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Chapter 1286 Chapter One Thousand Two Hundred and Eighty-Three · "TE·Would a wingless bird grow flesh and blood because of you?"

But Fuen shook his head:

"What I mean is... the sacrifice was not successfully offered. The goddess of life has arrived. If we don't want to violate the [rules]... we must make up for the sacrifice."

"Tianyu has a distinguished status, so she cannot be a sacrifice, otherwise she will suffer revenge from the sky plane. But Aini's worthiness is very low, so she cannot be a sacrifice. So it seems that there is only one person left."

"Say." He raised his head and stared at Su Mingan with bright eyes:

"...Isn't that loser lucky?"

Su Mingan opened his eyes slightly.

Vonn smiled and held the broken knight's sword in his arms, the white source of life surrounding him. He seemed to have realized his fate, and the smile on his face was filled with anger and hatred.

"It seems like I've gotten nothing in my life."

"Everyone says that little Prince Vonn was born in a honeypot. He has a noble status, the love of his parents, and the loyalty of a knight."

"As a result, in the end, I had nothing left."

He stroked the broken knight's sword and touched the hilt with his forehead. There is the place where the palm of his hand is grasped, and his knight has protected him with his sword for more than ten years.

But it turns out that it's not protection, it's just raising a sacrifice.

Towards the end, the knight's eyes were fixed on Si Que, unable to see him. He was like a clown amusing himself, expecting the stage lights to shine on him and stage a farewell performance in a life-and-death battle with the betrayer knight.

But the spotlight belongs to someone else, and he has nothing. When the stage was over, it was his turn to go to the execution ground, as insignificant as he was.

With the knight's sword on his forehead, he seemed to hear the beating heartbeat more and more, one after another... He remembered that when he was eight years old, he was rescued. The knight smiled and asked him to listen to the heartbeat in the armor, and promised this A heart will always beat for him.

But in the end, the knight's sword pierced his heart and made him step onto the altar.

The story between the goddess and Sique is full of songs and tears, intertwined with love and hate, tender and exciting. But the story between the goddess and him was boring and boring, only blind deception, and he foolishly thought that there would be someone in this world who would love him no matter the cost.

yes. Did he really think that the goddess would like an arrogant, confident, and irritable prince? Was it the moonlight song played by Qi Jue in piano class that confused him? Or were the sunflowers planted together in the garden confusing him?

Eighteen years of getting along day and night, fist-fighting vows - how can a god feel pity for humans?

"yes,"

"He told lies."

His voice became hoarse, and there was something stuck in his throat:

"...But I took it seriously."

Su Mingan took a step forward.

He saw a radiance emerging from Fern's body, and it turned out that the knight's sword Fern was holding was a sacrificial tool - his behavior of holding the blade was not a memory, but a sacrifice.

"There's nothing I can do about it, I'm a selfish ghost." Vonn was always looking at the knight's sword, as if he was talking to the air:

"I wanted that arrogant loser Aini to be the sacrifice, but that loser was so rubbish and didn't even have the slightest compatibility when he first came on stage. So it had to be me."

"I really want to run away. It's best to throw away all responsibilities and run away. It doesn't matter even if the entire world of the undead is wiped out by the rules. I am just such a timid guy. I was raised to be selfish, but I am following the rules. Within the scope of involvement, there is no way to escape.”

There is no escape.

Everywhere he looked there was a dead end, and his knight had pushed him there with his own hands.

Then, he looked at Su Ming'an and said happily: "Idol, I like you so much. My room is full of your books."

Su Mingan said: "Do you want an autograph?"

Vonn: "I only want one wish, idol."

Su Mingan: "...you say."

Fuen is a prince, what can he wish for? Do you want a grand burial after death, ask Su Mingan to protect the country, or ask for some special props?

By the way, Fuen said that his biggest wish is to have Si Que pat his head...

Su Ming'an took a step forward, raised his wrist, and was already planning to touch Fu En's head.

But the young man lowered his eyes and said with a smile.

…

"My wish is..."

