Silver Blade and Rose

There was an accident when they left the forest. The key obtained from the forest watchman was hanging around Zals' neck. Hyde had to reach out and hold the key together if he wanted to go with him.But before Zals had time to pull the necklace out of his collar, he suddenly had a bad feeling.

He turned his head and glanced, and the scene behind him was collapsing silently and quickly.

Hyde also looked back following his movements, and said without surprise: "The core of this forest is gone. It no longer has the power to maintain the illusion, so it began to disappear by itself."

Zars was stunned for a moment, thinking of the raging fire in the temple, he knew in his heart that his arson probably caused the accident, and he felt a little bit sorry.Hyde didn't know what he was thinking, reached out and grabbed his intact arm, and urged: "Go, or we will be involved in this collapse, it's very dangerous."

The forest landscape melted like a canvas, Zars took one last look, took out the key, and Hyde each held it.

Afterwards, he silently recited the incantation when he came, and together with the other party, he was sucked into the vortex formed by the wind.

It was different from when he came, maybe because he brought more people, the wind was very violent, if Hyde's hand hadn't been holding his arm like pliers, Zals felt that they might be blown away by the wind.When he finally saw a bright light in front of him, he subconsciously tried to grab it but failed to raise his hand, then he suddenly realized that his left hand was being held by Hyde, and his right hand could no longer move.

He had no choice but to ask Hyde to reach out and grab the light, which was their destination, the exit of the vortex.

They fell on the floor of Edwin's room together. Fortunately, Hyde still remembered that he was injured, and deliberately used himself as a meat pad to fall on the ground first, and then Zals fell on him. When he looked up, the other party had already fallen. Lost consciousness, completely passed out.

Hyde supported his shoulders and laid him flat on the ground. Seeing that he was breathing smoothly, there should be no major problems, so he raised his head and looked around, wanting to see where Zals had brought him.

Somewhat unexpectedly, he saw a room that was simply furnished and seemed a bit empty because there were no extra clutter, and then, his eyes met a pair of surprised green eyes.

Zales had a rare dream.

He sleeps well. Although he occasionally suffers from insomnia because of thinking about things, once he falls asleep, he will not be easily woken up. He sleeps soundly and usually does not dream much.

The good quality of sleep made him suffer a lot when the school assembled urgently in the early morning, but as long as he has a normal schedule and is healthy, his biological clock will urge him to go to bed early and get up early.This good habit has been maintained for many years, and it is no exception after coming to No. 179. Even if he does not have to get up early when there is no task, he still gets up at 06:30 for a morning run without fail, and has almost never failed.

So when he clearly realized that he was dreaming, his first reaction was whether it was a dream, and then he began to pay attention to what kind of dream was in front of him.

There is a very bright world in front of me, bright is literally bright, everywhere I see is light, but the buildings are abruptly pure black, and there is no reflection at all under the dazzling light, as if all the light is sucked into the abyss It seems that she keeps her pure blackness.

The ground under his feet was also dazzlingly bright, and there was only a black road that was the same as the building extending into the distance. After hesitating for a moment, he chose to embark on this road that pointed the way.

This dream was so real that even the sound of footsteps walking on the road was extremely obvious. Zars walked along the road while observing the pure black pointed building in the distance.For some reason, he felt that the building was slightly familiar, but he couldn't tell where he had seen it.

He stopped to look at the building, a pure black building with a small footprint, about two to three floors, with towers and spires, it looked like a small church.But if you remove the towers and other superfluous parts, it looks a bit like...

Like that temple in the forest.

One is pure white and the other is pure black, almost like a mirror image of the same object.

He frowned, and wanted to continue walking to that building to see what it was like inside, but suddenly he heard someone calling his name behind him.

When he turned his head back, a thick white mist enveloped his head, burying his whole body in it.He couldn't breathe, and struggled hard for a while before he managed to break free from the white mist, barely regaining his consciousness.

Zals heard someone talking, so he deliberately lowered his voice, and after discussing in a low voice for a while, he gradually calmed down.He opened his eyes with some difficulty, and saw a familiar figure sitting by the bed, lowering his head and talking to something invisible from his perspective.

He realized slowly that he seemed to be in Edwin's room, lying on Edwin's empty big bed, covered with a thin quilt, and he could see the snow-white ceiling when lying on his back.

The ceiling of Edwin's room turned out to have "emotions, sorrows, sorrows and joys", Zals thought in a daze.

After a while, the sound of Kururu rolling came from under the bed and gradually faded away.Edwin turned his head to look at him lying on the bed, and raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Are you awake?"

Zals responded with difficulty, and the voice he squeezed out of his throat was dry and harsh, like someone who hasn't drunk water for several days.Edwin frowned slightly, took a cup from the bedside table and handed it to him.

Zals shook his head helplessly. He couldn't move his right hand near the bed, and he couldn't sit up. Even if he took a cup, it was difficult to drink water. It's better to lie down first.

