Scene 508 Beloved

Ling looked at the people in the distance. ?

A few girls were chattering and collecting firewood in the woods beside the avenue. They were wearing thick cotton clothes and their faces were red from the cold, but laughter and laughter could be heard from far away from time to time.

The greatest and most real harm that war can cause to a country in a short period of time is the reduction of the young and middle-aged population. Eruin has experienced too many wars in just three years. Men have gone to the front line one after another, and only the elderly and women can be seen working in the fields.

But even in the most difficult times, people will not give up optimistic hope. In the winter of this year, more than 130 babies were born in the fir collar. For every family, these children symbolize the future.

On the land in the distance, the snow has erased the traces of war, burying all the pain and ugliness under the flawless white snow. The seeds of weeds are quietly waiting under the snow-covered soil, waiting for the coming spring to turn this place into a land full of vitality.

The tenacity of life sometimes lies in its smallness.

In the distance is the tall and tall figure of Valhalla. Even in winter, the green branches and leaves look like an emerald. It is rooted in the earth and slowly absorbs the magic power under the ground. There is a layer of light sparse clouds on the horizon, reflecting the sunset glow that looks like red fire.

"elder sister."

Ling turned back.

Lian wore a black fur coat with gold buttons and a furry collar that made her white face extra soft. The silver threads hung softly down the back of her head and gathered inside the hood. Qian, who had brought her over, knelt down and looked at the little girl with a gentle expression. He straightened her collar with his hands and said to the two of them: "I'm leaving first. There are many things to do in Mintai City. I'll be back tomorrow." Look at you.”

Lian nodded obediently.

"Ling, take care of your sister."

Ling also nodded silently.

"Sister Qian, we know you are very busy," Lian replied childishly, "We will take care of ourselves, thank you."

Akane smiled, and the red reflected the afterglow of the setting sun. She held the spear, held Tuolian's face with her hands, and looked at Ling with some concern, then she straightened up reluctantly, and turned around three times. Went into the forest. Before leaving, he turned back and waved to the sisters one last time, telling them to go back quickly.

Lian watched the mountain girl's back disappear into the woods, and the look on her face became lonely again: "Sister, do we still want to go find mom?"

Ling nodded.

"Why did mom leave us?" Lian asked, "Is it because we did something wrong?"

Ling grabbed her sister's cold hand and shook her head.

Lian lowered her head.

In the distance, several girls collecting firewood have entered the city together.

The dusk was getting darker, and dots of lights appeared in the city of Valhalla. In residential areas, the voices of mothers are calling their naughty children to go home. Smoke is curling up from the rooftops. Occasionally, one or two scolding voices are heard from the house. The orange light shines the silhouette of a warm family on the road. People were all on their way home in a hurry, and among the crowd—a sister firmly holding her sister's hand formed the entirety of this incomplete family.

In the distance, a woman watched this scene silently, holding one hand on the wall, her fingers unknowingly grabbing into the bricks.

"Why don't you go meet them?"

"You don't understand." Tiamas-Bai said calmly to the man on his shoulder.

"Why don't I understand," Root replied, "Aren't you just afraid?"

"I'm scared, so what?"

"But you are their mother. Do you know how long they spent looking for you in Madara? How much they suffered for this. They are just two little girls, Ms. Tiamas - they are yours. Daughter." Root didn't know where his anger came from, but he just felt that he couldn't remain indifferent.

"I have to leave eventually."

"How great. You have to leave eventually. I know what you are going to do. Aren't you the she-wolf?" Root said, "But since you are leaving,

Why are you here again? After all, you still want to see your daughters, right? But you see them, but they don't see you. "

The goblin prince turned back and looked at the woman: "You are fearless even in the face of death, but in the end you are afraid of facing your own daughter?"

A slight hint of emotion flashed in Tiamas's silver eyes.

She also turned back and looked at the little guy: "It hasn't been long since you were with that guy Brando, and you've already learned how to talk like that guy?"

"It's not because we have fought side by side that I don't care about you." Root snorted and turned his head away in dissatisfaction.

The wind is getting colder.

Snow began to fall in the sky.

The snow seems to be burying the world. Snowflakes the size of goose feathers dye the world white.

Ling turned the key and opened the door. She was about to stand on tiptoes to light the hanging lamp next to the door - but she suddenly stopped and looked at the bright lights inside the door in amazement. Her young silver eyes suddenly flashed with astonishment, a trace of confusion and a trace of fear. She suddenly took a step back, turned around and was about to run down the stairs, but she bumped into her sister.

Why couldn't Tiamas understand the meaning of that look.

It is such a deep love and such a deep hatred.

