Chapter 18 Your Smile

The bright moon, which is the same as at that time, still maintains the same silence, and the beginning and end of any story seems to have nothing to do with it.

The bright light of the full moon shines on the girl's face through the woods, just like the sunshine on her face not long ago.

Obviously, there are two completely different beauties, but with the same purpose.

She didn't know when she began to fall asleep in such a place.

Gently rubbed her eyes and recognized by the moonlight. Next to her were some guys of different shapes.

She knows that they are hard-won friends, Mancao, who are summoned.

Since they are friends of friends, they are also her friends, right?

The girl looked around for the trace of the grass, not only the grass, but also the big brothers she saw during this period.

They said they would be back soon and let her stay where she was and not run around.

She sat against the trunk, just like waiting for her sister to play with her and wait for them to come back.

"Are you waiting like Lilia?"

She learned from her sister and talked to them.

In the place where she used to live, the guys she met somehow made her want to lose her temper.

Even if I promised my sister to be patient, I would still accidentally burn a lot of people.

But even if they lose their temper several times like that, they will still come up and say some annoying nonsense as if nothing had happened.

In contrast, my sister always smiles at everyone.

... She actually wants to be as gentle as her sister.

At any time, I will smile at her gently, touch her head, and listen to her say something boring.

If her mother did not die when she was born... Then her mother must be like her sister.

When she said this to them, the muscular girl still laughed at her. It should be that her sister was like a mother. How could the mother like a sister?

But she still stubbornly thought that the queen must be like her.

If the mother had not passed away, it must have been the same, smiling gently at her, touching her head, and listening to her saying something boring.

Those people all say that they are very similar.

Hair and eyes often maintain a smile in front of them.

The two of them must be very similar, right?

That's why my sister tolerates her sudden coquettishness every time.

Because my sister and mother are very similar.

They are all people who spoil her regardless of time, place and occasion.

And what my sister promised her will definitely not go back on her promise.

"When will you meet Lilia's sister? She is a very good person! I promised Lilia that she would play with Lilia after she recovered from her illness!"

I will definitely not fail...

In the quiet night, a little movement can also be easily detected.

I don't know where it was, and there was a fight.

She held a vine with one hand and climbed up with difficulty, a little curious about the sounds.

Even if it was very inconvenient, she still didn't put down the staff in her hand.

She can't let go of this staff.

You can't let go of this staff at any time.

There is a voice in my heart that keeps saying.

She didn't know where the voice came from, but she has been saying this since she woke up.

Climb to a high branch to look for the sound source.

I only saw a direction, shining with colorful light.

It's dark night, but it lights up the dark forest like the sun.

Even at the dance and the flowers, I haven't seen so many colors.

It's like the Pandora's box in a fairy tale, which exudes an attraction to her.

Although it was the first time she saw it, she still had a hunch.

This kind of scenery, if you miss this time, you may never see it again.

Maybe it's like a epomean flower secretly blooming in the middle of the night, only for a short moment.

"Lilia wants to go to that place!"

She wants to see the most touching beauty in the world...

With all the colors she thinks is beautiful, the beautiful scenery is formed together...

That's the beauty that can't be seen in the palace...

She should write it down with her eyes and heart...

Go back and talk to your sister...

She wants to give her the most beautiful scenery...

"Sister..."

Although she already has the gentlest smile in her heart.

But she also wants to see the happiest smile in the world.

Shaking the vine like this, jumping with great joy, just like a pilgrimage.

"Lilia will bring you the most beautiful scenery!"

It's a pity that she doesn't know.

Not all things that look beautiful have the same beautiful essence as it.

Those attractive beauty may be accompanied by tears and shouts.

The so-called beauty is always based on the cruelty of reality.

As her father often said...

"Love and peace are based on strength."

The cemetery is full of corpses, and countless deaths and injuries.

These "corpses" may have a beautiful wife who is waiting for them to go back.

These "corpses" may have a lovely daughter who is waiting for them to go back.

These "corpses"...

The reason why they can't go back is that some people believe that the power to protect love and peace has been declared war.

Faith is accused of holding a weapon, hoping to be cut off by someone waving a sword.

What I have always believed in is suddenly facing the crisis of cleaning up the whole.

People who can't accept such changes hold a staff made of the best red flame ore... ignited a raging fire.

The blinded soldiers continued to serve without thinking about the so-called meaning.

Because they themselves know that the truth of the facts has little to do with them.

In the eyes of outsiders, they exist to protect the love and peace of the elves.

The standard of love and peace is set by the royal family.

So they have long known that they exist to protect the royal authority.

Only a fool like Hack will be happy.

Only cowardly like Bohr will be disappointed and run away.

But what is it that they are so numb to accept the so-called seemingly determined fate...

"Don't fight... Anyway, I will die sooner or later..."

Leona couldn't help shouting as her former comrades-in-arms fell one after another.

She once had the same faith and firmness as them.

Although I get one lie after another.

But the enthusiasm in my heart to make the elves better is true...

It's obviously a person with the same mood...

People who want to see the same future...

"Don't fight! I won't live long...but they still have a good future...at least let them... let them... live well..."

Leona struggled to get up and rushed to stop their attack.

"It's really a sister..."