All the Handsome Deep Well Ice Like Me [Western Fantasy]

Vol 2 Chapter 162:

The diamond-shaped ice crystals are surrounded by silver vines. It is like a blue and white flower bud that has not yet opened. Tie the same thin silver chain.

But as long as it is close enough. You will find that the entangled crystal is not pure ice color. That is a gradient from blue to white. It's just that the color is too clear and pure, like ice floes reflecting the sky.

It is the same color as Arnold's eyes.

This is the magic core of time and ice. This kind of complicated magical technology cannot be accomplished by me. Basically Edwin performed the knife himself, I just beat him.

And now the "guard" is complete. Old Antique is transcripting the final design drawings. The thin man sat at the long wooden table. The wide sleeves hung on the sides, moving slightly with the movements of his hands. And those dark eyes are looking down at the design drawing in his hand. Only when I work, the face that always looks like "You owe me money" will calm down.

Although I do owe him money now.

Lao Gu is worthy of being an experienced wizard maker. The drawing speed alone is much faster than mine. The ability to draw a straight line at random, or a circle at random is impossible to practice in a few decades.

When Old Antique was transcribing the design drawings, I adjusted the magic guide to prepare for the closing of the garden a few days later.

The time to adjust the magic guide is long and boring. I pretended to be bored and yawned loudly. Smash it, smash it, and chatted to Old Antique, "Doesn't it matter what you have been busy ‘guarding’? Isn’t there still time to stop to finish."

"It's not in a hurry for Shi's stop." Old Antique replied coldly. The pen in his hand still didn't stop, "It's that kid."

He turned his head and looked at me. With a sneer, "Every day I am in a posture of rushing to reincarnation."

"..."

For Edwin, I was silent for a while.

That's right. Arnold was in a hurry.

After the "guard" broke in the mid-term exam, he worked hard. But now it has become too much.

The always-faced boy is methodical no matter what he does. Although it can be said to be hard work, it is still not good to be leisurely between gestures.

Perhaps it is because of his natural and outstanding qualifications that he can learn everything quickly. It may also be because he has inexhaustible time for him to learn and grow slowly.

But this time is different.

The appearance of Ace made him aware of the irreparable gap between "talent" and "effort". It also made him understand the ruthlessness of time—perhaps time has been static for him as an artificial man. But for others, time is an irretrievable thing that flows forever.

Even if he is willing to wait. He can't afford to wait for the things he cherishes.

…I pursed the corner of my mouth. He asked in a muted voice, "Arnold is still pestering Teacher Sophie every day to practice?"

"Ah. Yes."

Edwin sneered. In a mocking tone, "It’s good to be young. Even if Sophie beats him cruelly, she can still practice with her again the next day. Nothing else, thanks to him Sophie finally has no thoughts to pester me. "

"but."

The corners of Old Antique's mouth twitched violently. The pen in his hand was snapped abruptly by him, "Don't let him go to my house to find me again! Don't stand at the foot of my bed like a ghost in the wee hours of the morning! Call me up to answer his questions. !"

"...Good, good!"

I quickly put a new pen into his hand. Holding his hand doglegly comforted, "I'll talk about him when I go back! Edwin, don't be angry! Drawing pictures is important. Drawing pictures is important."

A large group of Edwin academics who were still afraid of ghosts had a dark face and snorted heavily. But fortunately, my good attitude did not continue to be awkward.

And I just need a chance to find Arnold.

Although there is no abnormal performance. But after the magical array shattered and hurt me that day. Something has changed between me and him.

He became too silent. Although I would still show up next to my bedroom, at the entrance of the workshop, and pick up and drop off as if I was clocking in and going to work every day. But when I was talking nonsense with him on the road, they wouldn't respond to me with utterances like before.

Ok. good. Understood.

Since that day, Jellyfish’s language ability and his emotional intelligence have returned to before the age of three. In addition to these three words. There was only silence.

…I asked you to think clearly about what you have thought of me!

Several times I wanted to stand on tiptoe and grab the collar of this jellyfish for a death shake. It's best to shake the water out of this guy's head. Is my Gadriche's eloquence no longer good or my emotions are not sincere enough to convey my fiery steely determination to you. Why do you just don't understand! !

The emotions are roaring, and the heart is howling. Every time I stare at the water-blue head, I want to start. But reason told me that even if I did that, he would only miss my sight, and let me growl if he didn't fight back or cursed.

Then reply me at the end.

I am not strong enough.

…seriously. I now even have the heart to kill Ace.

I don't believe that this guy has the heart to want to be my knight. He just wanted to irritate Arnold with a bad taste. I don't know what kind of psychology it is.

But only I understand the suffering after this.

Arnold can only be silent if I don't speak. Fortunately, Old Antique gave me an excuse to find him. Finally there was a chance to strike up a conversation.

However.

"Yeah, I got it."

"..."

