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

The news of Princess St. Enluth's escape from marriage was suppressed. Not only that. All the information related to the wedding that could almost be recorded in the annals of history disappeared in the spring sea breeze, as if it were a beautiful dream.

Although there is still confusion, I believe that with the passage of time, people will only remember that they ate well that day, played well, and slept well. The clusters of gypsophila on both sides of the stone avenue are very beautiful.

Time will eventually take away everything. Waiting for the truth to be revealed many years later, people will only be embarrassed.

Humans are such forgetful creatures.

"I was wrong. The golden lion head is indeed more open-minded than I thought. Although the stalker looks ugly, but in the end he let go cleanly."

The handsome priest is bathed in platinum light, and there is no mercy holiness in every word. It looked like a **** ruthlessly mocking human stupidity. But I know that Adam is a rare praise of others, sincerely.

"Ten years of waiting, ten years of anticipation, ten years of love, ten years of persistence."

"In the end everything disappeared in silence."

"Isn't it the hardest thing for people to give up forever?"

"At this point. I commend him."

"...Don't look at me with that look. I won't regret it."

Strongly holding Adam's gaze like an epic scumbag, the corners of my mouth twitched and said dryly.

"I will never forget him. No matter more than ten years or decades later. I will never choose to forget Arthur Yinglan."

It's not so much like, love-like emotions. It's better to say it is longing.

Longing for those sea-blue eyes. Strong and gentle smile. Always reliable back.

But people need to grow. No one should hide behind someone and live by relying on someone's tenderness.

I took a deep breath and calmed down. He raised his head and stared straight at those slightly squinted blue eyes with no expression, and said without ups and downs, "That. What about Arnold's news-look at me with this kind of eyes, I really beat you."

Under my very real threat, Adam looked away silently, "I don't know. I'm probably still being crushed in St. Enluth's Castle-see what's going on with the trash-like eyes."

"...The archive point? Hello!!"

Adam slapped something directly on my face. I was so frightened that I screamed, and when it fell down, I caught it in a hurry.

It was a good quality paper, even trimmed with gold edges. There are swashes like flying on it. I squinted and took a closer look. I found that it says-

[After all, that's the kid I saw when I was young. So allow me a little revenge~]

From the lines between the lines, you can clearly feel the mean upturned tail sound-only one person can speak like this.

My face is dumb. Move the line of sight from the flower body to Adam's face.

The dignified and sacred priest "tsk" with a blank face, "The goddess' influence on the world has been reduced. So he took the opportunity to directly lock the space of the archive point."

"..."

I did not speak. Emotionally stable, fold the paper in half and tear it apart.

[Here is the shielding of excessive language] Merlin.

"Is there a way to unlock it?"

After a cordial greeting to Merlin's mother, I asked like this.

"No." Adam put his hands around his chest without thinking.

I warmly greeted Merlin's father again in my heart.

Can. very good. I put all the magic core and money in the archive point. This time, he could only survive on the sponsorship money given by the earl. I don't believe Adam has money in his pocket.

"...Speaking of which now."

I followed the example of Adam with my hands around my chest, frowning and scanning him critically, "The power of the goddess has weakened. The archive point has been blocked again. Adam, is it useless for you to guide the npc?"

The blond priest still looked calm. It's like a sculpture without a soul in an art gallery.

"... I lost to you."

I sighed like admitting defeat, and lowered my head. After a while, he mustered up his courage. He raised his head and looked at his green eyes earnestly.

Time left no trace on him. but I know. The ten years that the two have spent together are truly real.

Although always quarreling. Although there is always mutual loss. Although sometimes angrily can't wait to kill him.

but--

"It's great to have you by your side."

The light words are almost the same as the wind. But I'm serious.

Against my very serious gaze. The handsome priest did not speak. Those unmechanized eyes shone in the platinum-gold sunlight. Just like the most beautiful glass beads in the child's memory.

Sometimes I worry that the language is too poor to express my feelings.

But if it was Adam. I believe he must understand.

However.

After a moment of silence. The blond priest raised a little thumb and dug his ear in front of me. Then uttered a single syllable full of doubts.

"……what?"

I didn't say much. Just staring at him blankly with dead fish eyes.

"What did you just say?"

"No. I just fart." I replied emotionally.

Adam returned a look that "worthy of you". Then he stood up from the bed while patting his robe, and walked straight out.

"Hey!" I quickly got up from the chair and trot after him, "Where are you going?"

