All the Handsome Deep Well Ice Like Me [Western Fantasy]

The black pupils shrank sharply. I turned my head and looked at the old man beside me in astonishment.

The old man sitting next to me didn't look at me, just smiled and looked at the direction of the stage with a relaxed expression. Wearing a simple but decent white robe, he was like an old man without the power of a chicken. I can tell at a glance that this is the most common clothes, and he has no accessories on his wrists and earlobes, let alone a self-disciplined defensive magic device.

The magic light hung in the height exudes a soft light, illuminating the entire auditorium. Although this unique light of Baider is dim, it does not make people feel drowsy, on the contrary, it will be more energetic.

However, looking at the old man's side face illuminated by such lights, I actually felt dizzy.

"Too nervous. Your Royal Highness Gardrich."

The old man in white laughed haha. The voice is the unique hoarseness of the old man in the evening, "In your mind, there should be thousands of ‘possibility’ flashed by this time...Haha. You are very smart. Just like your grandma."

"But compared to Jiulan's intuition in magic weapon science. Your intuition for crisis seems more acute."

The dim light was reflected in the deep eyes of the old man. He still smiled kindly. Like the grandfather next door who likes children, his voice is long and harmless.

but. The deafening heartbeat that almost hit the heart, proved one thing very clearly.

I am afraid, I am afraid, I am upset. Because of the old man around--

"In a way. You are right."

Deep and clear eyes looked at me. Facing me, whose pupils were trembling, the smile on the corner of the old man's mouth could not help but deepen.

"I am indeed not your companion."

The old man in white smiled. The hoarse and deep laughter was mixed with the lively conversation of the crowd, and it was so abrupt that it could not be ignored.

"Or, it's not an exaggeration to say that I am the ultimate villain. Haha."

I stood up abruptly from my seat. Hundreds of limbs and even fingertips were trembling. Something was ready to come out in the mouth, but I couldn't make a sound because of the dry throat.

Edward.

It is this name that I want to call out.

More than 40 years ago, he was in the same session with Jiulan, Rozroltun, and Heron Oz. A student of Bleusis who came with the beautiful idea of ​​combining theology and magic theory into one.

Although it is not like a three-person childhood sweetheart. But he joined the group because of Rozroltun. After Rhodes died, Helen Oz started the taboo life research.

To hide the research. The man who built the underground facility of Saint Enluth.

In order to heal Rozroltun's disease. The man who created Arnold.

——A person who knows all the truth!

"What are you doing stupidly standing here. Gadriche."

The black eyes suddenly regained their clarity. I turned around in the direction of the sound, and met my inorganic blue eyes.

The blond priest stood behind me, holding a bottle of drink in one hand, looking at me blankly. Was it because of the white clothes that were too similar, I actually held my breath in front of Adam subconsciously.

This is obviously a posture facing the enemy.

However.

"I've tried hard to get back, okay. Who made your school's magic vending machine so far away. Hum."

"Wow...Ah!!! Good ice!!! Why do you buy iced drinks in the winter!"

"Jellyfish tea can only drink ice."

Adam grinned mockingly. Put your finger on the extremely thin magic core used for sealing and press it firmly. The magic core piece that felt the power exploded directly under the action of the internal circuit carved into it.

This small, precisely-measured "explosion" can't hurt people at all. There was only a slightly cute "bang" in the voice. Directly broken into light particles.

Adam didn't pay attention to me anymore. Sit back on the chair with the jar in one hand. Inorganic eyes droop slightly, and the lazy priest waits boredly for the opening of the drama while drinking a drink.

"Ha ha."

Edward, who was sitting on the other side of me, smiled, "The relationship between the two is really good."

"Nie Yuan."

Adam responded very casually. Anyway, his words in the ears of others will be automatically corrected.

but.

"How can it be said that it is evil fate?" The old man in white smiled heartily. "The bond between people is such a beautiful thing, and all fate is worth cherishing."

"..."

Once again, my heart was swept by stormy waves and I did not speak. He just turned his head in silence and looked at the priest beside him.

The blond priest went straight past me, looking at the old man beside me. The inorganic eyes are dull. Obviously, the face has always been sacred to glow, but now it is shrouded in a layer of darkness.

"Who are you."

It is clear. The shock in Adam's heart is no less than mine.

As someone who didn't know Adam who led the NPC, it is impossible to have a relationship with the goddess. After all, even the inexplicable and **** "original knight" like Ace was in Adam's expectation. The goddess who lacks eyes and troubles can't hide anything from him.

So. As a "mortal", how did Edward do it?

Skip the "settings" set by the goddess. Hear the true words of the priest.

"Haha... You two don't have to stare at me with such terrifying eyes. As you can see. I'm just an old man half-lengthed."

Young Qingjun's face eventually grew old, and the years turned into fine lines. In that distant memory, the only surviving Edward chuckled, in a nostalgic tone, "I don’t need that extraordinary priest over there to do it. Just a little girl like you can ease my sixty old man. Uniform. A healthy and powerful body. This is a gift from time."

