biography of blake

When Blake closed his eyes and pondered, suddenly a voice slowly said: "What's wrong?" Blake turned his head and saw a beautiful female elf with light blue hair.

"Who?" Black turned his head, squinting his ice-blue eyes. This person seemed strange, yet familiar.

"Who am I, you don't need to know." She smoothed the broken hair on her forehead.

Blake didn't say anything either.It was the man who said, "I'm looking for someone. If you can tell me where he is, I might grant you a wish."

"Why should I trust you?" Black closed his eyes, expressing disdain.

"If I lie, you will cut off my head." The elf's attitude seemed very sincere.

"Okay." Blake sighed and said nothing, "Who are you looking for?"

"Light Guardian Black," the man said softly.

"You, what are you talking about! Black? You know him!" Black excited.

"Yes." The elf with light blue hair expressed surprise at his behavior.

"Who are you!" Blake put his hands on his head, trying to think of something, but interrupted.

"Who am I, you don't have to know." Still the same sentence.

"Then please go." Black's attitude was indifferent. He forgot all his thoughts, and his mind went blank, as if he had said something wrong.thought Blake.

"Wait! Wait!" The elf was anxious, "What do you mean, you haven't answered my question yet!"

"You answer my question first." Black looked back with a cold light.

"Okay, but you must tell me where that person is!" the blue-haired elf gritted his teeth and said.

"Is that person so important to you? It can be seen that your name seems to be very important. In order to find that person, you seem to be willing to give up your life to find out the whereabouts of that person." Black raised his eyebrows. Heartfelt companion, apart from the few so-called "friends" in the Alliance of Gods of War, who else would care about him so much?

"Not much nonsense, my name is, my name is..." She hesitated for a while, and then said, "My name is Berna."

Blake gritted his teeth: "I've seen people who make up stories, but I've never seen people who make up stories like this. Berna died a long time ago, and you're still playing this with me. You're an idiot, and I'm also an idiot!"

"What's wrong with you, my name is really Berna." The elf who called himself "Berna" was taken aback by Black.

"You're still pretending!" Black raised his hand and was about to hit her, but suddenly she stopped in mid-air with a look of grievance on her face.

"I, I didn't pretend at all! I am the Guardian of Grace Star Light. I was killed by Wesker more than ten years ago, came to the underworld, but returned to the mortal world by mistake. Black is my only younger brother. My only family member, in order to find him, I am willing to go through fire and water, no matter what!" She suddenly raised her head, "I have another name, Vessely."

"Wesley?" Blake showed an unbelievable expression, "There are six major systems in the fairy world, namely gold, wood, water, fire, earth and light. Rumors say that among these six major systems, each has its own Among them, I found out that the name of the light system is Wesley. In this way, you are still a member of the light system?"

"Yes, I am the God of Light."

"What a joke, I haven't heard of the God of Light and his younger brother." Black laughed.

"It's up to you to believe it or not. In short, you tell me where Black is first." The man was anxious.

"Black, oh, Black..." There was a gleam in his eyes, "Do you know his other name?"

"Of course I know, I'm his sister! He also has the same name as me, Bourne." Proud and bitter at the same time.

Blake was silent. Is the God of Light in front of him really his long-lost sister...

Finally, he said: "Sister, I am Bourne."

"What!" Berna's pupils suddenly dilated, revealing an expression of incomparable surprise and joy.

Blake lowered his head and said nothing, like a child who has made a mistake.

"Are you really Bourne? Do you remember me? Do you still remember me!" At first, it was joy, but it was replaced by anger.

Blake still didn't speak.

"Enough is enough!" Berna yelled madly.

"You came to the mortal world by mistake, it's our fate. If you react like this, you might as well go your separate ways." Black looked up with complicated eyes.

"You! Good brother, such a good brother! I didn't expect you to become like this! What a 'good brother'!" Berna wept.

Blake turned around, without saying a word, just walked quickly, with two tears drawn invisibly...