Chapter 39 Chapter Thirty-eight

I looked at him in surprise.Watching the other party say these words to me, the sorrow settled deep in the eye sockets is like fireflies gathered in the summer grass, one by one is lit by hope. How strange.Often just a second ago, I still deeply believed that I would definitely die this time, and then the turning point came.This happens every time.Back and forth, over and over again.For a while I was full of hope for myself, and for a while I fell into the abyss of hopelessness again.It's as if the relationship between us has been ups and downs in turbulent waves for six long centuries, and then turned around and survived the desperate situation.

There is often only a thin line between love and hate, life and death.Advance is life, retreat is death.vice versa. I caressed the ring on my ring finger.It will take me a while to get used to its existence.Just now, D has made his precious promise.What about me? "What should I do?" I said vaguely. "Find Lotbar. Wake him up." I looked up at him, not sure if I understood what he meant. "The man we saw in the Field of Joy was not the Lotbar." D explained to me. "As you may have noticed, he is not the Lotbar we know. The newborn devil has nothing to do with us." any memory of

"so what?" "You're going to wake him up with your own power. He has to be on our side. Because we can't beat two Hiss. Nobody can." "Plus Silver's Holy Brotherhood." "And the entire Continent of Wind." D said heavily, "Even including Siegfried." "He will be against us too?" I couldn't believe my ears. "He will fulfill his duties as a WindClan soldier. What's more, Heath has brought Emily into the Evergreen Country, and now he will have no worries." I lowered my head and carefully pondered what the other person said, feeling very uncomfortable.Little S would not do this, I thought silently, he is my friend no matter what.

"Birds are the most narrow-minded creatures. They are cunning and fickle. They will get angry because of a little thing, and they will not recognize each other." D glanced at me, "Besides, you have been separated for a long time." "Thank you for reminding me." I replied angrily.There is one more sentence left unsaid: but unfortunately we are human beings. "He'd rather be a bird now." D unceremoniously read my thoughts.I glared at him and said nothing. "Once, of course, it was a long, long time ago." After a while, D said slowly, "Heath—his name was Ojto at that time, and he once helped a WindClan A prince takes the throne in a power struggle."

"Prince of the Wind Clan? Just like the current Sylph?" "Almost. This guy has a deep connection with the Wind Clan elves." "Because he is a swan himself?" I pouted. "Probably." D showed a faint smile, and continued, "My point is that the name of the previous Prince of WindClan happened to be 'Siegfried' as well." I frowned at him: "Are you implying...?" "I'm not implying anything. However, Siegfried was a bird in the past, Siegfried is a man now, and they both appear in the Land of Evergreens. Of course, there may be It has nothing to do with it. Siegfried—after all, this is a very common name." D paused, "But if there is a connection between the two of them, it would be a troublesome matter."

"Why?" I am now like Emily upper body, asking questions non-stop.I couldn't help but start thinking about that nice girl who was always blah, because if she was here, I wouldn't have to ask some questions. "His relationship with Heath. Siegfried first appeared with Heath, remember? As a classmate." D reminded me, "Now they come to the Evergreen Kingdom separately, but they are still together. I I'm worried that there must be some relationship between him and Heath that we don't know about. And that relationship will end up working against us."

I looked up at D's increasingly solemn face, and couldn't help comforting him and said, "No matter what, we have to find them first." "Yes." D nodded in agreement.He put his hands on the shackles that bound my wrists and fiddled in the dark for a while.I suddenly feel relaxed.The heavy iron chain slid down to the ground like a dead python, curled up in a pile among the grass stalks.There was a dull echo from the walls again. "Put on your mask and go to Lotbar now." D said to me in the echo. I rubbed my sore wrist, complaining inwardly why he didn't set me free sooner.Then I suddenly felt an inexplicable panic.

"Aren't you going?" When I asked this sentence, I couldn't restrain my trembling at all.It occurred to me that the current state seemed to have happened once before. "The two of us can't act together. The target is too big." D twisted his wrist and slipped from his shackles in an instant. He caught the iron chain with one hand and let it fall gently to the ground. The panic in my heart was once again magnified without limit.I threw myself into his arms and hugged his waist tightly. He stretched out his arms awkwardly, responding stiffly to my embrace.His body was as cold as ever, a bit colder than this gloomy dungeon.In an instant, I was wrapped in the unstoppable cold, and through the thin fabric, it was like a gentle touch like snowflakes, adhering to my hot body.My heartbeat suddenly accelerated, violent flames suddenly bloomed on my skin, and invisible flames shot up high, desperately hitting the severe cold of the outside world, trying to melt everything around me.

He tightened his arms, lowered his head, and looked for mine with ice-like lips.I gave up my reserve, and couldn't wait to meet him, letting the sweet taste of the other party flood my mouth in an instant.Ice and fire fought each other in a narrower space, and they refused to give in to each other, so that the lives of the people were burnt, and the corpses were scattered all over the field.I was dizzy under the strong impact, and I just wanted this moment to never stop, even if the whole universe collapsed before my eyes-no, stop! I left the world of flames and ice in a panic, straightened my clothes, and tried to keep my breathing steady.I didn't dare to look at him, and lowered my head, secretly hoping that the other party wouldn't notice that my face was as red as the rising sun—but maybe it didn't matter, he probably didn't remember what the horizon looked like long ago.

D took a step forward and took my hand. "I'm yours, Odell." He whispered to me, "Even if we are temporarily separated, my heart will be with you." "I know." I responded to him with a voice as thin as a mosquito, still not daring to look him in the eyes. He gently lifted my face: "I will not leave you, never." The gray eyes, like crystals melted in honey, quietly poured into my heart, and then filled them. "I promise you in the name of love," he said convincingly as he put the old mask on for me with his own hands, "if 'nothingness' can't destroy you, neither can 'land of evergreens' .”