Dark Iron Incident

"Then, Lord Chiron, did he lie to you, madam?"

"It can't be said that he lied to me. It can only be said that he will not grow old."

After finishing speaking, Kanna laughed one after another, but her hand holding the wooden bowl was still so steady, without shaking at all, "He won't grow old, my dear, I didn't think about it...but I can.

"I will grow old, I will lose my face, my singing voice, my agility... When he looks at me, I can feel that he no longer has that kind of affection for me, even a trace of tenderness in the world is lost." No, he didn't dare to look at me until later because he knew I could tell the boredom in the back of his eyes, and the despondency. Sometimes, he thought I was a stranger, a snatch You should have seen the way he looked at me at that time, my dear...you should have seen that the greatest wise man in the world is only in love with himself..."

"..." Zallion lowered his head, looking at the small gap on the tabletop, "...Sorry, I asked a bad question..."

The centaur shook his head: "Why are you sad, I won't tell you, how would you know."

"Then you...can't you let Zeus take back his life?"

"Zeus doesn't like his gift being modified at will, and he doesn't allow the person who is rewarded to have any dissatisfaction, so he said yes, but he will die immediately, because I am already considered a person who does not exist in the world, so I will I died completely... As for the choice I made, you should know. After returning, Chiron tried to deceive me with flattering words, saying that he had found a way to regain my youth, but forgot what I knew and As much as he; he tried to imprison me, for fear that I would impart knowledge that was his to others beyond his will...

"I finally couldn't stand it anymore and escaped with one of his most precious scrolls. You once told me that the life of fleeing in the bronze arrest was very hard. I said I understand. If you don't believe me, I will tell you again now , I understand, and I've had a harder time."

Kanna's hands finally shook and she had to put down the bowl.

"It was your mother who rescued me and allowed me to stay in Cabruheim. She also convinced your father not to pursue me as a 'god's lackey', as long as I don't show up too often. During the years I was able to settle down, I finally found a way to play around with the oracle and calm it all down.

"My immortality, my silver hair, I keep them, loneliness is my price, I have no children, I can't have a relationship with anyone, that's why when you asked me to be your teacher, I refused, because it wouldn't Successfully...I'm sorry, boy."

"You don't need to be sorry, ma'am."

The two sat quietly, the old man began to drink her wine, the young man looked at the winding path between the orchards, passing through here, there will be a small open space at the end, he was a long time ago There he offered to hug Clegane one last time.

"... 700 years?"

"Ok?"

"How long did it take you to forget Lord Chiron? 100 years? 200 years? ... or 700 years?"

"Not that long. I forgot about him from the moment I decided to run away."

"—but—but you," the shocked young man in blue stretched his neck, "you were willing to give everything for him...for him, ma'am!"

The silver-haired lady who propped her head smiled again. She looked at her student for a long time before she poured the wine on the grass, then covered the bowl, and gently opened her mouth to confess to him the darkest part of her heart.

"Whether I loved him so selflessly, or whether it was him, I can't remember now, what a crazy feeling, what a crazy idea, and it's really hard to blame him for everything. It's too big... Now that I think about it, maybe what I love is that kind of different life, what I love is out of control, what I love... what I love is his eternal life...

"I'm not as noble as you think, Zallion. I also thought I was a victim. I hated Chiron for a long time. I thought he was the one who caused me to be like this, and he was the murderer...but It's really not, my dear. After all, I choose the road. When Zeus asked me if I would give up all this and give up eternal life, what appeared in front of me was not Chiron's face, but my own. In fact At that time, I should have known that I could not blame the person who no longer loved me, because I also no longer loved him, and I couldn't bear this lonely, cold...but eternal life...I didn't want to die."

She gently held Bingzi's hand, "Fake love always has other plans, even if the happiness was so real at the time, the pain of separation was so real that it blinded all your senses, but in retrospect, you will find clues …When you find these clues, suddenly, you will be relieved, it is so easy, it will be broken by itself."

Zalyon's heart twisted again. He looked back at Kanna, and asked with a feeling of fear or expectation: "I can... can I forget so easily? As long as I can prove... ...is this love fake?"

The silver-haired lady opened her mouth and closed it again, then she shook her head and just smiled without saying anything.When saying goodbye, the old man patted him on the back twice and whispered in his ear: "Whether it's true or not, you should forget it."

The giant ice dragon, which had left with joy, returned to its territory with an unusually dignified expression, and almost tripped over the icicle it lifted.

