[Dragon Age] Ring

Then the days passed as peacefully and uninterestingly as usual.

Life in the ring of law is really difficult to have any disturbances, any small thing may become news.Which male apprentice likes which female apprentice, which Templar has communicated with which Master Apprentice, which can become an explosive event between the Master Apprentice and the young Templar.Of course, this has nothing to do with Karen, most of the time he just acts as the listener... because he occasionally hears Emily's name coming out of other people's mouths.

After all, Karen is not the only one who thinks she is good-looking and has a pleasing personality.But this didn't seem to have caused any trouble to Emily. Even if the bad rumors reached her, her response was only an indifferent smile.Karen once heard several malicious female apprentices say that she just pretended not to care, but he felt that Amel really didn't care. In his opinion, Amel could only hide in the corner of the library. Books—no matter what kind of books they are—will only show concern.

Karen is glad she can do this.Whether she is a mage or not, it is never a bad thing to be eager to learn.Even at this moment, Emily, who is standing in the corner of the library, is holding a collection of poems instead of textbooks.

Yes, poetry collections.It's not that Karen paid so much attention, but Emily read the poem in a low voice.

"You will know the secret pain of my heart,

Also read the saga of my passion. "

From this angle, Karen could clearly see her profile.Emily's curly hair covered her face, and she reached out to tuck it behind her ears.When she was reading poetry, she was not as engrossed as she was when she was studying her studies. Emily was very relaxed now, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, as if the poetry collection in her hand was the source of all her happiness.

"Kiss as we used to,

But it is by no means separated into two places like we are now. "

Ah, love poetry.

With her soft voice, Karen felt that the high wall she had built forcibly was about to collapse.Emily was reading love poems, and was indulging in them, which of course she would.A gentle and beautiful girl like her will always yearn for love, even if she is a mage.

I don't know if it was because of the poem or because it was read by Emmel.Karen felt a strong, inexplicable hope surge within her.Such hope surged in Karen's chest. He couldn't tell if it was because of her current expression or because of her desire for love. He only knew that it was because he associated "love" with "Emiel" .

"...But I don't regret loving you

For the hungry teeth of time are constantly gnawing,

The silent footsteps of the years keep moving forward. "

What a beautiful and hopeless line.Karen never thought that there would be a day when he would be moved by poetry. He turned his head slightly, hoping to hear her voice more clearly and better incorporate her voice into his ears.

Then, a chuckle completely knocked Karen's wall down.

She is looking at herself.Emily was keenly aware of her movements, her emerald green eyes narrowed slightly, and her gentle smile was tainted with a little playfulness.She tilted her head and whispered in Karen's direction, "You like it very much?"

Karen felt like she was suffocating.

After Emily's voice fell, his heart wanted to jump out of his throat.Creator, Karen really didn't expect Emily to be able to guess his thoughts through the helmet.The Templar didn't know how to respond, he was as stiff as a rock, and he couldn't even breathe.

Fortunately, Emily didn't seem to expect Karen to respond to herself.She laughed a few more times, then looked away, folded a piece of paper that was on the ground with notes, and put it in the book.

What is she going to do?

Karen, who was still nervous, couldn't help being a little curious. He saw Emily put the book back where it was, then packed up his things and turned to leave.

She didn't take the poetry book with her, so what was the paper she put in?Karen watched Emily walk out of the library, the curfew was about to come, he looked around, there was no one else in the empty room except himself.Karen Matsushita was so curious that he hesitated for a while before walking to the bookshelf.

Karen pulled out the poetry book and found the paper Emily had put in.

It was a portrait.

It never occurred to him that Emily could draw... It's not surprising, some studies in the Ring of Dharma require the mage to have a certain drawing foundation.Emmel drew a bust of a man, about 30 years old, with a serious face and a mighty demeanor, wearing the armor of the Knights Templar.

who is thisKaren was a little puzzled, there were no Templars who grew up like this in the Circle of Law, and it was impossible for Emily to know people outside the Circle of Law... Oh, this background.

The wall behind the man in the painting shows a corner of the fireplace.

Karen knew who she was drawing.

The corner of the fireplace can only be seen from the position where Emily often sits and looks at the position where he stands guard.She drew Karen.

To be precise, it is Karen in Emily's imagination.She knew that there was a "Karen" among the Templars... Maybe she had heard rumors that she was in love with her, but Emily didn't know that the Templar standing in the library was herself.He never took off his helmet while on duty, and never spoke to her.

So in her imagination, she looks so old when she never speaks, and has a face that others owe him a lot of money.

But this painting is for myself.

Thinking of this, Karen couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth under the helmet, and he thought that his smile must be extremely silly now.But so what?

This is indeed for herself, and Karen wanted to laugh at herself rationally, saying that such an idea is just self-indulgent.But if not, why did she deliberately put it in the poetry collection in front of her?If this is seen by other mages, there will be another rumor.

So even though the Karen she painted had almost nothing in common with Karen herself, he still carefully put the painting away.

The author has something to say: The poem is Wilde's "Flowers of Love".

Although there is no Wilde in the Dragon World, I still quote it.