051, you can't believe it

When everyone looked down on her and gave up on her, the only person who was still carefully teaching her truth, goodness and beauty, encouraging her, and comforting her was the only bright light in her dark 12 years of life in the past.

Idalos.

Is he following himself? Yin felt a chill coming up from the soles of her feet.

Blackcurrant seemed to see something from her expression, but he didn't ask anything. He lowered his head and got into the tower: "Let's go, carry you down?"

Yin shook her head stiffly, and Blackcurrant took her hand and took her down the spiral staircase.

Idalos has been following himself and constantly creating crises around him - is this kind of thing possible? Why did he do this?

"Sister Yin? Why are you so ugly?" When she met Suti with gauze wrapped around her head in the corridor, Suti looked at her faltering worriedly and asked.

Yin shook her head and said in a hoarse voice, "Does your head still hurt? Go lie down and have a rest."

Su Ti laughed and said, "I'm fine. Sister Yin herself seems to need a good rest, so don't worry about me."

The nightmare floated up from outside the corridor, bowed to them, and then said to Yin, "Master, please come to his room. I have something to say to you."

"Ah, okay, I..." As soon as Yin was about to follow it, Blackcuron stood in front of him: "Go and tell Aaron Cameron that I'm not free now."

Both Suti and Nightmare looked at them inexplicably. Is it very busy to walk hand in the castle hand in hand?

Yin pushed him hard: "Xiaohei, Mr. Cameron is injured. There must be something very important to rush me over. I'll be back in a minute." Blackcurrant was unmoved, and only one hand firmly controlled her and couldn't get out.

"Xiao Hei!" Yin was a little angry and shook her arm hard, but she still couldn't break free from his clamping.

"No, don't go." Blackcurrant's tone was also rare with anger. He glanced at the nightmare waiting in place and dragged Yin back to the room directly.

With a "bang", the door fell loudly. Suti felt that her hair stood up and turned her head tremblingly to look at the nightmare: "Well, that... Mr. Miceru?"

The nightmare saluted her as a gentleman, turned around and flew over the railing in the corridor to Cameron's bedroom, and returned to her life.

Cameron listened to its report and simply nodded: "The defense of the castle still needs to be strengthened. Go ahead, Miseru, I'll call you if I have something to do." The nightmare quietly exited the room.

"What does the teacher think of that?" Heimlin turned the wheelchair from the window sill back to the bedside.

"I'm gratified that her mental strength is not under Margaret, but I'm also worried," Kame is in **. His spirit doesn't look very good. Too much blood loss makes his lips look bloodless. "Even if she doesn't want to follow her mother's path, she must seriously learn how to control her mental strength. Otherwise, it may cause trouble to the people around you, and it will still be found by the Parthian Legion.

Heimerlin took a breath and blinked: "Do you think she will be on my side?"

Cameon closed his eyes and shook his head: "I can't predict this. I just hope she can live a happy life. Don't be as wandering like Margaret... her mother, and finally die in that way."

The young prince was silent, and the old man smiled again and said, "Do you feel very unwilling? I'm your teacher, but I won't help you convince her. When you are chased by your father, the first thing to think about is whether she is happy or not - Heimlin, my child, do you know why Samantha and I are willing to do this?

Heimlin lowered his head, pinched the bridge of his nose with his fingers, and replied in a low voice, "I don't know."

"She used her invincible power to save us from the desperate situation. No, no, no, I'm not referring to her spiritual power, but her heart. Do you know what I mean?"

Cameen smiled cheerfully and rubbed his beloved student's head: "There is a light in her heart that can dispel all negative emotions. With her, you can't help living. You will find that everything around you is so beautiful and you have a lot of happiness that others don't have. Child, a person's pursuit of strength can only prove that he is not happy. A happy person does not need strength.

Heimlin suddenly raised his head, and his eyes were full of unwillingness: "But I still need it, teacher, I have never felt happy."

"Go and get along with her for a while. Maybe she will tell you where your happiness is." Cameron said, coughed, and reached for the cup at the head of the bed. Heimlin immediately took the initiative to pour the cup over.

Came took a sip to moisten his throat, and then whispered, "Go, go to her side. Your happiness may be in her hands."

Haimlin couldn't refute the teacher's words. He just nodded, put away the water cup for him, and left the room with a wheelchair.

At the same time, the room on the third floor was tense. Yin stood up and retorted loudly again and again, but was pressed back to the sofa and sat down. The black gallon iron man stood in front of her, exuding a strong sense of oppression all over her body, completely unwilling to give up.

