he couldn't understand the thoughts of normal people because he was born abnormal, just like normal people couldn't understand his thoughts.

Elmes didn't reply immediately, because she knew that the son hadn't finished speaking.

Recalling the feelings at that time with the current thinking is really complicated, but even so, there are still things that can be confirmed.

The son spoke with clear and straight eyes.

"But after experiencing this pain this time, I understood the "courage" of those fighters who are clearly afraid but still stand up. This is a unique experience for me who regards fighting as fun."

There are several times in his life that he can see his experience from a completely opposite perspective. Although he can't express it in words, he has indeed gained something in this twists and turns.

"Ermes, I feel from the bottom of my heart that today's experience is really great. Although it may not be as good as you, I feel... I seem to be closer to being truly powerful."

The stiff fingers slowly curled into fists, and they were clenched tightly with will.

Elmes watched him quietly, then——

She exhaled deeply.

"Although I have known it for a long time, you are still an incredible weirdo...One day, you may not be as lucky as today, and you will no longer consciously think about the so-called progress and growth. You may really Will usher in the end without mercy, even so, don't you care?"

But when he heard this question that contained complicated emotions, the young master laughed out loud.

"Hey! I'm still very serious about this sentence."

Elmes speechlessly stretched out a finger and poked his right cheek, causing half of his face to twitch and stop laughing wildly.

The young man sighed deeply.

"Ermes, you don't have to worry about it."

He suddenly said this.

"what?"

"For me, Dadalia, all the hardships and dangers that fate has given me are the sharpening stones for my success. Speaking arrogantly, Elmes, including you, is the same."

The son's eyes are burning with the flame of ambition, which is a firm belief that is not afraid of any future.

"Since I chose this path, I have never felt confused about my future. I believe that one day I will become the sharpest knife. If it breaks, it is only because I am not strong enough. I will do everything I can Accept it frankly."

"I am such a person, so what about a mere life-and-death crisis, meeting you brings me motivation and fighting far beyond these, if the curse on your body wants to break me and force me to turn to panic and run away, then I would rather never look back."

The son forcibly moved his body, stretched out his fist at Elmes, and showed the same aggressive smile as usual.

"Ermes, I'll say it again, you don't need to care, I have never been afraid or flinched."

and so--

He looked at the sun and said with a smile.

"Anyway, please don't regret meeting me."

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"Oh, you—"

Elmes smiled with a subtle look in his eyes.

"Comfort people with lines from her novels in front of the author, you really don't think I can't read them, do you?"

"Well, after all, I just watched it recently, how are you doing, have you cheered up?"

Elmes patted his legs and stood up, humming softly and laughing.

"of course?"

"really?"

The two reached out and lightly clenched fists.

This is a contract of friendship between two people.

And when the fists parted, Elmes suddenly narrowed his eyes and spoke with great interest.

"Although it sounds weird to me, what you said is still quite heroic. If I wasn't the author and was a real girl, I might have been attacked by what you said just now, um, As expected of a manuscript written by me.”

The young master looked at this sad beauty speechlessly, when he was about to speak.

He suddenly felt a sight full of killing intent focused on himself, making his body shudder subconsciously.