Her heart was pounding, and she had already reached her two daughters first and hugged them into her arms. Lian was completely stunned, and Ling struggled for a moment. This strong little girl, who had not even said a word in the face of hunger and cold, burst out crying. Her cry was so miserable that she even All the leaders on the left and right opened their doors to visit.

When these people saw Tiamas, they suddenly understood something. Because of Qian's instructions, they already knew the origin of these sisters. The older man's eyes fell on the two sisters tenderly, and he was happy for them. Some women even wiped away tears.

The undead cannot shed tears.

But Tiamasbai felt a slight warmth in his heart.

She could only murmur quietly.

"sorry Sorry……"

…

In the early morning light, the ice crystals on the branches have not yet melted. The soft snow fell silently on the ground, and in the dim canopy, there were occasional sounds of resident birds fluttering away from the canopy.

Several people stood in the cold wind.

Tiamas looked at her two daughters with longing eyes. The three days seemed to fly by in a blink of an eye. Before she could react, it was already the time of departure. How much she wanted to stay a little longer, but there were some things that she couldn't decide.

Ling and Lian stood quietly beside the Fire Claw Lizardman Lord Ropar, like two delicate dolls. Lian shed tears non-stop, while Ling looked much stronger. She pursed her lips tightly, held her sister's hand tightly, and looked at her mother with stubborn eyes without saying a word.

Tiamas suppressed the reluctance in his heart, withdrew his gaze, and said to Qian in front of him: "Thank you for these days, help me tell Brando that I owe him a favor, and I will give him a surprise. "

"Do we have to leave?" Akane asked unbearably while standing in the snow.

"Qian, you are a good girl," Tiamas looked at the soft-hearted girl: "I am very lucky that my daughters can meet you and Brando. Can I entrust them to you?"

Akane shook her head: "But what they need is their mother, Ms. Tiamas."

Tiamas forced a smile, with a very bitter look on his face: "To this day, what I regret most is my original paranoia and narrow-mindedness. If I could go back in time, I would definitely cherish everything I once had. Unfortunately, it has already been It’s too late, I chose to embark on this road, and now it can no longer allow me to turn back, and now I only hope that the road I have chosen can atone for my sins.”

Akane lowered her eyelids, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and she felt very uncomfortable.

She took a deep breath and understood that she could not change anything, then nodded and said: "I will, Ms. Tiamas, I will take care of Ling and Lian as my own sisters."

"Thank you, Akane," Tiamas breathed out, and the water vapor formed into white mist, making it difficult to see her expression clearly: "These three days in Fir Territory were the best three days in my life. I will always remember this time and remember my daughters - they will be different from me and their future will be different from mine."

She took a step back.

He took one last look at his daughters.

"Try to come back alive," Root suddenly said: "Isis and Dusk are not that scary. Nothing is unsolvable. At least we must have hope, Ms. Tiamas."

But Tiamas did not answer. She turned around decisively, leaving only a shadow of her cloak to everyone. Akane saw her hesitate for a moment at the edge of the woods, but disappeared into the darkness in an instant.

Lian finally couldn't help but bury her head on her sister's chest and sobbed softly.

Ling watched this scene silently.

Akane walked up to the two sisters, stretched out her hand with infinite compassion in her heart, and touched her sister's cold cheek. She could always find her own shadow in this somewhat indifferent girl.

With the warmth in her palms, the mountain girl said softly: "From now on, we are family."

Ling raised her head and looked at her.

The silver eyes were shining with tears.

"Is that okay?" Akane asked gently.

Ling bit her lip and nodded.

…

Countless iron men gathered into several torrents, traveling through the mountains and forests under the night.

From time to time, the light of the portal flashed on several hills, and more and more silver-robed mages were revealing themselves. Above the sky, groups of gargoyles were flying towards the west, forming several cluster formations at different heights. After the Iron Man passed by, there was an army of monsters, followed by a sparse number of six-armed snake demon governors and wind spirits whistling past from low altitude.

Finally, the earth shook, and giant figures appeared in the forest. These giant figures swayed in the valley, almost as high as the lowest hills.

Delphine watched the army silently from a nearby hilltop.

Ahead was Bansia, but the Bansia had been defeated by Jiu Feng's army - after the two armies merged, only the Sasards were left.

"I never thought you would come too." She turned around and said to Huang Huo and Fang Qi. Looking at the two people curiously: "Have the Gui Che and Yu Feng families reconciled?"

"There are still some frictions, but everyone agrees to join forces to fight against Dusk." Huanghuo replied softly: "This is the only opportunity for the nine Jiufeng families to stand together in hundreds of years. This is thanks to Mr. Fang Qi."

Delphine looked at Fang Qi.

"I convinced the elders to return to Jiufeng," Fang Qi said after a moment of silence, "Although there is some resistance, I believe what I saw more."

