Her empty heart seemed to be gradually filled at this moment. She finally found the support and backbone of her life. This promise was like a warm pillar, gradually supporting her uneasy and restless heart.

Blinking her eyes rapidly, trying not to let the warm liquid in them flow out, Gweil nodded.

"Gweil has received it and will remember this promise for the rest of her life. I only hope that you, my Lord, will not dislike me."

You are so stupid. Didn’t the nanny tell you when you were a child not to believe any promises because everything will pass and be forgotten?

But that voice was so addictive that I was willing to believe the promise he made, just like when I was a child I believed that making a wish on a shooting star would come true.

What a fool you are, Gweil. You are just a beautiful bird being toyed with. When your beauty fades, who will remember the promises made in the past? Those were just lies to coax you.

But, but, I have no other choice.

If this is just a beautiful dream, please let me quietly enjoy the afterglow of this beautiful dream before I wake up.

I will try my best to do so. I only hope that you will not abandon me. This is such a small wish. I beg the gods to have mercy on a weak bird like me.

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PS: Last night’s chapter was not very complete because we were in a hurry to publish it (the deadline was 12 am 0 0,), so I added more than 800 words later.

If the ending you see is 'The bird that cannot be free' then it is correct. If not, it means that it is missing and you can refresh it.