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

The sky was pale, and the white light fell. Tiny snow flakes floated in front of the dull blue eyes. Looking at the expressionless priest, I couldn't answer for a moment.

Hadremo died. No matter how hard we try, we still die. My one-way duel against "God" ended in defeat.

The voice belonging to "I" said mockingly in his heart. However, the body went against his thoughts, pressing his lips tightly and reluctant to speak.

Such an embarrassing look is like I am still alive and reluctant to admit failure.

"...Sure enough, your usual clever looks are fake. You are the real you now."

The sound of clothing rubbing sounded. Soon it disappeared into the quiet street like melting snowflakes. The blond priest leaned back in his chair, with lazy blue eyes looking at the empty front, "Speechless, silent and autistic. You are not a person who is afraid of failure. But all the failures so far Have become your stepping stones to success."

"Even if the failures are endless, victory will still be waiting for you in the end. As long as you don't give up."

Adam sighed softly. Yu Teng's bi-colored eyes were hazy in the white mist, "You have always believed so firmly... after all, you are just a stronger ordinary girl."

"So."

I stared at him with dead fish eyes and looked at him blankly. This look of compassion and compassion made me angry, and the restless "instinct" urged me to quickly choke him, "Do you want me to accept the setting of "Everyone has his life" and become an adult who is indifferent to life and death."

"Ah. Sure enough, the radical technique has a miraculous effect on you, Gadliche."

The holy voice has no emotional fluctuations. Adam put his hands around and said in a cool tone, "It's easy to admit failure. But trying to force you to completely surrender is still too late."

The black pupils shrank sharply. I looked at Adam with a look of disbelief and roared, "Fuck me so miserable?! Come again?!"

"...Calm down." The handsome priest twitched the corners of his mouth. Only plaster essence can do this ability to keep his face intact. "This time is good news."

"Heh. Could it be that Hardremer's disease was suddenly cured?"

"Yes."

"..."

I abruptly got up from the bench and looked at him with almost horror.

The winter sun is extremely pale golden. However, from Adam who was sitting calmly on the bench, a sacred light that almost dazzled people's eyes broke out in an instant.

"You must have gone to the medical school and asked the person in charge by the collar. The reason for the delay in the research of the disease."

Adam looked at me. Unbelievably, I could see the unfathomable depth from his expressionless handsome face.

"And there must be such a reason." Adam said, "Not enough cases."

There are only two cases of extremely rare terminal illnesses in the record. After this person dies, the body will turn into a world where the elements disappear, and even the remains cannot be completely preserved.

But are there really so few cases?

no.

"Thanks to you for driving the'map' to Baid. The people of this country can also ask me to take out the rubbish."

As if thinking of something bad, Adam Wannian's holy face turned black, "...then one of the people's wishes is that'God' can cure his daughter's illness."

The unknown disease does not know when it started. The body gradually weakened, and the skin became wrinkled like dry tree bark. Corresponding to the sudden change in appearance is an unstoppable cough even if it is severe enough to vomit and bleed.

The cause cannot be found, even the "name" of the disease is unknown. Ordinary hospitals for civilians cannot provide effective treatment at all, leaving expensive drugs day after day and high-end magic device rental fees that ordinary people simply cannot pay.

"Even if you are not decent, you are still the princess of a country. Born is destined to be rich or expensive for the people around you."

The handsome priest's unwavering voice gave a hint of pity, "However, as far as the people of the whole continent are concerned, you are only a minority. Most of the people who are plagued by disease are the ‘poor’."

However. The best hospital in all Baide, which gathers the country's top medical talents, is located inside the "academy". It is a place that does not receive anyone except students and nobles.

Ordinary patients are not received. And because of traditional ideological education and regulations, the doctors of the college are unwilling to treat outsiders. The "talent" that is extremely important to the country is polarized. Under the surface of equality and peace, this country is divided into two parts.

However, they forgot one thing.

In the face of disease. People are equal.

"...The expression that suddenly realized, it seems that I no longer need to continue talking."

Adam, with his back leaning on the chair, raised his head and smiled at me who stood up. The snow flakes in early winter refracted faint fluorescence. Just like his blue eyes.

"Yes. Gardrich. You didn't fail."

The priest said so surely. The sacred sound is like the bell of dawn.

"There is still something you can do. And the victory in this duel will ultimately belong to you."

…

When I followed the guidance of the magic device and returned to that place along the way I came, the blue and white knight was still standing there.

Today's snow is not big, and even if there is a tendency to gradually increase, it is only at the level of "snowflakes". But snow of this size has accumulated a layer on his aqua-blue hair top and white shoulders.

The sky darkens quickly in winter. It was only five or six o'clock that the whole world dimmed and turned into a gray area.

And in this world. Those ice-colored eyes were particularly conspicuous.