"If there is even the slightest possibility...can you still...write about Qi Jue in the future?"

…

He gave up his own wish and chose Qi Jue's wish.

No one ever tried to save him.

But the goddess does.

Even if love is just false deception, this love does accompany his barren life and water him with falsehood.

Su Mingan didn't expect Fu En to make such a wish.

"He just took the wrong path. He just misses you too much. Give Him another chance and please write Him out again... I don't know the principle of your creators, but the erased words can still be written again. , the erased name can be transcribed again...can you?" His eyes were slightly bright, and his short golden hair was surrounded by a layer of orange-red light. His legs were shaking due to exhaustion.

"I don't know." In the end, Su Mingan could only give this reply. He really didn't know, this was not a skill he had mastered yet: "...I don't know."

Vonn said: "It doesn't matter."

He didn't force it, he just lowered his head and kept chanting to the sword blade:

"Okay, okay, that's it..."

"No one cares about the whereabouts of a small character like me, and no one cares whether I live or die. It's enough to stop here..."

"If it's longer, it will be annoying."

"That's it... Qi Jue."

He slowly closed his eyes, his vitality was constantly sucked away by the sword, and he hugged the black hole tightly, silently chanting.

"...Please take me away."

Take me away.

Leave this desolate and disgusting land.

Leave the ministers' sarcastic and teasing eyes.

Leave his father's greedy and covetous eyes.

The white light kissed his body, the heavy snow in the sky and the earth embraced him, his short golden hair was raised, the sun stayed on his eyelashes, and pieces of cloth and flesh decomposed and disappeared in the silent ticking sound...

In his sleep at night, he had dreamed of knights countless times.

The knight smiled, stretched out his hand to him, and said--

"The sunflower garden in your palace is so beautiful, I have never seen such a good one."

"And the dandelions I advised you to plant before, you also asked the gardener to plant them. I am flattered to see you take care of them so carefully."

"However, you asked me to go for a walk with you, please forgive me for refusing. The only thing I can't do with you is this."

Facing his questioning eyes, the knight put a finger in front of his lips and showed a mysterious smile:

"...The reason is kept secret."

Now Von finally knew the reason.

Because the knight just wanted to take a walk with a good friend.

And Von only needed to plant the sunflowers.

...

Tianyu raised her head.

This was the second snow she saw today.

Most of the snow in the north is like this, warm and not fierce, making people feel that they are caressed and kissed by the fluffy snow.

However, the snow today seems a little hotter.

She stretched out her finger, and a piece of snow fell on her fingertips. She could feel this temperature...the temperature from the little prince's body.

This is the sacrifice turned into pure white flesh and blood, a warm and silent snow.

Then, she saw a purple figure, striding forward, raising his hand,

--gently, gently touching the top of the little prince's head.

Compassionately, pityingly, indifferently, habitually, but unaccustomed to... stroking the little prince's head, fingertips retracted, movements gentle. Like a god stroking a lamb, and like a person stroking another person.

"Free touch." Su Mingan said: "It's not a wish."

The little prince smiled, this smile was not relieved, and even seemed unwilling:

"Thank you, thank you..."

This can't be called a smile of relief at the last moment.

It was even a little hideous, twisted, and with strong self-depression.

He didn't even know how to face Si Que. This was his idol, but also the one who made his knight turn against him and caused his tragedy. But undoubtedly, he still yearned in his heart.

He used up his last bit of strength to move forward, his transparent hands stretched out, the knight's sword fell to the ground, and he held Su Mingan's wrist.

Scalding, scorching, and also like a piece of snow.

"Si Que..." he said:

"I am... the glory of the world... the shepherd of time... the beacon of life..."

"Every time my father touches my head, his eyes make me want to vomit. Every time my mother touches my head, her eyes are full of love and hate... She is jealous of me, but I don't want it at all..."

"This kind of thing is hard to talk about. If others hear it, it seems to be a huge shame."

"So, it's great that Aini, that loser, is not here, so he doesn't have to see me in such a mess."

