Chapter 132

"It's not true. I heard this from a friend."

"That person must have some regrets about not being able to complete it, right?" For some reason, Fearon always felt that these words were very touching, and he felt an inexplicable sense of urgency in his heart.

"That's probably it."

"....It would be great if it could happen."

"That's what I thought too."

Both Laerne and Zanze are people he is familiar with and are also his friends.

And he also sincerely hopes that his friends and people around him can live their lives well and without regrets.

............................

After this topic was over, the walk to the dormitory became dull.

Feilun didn't seem to know what he was thinking, and kept his head lowered, but he suddenly opened his lips halfway:

"Master Ash, you are very gentle and reliable to everyone you know, and everyone trusts you."

"is that so?"

"But a long time ago, and now Mr. Ash, they have said more than once that we must beware of demons...right?"

"Is that so? But what's wrong now? Besides Fulilian, are you also saying this?" Ashus stopped unconsciously and looked at the girl next to him in confusion.

Feilun tightened her grip on her skirt, slowly raised her head, and showed a smile that looked like she was crying for some reason:

"...I am an evil magician. This is how you introduced yourself to me for the first time, right?"

"What happened when you suddenly said this...?"

"You are a demon, but you are different from most demons... That's why you keep saying this, hoping that I can be wary of demons, right?"

"I guess so."

"In that case...when that day comes, won't you be very lonely?"

"This sentence...why does it feel so familiar?"

The familiar words touched Ya Xiu's mind inadvertently, and the fragments of the past slowly dispersed like a mist.

As if he had crossed the barrier of time and space, he vaguely saw the vague figure of his first friend in that distant era, the old friend, which seemed to quietly overlap on the figure of Feilun.

"Speaking of it, it seems...that it was called Cathy?" In a daze, he recalled the name that he had forgotten at some point.

"....Cathy?"

"A long time ago...the name of your ancestor." Ash smiled with a hint of melancholy.

"Cathy...?" Fearon whispered the name softly, with complex emotions surging in his heart: "Is it because of this ancestor that you adopted me?"

"...That was true in the beginning. She was my first friend." There was a hint of imperceptible bitterness in Ash's words, but he forced a smile on his lips.

"Have you...forgot? About that person? And...have you forgotten his name?"

"Feel sorry....."

"I'm not blaming you, because...it must have been a long time, right?" Fearon's eyes were inexplicably gentle, as if he could see into people's hearts.

However, at this moment, such tenderness made him feel a little uncomfortable, and he could only look away silently:

"It's been more than five hundred years, right?"

"....Really? I'm sorry, Master Ash."

"What happened?"

"I have left you alone for so many years...if the ancestor knew about it, he would definitely be very sorry, right?" Fearon raised his hand and gently touched his head.

"...There is nothing to apologize for, and I don't think there is anything. In the end, neither Cathy nor you have any need to apologize. It would be better to say that this way of apologizing is the first time I have encountered it."

"How could it be possible? Master Ash used this method to comfort me in the beginning."

"Because at that time, you were like an ice cube... I didn't know what to do." The old thing was brought up again, but there was only a distressed look on his face.

"I'm sorry, Master Ash."

"What happened again?"

"....Just wanted to say this."

You actually let you take care of me who has such a short life - Feilun couldn't say these words, and other words he originally wanted to say were swallowed back at this time.

But even so, she still gently grasped one of his fingers, unable to give up the warmth at her fingertips and the long-standing attachment in her heart no matter what.

............................

............................

During the conversation between the two, Fulin Lillian, who had been woken up by the noise, wanted to go back to sleep, but couldn't sleep again and missed opening her eyes. Given the opportunity, I could only try to close my eyes and pretend to sleep, but I was troubled by the atmosphere.

What should I do? Why do I feel like I have become redundant? This atmosphere... is so uncomfortable! ——Listening to their voices, Fulian felt as if she had eaten a mouth full of sand. She felt inexplicably depressed and uncomfortable.

It's a pity that I was forced to listen to the end... Why am I so depressed and bitter? That's of course because - she doesn't like bitter stories.

And listening to the conversation between the two, she always felt as if there was another story that would end in the same bitter way, which... she hated even more.

But they were not sent back to the annex, but to a room in the palace.

And Fuli Linglian, who was alone in the middle of the night and occupied one or two rooms, sat up silently from the bed after they all left.

Recalling the conversation between the two, she unconsciously showed a helpless smile and sighed softly: "It's just like what Philen said, no matter what his identity is, Ash is still Ash..."

It's that story, it seems that there is some other deep meaning, a little difficult to understand, but she doesn't want to understand it now.

But at least... Ash's nature has not deceived her, and it's enough for her to find this out.

It doesn't matter if the rest of the things are discussed later? - She is like this Thought.

At the same time when Fulilian was staring at the moonlight outside the window, on the other side... there was an uninvited guest in Ash's room in the middle of the night.

Aura stood in front of his door with her arms folded across her chest, staring at Ash, who was drinking alone, with an unhappy look, and said arrogantly as usual:

"I hate that human."

"... Ferren is a good kid." He said casually without raising his head.

"I know, so I hate it."

"Why?"

"The human's 'one day' has come, are you going to mourn her? After all, you are a demon, and that human is just a human. No matter how many words overlap, the two races are always different from beginning to end. It may be compatible, you are just asking for trouble. "

"Asking for trouble...?" He looked up with a hint of surprise.

