Chapter 175: All the exceptions and things that shouldn’t exist in the future that she glimpsed…
After the wooden door of the dormitory was closed, the only sound left in the room was the breathing of three people.
Debbie stared at the boy with grass-green hair, who looked just like the boy she remembered from long ago.
She couldn't suppress the trembling in her eyes. It was impossible.
"Impossible," she muttered in disbelief.
No way, he couldn't be alive.
She controlled herself and didn't go forward to confirm.
Do you really need to confirm?
A magic that was even more powerful than hers, a magic that she couldn't sense.
But it was impossible. She knew better than anyone else in the world that he couldn't still be alive.
The bronze-gold eyes shifted woodenly towards the girl beside him. Her eyes were already wet before she could react.
Is it because of her? Is it really her?
In all the futures she had glimpsed, the goddess's favorite could not possibly be alive now.
All the future, all the branches, at this time, he is already dead.
No matter which future it is, he shouldn't exist now.
She clearly saw that this time, he should have died with a dinner knife, which was much better than having his heart dug out alive or being bitten by a monster before.
She would not make a mistake, her hands were shaking, she would not be wrong, the goddess's darling, this time, actually avoided all the deaths so far and lived until now.
A sense of desolate sadness welled up in Debbie's heart. She didn't know if it was because of herself or because of the future she had been searching for...
Or maybe...
There was no need to confirm anything anymore. Similarly, she didn't want to delve into the reasons anymore. She didn't want to delve into anything anymore.
The moisture blurred her eyes and finally flowed down. She smiled gently and looked deeply at the black-haired girl: "It really is you."
What she had been looking for was a glimmer of a future.
She found the exception in the world.
It's really her.
Debbie didn't know her, and Debbie had been looking for her.
She really wanted to say, why did you show up just now? I’ve been looking for you, I’ve been waiting for you, I’ve been...looking forward to your appearance.
She knew she was not qualified.
No one is eligible.
The person she had been looking for for a long time was standing with the goddess's favorite. Two people who shouldn't exist were standing in front of her at this moment.
She covered her face, and suddenly she wanted to laugh, wanted to laugh out loud. God, is this also your arrangement?
She is just an ordinary girl. Why her?
The eyes covered by her palms slowly calmed down, leaving only numbness in them. What right did she have to blame God? Hadn't she also been conducting cruel experiments on ordinary children?
That child, the only experimental subject who survived among so many experiments.
She raised her head, and her sight through her fingers softened when it met the black-haired girl's face.
She was looking forward to their meeting.
Vifiya looked puzzled. She didn't understand why the magician suddenly started crying? Why did he look so sad at her?
Didn't she know her? What was she doing now?
Debbie took a deep breath, calmed herself down, put her hands down, and squatted down in front of Vifia, who was on high alert.
The eyes of the bright-faced woman were unexpectedly gentle. She said, "I'm sorry." I put the weight of the whole world on you. I'm sorry. I'm also on you, putting my chips on you.
I know it's not fair to you.
There has never been any fairness in this world.
"Why?" Vifiya didn't know where to start. She couldn't understand anything the magician had done so far. She was immersed in her own world, doing what she thought was right.
Debbie hid the fatigue in her eyes. She was not going to tell the girl what she knew. The future she had once glimpsed was not a good one.
She held out her hand: "Want to go for a walk?"
Vifiya did not move. The magician knew that everything she had just done had overdrawn her trust.
However, she did not need her trust much, she said: "If I really want to do something to you, there is no need to take you outside the Sansong Tower to do it."
Vifia naturally understood what Debbie said. She needed to think twice before figuring out what the magician wanted to do.
Whether she wants to get useful information or get everything she wants, no matter who the other party is, she must first ensure her own safety.
She turned her head and looked at the well-behaved boy standing beside her. She tilted her head and said, "Do you want to go back now, or come with me?"
The corner of his clothes was gently pulled, and his choice was self-evident.
Debbie stood up and returned to the way Vifia saw her at the beginning: "Then let's go together."
She motioned for Vifiya to hold her hand, and the teleportation array under her feet lit up. The three of them disappeared into the dormitory, and everything returned to normal.
The waves rolled up faint foam, and flocks of seagulls walked on the beach, approaching the ocean little by little.
The orange-red sun paints its color over the entire island.
Vifiya looked down at her own shadow, which was dark. She tilted her head, and the shadow moved. The residual heat of dusk fell on her skin, and she could still feel the warmth.
The boy never let go of the hand that was holding the corner of her clothes, and his eyes under his long bangs were watching her movements.
Next to the girl's shadow, the shadow that was half a step behind her awkwardly imitated her by tilting its head.