"You can tell him that I have left the hell plane and gone to find opportunities. I will definitely be better than him in the future."

"Okay." Su Mingan said.

But he has too many things to remember, and too many people to say goodbye to.

Fu En panted quickly:

"Humph... I sacrificed myself unwillingly to keep you all alive... This... is much better than him, a loser... Humph."

This was his last sentence.

It was not a eulogy for the knight, nor a blessing for the idol, but just a childish boast.

He was indeed a child.

Born innocently, lived innocently, died innocently.

He was always deceived, but thought he was loved.

He was always in bitter water, but thought he was happy.

He thought the knight could always be by the king's side, but the king died because of the knight.

"Wow!"

Su Mingan's palms were burning hot, and he suddenly saw a thorough snowfall in front of him - the heavy snow covered his vision, like a swan feather suddenly blown up by the air flow, and the next moment, there was nothing under his palm.

Countless white fragments floated in the air.

The boy's expression always had a simple happiness, not artificial, not complicated, and not hesitant.

Until it disappeared at the end, his eyes were also clear.

- It was a kind of clean happiness.

Su Mingan took a step forward and picked up the knight's sword that had completely lost its luster. The hilt was hot, and it seemed to retain the temperature of the boy's forehead. A sunflower earring was lying on the ground. It turned out that the boy had collected the other earring.

Under the same hall, in the same heavy snow.

…

——Did he catch up with his knight?

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[\u003cWang Xingkong's Perspective\u003e·April 5, 2025 9:10]

In front of him was a steaming wide noodle.

"Delicious! Delicious! Chew chew chew..."

As Chen Yuhang ate the noodles, his mother-in-law next to him smiled and said, "Is it delicious? Just rest at my house and wait until those soldiers are far away before you leave."

"Yes! Auntie, let me tell you, the exams have really become more and more difficult recently." Chen Yuhang complained: "In the past few years, mathematics only tested Venus de Milo. In recent years, conic sections and derivatives have become more and more difficult." It’s becoming more and more abstract. I want to choose a full liberal arts major, but no one wants it. Biology is tortured by Mendel, and chemistry is tortured by x and y. It’s really annoying..."

Su Mingan also had a bowl of noodles in front of him, but Si Que had a very picky taste and did not use his chopsticks.

"Qins, can you tell me about your actions so far?" Su Mingan said.

Qins had nothing to hide: "I am from the eye pupil tribe, and my way of living is similar to that of a parasite. I absorb nutrients by possessing other people's eyes. My current body belongs to others, and my body is just my eyes."

This race sounds so scary.

"After the game started, I received the task of quelling the war, but I was unlucky enough to encounter an advanced race. I was chased into the war zone, and ended up meeting you."

Su Mingan thought: "You should follow me first."

Although he has no relationship with Jeans, he wants to keep his wet nurse.

The three of them chatted for a while at their mother-in-law's house, while gunfire continued outside. About half an hour later, Su Mingan suddenly felt severe pain all over his body. His skin and flesh seemed to be chewed and torn apart piece by piece.

……what happened?

Why did he suddenly feel so much pain?

He quickly checked his body. There were no wounds and his health had not changed. That's something wrong with the main perspective.

...What on earth is Si Que doing?

Before he could cut through, the system prompt suddenly popped up.

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[TE4·"Wingless birds, will they grow flesh and blood because of you?" (The diners of "The Last Supper" are twelve or more people) Perfect clearance progress: 100%]

…

……What?

Si Que, what are you doing! ?

Su Mingan opened his eyes wide and immediately opened the book, wanting to switch perspectives.

Then, a chilling voice sounded.

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"Ding dong!"

[Congratulations on completing the level! 】

[Achieve a perfect clearance route·(TE) Will the wingless bird grow flesh and blood because of you? 】

[Line evaluation: SSS (perfect!)]

[(TE·Wingless bird, will it grow flesh and blood because of you?):]

[“He once thought he was a heroic god, but found out that he was the remnant Judas.”]

["The crows surrounded him and sang in unison: 'I am your heir! I am your heir!'\