That look made Aura very unhappy: "What's wrong? This look."

"....I really didn't expect that one day you would say such a thing."

"Hmph, Ling Zhimeng is $temporarily 1 ball suit Yiguai, and asking you to hand over the magic controlled by V Mind I is just a strategic idea of ​​Fawu. ⑨"

Dad

"....Since you have been peeping at the side just now, you must have seen that it is not magic, and you don't feel good, and..."

"——But only magic can explain her ignorance. "Awu Ra interrupted him and insisted on his own opinion.

"I thought you had improved, but you still speak as harshly as before."

"What's wrong?"

"No, just talking."

Ash said nothing, just shook his head gently, and then put his eyes on the wine glass again.

And just looking at Ash who was indifferent, Aura had an unspeakable feeling of anxiety and unhappiness.

She stood there for a while, and seeing that Ash had no intention of paying attention to her, her irritability was like a piece of dry wood that was ignited, but in the end... she just slammed the door and left with the irritability and depression that she didn't understand.

The ruin of Flillian Golden Country and the Empire : Chapter 1 The Journey Restarted·Demon Sealing Mine·Poisonous Dragon·Golden Town

Aura slammed the door and left with a "bang!". The sound was like kicking the door open when she came, irritating the eardrums, and there was no manners at all.

But at this moment, Ash couldn't blame her, and didn't know what to say... He was just a little helpless.

Just when he was worried about whether he should say something to Aura, half of Philen's head appeared from the door that was not closed, and even only one eye was exposed, observing the room, or his situation.

The inexplicable shrinking and hesitant look made him laugh:

"... It's really lively here tonight, what's wrong with you? If you have something to say, just come in directly."

"Um... Lord Ash."

"What?"

"Your... sister? She seems very angry?" Philen walked into the room carefully with a strong sense of guilt, and was so dejected that he didn't even dare to look at him: "... And it's all my fault, right?"

"Come to think of it... You don't know her name yet?"

"Ah, yes, you haven't told me yet..."

"Well... it's better not to know."

Compared to other demons, Aura's reputation is quite big. If he tells others about it, people will probably doubt that his cooperative relationship with the kingdom is not so sound.

Also, he just said that he has a cooperative relationship with the kingdom. If he tells others about Aura's name now, it will be quite troublesome if people know that he obeys magic.

Although some of the great demons' appearances were recorded in books, Aura was one of those people who had a great reputation but did not take action on her own, so her portrait was not exposed at all.

If he said Aura's name now, wouldn't it be a slap in his face instantly? .... At least now he really couldn't say it.

But to Philen, this statement inevitably had a different explanation, such as... Aura hated her, so Ash didn't want them to have too much contact and understanding to avoid further conflicts.

This also made the guilty expression on her face become particularly vivid.

After all, although Aura herself didn't quite understand what the source of her irritability was, Philen was a human being and a girl, so she was very sensitive to it.

Just by eavesdropping nearby, she could clearly understand what Aura was worried about... She was also concerned about it.

And Ash saw that she seemed to be about to cry, so he put down his glass unconsciously and smiled helplessly:

"Don't worry about that guy. Although she said she hated you, it's definitely not the case. It's just that she has that kind of personality, and she was upset for a while. In fact, she still likes you very much."

"....Really?" This unexpected statement made Philen's eyes more bright.

"This.........." The girl's subconscious questioning made him silent for a long time.

At this moment, he really didn't understand. Wouldn't it be better to just follow this sentence? After all, it was just a casual remark for comfort, why did he take it seriously? Because, isn't this obviously a social etiquette?

Isn't it that the elders at home always say this when they are polite? How can you take it seriously? How can this be true after all? Aura has a bad attitude towards everyone, and she is full of malice. Aura is the one who is talking about her, and she is a demon, right? Is it a joke to be kind to humans? At least I have never seen it. At most, she can be better to Linie, right? Even her attitude towards me has always been very bad!

——Phiren's inexplicable concern made him feel awkward and headache...but he couldn't stop complaining in his heart.

But facing the gaze that gradually changed from expectation to disappointment as he was silent, he still nodded his head: "...Really?"

"——Why did you keep silent for so long after you said it yourself? And you deliberately didn't look at my gaze???"

The attitude was too strange, even if Philen, who trusted him very much, found it difficult to believe it at this moment.

And he had already said it, so he could only bite the bullet and put on a positive attitude, saying with certainty: "Putting aside the facts...Actually, she is a very good person, uh...I mean the devil."

"Putting aside the facts, what can we talk about?" The strange speech, no matter how firm it was, still made Philen's face darken.

But he spread his hands and threw out a meaningless concept: "Ideal, right?"

"Why?" Philen's face was completely dark.

"Because there is no fact to discuss, we can only talk about ideals... But what can I do? I am helpless!"

"... Didn't you raise her? Why don't you have confidence in the child you raised?"

"... It's because you raised her yourself, so you don't have confidence." He stood up with a long sigh, stretched out his hand to stroke Philen's head, and said earnestly:

"You are still young and don't understand the dangers of the world. When you grow up, you will understand how dangerous this world is and how hard it is to find light."

"Sorry... I don't understand what you are talking about at all."

This series of sobbing and reasoning made Philen frown and look puzzled, and even suspected that it was not because of his low understanding and stupidity.

However...

"Don't mind me, because I just thought of something and just said it casually. If you understand me, I will be very troubled."

"Huh? What? Master Ash... are you kidding me?"