Invincible witch

Fandan frowned deeply, and the expression on his face turned blue and white, very complicated.He looked annoyed and helpless for a moment at my pointed little sarcasm, but also a little bit because I was still accepted by his holy goddess Sirena after becoming Luna Unbelievable surprise.The expression on his face changed again and again, and finally he seemed to be unsure of how to react. He simply had a rigid expression, pursed his lips stubbornly and remained silent.

That conflicted expression made him look like the fledgling young boy I imagined again.I couldn't help softening my voice and expression, and with a faint smile in my eyes, I stared deeply at him.

I said: "Fantan, since I met you, I have been growing. When we first met, I was just a not-so-skilled witch, a reluctant spy forced by the devil... I learned it for a few days in a hurry. The knowledge of the elves wants to be a druid. If I hadn't met you, I think I would be exposed soon, and then be eliminated as a real demon, or flee back to Sheogh in despair Go, and be slaughtered by the Demon King because the mission failed again..."

As I recalled the past, Fandan's face turned blue and black, which was exceptionally brilliant.Finally, when he heard my bold vision for another failed ending of this game, his face finally completely sank.

He cut me off briefly, saying, "That's not going to happen."

I blinked my eyes and saw him stubbornly straining his jaw, refusing to imagine this ominous possibility, and there was a bang in my heart, as if some indestructible ice had finally collapsed and suddenly turned into a pool of tenderness. The warm spring water spread in all directions warmly, melting the last line of resentment and unwillingness in my heart due to unfair self-speculation.

I suddenly pushed hard with my elbows on the banisters of the stairs, took advantage of the momentum to stand up straight, leaned forward and approached Findan, and looked up at his face.

"Fantan, you know, I've always wanted to grow into a better person, but now I realize that's not enough. I haven't grown into a good girl enough to stay by your side without any criticism. We can Defeating the most vicious and powerful demons, but unable to sit idly by and ignore the closest and most trusted friends and followers..." I sighed and stretched out my hand involuntarily, and slowly stroked his tight grim countenance.

I believe that the struggles and conflicts in his heart are far greater than anything I have ever faced, but I cannot force him to abandon everything that he should deeply love and protect with all his heart.After all, this game is not about the cultivation of love. If he does not have the peace of Ashan and the future of Iroland on his shoulders, then he will no longer be the hero "Fen of Iroland" who is praised and admired by everyone in the game. Dan".

Weird, I thought.In this game, I seem to have never seen someone else's title, which can be so harmoniously and naturally connected with the name of my own country.

For example, Zehir, we won't directly call him "Zehir of the Silver City-State", but it is possible to say that he is "Zehir the Archmage".Another example is Raelag, we never called him "Agrael of Sheogh", "Raelag of Yig Chiwo" or "Raelag of the Shadowbrand Tribe".

Another example is Queen Isabel, Fareida, Duke Duncan, even the dwarf king Ulfstein, the orc Khan Gao Tai, or the old Duke Godric who is highly respected and admired in the main story... none of them are like Findan Similarly, it was so natural, smooth and justified to connect his name with the name of his motherland and call him "Fendan of Irollan".

Even the old King Alaron, whom Findan respects very much and regards him as his master and father, I have never heard of anyone calling him "Alaron of Irollan".

Therefore, this is not only a kind of honor, a kind of recognition, but also a kind of deep-rooted trust and affirmation that is deeply rooted in everyone's heart.Everyone is convinced that it is impossible for Irollan to lose him, and he represents everything about Irollan.

Because of this, it is impossible for me to ask him to easily abandon his motherland for me, and abandon those elves who trust him, respect him and admire him.

I know he's not Raelag.He will not sacrifice those who follow him for me.He is not black-bellied enough, ruthless enough, cruel enough, not decisive enough, but his belief is extremely firm, his pursuit is extremely lofty, he has a tenacious spirit and a just creed.

He is Findan of Irollan.

my favorite person.