"I said that there is no such person. No one will be bored enough to start following me from Wangdu. If he wanted to kill me, he would have done it long ago. Are you going to tell me that this is just a pervert with voyeurism?" Yin questioned loudly with resistance.

Blackcurrant had a height advantage, but at this time he stood. It was extremely dangerous to raise his chin aura a little. He didn't say anything, but looked down with a calm face and waited for her to admit it.

The stalemate has lasted for a long time. Yin doesn't know why she is so stubborn, but she wants to believe that Idalos has been lurking in the dark. If she wants to be unfavorable to her, she can't do it anyway. In her heart, anyone may betray, hurt and abandon her, but only that person will not.

If he wants his own life, there have been countless opportunities in the past six years. Why wait for now?

If he didn't do those, who would?

Yin finally bent down and hugged her head: "I really don't know what kind of answer you want from me."

"Why are you hiding it from me?"

"I said I didn't hide anything from you. Why do you always ask repetitive questions?"

Blackcurrant frowned, as if he was tired of this progressless confession. He took a step back and then took a step back.

Yin inexplicably felt cold on his back and looked up at him: "What are you going to do?"

"What do you think?" The black gallon was expressionless, clenched his fist gently, and the joints made a crisp and wrong sound, "If you still don't want to tell the truth..."

Yin looked at him in a daze, and it was almost impossible to believe his eyes. Are you ready to change to violence?

However, Blackcurrant was not violent as she guessed. His eyes swept to the right quickly, and then kicked the door to the small balcony into pieces at such a speed that the process could hardly be seen. There was a faint blue ripple in the sound of glass bursting and splashing wood chips - that foot was not It only smashed the tangible obstacles and destroyed the hidden magic hazy shadow of the third stage of the water system. A man wrapped in a black cloak suddenly appeared.

"...What if the facts are in front of you?" The blackcurrant stared coldly at the man on the balcony who had been exposed and still stood calmly against the wall.

Yin almost jumped up from the sofa and stared at the man in black of unknown origin.

The man in black did not panic. It seemed that he had expected to be exposed for a long time, but turned his head to look at her indifferently.

Under the black hood, the white mask covers the real face. The two curved gaps of the crescent moon are even the eyes. Although the symmetrical hooked mouth is smiling, on this smooth face, it will only make people feel particularly strange and gloomy.

"Beast-like insight, amazing destructive power, and absolutely calm judgment," the man in black laughed nicely from under the mask. "It's worthy of being the leading killer of the Parthian Legion, the roaring nightmare, Camus."

Yin was so scared that he couldn't breathe smoothly: "Who are you... What the hell are you..."

The man in black laughed twice and asked maliciously, "Have you forgotten me? We met again not long ago. Your ruthlessness makes me feel cold, beautiful Princess Amber."

Princess Amber? In the flash, Yin remembered something and shouted, "You are that--!"

At this moment, the shouts of Heimlin and Suti came from the corridor. They all heard the loud noise of blackcurrant kicking the door panel just now. They were rushing this way. The man in black bowed with a little regret and said goodbye in his magnetic voice: "See you later." Then he turned around and jumped down from the balcony, so fast that even the blackcurrant could not stop it. Yin rushed to the balcony and saw the black cloak unfolding backwards, holding up the falling figure against the wind like eagle wings, and soaring into the distance with a beautiful arc in the air.

"What's the matter!" The door was knocked open, and the nightmare made his debut. Suti pushed Heimlin in the wheelchair and rushed in anxiously.

Yin was still lying on the balcony and stunned, and the black currant stood in a pile of debris without saying a word.

That sound was seen when she was captured in the city of Markopoli, and was called the dimensional cracker of Isaiah by the city owner.

It is also the sound of nature that has saved her from the abyss of self-abandonment countless times.

"Idalus..." She finally had to admit this fact. Compared with the reality at this moment, the inner contradictions and verbal resistance just now seemed so ridiculous that her desperate guess to deny turned out to be true.

Su Ti timidly walked around her and pulled her skirt: "Sister Yin."

"It's okay," Yin turned around with a smile, "I'm fine." There was some itching on his cheeks. He raised his hand and rubbed it, leaving a wet mark on the cuffs.

Suti moved her lips and didn't dare to say anything. She secretly glanced at the blackcurrant's unincompetent expression, and gently left the balcony and pushed the wheelchair out of the room.

There were only two people left in the room. The mountain wind roared across the window sill and blew Yin's curly hair. She was about to use this as an excuse to find another place to sit down and talk about the problem again. She heard footsteps behind her. Looking back, Blackcurrant didn't say anything and left her and left the room.