[Comprehensive] Healing facial paralysis

Ayakawa clearly knew that he was dreaming, or watching a memory image of Diarmuid Audi's life again.This is a real and sad long experience.

Follow your lord to fight, drink and laugh with fellow Fiona Knights.

It was the first time for Ayakawa to see Diarmuid smiling so brightly. It seemed that he really liked this kind of life, but everything was soon broken.

The princess didn't want to marry Fenn, who was old enough to be a grandfather, and she saw Diarmuid at the banquet. Regardless of whether it was influenced by the mole of tears, the princess had already decided to be with that person at that moment.

The princess used the maid to put sleeping pills in the wine. When most people were put down and fell asleep, she walked up to Diarmuid, raised her head and said, "Diarmuid, if I give you love, will you respond?" I have to utter such bold words, Finn is old, older than his father, and I beseech you to save me from this abominable marriage."

Ayakawa stood aside quietly watching the struggle in Diarmuid's eyes, and listened to him.

"Sorry, but you are already engaged to my lord Finn."

Even after receiving such a reply, the princess did not change her mind, but said firmly: "Diarmuid, I have set a restriction (geis) on you, binding you with the solemn spell of a druid, and using a true hero's geis An unbreakable oath binds you: Before Finn and others wake from their slumber, you shall marry me and save me from this abominable engagement."

But Diarmuid had no choice, because the princess played geis on him.The higher the status of the person under the restraint, the stronger the restraint.Granny is the daughter of the supreme king, and Diarmuid has no way to resist the ban she imposed.

What's more, one of his prohibitions is that the request of a woman in trouble cannot be refused.

Helpless, and thus began a 16-year escape and hunt.

Ayakawa couldn't intervene and could only quietly watch Diarmuid's restless life day after day, the pain of fighting with his former companions, and his involuntary sorrow.

Constantly fleeing and fighting, year after year, Ayakawa has not seen the smile on Diarmuid's face when he drank with his companions for a long time, only his forbearance and exhaustion.

It wasn't until he heard the king's acknowledgment and Finn's 'forgiveness' that Diarmuid finally showed a smile, and their fugitive life was over.

To be honest, Ayanokawa didn't know how he felt in his heart at this time, but he knew that the matter would not end so simply.

Ayakawa could see that Fenn, who was holding Diarmuid's hand, did not forgive him. There was undisguised jealousy and hatred in his eyes, but he was ignored by the happy Diarmuid.

Ayakawa sighed, he could already foresee what would happen next.

Falling down on the grass, dying, the grass under him was stained red by the blood from the wound on Diarmuid's body, a large area of ​​deep red spread little by little, the original golden brown pupils gradually became lax and lost luster, and flies circled around It seems to indicate the imminent passing of life.

Ayakawa stood not far away watching Diarmuid's lord, Finn, 'accidentally' spilling the water in his hands again and again, watching the hope in Diarmuid's eyes shatter little by little, watching the other party slowly die. He was out of breath, but his eyes didn't close.

At this time, Diarmuid's sigh sounded in Ayakawa's ear.

"I don't resent anyone, it's just that fate is so powerless."

Ayakawa watched Finn leave and slowly walked towards the forgotten body of Diarmuid, who had fallen to the ground, and stretched out his fingertips to lightly place the star-studded golden light on the other's forehead, but did not Thinking that I really touched him.

After being slightly taken aback, Ayakawa immediately came back to his senses, sighed, and said in his heart: Don't be sad, I hope you won't be troubled by this anymore.

Ayakawa helped Diarmuid close his eyes, wiped off the blood stained on his face, and tidied up his messy clothes.

After feeling that his consciousness had become somewhat blurred, Ayakawa knew that he was about to wake up. He withdrew his hand and sat quietly by the side with the dead warrior until the image in his mind slowly disappeared.

On the other side, while Ayakawa saw Diarmuid's memory, Diarmuid also saw a memory.

Servants don't need to rest, so when Ayakawa went to rest after returning from Einzbern's castle, Diarmuid sat quietly in Ayakawa's room with wood and a knife, carving gift, but heard the dream of the person sleeping on the bed.

"do not be sad……"

Diarmuid's hand paused slightly, and he raised his head to look at the person on the bed. The next moment, his eyes blurred, and the scene that caught his eyes changed.

The sky under the setting sun was dyed blood red, and hills of corpses were piled up on the entire plain, some were human, some had animal heads and ghost faces.The surroundings were terribly silent, and there was not even a breath of living creatures around. The ground under his feet was soaked in blood. The black and red blood merged into a stream and flowed into a small pit not far away.