I leaned close to his face, and his warm breath came to my face, making me feel at ease and want to indulge.

I looked into his blue eyes and said word by word: "Fantan, what I am asking you to make is the most important decision in our lives. I hope you make the best choice for you. I don't I hope you give in or make a compromise because of some factors, and then you will always regret or regret it in the days to come...Even though I am no longer Iroland's 'Queen of the Hive' Delelle, you are still Iroland's Fandan .I think you know how to measure everything in your life. I believe in you because—" I put my thin lips on his and said clearly, "You are my belief. Always, and will always be—"

Findan stood stiffly at first and did not respond to my unsolicited kisses.Of course, I didn't mean to insult him at this moment. The kiss was actually more like an emphasis and affirmation of what I said.So I just kissed his lips quickly and then backed away quickly, avoiding to look at his eyes or expression to influence his decision, I turned my head and put my cheek on his chest, listening to his heart beating My ears throbbed vigorously.

At first, his arms were just hanging on his side, and he just stood there, even if I offered kisses or hugs, it was strange that he was not surprised or annoyed like before, nor did he push my hands immediately. Leave me or hug me back.

I can't see his expression.I figured after all the unspeakable turmoil and joys and sorrows, I don't need to watch it anymore.I know that he loves me, and I know that I miraculously completed the seemingly impossible task assigned to me by the demon king Bayles at the beginning of time travel—in a wonderful way and tortuous course that no one can imagine—and This is enough.

The Sphinx once asked us: what happens to an elf when he comes of age?

I don't care if something like that happens between us.

...for it also once asked us, Where did the Elves record their tales?

I thought of the new tattoo on Findan's arm, and thought of how he was a silent, serious, rigid and introverted person who was always so impartial and unreasonable. Faithful to his own feelings, he stabbed that sentence on himself and described his story.

Now I am no longer jealous of Queen Little White's powerful and invincible protagonist aura, and I am no longer jealous of her cuteness and love for flowers. She always gets the most tolerance from the most people.

Because what I got is now far better than her.The person I love loves me, and we will always love each other unswervingly.I didn't have to overthrow a kingdom, drag Ashan into war, or pay the lives of countless innocents to get it.We are in the same camp of justice. Although the dragons we believe in are not the same, we share the same belief-that is to maintain the hard-won justice and peace, and to ensure that no innocent people will become pawns and cannon fodder of the superiors. Or a bargaining chip, died because of a mistake of the superior.

I even know that he will not risk the lives of those elves who respect and trust and follow him infinitely in order to save me alone, nor will he ignore the needs of his country and the whole of Ashan just to love me.In this regard, he is really not as dark-hearted and affectionate as Leilag, who is willing to go forward regardless of love for the sake of love.

But that's what I like about him.

I love him, so I am willing to work with him to maintain the justice in his mind, and respect the choices I think are reasonable in his mind.

Then I felt him slowly raise his hand, his warm and strong hand with a trace of hesitation, finally landed on my shoulder.

I held my breath, waiting for his decision.

Maybe he wants to push me away a little, just like when I used to molested him with countless shells that didn't belong to me.Maybe he's going to hug me and announce a decision as ridiculous as the multiple-choice answer to the Sphinx.

What exactly happens when an elf comes of age?

The author has something to say: Update on September 11:

Yesterday was anniversary.

Time flies so fast, it has been five years in a blink of an eye.

I hope that after another five years, it will still be as it is now, with a stable life and a peaceful time.Those who love me and those I love can always be happy.

Note: The problems and options of the original Sphinx statue:

1. What happens when an elf comes of age?

Options: A. He will conduct a prophetic exploration. B. He can make his own bow and arrow. C. He will get married.

Correct answer: A (Of course the answer the heroine expects here is C... oh hehe...)

2. Where did the elves record their stories?

Option: A. On their tattoos. B. On the tree. C. In the book.

Correct answer: A