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Medissa noticed that the expression of one’s own Lord Thane was a little bit wrong. Looking down, suddenly the face was dizzy. She bit her lip and quickly blocked the exposed spring. If you change to someone else, it will inevitably get angry in this situation, but Medissa can’t say anything with her usual temperament. The atmosphere between the two is a bit awkward for a moment.

For a while, Brando was whispered: “Reassured. My Little Princess, I have already arranged it, I will not make a joke about Yula’s safety, you should understand.”

Medissa un’ed is a answer.

But after a while, she still whispered quietly: “If you bring Andelique, she can still fight.”

Brando still shook his head: “No need, you and Mordefeys have no fighting power, Scippamira is unconscious. Only Andelique among you has a little fighting power. I can rest assured that she stays here.” After his speech, he looked at the other side of the valley. Direction of the entrance: “Madara’s bone shelf should come in that direction, Kirrlutzian will not be too far…”

Medissa also looked at the entrance to the other side of the valley. The green valley reflected the fascinating green in the sun. She suddenly said, “Maybe someone can help you, Lord Thane.”

“Who?” Brando turned back.

“The bone shelf, you won’t forget it. Lord Thane.”

“Crott, is it still alive?” Brando finally remembered the poor worm. Said quite surprised.

“Yes, and Sir Lorison wants to see you too.”

Brando groaned and then nodded, and the two of them fell into silence for a while, as if they all understood that there was a problem that had not been said yet, but they both cared for each other’s minds. Not willing to take the initiative to speak. After a while, Brando said quietly: “Medissa, you elder sister she…”

“I already know,” Medissa shook her head. “No need to say. Lord Thane.”

Brando looked towards the Silver Elf Girl, Medissa lowered his head and the look of the brief remark made him feel a little uneasy. “Really nothing?”

Medissa was silent for a while before saying: “Silver Elf will go to a place called Arfheim after his death. It is the sacred and beautiful valley of Saint Silver Valley, the spiritual belonging of our Silver Elf, one day, I will After seeing the elder sister there, and the father and mother, they just arrived at the gorgeous Paradise one step ahead of me.”

“Although it sounds great, I hope that Medissa will stay with me forever and live on this World.”

“Lord Thane, you really won’t comfort people,” Medissa almost smirked at him: “Let’s say Lord Thane will be old, and one day I will leave the adult.”

“That doesn’t matter, I will accompany you to that of Arfheim.”

“That won’t work. It’s the hallowed ground of Silver Elf. You are a human being, you can’t get in.”

“That’s not necessarily, I am Planeswalker, can’t I cross the plane?”

“…you are too capricious, adult.”

……

This is Brando’s second time to see the Templar Knight’s undead, sitting under a towering white rock with his head down, like a contemplative, long cloak, the end is dragged to the ground, comparable to the red It seems to be the end of the hero who is flowing. The rusty sabre was inserted in front of it, a bunch of golden sunlight shot from the treetops, shining on the hilt, the gemstones on the hilt shining, as if telling one from before the passage of Time s story.

After Sir Lorison sat on the sword, the injury on his body seemed to have recovered almost. At least on the surface, but the golden flame in the eyelids was faint.

“You are here, young Knight.” When Brando’s arrived, Lorison came to the head, and it was deeply sunken on the skull, and the crown of golden was shining.

“I’m not Knight,” Brando showed Earth Sword, who was hard to find. “I am a warrior, a swordsman, but not a Knight.”

“All the same, with the demise of Life, time has a different meaning in my eyes, the past understanding no longer binds some eternal meaning.” Undead replied: “In my eyes, Knight is not an identity, but a A symbol of loftyness, it symbolizes someone who has some kind of pursuit, I can see your attachment, why do you deny it, I think it will not make you feel embarrassed.”

Brando is silent. “Your lady. Dear Mr. Knight?” He looked around all but didn’t see the soul of Lorison’s lover, nor did he see the shadow of the gray-scarred Knight Croat.

“She left, the world is only bound to her, even my love is the same, but she finally got peace and relief. This is thanks to you.” Undead’s voice is calm as a dream.

Brando smiled. “You don’t have to thank me, I don’t have no purpose, and the results are not bad. Your guardian has a meaning.”

“I have to leave,” undead replied. “I can feel a voice in summon. My soul is about to return to eternity. This World has a variety of meanings in front of my eyes. I can’t help but remember one’s own. The age of Kirrlutz in that era, the bluish green plains are like dreams. We can chase one’s own beliefs and dreams…”