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

After returning from the magic mine. I have been investigating.

Investigate what Herron Oz did before leaving Arnold.

I don't believe that he would do nothing when raising Arnold as his own son, and leave without saying a word without considering Arnold's future. Although he was a dead arrogant who didn't want to let Arnold call himself "father" from the beginning to the end, his love for Arnold was real.

But investigating people more than 40 years ago is not an easy task. Not to mention investigating the royal family of Baide.

Fortunately, other small countries can say that a large country like Baide cannot easily penetrate into the intelligence network of Saint Enluth. So in the end—

"...Your Royal Highness Arthur."

I held the microphone with a tangled face, "Can I ask you something."

"OK."

Not surprisingly. The king on the magical device easily agreed. "What's the matter?"

Actually, I agreed first and asked what was going on...really.

I sighed deeply in my heart, and finally said with a complicated heart, "Yes. I want to know who Heron Oz Bader has contacted forty years ago."

"This."

A dragon chant came from the end of the magical device. Arthur seemed to laugh, and then gave it a soft "shush".

The fat dragon in the yard calmed down. The king patted its head while saying, "It's not for the facility. Is it for whom?"

"…right."

Understand that it doesn't make sense to lie to him. I said straightforwardly, "It's for my knight."

"It's surprisingly honest. Liche." Arthur's voice didn't have the slightest displeasure, and it was full of pampering at a glance from beginning to end, "Smart and honest. I like you very much."

After all, lying in front of you who has the ability to read the mind doesn't make any sense.

"It's not only mind-reading.'Dragon Eye' also has the ability to see through lies."

The black pupils shrank sharply. I felt my heart stopped beating instantly.

What the **** is the ability to read minds and see through lies? ! Is there such a magical device in this world? !

"It's a magic device made with those seven magic cores, just like Baid's hexagonal cube."

"It's amazing, isn't it." The king's voice was gentle and incredible, calming me down a bit, "As a king. It's really a very practical magic device."

"I can easily see through a person's heart. It is easy to know if the other person is loyal to myself."

"Haha. Are you worried about me."

Arthur smiled heartily, "It's not a big deal. Although there are many people who have ghosts in their hearts, there are many people who really care about me."

"Moreover." Arthur added playfully, "Some people are really interesting in their hearts... isn't it. Licky?"

I showed my face and didn't speak.

I was worried that he would be disappointed in human beings if he had the ability to read minds since he was a child... It turned out that he heard every sentence of the ghost animal king that I thought before! etc! Did I just say it again!

"Haha. Who knows."

Arthur sighed deeply. The same beautiful and quiet voice as his sapphire eyes was slightly emotional, "That's why I like to communicate with you by letter..."

"I like to see you awkwardly please me in the letter. But what is more important is the expectation while waiting for your letter. The joy of getting your letter."

The quiet youth voice overlaps with the familiar youth voice in memory. I was shocked and heard him say with a chuckle.

"And when you open it up and read your letter. The emotions that can't be articulated, even I can't help but move."

"I know. Liche."

I raised my hand and subconsciously grabbed the obsidian brooch on my chest.

"You never really lied to me."

He said.

"And I am the same."

"Can you feel it."

It's like going back in time. I heard the boy on the other side of the magical device speaking to me softly but seriously.

"My feelings for you."

…I hold the microphone tightly.

Cannot lie and cannot speak. But there is one thing I am sure of.

Of course I can feel it. Your emotions.

but-

"I'm sorry. Liche. I'm the one who is impatient."

My lips are slightly open, but the unspoken words stop at the man's relieved voice.

"Sure enough. Tell me the answer in four years."

"…good."

I made a serious promise to Arthur, "Four years from now. I will definitely tell you the answer."

"good."

He smiled and agreed.

"I'm indeed investigating Heron Oz. But going back forty years is not an easy task after all."

"But if there is any news in between, I will tell you as soon as possible." Arthur paused and said meaningfully, "By faith."

How much this guy likes to tease me when he falls on the ground!

I thought silently. Then he desperately found out that he unconsciously complained to him again in his heart.

"Liche, who can't help complaining in her heart, is also cute."

"But. Although I know you don't have that kind of affection for that knight—" Arthur prolonged his tone, suddenly, "but you care about him so much. I'm still a little jealous."

"...Your Royal Highness Arthur." This time I resisted the desire to complain, but my expression was very complicated.

Arthur on the other side of the magic device didn't reply, just smiled. As a king, his laughter is so clean.

Filled with simple and easy-to-understand joy.

Arthur, are you only like this in front of me.

I couldn't help but think of such a trance.

"Yes."

-boom.

I hung up the phone in silence. Then silently raised his hand, covering his hot face.

But the voice of the youth is like a feather falling on the heart.

Light but clear.

…

"This is the information I got in exchange for my life in two years."

I handed the envelope in my hand to Arnold who was aside. Did not look at him, just sat on the bench and looked at the blue sky through the gap between the cherry blossoms.

A pot of white gypsophila hangs under the scattered branches of the cherry tree. A little bit of inconspicuous white, but together they are as beautiful as stars.

Why do you like gypsophila?

I don't know, I can't remember.

I replied to myself with the sound of the envelope being opened.

Maybe there is no reason to like it.

"After all, forty years have passed. And it was sent when Heron Oz was living incognito."