So Edwin put the cup on the cabinet again, looked down at his thickly bandaged right arm, and asked in a low voice, "Can you move your right hand?"

Zars lay on the bed and looked at him, talking about this issue, he could only continue shaking his head.As soon as he woke up, he remembered his hand, and subconsciously moved his right hand, but nothing happened—he wanted to move his finger, but his brain clearly gave the command, but his finger didn't receive it, and was wrapped in a thick bandage Lay it on your side without moving.

The wound should have been bandaged, otherwise he wouldn't be wearing a bandage, but he still doesn't feel any sensation on his right arm. Even if he couldn't see those horrible wounds, Zars knew that it might not be easy to get better.

He stopped talking, Edwin looked at him for a while, and suddenly said, "Sorry."

Zals looked up at him, his face was expressionless, but he said something that was not in his personal style: "If I hadn't taken it lightly and let you enter the forest alone, you wouldn't have suffered such a serious injury."

"……it's not your fault."

Zars opened his mouth with difficulty.

He knew in his heart that what Edwin said was the truth, but none of them thought that this would be a trap in advance, and it was really unreasonable to say that Edwin was the only one who underestimated the enemy.If you want to discuss whose fault this matter is, then Zars himself made the same mistake, and Edwin cannot be blamed.

It is meaningless to judge who is right and who is wrong now. Edwin looked down at his right arm and said, "Ivan said that he had made you drink his blood, but it didn't work. We were just discussing how to deal with you." If there is really no other way, I will arrest Onsarst and let him heal you."

Zals didn't think Viscount Onsarst would obediently listen to him, so he couldn't help laughing, and moved the corners of his chapped mouth, twitching in pain.

"I know you will find a way." In order not to affect the innocent corner of his mouth, he spoke at full speed, and squirmed his lips, "It's okay, don't worry, it's just that I may not be able to help you in the near future."

His right hand is his dominant hand, and his inability to move it has a great impact on his actions. Zarles may have had some difficulties in his life recently, let alone continue to work.There are still many problems that bother him, but in his situation, he will not be able to talk to Edwin for at least three or two days, and he can only talk about it after a few days when he feels better.

As for the hands...

Zales has tried his best not to let his attention stay on this matter, but he still can't help thinking about it.

The right arm no longer hurts, but it feels numb, as if it doesn't belong to him anymore.Edwin still had his hand on his tightly wrapped arm, but he felt nothing, and was a little sad.

"Don't think about it yet." Edwin noticed that he was looking at his right arm, frowned unnaturally, and comforted him, "I will continue to study with Ivan and cure it as soon as possible."

This was the second time he mentioned the same name in a short period of time, and Zals smiled knowingly: "He really is Earl Elvins."

Edwin nodded: "Although I lost my memory, it's not a big deal. I've remembered it... Thank you for bringing him back."

"It's your good friend. I can't leave him in the forest. It has collapsed beyond recognition."

After Zars said a few words, his mouth became more and more dry, so he raised his left hand embarrassingly to ask him for help: "Give me the water, I'm really thirsty."

Hearing this, Edwin was not in a hurry to carry the cup, but stood up, and first sat up with him leaning against the head of the bed to make sure Zals could not only sit firmly, but also sit comfortably before reaching out to take it Glasses of water on the bedside table.

He was wearing a crisp white shirt that didn't even have any wrinkles, and he smelled faintly of perfume. When he got up, the shadow shrouded Zals's face, and a light fragrance rushed over his face.Zals sat up straighter for no reason, not knowing what expression to show, so he watched Edwin take the water glass stupidly, and originally planned to hand it directly to his hand, but he didn't know what to think, and took it back halfway.

"The cup is a little heavy, can I hold it?" He lowered his head and asked Zals.

This question came out of nowhere, and Zars stretched out his left hand a little blankly, wondering if he should take it back.

"I..." he said hesitantly, "the left hand is fine, you can hold it."

Edwin put the cup in his good hand.

The water in the cup was still warm, it should have just been poured out.Zals held the cup in his left hand, took two sips without taste, and suddenly asked, "Why am I in your room?"

"You fell into a coma when you came back. Ivan went to check your room and said that there was nothing there, so I left you here to take care of you." Edwin said without changing his face.

Zars froze for a moment, nodded, and didn't say anything else.

Although there were really not many things in his room, only some clothes and simple daily necessities, but nothing else...Edwin's own room didn't have many things either.

The huge room only has a bed, a wardrobe, and a table and chairs by the balcony. In his opinion, there is nothing to dislike him for being "a bare house".But Zars is not naturally good at rejecting other people's kindness, especially Edwin, who rarely spreads kindness in front of him. He didn't express any opinions, and just stayed in the other party's room.

As for where Edwin lived these days, he couldn't help asking, but he only got an ambiguous answer of "I have somewhere else to go".He knew that the other party didn't want to say more, so he didn't ask any more questions, and nodded: "Thank you."

"It should be," Edwin said, "it's nothing. I'm responsible for your injury."