Whispering Verse

"Yes, I don't want to let go."

No one here knows a real stranger, so he won't lie. Mrs. Miles smiled and shook her head:

"But isn't that loyalty? Even if you are not dedicated to love, at least you are loyal to each of them. If you are both satisfied with the status quo, why do you still care about this? If you are really guilty, just Spend the rest of your life trying to make up for it.”

"Can you still think so?"

Miss Higgins muttered, and Mrs. Miles added one last word before continuing with her second memory:

"When you hold hands, when you hug and kiss, remember that moment. You can't do it without second thoughts, but at least, whether you are sincere at that moment, whether you are willing to give everything you have to protect that girl, yourself I understand better than anyone else.”

Shade took a deep breath, and Mrs. Miles recounted the second memory:

"That was the day when we confirmed our relationship. It wasn't too long after we first met. After we met that day, he would occasionally write to me, and I would reply to him. Later, we met many times, nearby. On the birthday of the lord's daughter, when young people went to collect pine cones in the mountains, when he came to our village to deliver a message for his father, when the sheriff of a nearby town came to inspect the village, when the Witch Emperor's chocobo got lost. Many, many times, until that autumn of that year, that night."

The black fog dissipated again, but this time what appeared above the head was the extremely clear galaxy of thousands of feet, and the three moons all hung in the sky in a full moon posture. Although the autumn evening breeze was slightly cold, it still made Shade, who was warming himself by the campfire just now, quite comfortable.

This seems to be a wheat field outside the village. Not far away is the village with only scattered lights in the dark night. The boy and the girl sat together on the piles of grain, looking up at the stars together.

"It's so romantic."

Miss Higgins said softly:

"I grew up in the city. Most of my memories of nights as a child are of being forced by my witch aunt to recite the potion ingredients list in her basement, or attending witch prep night school to prepare for the awakening of the witch. There is no fresh air in the countryside, there is only the stench of the steam ether furnace, the harsh friction when the psychic blackboard slides, the monotonous voice of the old teaching golem, and the smell of the girl at the next table’s cheap and disgusting perfume.”

What she described was so vivid that Shade could almost imagine the life she was talking about.

Shade has never observed the real life scenes of people in the fifth era, the Witch Era, and the corner of the era described by Miss Higgins is enough for him to think about life in this era.

In their memory, the young boys and girls on the grain pile certainly could not hear the voice of the witch speaking. They didn't speak the whole time, they just held hands and looked up at the stars together, until the girl carefully rested her head on the boy's shoulder, while the boy blushed and put his hand into his pocket, and then took out a small Silver brooch.

The girl gave him her own handkerchief in return, and the two of them smiled and leaned together and continued to look at the stars in the night sky. Not a word was said from beginning to end, but it seemed like everything was said.

After the recollection ended, Mrs. Miles, who was immersed in the past, looked at the notebook in her hand blankly. Miss Higgins was still sighing in a low voice that she did not have such an experience when she was young.

The outsider once again thought about his life in this world.

After confirming their relationship with Luvia and becoming the Dark Chosen One, the two chatted at Carina Manor at night, confessed their thoughts and feelings to each other, and finally hugged and kissed under the sea of ​​stars.

The relationship between Dorothy and Lecia was confirmed after the Death of the Chosen incident last year. With the help of Grace and Helen, Shade found a way for the princess and the writer to meet. That night, Lesia deliberately hid and left clues for Shade and Dorothy to search for, and finally found her at home. It was raining that night, and the high heels and silver crown on the windowsill left Shade fresh in his memory.

As for confirming the relationship with Carina, that will happen this year. The five trials of the witch symbolize the longing she has had since childhood and her expectations for Shade. Shade completed the task perfectly, and under the leadership of Tifa, he saw the most precious treasure in the entire manor.

That's nostalgic too.

As for the relationship development between the two of them who confirmed their relationship with Iluna, it seems that it has been very stable, and there are no such memorable moments yet.

"These memories will become treasures on the road of life."

Mrs. Miles's voice sounded. She looked at Shade, as if she knew what Shade was thinking:

"Young people, you must remember the moment you met and the moment you exchanged your thoughts with each other. When you are hesitant about yourself, when you face a major choice in life, when you doubt whether you are loyal, try to recall these, These memories are landmarks that allow you to look back and see yourself clearly.”