The ice-colored boy has a calm voice and a flat expression. And the conversation between us ended so briefly and happily. Although those clear eyes were staring at me all the time, I no longer had the motivation to speak.

Don't know what to say.

Suddenly, the time that was not enough has become longer. It will be closed for holidays in two days. Even if I didn't want to, I had to get busy.

Shit Edwin. Such important news can be delayed so far before telling me.

Bader College has two semesters a year. Each semester will take a big exam. After the mid-term exam, everyone breathed a sigh of relief regardless of whether the results were satisfactory. Even the Peder Academy, which has a profound and solemn style of study, was immersed in an atmosphere of joy and devotion at this time.

However, the excitement is theirs. I have nothing.

My heart has been hurt by my own rebellious knight. Desperate, I even went to find the man with the most fashionable haircut in all Baird. I hope he can point me to a maze.

However.

"Well-"

After listening to me briefly describe what happened. The man who was always as cheerful as the sun frowned, and replied in an embarrassed tone, "This kind of thing. I don't know what to do."

"…you're lying!"

Now that I don’t care about the image or not. Even in the middle of the square, he grabbed Hadremer's collar abruptly and shook it violently, "Aren't you the one who came alive from three or four Shura Fields when you were young!"

"Who told you that it was three or four Shura Fields! Gadli, please calm down first. Good."

I sniffed. Looking at Hadremer aggrievedly. I saw this sluggish man staring at me solemnly, and said seriously.

"It's obviously seven or eight."

"..."

Dislike, ridicule, and despise. Complicated emotions rushed to my heart, making my expression very distorted.

"Ah. There is no way. It is obligatory for me to help the ladies. But it seems that they have misunderstood something."

Hadremer sighed. After all, I coughed a few awkwardly under my faint fish-eye gaze. Seriously said, "Gadrich. With Arnold's love for you, it is impossible for him to hurt you."

"You will get hurt. This in itself shows that the situation at the time was beyond his control."

Hadremer stared at me calmly. Because of the sun's back. The slightly drooping red-gold eyes were enveloped in a dark shadow.

"Compared to you."

"His heart should be more hesitant and helpless."

Lips are slightly opened. The lips move slightly. Obviously want to say something. But I can't say anything.

Hadremer was right.

Compared to me, Arnold is the more painful one. I can also talk to Hadremer, Sophie, or even Old Antique.

But he has nothing.

"Gadrich. The human heart is a very beautiful thing. But it is also extremely fragile."

Hadremer whispered like this. Raised his hand and patted my head gently, "When you choose to be by his side even if you are alone, it means that he has nothing but you."

"That is deep loneliness."

"…but."

I whispered softly. The big palm is still gently pressing on the top of my head. I can only lift my head hard, and look at him hard across my arms, "Even so, I can't leave him alone... Even if it is pain and loneliness, it is a proof of life."

There can be no only happiness and happiness in life.

But if you don’t even have "heart"—

"We all believe this."

Hadremer patted my head lightly again, "Even if pain and happiness are equally divided, you can feel that life is worthwhile because of the happy part. Even if the final outcome is a tragedy. It can also be because of the past. Feeling comforted by memories."

"We all believed so."

I looked at Hadremer faintly. I saw him smile very lightly, but very brightly, "Whether it is you or Heron Oz. Or me."

"...Hadremo!!"

I looked at the man in front of me with a touch of emotion. Suddenly, I felt my eyes moist and my throat choked, and I couldn't help but sniffed fiercely.

And the man like the sun just sighed. Immediately rubbing his chin with green and scumbags, he said meaningfully, "But if you are really upset by Gadri, I still have a way."

…I was stunned, "What can I do?"

"Men. They are all animals full of jealousy."

"…what?"

"The more you get to this time, the more you can't get used to it. Gadrich." The old hooligan who wears the most fashionable hairstyle of Baide blew a sniffy whistle, "You have a good relationship and are handsome. Male friends. Go out and go around twice."

I am silly.

...Ashline?

The old hooligan pondered for a while, "It's best to be about the same size as Arnold. I like you. The kind that others can see at a glance."

…Isn’t that Ashirain!

"It's not good to do this!" I immediately exploded. My ethics does not allow me to do this, "Let’s not say whether Arnold has that kind of meaning to me! It's totally scumbag to use a boy who likes himself in this way!"

"Hey. Gardrich. You are young and don't know anything."

Hadremo sighed, "You will understand the mystery when you grow up. Now do as I said. There is absolutely no problem."

"..."

I was silent for a long time. Then he looked at him dubiously with a speechless face, "Are you sure??"

Hadremer nodded slowly to me.

Then the old **** assured him.

"Swear by my life. There is absolutely no problem."

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Let's get rid of this old thing that is not too big to watch the excitement (cough)

Your Uncle Hardremer is a master of emotions after all. The means are more.

Human heart does not completely mean good things.

The reason Arnold plays so many roles is not just because he is the hero.