Moonlight night
The rain stopped.
This storm, which had been raging for too long, finally came to a halt in the early morning of October 4th.
The moon that had been blocked for too long finally regained her face from behind the clouds, and once again bestowed the silver light on this land.
Swing, squeak...
The child sitting on it has not slept for two days and nights.
Her pink hair is now disorganized. The emerald eyes are also dull now.
She sat on the swing in a daze like this, with the waves of swings, looking at the two amethysts in her palms.
Staring into those eyes...
It's over...
This big case that caused a sensation all day was suddenly solved at night. Princess Walnut was participating, and announced that the perpetrator of the crime was a patient with a mental illness, and it was the half-spirited young man. After killing someone, she absconded in fear of crime. Now the whole place is under martial law, ready to apprehend this homicide at any time.
Semi-jīng spirits are inherently unstable factors, so no one would doubt this. Even if there are many suspicions in it, the objective evidence that emerged on the scene all showed that the murderer was a 13 or 4 year old child. Therefore, even if there is doubt, it cannot be refuted, and it is impossible to fundamentally deny this conclusion.
The next thing is for the security team.
However, the commander of the Eighth Knights took the blame and resigned after this incident on the grounds that he had not been able to catch the criminal. Although many people tried to stay, the officer left. Many people think that the knight who has worked for the stag for half his life was exhausted because of the tragic death of his son. Therefore, they all regretted...
Yes...no matter what happens, no matter how bad things get, things... will always end.
And this world is just so strong, no matter how much trauma it receives, it will slowly recover in the end, except for the scar that is almost invisible...
The silver moonlight is clear and lonely.
This silver light combined with the pink hair, bringing a more lonely feeling.
She looked at the amethyst in her hand, and the tears from the corner of her eyes flowed down again. Sad and sigh for my dead friend...
The idiot walked out of Yin's shadow and looked at this girl who was immersed in grief. He snorted and stepped forward.
Bread turned her head and saw that it was an idiot. She continued to sob, sobbing in her voice. After that, she threw herself into the arms of the harbor.
Idiot, holding this body...
He gently stroked this girl's hair, brushing the frost and cold on it.
Up to now, the only thing he can do is to act as the child's biggest haven, allowing her to act coquettishly and cry in his arms more freely. Spread all the grievances and sorrows, all, in these tears...
...
I've cried enough bread, tired, and fell asleep.
The idiot's dark pupils stared at the child, looked at her tear-stained face, and picked her up.
Look up and look at the sky. The brilliance of the bright moon still shines on this girl's face.
The night wind in October is slightly cooler. A gust of wind blew, and this girl curled up into the idiot's arms, and the idiot hugged her tighter, turned around, and used his back to block the cold wind for her.
In the silent night, the idiot walked back slowly.
There is no one on this quiet road, only the carpet of silver brilliance, silently extending forward...
"I don't know, your purpose."
Walking, walking... The idiot opened his mouth slowly and said.
"I don't know, what are your plans."
It's quiet around, no one is there, of course, no one is listening to these idiots, right?
"But I believe that you should have your own judgment and your own decision. I don't know whether you think I am unqualified or whether you want to test my abilities."
The idiot said loudly to the empty street as he walked.
"If you have any dissatisfaction or questions, you can come at me. But, one thing."
Hei's pupils are low. Quietly looking at the iǎnv child in his arms.
"Absolutely, we can't let our affairs involve bread. I don't allow you to let this girl intervene in our problems for any reason."
"Just like you don't want your wife to have an accident."
"I... don't want her to have an accident."
In the air, a wisp of wind brushed the idiot's cheek.
At night, the surroundings are already quiet and silent.
No one answered...Of course, in a place where there is no one, it is impossible for anyone to answer idiots.
But the idiot doesn't care. After saying this, he didn't expect any answer, but continued to hold the nv boy in his arms, blended into the night, and slowly disappeared...
Goodsea House.
In the middle of the night, the meeting hall.
In this unlit hall, everything is so dark. But, except for one thing...
Those are those eyes that glow with red luster. Now he is sitting neatly on both sides of this long table.
"My king, this time the incident has clearly shown that there are still a lot of restless elements in our blood clan members. If we don't restrict them, I am afraid that they will be out of control before our clan grows stronger."
A pair of scarlet eyes widened and began to talk. He talked freely towards the chair of this long table.
There is a person sitting on the chair. But now, this person was completely shrouded in darkness, and he didn't even open his eyes.
"People who join our clan need to be restrained. Moreover, I suggest that we can no longer add blood clan members at will. At least, we can only consider this after examining the other person’s character and whether the consciousness of obedience is strong. Otherwise. , This situation will be more and more like now."
"Well, I understand what you mean. But, my lord, I have a more urgent question to report. As you know, this time Viscount Dakolai's random actions were silently wiped out. Except. I really can't imagine that someone could kill him so easily. Moreover, the last Dracula District incident was also. No matter how bad our lower blood races are, they will eventually be killed."
"You mean... someone can deal with my clan?"
"Yes. Although it's hard to believe, there is a nemesis of our race in the windblown sand... It should, it can't be wrong."