"I understand, thank you, Mrs. Miles."

Shade responded softly and did not let the old woman continue talking:

"I'm leaving again. Can I tell the rest of the story next time?"

"OK."

"You two, see you next time."

He walked swiftly, turned towards the black mist, and disappeared after a few steps.

Miss Higgins sighed softly:

"I didn't expect that the one that hit me the hardest was your story."

Mrs. Miles smiled kindly and looked down at the memories she had written.

But at this moment, the sound of piercing the air suddenly appeared in the thick fog, and then a dark dagger with a strange light flew out of the fog and stabbed directly into Miss Higgins' heart.

The young witch didn't even turn her head, she just waved her hand, and a light blue shield made of countless hexahedrons blocked her side. But the dagger actually passed through the shield without any hindrance. Fortunately, the witch's long red hair swung like a whip, hitting the dagger and causing it to deviate from its original direction.

The dagger flew into the fog again. Miss Higgins sighed and looked around cautiously. Amidst the crackling sound of the bonfire, there was a sudden explosion on the left. The witch subconsciously turned around to see the boy Andor Ade, whose body was covered with black lines, but holding the black relic dagger, from her The original right side rushed out.

His speed was so fast that Miss Higgins was hit in the back of the heart by the dagger before she could even react. But the dagger did not penetrate at all, but made the sound of gold and stone colliding.

The boy immediately wanted to retreat into the fog again, but two dark chains flew out one on the left and one on the right, tying his left and right hands and hanging him in the air.

"I knew it would be like this. There are so many troubles on this trip."

The dagger was shot down by Miss Higgins, who looked helpless. She looked at the boy who had returned after missing with great dissatisfaction:

"I did not summon meteorites to destroy your country. I can understand that you want to gain the power of revenge, but why are you seeking revenge from me? Do I know you?"

Shade, who had pretended to leave just now, also walked out of the fog. The elderly Mrs. Miles sighed, looked at the diary and ignored this scene, while Shade said:

"Miss Higgins, I think his time is the same as yours. There is no possibility that he is a person from the future who comes to take revenge. I think it must be a lie that meteorites destroyed the country? What exactly destroyed your country? ?”

"Not a damn witch!"

The boy's mental state was obviously abnormal, and the black lines on his body looked quite strange even to Shade. He seems to have come into contact with the power of some kind of weirder demon or even evil thing. Otherwise, as a male in the fifth era, there is absolutely no possibility of becoming a transcendent:

"The witch destroyed my country! They are all witches! We just mined her private minerals for survival, and she killed everyone! With just a snap of her fingers, everyone died, including father, mother, brothers, sisters, My brothers and sisters, my hounds, my maids, my slaves, those subjects who treated me with respect, are all gone, all gone!"

He screamed hysterically, and the excitement of the failed assassination made his originally abnormal spirit go completely crazy.

Shade could now understand why the boy had been silent all this time and was trembling every time he came into contact with Miss Higgins. He probably kept this hatred and anger in his heart and didn't dare to let anyone notice. It's a pity that his disguise is not enough in front of Shade and Miss Higgins, who have experienced too many things.

"Wait, what does this have to do with me? I didn't do this!"

The young red-haired witch's voice was louder than that of the hung boy, which was understandable because she was really innocent.

The boy struggled to get rid of Shade's chains, but even if he gained strength in the camp, he could not be Shade's opponent:

"But you are a witch, and I want to kill all the witches. Since they can't come back, I will kill all of you witches. I want you all to die, all of you!"

Realizing that he couldn't break free, he opened his eyes again and said to Shade:

"Why are you helping these women? Aren't you a man? Since you have power, why don't you kill all the witches?"

Shade frowned and looked at him:

"Is there any connection between my having power and my need to kill the witch?"

"It is because of these women that men cannot gain power and choose beautiful girls at will. We should keep them under control"

Click~

Miss Higgins squeezed it casually, and the boy's head rotated 360 degrees on his neck. Although the head has returned to its original position, the life has disappeared.

She took a deep breath:

"I know that the witch who destroyed his country did something wrong, but what does it mean for him to anger everyone like this?"

"I won't judge, it has nothing to do with me."

Shade retracted the chains and let the body fall back to the ground.

PS: Illustration of this chapter "Avengers"