The taciturn knight stood where we were apart, watching me. He was neither close nor far away, he just stood still. The cold eyes staring at me can be called calm.

The street lights have not been turned on yet. To be honest, I was not surprised when I saw the hazy cold figure, after all, the head of the jellyfish Arnold has such a character.

"Sorry."

A short distance away, I bent down to Arnold without hesitation, and bowed to him frankly with a large bow at a standard of ninety degrees that should not exist in this continent, "Although it is because of Hardremer’s I'm in a bad mood...but I shouldn't be angry with you. This time I was too much, please forgive me!"

A man who is always by his side, a loyal and powerful knight. I yelled at him "Don't follow me!" I was a bit too much, even though the other party was KY first.

But he was just a human being who was just born five, ten, seven, years old and just like an infant who didn't understand human emotions! How can I blame him!

"Although very sincere. But you still blame me in your heart."

The ice-colored knight said like this, stretched out his hand and calmly patted off the snow on top of his head, "It doesn't need to be so. Out of the duty of a knight, I will never blame you."

Understatement but secretly emphasizes the "knight duty" or something... Ah. This person is really angry. Why did human beings learn to bear grudges without learning their beautiful characters?

"But you can overcome your bad temper and take the initiative to admit your mistakes for your own impulse."

The ice-colored eyes drooped slightly. Arnold patted the snow off his shoulders as he spoke, "It's rare. I accept your apology."

what. This is not KY anymore, right? Saying that it is Tsundere does not have the "cuteness" of Tsundere. This is a complete scumbag, Arnold, when did you become such a person?

"and."

The cold voice paused slightly. In the dim light, he turned his head and walked towards me.

"There is no pain and unwillingness in your eyes. Instead...the will to fight."

"You have something you want to accomplish."

The knight stood before me. I raised my head and looked at him who was already much taller than me for some time.

The indigo light fell on his hair, and the eyes hidden under the aqua-blue hair stared at me. His eyes were as cold as ice and as firm as ice. It doesn't make me feel uneasy, and even makes me laugh "tacitly".

"Please tell me." The ice-colored eyes were soft. The knight also smiled lightly, "No matter what. I will definitely do it for you."

…

This is the first day of Hadremer Perrem's death.

His body has been handed over to people from the Senate and will be properly buried in the near future. Is it worthy of being the last eldest son of the legendary nobleman "Perrelet"? Twelve old immortal Edwin actually saw eight today, and the remaining four were still unable to survive in the hospital bed due to irresistible reasons. After all, it is very troublesome to carry large magic guides, and medical magic guides are particularly expensive.

Around the hospital bed stood a circle of old people sighing and sighing. They knew very well the temper of the senior prince Baide and did not provoke him. The thin man sat quietly next to his best friend's body, thinking darkly in his heart.

Why did Hadremer die instead of these old things?

This man, who has insisted on atheism for most of his life, expected the existence of "God" for the first time. This way he can grab his/her collar fiercely and ask the question.

It is "the destiny cannot be violated." Or does "God" take pleasure in human suffering?

The messy thoughts flashed one by one, and they were all mixed together in the mind. The sky was dark when Edwin recovered. The noisy group of old flies has gone away. Instead, someone who Edwin knew well.

Gwen Perrelet.

Roz Roertun's biological brother, Hadremo's biological father. This old man with gray hair has long lost the cool temperament of the year, and replaced it with an unspeakable aura.

There is no light in the room and the light is dim. Edwin, who was too lazy to use the wizard, could only see that he was looking at Hadremer on the bed, but couldn't distinguish his expression.

But whatever his expression is. As a close friend of Hadremer, Edwin just wanted to say a word to Gwen.

"No brother and no son. Now you are completely alone. If there is a ‘God’, all this will be your retribution. Because you helped you 40 years ago for sin."

Bad words about yourself. Gwen didn't speak.

After watching quietly for a long time, he walked into the entourage from outside the door. After politely saluting to himself, he pushed Gwen away.

Dark eyes stared at the closed door. When Edwin turned his head, he saw a figure by the window.

"...Arnold?"

Although he couldn't see his face when he was carrying the light. But Edwin still recognized the person from the hair color. Faced with his doubts, Arnold did not speak, just raised his hand.

Then darkness suddenly came. With the belated pain, Edwin collapsed.

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As a junior, I live in **** every day when I hang three doors. x

The progress bar has been over the back, even more when you have time, don’t worry about it. [After all, it’s 85w and it’s over two chapters! 】

If there is no dimensional wall, Arnold = Adam > Arthur > mini dlc > Ace

If there is a dimension wall, Ace would like to praise x

[That’s right, the fake mother was given]

ps. The matter has reached this point. I have no idea about the bargaining spirit. There is a Buddha character in my head.

pss. Send a wave of benefits on Double Eleven. Remember to come when you come.

[After all, it must be true love to watch after being broken for so long]