"But both of you are enduring... Are you worried that I will have something to spare? Haha...wise judgment. After all, there are many innocent and weak students here besides the two."

Adam and I were silent, quietly listening to Edward's questions and answers. The reverberating laughter in the empty auditorium became more and more noisy, and it seemed that a considerable number of people had already gathered in the auditorium.

So how many of these people are enemies and not friends.

I glanced at the priest beside me from the corner of my eye. He no longer looked at Edward, but the corners of his mouth were still pressed tightly. The platinum hair is still dazzling, but the handsome face under the hair is hidden in the shadow of the light, not real.

This is the first time I have seen Adam like this.

Converged all the gimmicks. The calmness from the priest calmed me down.

That's right. With Adam by my side, I wouldn't be in danger.

Although it always hurts Adam to be an unemployed middle-aged uncle who just doesn't do anything, the only way out is to be a stunned cowboy with his face. But I know his strength very well... After all, all these years have not been spent in vain. Seriously, Adam might even surpass Ace.

""Love, Fire and Poetry"... the masterpiece of my friend Roz Roertun that has been handed down to later generations. It is also my favorite literary work of the old man."

The old man's voice was smiling, hoarse and gentle. Unlike the code words that threatened us earlier, this time his words contained real and warm emotions.

"Haha...I will come to the Baide school every year. After all, at the Baide Academy where we met, I watched the drama written by my friend for the beloved Jiulan. It is also the promise of me who is still struggling in the distant future. The only consolation for the old man."

Come on. Grandpa Edward. Your words are too much.

In my heart, I was filled with the scene of the tall, brown-haired young man speaking heartily as he drew out Chi Yan's great sword.

At this moment, the most stable (?) reliable (?) Adam is with me. This is great.

According to Ace's violent temper, it does not matter whether the student is dead or alive. And the scene where Yinglan's king is secretly threatened is too beautiful for me to watch. Ashleyn is a clear and definitive Bleuhis faction. As for Arnold-I would blow it up if he was here.

I would never allow Edward to take Arnold away. Never allow it. Even at all costs.

"A rare opportunity. Let's put aside the unpleasant grudges first. Let's enjoy it together."

The old man said with a chuckle. As if reflecting his words. The lights in the auditorium were all dimmed at this moment.

...

The pitch-black eyes were hidden in the darkness, obscure. The bright and dim light on the stage can only occasionally sweep to the last row, leaving a flash of light in the dark eyes.

The actors and actresses on the stage are completely involved in the roles of the script. With the help of the magic guide, even the subtle sounds can spread throughout the auditorium. And through the light screens surrounding the loop on both sides, I can clearly see their expressions.

Reluctant to give up. lay down. pain. joy. comfort. sad. Depression. relief.

In the engagement ceremony of "Roz Roertun", in front of all relatives and friends, the moment "Jiu Lan" was sent away by hand. In his eyes looking at the girl's back who did not hesitate to go away, overly complex and strong emotions burst out for a moment.

Then, as if she couldn't bear this emotion. After the girl's figure disappeared completely. The young man in decent aristocratic clothes fell to the ground without strength, and was held in his arms by his close friend who looked terrified.

"Help him!!"

The boy named "Herron Oz", as the royal family of Baide, the genius of the magician, has always been arrogant and hard-hearted. But now he was like a loser with nothing, begging loudly for someone to save his only best friend.

The crowd quickly recovered after the initial consternation. Amidst the female screams, someone quickly stepped forward and squatted beside the boy, checking nervously.

Then.

"Jiulan!!!"

"Helen Oz" cried in the direction of the door.

"Jiulan!! Come back and have a look!"

Won't come back.

Because once you come back, you are destined to not escape the **** of this marriage. The seeds of betrayal have long been planted in everyone's hearts. It is a fact that the girl's loved one is not a teenager. Even her parents shed tears of grief at this moment.

and. If you come back now. On the contrary, it failed all the consciousness and hard work of the teenager.

...Is that right?

Looking at everything on stage. As a descendant of Jiulan, I asked myself in a dark voice.

The heart was pained uncontrollably. At this time, the sudden falling to the ground attracted everyone's attention.

I looked towards the back of the stage. What I saw was the young man in white who was sitting on the ground with a face of disbelief.

Short blond hair, soft enough to the delicate features of a good old man. And that white robe unique to Beluchis.

I silently looked at the old man beside me.

I saw him looking at everything on the stage. Weeping quietly.

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The grandma's matter... can only be said to be benevolent.

So the whole story of this article is a hot man.

There was a picture about Edward a long time ago. At the beginning, this man worked hard to cure this type of disease to comfort Rhodes's spirit in heaven. But after knowing that the essence of Warcraft is the soul of mankind, his mentality collapsed.

The series at the end of this story were also caused by the collapse of Edward's mentality.

As for Ace and Adam, these two are the orphans left by the goddess [Hey] I will talk about them later

ps. Search for the Baidu picture of Alice who ruled the country on Memorial Day, you can turn to the prototype picture of Ace