I raised my hand. Watching the falling cherry blossom petals fall on the fingertips. "The only complete letter that can be found now is this one."

"Forty years ago. Heron Oz should have sent letters to famous scholars from all over the world."

"In order to find you a'home'."

The teenager beside him did not speak. I didn't look at him either. What lingered between us, except for my voice, was the voice of cherry blossoms passing away.

"These scholars, without exception, are people with good family backgrounds and integrity. There is no doubt. They will treat you as a biological child and teach you patiently and sternly. And they have the ability to protect your life and future path."

"If it were you. I would definitely become an excellent wizard."

The words paused. My eyes moved down with the falling cherry petals, and finally stopped on the bow of the brown boots.

Since that call, I haven't called Arthur again because I don't have a heart attack at a young age. But the letter is still mailed as always.

The king of ghost animals probably has no such thing as shame at all. Not only did it fail to converge, but it also got worse. Every time I read a letter, my face kept switching between red and black.

But fortunately, Yinglan's ability to do things is still top-notch.

In the past two years, news of Heron Oz has been heard one after another. I collected them. And be careful not to let Arnold find out.

After all, there is nothing more so than to give people hope and then personally destroy them.

I was very nervous at first. But after a long time I found out.

what. With Arnold's emotional intelligence. He will never find out in his life.

Then it finally took two years. This information is finally collected.

I have been thinking about the best time to tell him. After much deliberation, it was decided at the knight award ceremony.

Hope the cheerful laughter in the church will comfort him...or will it be counterproductive?

"Heron Oz told them the address of the mountain cabin. He also told them how to disarm the enchantment wizard."

"There is a reason why no one came in for forty years. During the period when Heron Oz disappeared, these wizards were secretly monitored by Belluccis."

"I want to protect you. They destroy the letter without exception."

"As for this letter." I turned my head and pointed to the letter in Arnold's hand, but still didn't look at his expression. "The eldest son of one of the families was obsessed with gambling and sold the authentic Helen Oz. The middleman happened to be Heihe. A student of Len Oz. He bought it and treasured it to this day."

"Unexpectedly, this would protect it from a hardship."

"Now it is..."

I pondered the sentence, "Return to the original owner."

After all, the letter written by "father" for "son" finally returned to "son".

I can guess the reason why Bellux wanted to secretly monitor the wizards. Combine the time when Heron Oz disappeared and the facilities below the mine.

"Maybe you were the product of that research."

The toe of the shoe lightly slid across the ground, and she reluctantly stepped on it. In this secret place where only two people are protected by the magician. I whispered to Arnold beside me.

"And Heron Oz is to take you away. He lives incognito."

That twisted dead arrogant old man. Until he died, he always cared about you.

However, reality is always so cruel and gentle.

How many individual efforts can save a baby-like teenager from a heavy fate.

How many coincidences can a silent love be known after forty years.

If Heron Oz didn't take him away. One of the wizards did not destroy the letter. The son of the sorcerer is not a gambler. The bought middleman did not have a compassionate heart.

My sister did not find him on the way back. I didn’t meet him, I didn’t find the Bade Hexagon in the facility, I didn’t see the piece of paper, I didn’t follow it up until now, or Arthur didn’t find a clue—

"Arnold."

My voice became choked at some point, "Until the last moment. Heron Oz loves you."

if. Without this love.

Where will you be now. What kind of life are you living?

Just when my vision gradually blurred. The boy beside him moved.

That was what happened in just one second. At the moment when my pupils were tightening, I subconsciously put a ring on the boy's back.

When he was holding me, he was already a lot taller than himself. I realized how heavy he was.

"I'm sorry. Your Highness."

The boy half-kneeling on the ground hugged my waist tightly. The voice was also blurred due to the stuffiness of a layer of clothing, "Please let me hold it like this...just hold it like this."

"Ok."

I patted my aqua-blue head. He raised his head slightly and stared into the distance of the cherry-colored sky.

Then. Coax softly.

"You can hold it for as long as you want."

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Consider opening a vice pit to change your mood. Otherwise, I am afraid that I will be unconscious when one million comes down.

The 18w word Arnold line writes this point. Of course, there are more doubts about him, there are still 80w [work hard]

Unlike the characters who serve the plot, I always serve the characters in the plot, and I want to convey emotions through the characters. [Although I don’t know if it’s successful, I’ll just write it like this]

More than Arnold's life was so rough. In fact, it’s only worse, not the worst [cough cough]

When I was a junior high school student, I thought that Jiao Jiao was very cute. When I was older, I felt that people who were sick and Jiao for "love" were the ones who needed a "correction punch of love". [Hey, are you old?]

But the vegetables and radishes have their own loves.

Back to the topic. Pharaoh's daily filling of sugar, almost opened his mouth to fill. But in fact, this person is not that sweet. It’s just that you know the girl with high EQ, and I know it too.

He is a virtuous king. Although very jumping, but will never play off. Unlike someone next door whose combat power is broken, that is a reckless escape with his own life.

If you really want to see a doctor, you can watch my Wenye colleagues. You can watch it if you haven't watched anime, or watch the hero. That is really hopelessly sick.

Up to Jiamei and down to Rosen (remember him) are all part of this story. It would be great if everyone liked the whole story while liking someone.

The last ps. Do you feel Jiamei's reborn progress?