Light Spirit Epic

: : Can you remember love?

Chapter 688 The first volume of the final chapter: Can you remember love?

At the same time, Rome.

Merlin, who stayed at Fort Brindisi, and Merlin’s assistant, Lian Yin, were busy packing up the Temporary Magic Lab and preparing to return to the Tower of the Master.

"Don't you celebrate under King Arthur, Master Master?" Lian Yin asked for a variety of spell scrolls, and asked casually.

"Get things done here and go." Merlin sneered. "There are fireworks and fireworks on their side. It must be very noisy at this time. I don't like the noisy environment."

When the heat of the matter falls down and then go to Arthur, he won't mind - anyway, using the transfer technique is a matter of a moment. "

The female assistant shrugged and took the Master.

(He is actually just shy.)

"Everything is packed, come on." Merlin removed all his belongings in a huge spell-enhancing array, called Lianyin, ready for a large-scale transmission.

"Oh, wait, this scroll I want to keep -" The Pattimo girl leaned over and picked up a small scroll. It was an ancient scroll that was going to be weathered, with a lot of rough ancient magic. .

The mage dismissed it: "There is already a copy of the handwritten thing -"

"I know, but it still has its historical value."

Ding! A crisp, slightly loud sound. At the moment when the lotus sound picked up the scroll, a small thing slipped from her hair and fell to the ground.

It was a petite and cute flower headdress. The simple and elegant shape comes from a flower called [the sky].

Lian Yin looked at the headgear and settled for a long time. Not because of the beauty of the headgear, but because it exudes a sense of nostalgia.

"What's wrong, lotus sound? Is there anything else to bring?" Merlin saw the lotus sound in the hair, and asked.

The girl slowly picked up the headgear and was puzzled.

"I have this headdress in this headdress?"

"What are you talking about?" Merlin glanced at the flower headdress. "It’s just a small headgear. Which father and son are sending you? Your face is good, some people are fascinated by you, then normal. But now."

The lotus sound is still doubtful.

"I can't think of it." Tears slipped from the girl's face. "Whoever gave it to me, I just can't remember."

She wiped her tears: "But why do I want to cry when I see this headdress?"

Merlin looked at the lotus sound and was silent.

"Mr Master is sorry, please go back alone." The girl clenched her headgear and whispered, "I have to go to a place first."

"Go." Merlin smiled heartily and gently nodded: "If this is your destiny, please open your heart and welcome it."

In the evening, a small farm on the outskirts of London.

The small wooden house on the farm is the temporary residence that Arthur rented after he left the Knights of the North, and was the original "base" of the Knights of Arthur (later known as the Knights of the Holy King).

Arthur sold the small farm directly after he had the money, and it is now the private land of Arthur - although almost unknown.

In the darkness of the night, and in the shining flame of London, a figure slowly walked into the small room.

The werewolf teenager pushed the door open and wanted to take a good look at this place before leaving, this place where everyone lived together.

At the moment the door opened, the werewolf teenager unexpectedly discovered that there was a gurus in the house.

The Cavalier King sat on the wooden chair of the farmhouse and waited for the arrival of Bediville.

"Arthur?! - Oh no, King Arthur!"

"Oh, I’m curious, why do you know this place?" Arthur asked, opening his mouth. "This is a private place for you. Except for the members of the original [Arthur Knights], no one should know that it is right."

The werewolf boy was silent for a while.

"Because you know, you must have a close connection with the Knights of You. But strangely, you don't know you, not even any memories related to you. This is really illogical."

(even so.)

The werewolf boy whispered, trying to fool things into the past: "Your Majesty, I am just accidentally-"

"Don't lie, there won't be so many accidents in this world!" The Cavaliers were angry. "You must know you, you must have been here, and have deep feelings for this place."

Otherwise, you will never come to this deserted place in the middle of the night, when the sky is so busy in London - now, don't go anywhere, come in and sit down. "

Bedyville’s face was awkward, but he finally walked into the farmhouse, sat on a wooden chair, and sat face to face with King Arthur at the table.

The Cavalier King lit up the chandelier on the ceiling and looked at the werewolf boy like a prisoner: "Now, tell you, who are you? Where did you come from, how did you know this place; where are you going, What are you going to do?——

Take everything you know and confront yourself. If you don't want to die, it's best not to lie! "

Bedieville once again fell silent.

(What's the use?)

"You will not believe it"

"It doesn't matter. Even if you can't believe it, you still want to hear it!"

Pointless.

[Real] At the moment of blurting out, it will soon become a little different from the real [real].

True truth exists only in our hearts and cannot be expressed in words.

In the heart of the werewolf boy, his voice became more and more trembling: "Since you can't believe it, what is the use?"

I don’t know each other, why not say more;

Since there is no reason, why bother to know each other;

The past is like a illusion, like water without a trace;

One day today, Yongcheng is a stranger.

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Looking at Bediville, who was crying quietly in front of her eyes, the Cavaliers reached out and stroked the head of the werewolf boy.

