Elden Clergyman

The more red threads she held in her hands, the more she could glimpse the destined death.

The more you understand something.

She was destined to return the gloves.

It’s not even enough to just return it, it’s better to let someone else take it with her.

Torina, Millicent, even Rani...

But when she really tried to do so, she found herself stuck.

On the one hand, I have never done this kind of thing before and don’t know how to do it.

On the other hand, she really liked these gloves and was reluctant to give them away.

Should she wear it for a while longer? Just consider it as her little selfish wish.

But the problem was, her mind told her that the longer she wore it, the harder it would be to take it off...

Looking at the gloves on her hands, Melina was silent for a long time.

But finally, with a sigh, she raised her head, her eyes gradually becoming firm.

"Lord, you..."

The words stopped abruptly.

Because just when Melina wanted to say something, a hand quietly touched her shoulder, and then with a little force, pulled her into his arms.

After a moment, Melina came to her senses and lay in Lord's arms, looking at Lord who was lowering his head in front of her.

"you......"

"I asked you to draw it back, little bastard, but I haven't taken revenge on you for attacking me last time."

Melina was speechless for a moment.

How come this guy still remembers it?

Then, before she could organize her words, a flash of red suddenly appeared in her sight.

After seeing the postures of the two people, the red color froze in place.

"you......"

"Oh, Millicent, you've arrived just in time."

Lord looked up at her and then pointed at his face.

"Melina just drew a little turtle on my face. Come here and help me find it."

Millicent: "..."

So you two are together because of that little turtle?

If it were someone else saying this, using this kind of reasoning, Millicent would definitely not believe it.

But Lord...

You know what? That's Lord!

"There is no little turtle."

Millicent looked at Lord's face and didn't see any little bastard.

But Lord still looked uneasy.

"The marks may not be obvious. Take a closer look."

So Millicent leaned over without any warning, and was then embraced by a big hand.

"...Mr. Lord?"

Being held in his arms, Millicent, who was lying with Melina, was stunned.

Lord looked down at the wood and the little flower in his arms and gave a meaningful smile.

"Ha—the prank was successful."

Millicent: "..."

Melina: “…”

A sudden feeling of powerlessness crept over the two of them, making them doubt whether the emotional fluctuations in their hearts just now had any meaning to this fool.

Then, before the two could react, a golden figure suddenly appeared again.

“Is there any room left?”

"Have."

Then, between the wood and the red flowers, another piece of gold was squeezed in.

But this is not the end.

After the gold squeezed in, Lord thought about it again and simply opened the inventory. He called out the purple flower and the silver-white flower, and placed them on his shoulders, one on the left and one on the right.

Then, after fully arming himself with the girl's armor, Lord breathed a sigh of relief.

Holding the three in his arms and carrying the two on his shoulders, he looked at the golden tree in the distance, his expression gradually relaxed.

so good......

The feeling of having someone to hug...

Or rather, the feeling of no longer being alone.

......

"You have companions again."

In the gray sacrificial site, a woman wearing an eye mask held the ashes in her arms and gently stroked them.

"And it seems that this time, you don't need to worry so much about their departure."

Seeing that the person in her arms was still trying to pretend to be asleep, the woman with the eye mask raised the corners of her mouth slightly, lowered her head, and blew a few breaths on his face.

After watching the tip of the nose move a few times due to the itch, she raised her head with a smile and continued to speak.

"Don't worry, I'm not angry, and I'm sincerely happy for you."

"but......"

The woman with the eyepatch turned her head and looked at the purple flower on the side.

"Don't forget the child either."

"When you were in a precarious situation before, that child helped a lot and made great sacrifices."

As she spoke, the woman with the eyepatch waved her hand and called the little purple flower over.

Ashes, who was pretending to be asleep, opened his eyes a little, and then saw the purple flower, which was much dimmer than before and looked a little aggrieved.

"Lord Lord..."

Hearing this, the person pretending to be asleep sighed, then reached out his hand, hugged the purple ball into his arms, letting her act coquettishly, and took out a gray ring.

Without any hindrance, the gray ring was put on the slender finger.

[Obtain the oath 'Torina's Promised King']

After putting on the ring, the grievances of the purple flower were swept away.

After putting the ring on the purple flower, Ashes raised his hand and put a finger into her mouth to add to the dull color.

Then, after soothing the little purple flower, the half-asleep Ashes raised his head and looked at the woman wearing the eye mask.

"Before......"

"Something wasn't right with you before, so I left."

The woman wearing an eye mask hugged Ashes tightly in her arms and comforted him softly.

"It's okay, it's all over."

But the ash still did not give up, and still insisted on raising his hand and gently stroking her cheek.

Even with Alice's help and after a considerable period of self-healing, there was still a noticeable trace of the broken wound.

But Ashes offered no apology.

Because he knew that if he apologized for something like this, the other party would really be angry.

So, after a moment, after taking those scars into account, he changed the subject.

"I met some kids out there, they were all really nice kids..."

"The kind, the strong, the lovely, and Alice..."

"If possible, I really want to show it to you..."

Hearing this, the woman with the eyepatch was silent for a moment, then sighed.

"......What's wrong?"

The ash in his arms was a little confused.

The woman with the eyepatch touched him.

"Nothing, just a little sigh. Sure enough, the best firewood is solid wood."

Ashes, who was half asleep, did not understand the meaning of her words, and was unable to think.

Seeing that she was just sighing and not angry, he continued talking about the 'children' outside.

Talk about how good they are, how obedient and sensible they are, and how wonderful the world outside is.

By the way, tell her how much you miss her.

The woman with the eye mask listened quietly, and had no particular reaction whether the children were praised or herself was talked about.

Because she knew that to him, both herself and those 'children' were the same in nature.

After all, the term “solid wood” isn’t used for nothing.

Then, after the other party had finished speaking and they had been affectionate enough, she reached out her hand again, covered Huijin's eyes, and stroked them gently.

"Lord Ashes, this time it's almost over."

"Can you tell me the rest next time?"

This was not perfunctory. In fact, she would remember every word he said.

Especially before the purple flower came, she was guarding here alone, and the only sound she could hear was his.

She also cherishes the opportunity to communicate with others.

But like she said, this time it was almost done.

If she is overly greedy, it would be a dereliction of duty on her part.

Then, with that gentle caress, the ash in his arms slowly closed his eyes.

The slightest bit of clarity that had just appeared also fell into sleep.

Then, the purple flower, which was much brighter than before, raised its head and looked at the woman wearing the eyepatch.

"Has he been like this before?"

The purple flower was referring to the eyepatch-wearing woman's evaluation of the solid wood of ash.

After all, even if she didn't know what was happening outside, even if she was a child cursed and unable to grow up, she could sense something was wrong from Ashes' description.

But the other party seemed to take everything for granted.

Hearing this question, the woman with the eyepatch looked at the ashes in her arms and shook her head slightly.

"If you're talking about the past, he was indeed like this."

"But if it was even earlier than before, before he and I even met, he probably wasn't like this back then."

"I've never seen him like that either."

"But I've heard them say it."

The blindfolded woman raised her head and looked at the swaying flames not far away, which were a little brighter than before.

"He was still a human being then."