The prime minister's daughter knew that there must be more than just some resistance. It is destined that only after experiencing certain things can people grow up in such a short period of time - killing a lot of people, she sighed slightly.

In such an era, if you cannot change the times, you are destined to be changed by the times, and so is she.

There was some silence between the three of them.

Everyone is thinking about this question: What will people lose and what will they gain in this war?

There was a noise in the bushes behind them, which startled the three of them. They turned around and saw Ms. Silver Dragon walking out of the woods.

Mysriel's face was a little pale and she looked not in good condition.

"What's wrong?" Delphine knew it was something about the Dragon Clan.

"Lord Bahamut is dead," Mysriel replied: "After this war, the dragon clan may leave this continent. I am here to say goodbye to you -"

Delphine opened his mouth slightly.

This girl who only had ambition in her heart felt some strange feelings in her heart at this moment.

…

The moonlight shines in the woodland.

Standing by the pool, Medissa suddenly felt something. When she saw the face in the water clearly, her body suddenly froze.

She turned around almost tremblingly and looked at the person who appeared behind her.

Under the blue-gray cloak, the face that was somewhat similar to his own was holy and indifferent. His silver eyes looked at her silently, his expression always so indifferent, as if with a hint of innate pride; but how often At some time, the owner of this face was once the person she admired most, the most sacred shadow in her heart, her eldest sister, the eldest princess of the empire.

That was a question that had lingered in her mind for thousands of years.

Why--?

"Sister...sister?" The little elf princess's voice was trembling.

"Medissa."

"Is that you……?"

"It's me. Before I leave, I just want to come and see you. Brando should have told you," Tiamas looked a little lonely: "I originally found the immortal thing, but I didn't expect that you had already no need……"

Medissa bit her lip.

But her eyes flashed with disappointment, and she shook her head slightly: "This is not what I want, sister, you know."

But Tiamas made no answer.

After a moment of silence, Medisa asked softly: "That night at Fir Collar, was that person you?"

"yes."

"Why?"

"Eruin is too weak. I don't want to see you buried with some humans."

"Did you suddenly care about me?" Medisa's voice suddenly became excited: "But at that time, why didn't you take action? Answer me, sister, you didn't know, right?"

"No, I got your letter."

Medisa's weak body trembled: "...are they telling the truth?"

Tiamas nodded.

"——But why?" Medisa finally couldn't help but burst into tears. She almost lost her composure and shouted hoarsely: "I love you so much, sister, don't you know?"

Tiamas subconsciously took a step back.

She had never seen her sister like this - she was so good, so talented, and at that time, her radiance surpassed every one of them. But at this moment, Bai only felt that his heart was stabbed hard.

Only then did she realize how wrong she was.

"I'm sorry, Medissa..."

The little elf princess covered her face, knelt down, and cried bitterly.

A thousand years of questions finally have an answer.

Although she had suspicions in her heart, she unilaterally refused to believe that it was her most respected sister who took her own life. If all this is just a dream, then it must be the most terrifying nightmare.

"I'm leaving, Medissa." Tiamas looked at his sister and said, "I'm very relieved to see that you have escaped your cursed fate."

"I hate you," Medisa raised her head and looked at this woman with tearful eyes: "Do you know how much I hate you, sister?"

"I'm sorry, Metissa."

"I don't want to be sorry!" the little princess almost shouted: "Do you think that if you find something immortal, you can make up for the mistakes you have made in the past thousand years, sister?"

Tiamas looked at his sister silently and wanted to speak, but couldn't say a word.

"Please stay, sister, if you want to make it up to me—"

Looking at his tearful sister, for a moment, Tiamas felt almost desperate in his heart. A thousand years, a thousand years have left too deep a mark on her heart.

She walked gently to Medisa, hugged her sister, and whispered in her ear: "Medisa, I'm sorry, jealousy has blinded my heart, and now I regret it, but at least I haven't lost it forever. you--"

"...If everything could go back to the past, how I wish I could still have the most outstanding sister in the world."

"Sister..." Medisa sobbed: "You still have her..."

Tiamas gently wiped away her tears with her fingertips.

But she finally shook her head: "But I woke up too late, Medissa, there is no room to look back..."

"But why?" Medissa asked intermittently: "Wouldn't it be better to stay? No one will harm you. I will beg the lord to protect you."

"No reason," Tiamas stroked the silver hair on the back of her head with his hand, "I don't need anyone's protection, Medissa, although he is indeed a good man..."

"But I chose to leave," she replied softly, "because I love you."

When I wake up,

I still love everyone in this world.

I choose to leave,

Because the end of the road,

will be all hope.

That is a poem that is timeless in the darkness.

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