Diarmuid looked at such a scene with his eyes wide open, and couldn't recover for a while.Although he has participated in countless battles, he has never seen a battlefield like this a few times.

Although he is in this memory and is not personally on the scene, but he doesn't know if it is his own psychological effect. Diarmuid feels that he can ask the blood and mud mixed together in the entire battlefield. Horrible smell.

At this time, Diarmuid heard a series of footsteps, he immediately looked back, and saw Ayakawa in a kimono covered in blood.Although his hair only reached his shoulders at this time, Diarmuid still recognized him at a glance.

"Master Ayakawa..." Diarmuid ran to stand in front of Ayakawa, but found that his hand was passing through Ayakawa's body.

Diarmuid immediately turned his head, followed Ayakawa's figure with his eyes, shook his hand, and realized that he was now in a memory.

Diarmuid followed behind Ayakawa, watching his master and his companions pass through the battlefield covered in corpses and came to a dilapidated village.Looking at the exhaustion that couldn't be concealed on the faces of the soldiers around, there were also seriously injured people.

Diarmuid didn't expect that his master had gone through this, no wonder the other party told him before that he was someone who had been on the battlefield.

Just as Diarmuid was thinking about this, the scene in front of him changed again.

The same mountains of corpses densely covered the entire plain, the surrounding vegetation had dried up and lost their vitality, the air was full of flying flies and mosquitoes, and a group of carrion vultures stood on the trunks of the corpses.The ground under his feet should be dry, and large pieces of reddish-brown solidified objects are shattered little by little.Diarmuid knew that that was what it looked like after the blood dried up.

Just standing here, Diarmuid can feel a kind of sadness.Thinking of his master being in such an environment, Diarmuid panicked again.

The picture changed again. Diarmuid saw Ayakawa and four people sitting around the fire, not knowing what to say, but there was a rare relaxed atmosphere on his body, but the next moment he was interrupted by a shelling .

Diarmuid stood aside and watched the black shells continuously fall on the places where everyone was standing, watched them immediately organize their hands to counterattack, and watched Ayakawa charge into the battlefield with the knife in his hand.

The sword kept waving, and the shouts of killing were endless. Diarmuid's eyes were fixed on the figure surrounded by the battlefield, and his hands were clenched.

He resented himself for being powerless, he could only stand here and watch but couldn't step forward to help.

Blood splattered, both his own blood and the enemy's blood on his face and body.The clothes were stained a large blood red.Diarmuid followed closely beside Ayakawa and watched him fight on the battlefield, watched him swing his sword decisively, watched them being besieged and unable to dodge and was injured, and watched them retreat in embarrassment.

Time and time again, Diarmuid saw nearly ten such battles, watching the number of people on his master's side gradually decrease, and seeing the tired but desperate eyes of the soldiers.

The picture changed again, and Diarmuid saw five slow-moving figures supporting each other in distress. Behind them were piles of corpses. Diarmuid didn't care about the battlefield, but looked at Ayakawa worriedly. There is a sour feeling in my heart.

He thought, the desolation of the end must be talking about the current situation.

Diarmuid watched his master use his abilities to heal his companions, and because he kept staring closely, he naturally noticed Ayakawa's paler complexion, misty pupils and trembling fingertips.

"Lord Ayagawa..." Diarmuid stretched out his hand to help him, but once again passed through the opponent's body.

At this moment, most of the shells rushed towards this side again. Diarmuid watched Ayakawa being dragged away by his companions, and finally had no choice but to separate and flee.

Diarmuid watched his master stop and watch his companions leave, and then blocked the pursuing enemy with all his remaining vitality.

The huge flames of the machine exploded into the sky. It was obviously successful, but Diarmuid did not relax, because the figure he had been watching fell down.It turned into golden sand and blew the entire battlefield little by little, leaving nothing behind.

Diarmuid put down his outstretched hand, lowered his head, a firm light flashed in his eyes, and clenched his fist.

Although doubting that such a scene is not what it should be in this world, Diarmuid does not want to delve into it.

At this moment, he couldn't be more clear about his inner thoughts and decisions. He wanted to protect the master and serve as the opponent's shield and spear. Even though the master's ability was strong enough, he couldn't shake his determination at this time.

All he has to do in the future is to brandish the gun in his hand for the master, that's all.

The picture in front of him became blurred, and Diarmuid should exit from the memory scene when he opened his eyes again.

He watched the person lying on the bed walk over, knelt down on one knee and held the hand of Ayakawa who was still asleep, leaning his forehead gently on the back of Ayakawa's hand and said softly.

"Master Ayagawa, I will become the sharpest weapon and the most reliable shield in your hands!"