"If that's the case, then it will be." The king whispered in a mild tone: "You just have to answer a question:-

Have we been friends? "

The werewolf boy paused for a moment, then he nodded with courage.

Wang went on to ask: "So, can we continue to be friends?"

Tears confused Biddyville's eyes, he was already crying. He tried to make himself look less collapsed, and at the same time gently, he nodded.

Arthur smiled: "Well, that's good. From now on, no matter where you are going, what to do, please remember me as a friend. The world is not peaceful, I hope you will be safe."

The Cavalier took a Holy Spirit diamond from the crown of the head and stuffed it into the hands of the Werewolf Boy.

"Your Majesty! What are you doing?!" The Holy Spirit crown was protesting loudly, but its voice was only heard by Arthur - and Arthur chose to ignore it.

"this is?"

"Hey give you a gift. It will definitely bring a little convenience to your journey." Cavalier's smiling face quickly turned back to seriousness: "Seven years. According to my estimation, Morgan got enough to break." The power of the wall of the world is only about seven years. In these seven years, you choose to live quietly, or to cultivate yourself, all your freedom.

But promise me. After seven years, be sure to come back here. I need your strength, friend. "

The tears that had stopped were poured out like a dyke, completely wetting the Werewolf's cheeks, and quickly dripping on the floor, on the table, on his sleeves, and on the white diamonds of the Holy Spirit.

As he won the treasure, he cherished the diamonds cherished, and whispered with a vague voice: "Must sure I will come back, kneel down."

"Don't ask me to kneel down." The Cavaliers stopped. "You keep calling me Arthur. From now on, when there are no others, please continue to call me Arthur. I allow - because we are friends."

Bediville can only answer with a cry.

"So, goodbye, Biddeville." The Cavaliers got up and left. "If you have a chance (Kama), I hope we will meet again on the road ahead.

You are the most clear and transparent soul I have ever seen. No matter who you are, I am willing to trust you.

May the years keep your innocence, may you not be contaminated by the worldly tackiness -

May we still be you when we meet again. "

That is the most sincere blessing that the king thought of at the moment. The amount of information hidden in it is so great that even Wang himself cannot understand it completely - he only knows that he should say at the moment.

A few hours after Arthur left, the werewolf boy cried enough to get out of the farmhouse and prepare to leave for his hometown.

When he thought that there was no thing worth staying in, there was another figure in the farm's flower field that caught his attention.

As if to be called, the girl waited quietly in the flower field of [the sky]. Her figure shows a serene and beautiful beauty in the night.

There are countless nocturnal light insects flying between the light blue flowers, which is like a meteor-like faint green light, and a gorgeous contrast with the gorgeous fireworks in the distant horizon.

However, compared with the beauty of a girl, they are just a sea of chestnuts.

Looking at the lotus sound that suddenly appeared here, Bedieville was surprised and confused.

I don't know if the other person still recognizes himself. The werewolf boy is both worried and worried. He whispers and whispers: "Lianlian sound?"

"Who are you? Why do you know this place?" The girl has been staring at the hair accessories in her hand, and she barely sees Biddeville.

"I just passed by." The other party did not recognize himself - the disappointed Werewolf boy was ready to leave.

"Please tell me at least, your name." The girl seemed to mutter, but she was asking.

"My name is" the boy still hesitated for a moment: "My name is Bedieville. I am very glad to meet you."

The girl suddenly turned her head and stared at the lonely Werewolf boy in front of her eyes: "My name is Lian Yin, and I am very happy to meet you."

She picked up the hair accessory and turned it over.

On the back of the small hair accessory, there are several mosquito-like small characters engraved with a knife.

That is the mark that Lian Yin secretly engraved in order not to forget this love. Even if the fate changes, the world becomes different from the original, and it is still there.

"It said, I love Bediville." Lian Yin stared at Biddeville's eyes gradually changing. Her original mechanical cold face became **** and full of soul.

"So, are you Bedyville? You, the one I should love?"

Tears once again wet the eyes of the werewolf boy, and he couldn't answer because he choked.

"I can't remember you, but I remember that I love you." The girl answered the question instead of the teenager. Her eyes were also wet with tears. "Is this all just an illusion? Are you just a fictional character in my fantasy?" Answer me, Bedieville!"

He couldn't speak more choked, but he couldn't keep silent. If you don't do anything, this last chance will slip away from his fingers!

He knelt down and hugged the girl tightly.

I am not your illusion -

I, real existence!

This familiar smell, this familiar touch, this familiar body temperature, all of them strongly express the juvenile speechless words to the girl.

When the girl really felt it all, she discovered her true heart.

Things that do not exist in memory should have never happened.

However, love, forever. Beyond time, material, and logical boundaries, it is impossible to be possible. This is love.

The girl knows that this is her true love.

She clung to the boy and cried with the familiar stranger. There is nothing in this world to separate them, and their love is both humble and great.

Life is alive, not as good as it is;

A small creature, like a leaf in the sea, rises and falls with the waves.