Vifiya paused, she came to her senses and turned to look at the boy. The boy did not move, and she could not see any emotion in his eyes. No, there was no emotion.
His "difference" is his feelings.
Debbie didn't rush her, and she also looked down at her shadow, a long figure that was much taller than the girl.
"We're on the back side of St. Fagus Island now," she began, looking up at the sun.
The orange-red scales on the sea surface swayed, and she only saw a perfect circle in the sky and above the ocean.
"Do you know him?" Vifiya shifted her gaze away from the boy.
"No." Debbie stared at the boy for a moment and then changed her tone. "I guess I know him, right?"
There was uncertainty in her words. After all, she had seen him in the future she had glimpsed, and had seen him die countless times.
She never thought that she would actually see him, or in the possibility that she never saw him.
She didn't mind giving the girl a little extra information.
She said, "No matter what kind of people they are, there will always be one or two people with extraordinary talents, who even geniuses pale in comparison to."
"He's that kind of guy among the magicians."
"Born with an excellent sensitivity to magic, he possesses precise control over it without needing to learn. His magic is more powerful than any other magician, and one might not appear in a thousand years."
Actually, that’s not right. To be precise, it’s the people who successfully pay the world’s price and survive.
She didn't look at the boy, she stared into the girl's eyes: "This kind of person, we call it, 'the goddess's favorite'."
Vifiya did not miss the fleeting sarcasm in her eyes.
The magician's high opinion of the boy was beyond Vifia's expectations. She thought he was just an ordinary magician at most.
Powerful, unique, and Debbie's look, and...
She glanced at the boy. Could it be related to his "difference"?
He was now somewhat responsive to her words. To be honest, Vifiya couldn't figure out why, as he had clearly ignored her before they reached the dead end of the stone staircase.
The silver pupils under his bangs moved slightly as the silk threads on her body floated. He did not let go of the corner of her clothes but grasped the silk threads.
His eyes fell on her neck, and the silk thread lingering in the air was closer to her neck.
The sea breeze messed up Vifiya's hair, but luckily she had tied a headscarf.
She didn't respond to Debbie's words, but just walked along the shore.
The fine sand beach is dotted with white light, which is salt flowers.
Occasionally, they passed a small path where the sea water had washed up. Vifiya stepped over it deliberately. Although the boy next to her followed her footsteps, he also stepped into the path.
She stopped walking, having followed her out after all, and she didn't deny that she had asked him if he wanted to join her, trying to prevent Debbie from doing anything sudden to her.
The girl stretched out her hand: "Hold me."
The boy didn't respond for a moment, and Vifiya didn't urge him.
After waiting for a while, the wind blew and the boy let go of the corner of her clothes and slowly put his hand on the girl's white and tender hand.
The unfamiliar touch made him freeze. The girl turned around, and her warning echoed in his ears: "Don't step on the small stream just now. Do as I did and avoid it."
Just like her...
The boy imitated her movements and could not ignore the palms of their hands that were clasped together.
The girl's palm was warm, and he felt the heartbeat he heard, "thump", "thump", it was her heartbeat.
Will she still be uneasy?
He didn't know why he thought of this.
The stars in the silver pupils sparkled, and even the owner of the eyes was unaware of it.
The feeling transmitted by the palm of the hand is clearer than a silk thread.
He didn't know what it was.
Debbie followed them not far away, observing the two children quietly.
It's amazing, she couldn't help but sigh.
An exception actually saved someone who shouldn't exist by coincidence.
No one can save a person who has no possibilities and no future.
The world blocked his way and was determined to cut off his destiny.
But he happened to encounter the subtle possibility she had been looking for, an exception in the world.
As a magician, especially one who was more powerful than the average magician, she could easily sense the boy's power.
Naturally, he could also vaguely feel that the world had not yet truly demanded the price from him.
Whether he can really survive depends on the price he pays.
"I heard you want to leave St. Fagus Island?" Debbie said.
The girl stopped and looked at her warily again.
Seeing what she meant, Debbie snorted and laughed, "It's not hard to tell. You made a lot of noise that night. I saw it all."
The possibility of testing her suddenly emerged in Vifiya.
The next second, Debbie took the initiative to speak: "The power you use is close to that of a god. I don't recommend that you use it often."
She knew very well what the word "price" meant.
"This is very serious advice," she added.
When she said the word "God", Vifia had a bad feeling. She could see that Debbie was not lying to her.
She knew that she was just an ordinary person, and ordinary people possessed powers close to those of "Gods", so no matter how you looked at it, the two sides were not equal.
It would be best not to use that power until you recover your memory.
Come to think of it, she had thought about using Debbie to get her off the island...
"I won't help you." Debbie interrupted her thoughts with a faint smile.
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