You should forget... what do you mean you should forget?Haven't I already forgotten?I've tried so hard, haven't I succeeded?I have never heard of you mentioned by anyone, never dreamed of you again, and never sent you any news, Clegane... I don’t feel pain when I think of you, isn’t that just forgetting?You no longer have any influence on me, you are nothing to me, even if I really want to go to the Hundred Ghosts Carnival and see you, I don't care - I have already forgotten, I have obviously forgotten, I Already forgot!

Zalien spread his wings high, and the iceberg of the crystal-clear hall immediately appeared the appearance of the fire dragon, like a mirror, no matter what the Lord Winter did, the reflection of the fire dragon would do what he did.Zallion shook his head slightly in reality, then folded his wings, and then made a few mocking expressions.

Do you see, madam...?I have long forgotten that even if he appeared in front of me, it would have no effect on me.

Hmm... But Clegane usually has a more serious expression. He doesn't smile, and he rarely looks down at people. His neck is always held high, and when he hums, he trembles in resonance.

Zallion slowly shaped the real appearance of the World Destroyer. The shadow in the illusory mirror looked down at him, and there was still a red light looming in the gap of the black armor on his chest. The flames in his body are consistent, and when he opens his bloody mouth, the sharp and beautiful dragon teeth will appear in front of the world.

The World Destroyer's mouth was slightly opened, he moved his tongue and blinked his eyes lightly.

Zallion, who had already fallen into the scene before him, flapped his wings and uttered a word before he had time to think about what he was going to do.The virtual image in the mirror did exactly that, raised its head, stretched out the huge dragon wings, and then said with a voice that could shake the earth: "Charlie."

The outstretched iron hoof touched the solid ice he had built, and Zallion, who suddenly came to his senses, stepped back in big strides. The virtual image instantly turned into a whirlpool and disappeared on the other side of the iceberg, leaving behind a piercing choking sound echoing in the hall.

This time, the degree of heart clenching was even worse than when he signed the blood book 20 years ago. The pain of not being able to cry entangled him again, making him seal the door of the wild ice kiln in horror. Let no one see his pitiful and hateful appearance.

His limbs softened, and no matter how he took a deep breath like crazy, the tingling in his lungs seemed to be thirsting for more oxygen. He suddenly felt dizzy, and knelt down in the middle of the hall, trembling for a while, trying to get up , but the sound of drums that he least wanted to hear sounded in his ears.Immediately afterwards, there was a lingering stabbing pain in the internal organs.

How long it took to wake up, even Zaarion himself didn't know.Although he opened the door of the Wild Ice Kiln again, he refused to step out of the ice cave for several months after that, just sitting in every corner in a daze.

Sometimes it was too uncomfortable, and he had to hold the ancient ice that Clegane gave him in the deepest part of the palace to fall asleep.He hadn't dreamed in those months, not just of Clegane, he hadn't dreamed of anything, no glacier, no Shursula, no mother Shemeflanna.

Waking up with pain every day, but this time, it only took a few days for the pain to start to deteriorate, and soon it was not as severe as he remembered, nor did it hit his heart and make him restless day and night.This kind of pain seemed to have settled to a place that made him even more afraid.They solidify against each other and become a thick scab that won't heal, but won't crack either.

The haunting ghost is back...

Seeing that Ice Dragon's mood and face were getting worse and worse, Gary Face wanted to take him out to play again.But this time the ice dragon was unwilling to leave the nest no matter what, and when the earth monster described those bizarre scenes, he no longer felt excited.

In the end, not only Gary Face, but even Zallion himself found out—he lost interest in everything, and he also tried to drink the mango wine again, but to no avail, there was nothing in the world that could make him angry.

The happiness and open-mindedness that could be created in the past were revealed by the silver-haired lady's words. Once the seemingly beautiful veil is torn off, only the real face behind the veil will be remembered forever.

Here or there, Zalyon was not interested in what happened anywhere, nothing in this world was of his concern.The only thing that touched him a little bit was his friend’s sadness. Although he couldn’t respond to the other party’s feelings, he didn’t want the other party to suffer the same suffering as himself—even if the other party’s suffering was much lighter than his own now, it was still painful .

He tried to drive Garriface out of the forest, but the leopard refused to go, and insisted on licking his cheek every day.And he could only turn his head away, not to look at the big cat trying to warm himself.

After such a boring life, he suddenly didn't understand why he was an ice dragon, and his territory needed seasons other than winter.

Why should I usher in midsummer and golden autumn, and find these unpleasant things for myself...?

As long as I have myself, that's enough...