"Of course it's back to Saint Enluth."

Adam did not stop. Just tilted his head and stared at me who was right next to him, "No matter how you wave outside. The movement of Saint Enluth is always to be monitored."

I was stunned. Then his eyes gradually moistened, "Adam, you really—"

"Yes."

The handsome priest grinned at me. The mocking effect on his plaster face almost doubled with this non-smiling expression.

"After all, I'm very curious what will happen to you in the end."

really. It is better for Adam to be buried in the soil.

...

When Ace finds me. I sat on the bench in the church with no expression on my face. The seated figure is very honest, even with artificial hands folded on top of the thighs.

The red swagger coat looks out of place in the white church. Even the priest who had bowed his head in silent chanting behind the teaching station couldn't help but raised his head and glanced at him. But fortunately, the man was still honest, just sat down beside the girl in the cloak.

The red light mixed with the passing sparks spread out around the two of them. Ace directly threw a large bag of things into my arms.

"...Why did you buy so many salted fish?!"

As soon as I opened the bag, I spit out loudly without hesitation at the pile of soy sauce-colored dead eyes. It seems that Ace still has a certain understanding of me. A soundproof barrier was arranged early.

"Because I'm going to take a boat to Beluchis soon. Of course I need to buy some snacks."

Hands in black leather gloves reached directly into the bag in my arms, and took out a stiff and straight dried salted fish. I followed the retracted hand like a rusty head turning one by one. Finally watched Ace silently and held it in his mouth. The stiff tail wiggled up and down as he chewed.

"It happens to be selling this on the dock. I bought a pack."

I picked up the heavy bag in my arms. I remembered the bad news that Adam had just told me. Finally couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of water.

"How much did it cost...?"

The crimson Yu Guangsui turned to me, and Ace replied bluntly, "Don't worry. I bought it with private money."

Ah~ I have never felt that Ace's voice is so sweet. It would be great if he could make more noises like this. Sure enough, men are the most handsome when they pay.

I breathed a sigh of relief. A piece of dried salted fish was taken out of the bag. I followed Ace and held it in his mouth.

"Huh? Where's Adam." I heard Ace ask next to me.

"He has returned to Saint Enluth."

Although the dried salted fish is really stiff, the strong soy sauce and spice flavor is still great. It is a taste that cannot be experienced in Saint Enluth, who likes fresh and fruity flavors.

And St. Enlus unexpectedly likes to work **** the appearance of the food. There is absolutely no such thing as "death gaze".

"Ah. By the way, you know what Gadriche."

I looked at Ace suspiciously. The man who had a good mouth and had eaten a whole salted fish seemed to have suddenly thought of something, and pointed to the bag, "The fish used to make dried salted fish is called bigeye locally."

"……what?"

"Because you see. His eyes are indeed much larger than those of ordinary fish."

Ace leaned back in his chair, relaxing. The red eyes stared aimlessly into the distance, as if sharing some anecdote, his tone was somewhat lazy and brisk, "It seems to be related to its habits."

"In order to find the sparkling magic ore on the bottom of the sea, super-large eyes have evolved. As a result, they can only live under the dark water because they are too big. Once they are fished out, they will instantly become blind and stiff."

Some wickedly funny Hara knight smiled. I said a word that people in this world may not understand, but I understand very well.

"That's the so-called death by seeing the light."

"Thank you." I twitched my lips. "Thanks to you, I have learned useless knowledge again."

"Haha. It's useless, but it's fun."

"The so-called travel is like this."

Ace smiled heartily. Bright light shone on him through the open window of the church. There was a boyish smile on the handsome side of his face.

I've felt it before. Although Ace is paranoid and distorted most of the time. But sometimes it is simple and sunny like a child.

"... Then let's stroll around the pier later." Maybe it was infected by this hearty smile. I said to Ace's rare "indulge", "Is there any weird food and play you can buy."

"Oh?" Ace glanced at me with red eyes, pretending to be surprised, "I thought you would only show the expression of wanting to die when you are with me."

"where."

It seems to be true to each other. I looked at Ace as lovingly as the sister of my brother who was playing in the mud in open crotch pants.

"This little request. I'll still agree to it."

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I came back alive after the baptism of big homework-internship-opening report-looking for a job.

The specific hardships are not mentioned. I believe you will understand in the senior year.jpg

The good news is the winter vacation! I can finally get better every day [vomiting blood]