This was the third time Yun Wei had met this knight named Al.
The amazing thing is that only when he sees the other person and realizes his own calm state of mind can he clearly become aware of his own growth.
The two stood on the high platform, gazing together at the distant fortress.
Yun Wei felt the air was somewhat stuffy, and the sky suddenly changed from its previous clear state, so it was probably going to rain.
“Um, Claude…” The red-haired man hesitated for a long time before finally saying, “I did not betray you.”
He was a knight of the Holy Light Church in his previous life. When he first awoke, his mind was in a daze, and he found it hard to accept the fact that he had been resurrected by a necromancer, so he fled in panic.
When he finally calmed down, he discovered that the necromancer who had resurrected him had been taken away by the Holy See.
It was at that time that he gradually recalled the moments when he and the other person had depended on each other for survival.
“I know.” Yun Wei was not surprised by this. “I gradually understood later that the ‘Words of the Dead’ that I was carrying at the time was probably an instruction given to Nicholas by the Apostle of the Abyss.”
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He turned to look at the knight beside him.
The other person was undoubtedly handsome, and that first impression has remained unchanged to this day.
But he knew in his heart that such a comment was merely an appreciation of beautiful things and had nothing to do with liking such feelings.
He only likes Isaac.
Al was completely stunned. He stared blankly at the increasingly mysterious man in front of him, just like a long time ago.
He prepared a lot of evidence to prove that he had not betrayed the party.
But the other party believed it without even thinking about it.
This made him uneasy, and in that unease arose a longing born of resentment.
“Then,” he began with difficulty, his voice trembling uncontrollably, “are you still willing to accept my allegiance?”
Alfred Rousseau already knew the outcome when he asked about the exit.
Although his former lord was standing right beside him, it was obvious that his mind was on someone else.
The other person had changed from their usual gloomy demeanor; even their delicate eyebrows and eyes seemed to hold a smile so sweet it made his heart ache.
It made him feel bitter and aggrieved, filled with jealousy and sadness.
He should have been pleased with the other person's progress.
“I’m sorry, Al.” Yun Wei shook his head slightly, carefully choosing his words. “I am just a commoner, and I am not skilled in the art of leadership. Some people have already pledged their allegiance to me, and I am afraid that I could never repay them even if I devoted my entire life to it.”
“You don’t have to repay me!” Al raised his voice, but seeing that Yun Wei was unmoved, he silently shut up.
Yun Wei laughed. "I've recently had some immature realizations, namely that each of us has our own mission. I can tell you a secret: your resurrection is by no means a coincidence."
Although, this was actually just his guess.
But since the phrase "to express eternal longing" was only fulfilled in the other person, given his understanding of the laws of the Dimensional Continent, there must be some kind of inevitability behind it.
Seeing that the other person was indeed stunned, Yun Wei continued, "Being alive is already a blessing. Al, it's time for you to pursue your own mission."
He still remembered the intense desire to live that the other person had when they were just a skeleton.
Just like my past self.
After listening, Al remained silent.
Claude was so gentle, but the more he understood this, the more wronged and sad he felt.
Finally, he asked Yun Wei a question in a hoarse voice, filled with immense despair, "If, back then I hadn't left you, if..."
If only I had been by your side back then.
His remaining dignity made it difficult for him to finish speaking the words he had left unsaid.
He was about to stop breathing.
However, Yun Wei didn't need him to finish speaking. "There are no 'what ifs' when it comes to feelings."
"When it comes to feelings, there are no 'what ifs'." He repeated to himself, realizing it was true. "To be honest, that's why I can't keep you by my side."
There's no way around it, Isaac is just too jealous.
Alden took a deep breath.
After another long silence, the red-haired knight suddenly asked, "Do you love him very much?"
“Of course,” the magician, still gazing into the distance, replied with a smile, without hesitation, “I love him more than anyone else.”
Including himself.
Seeing Claude like this, Al suddenly calmed down.
Or perhaps, faced with such a heavy reality, he probably had no choice but to give up.
“In that case, I should indeed go and pursue my own mission.” He forced a smile and said, “By the way, my name is actually Alfred, that’s my real name.”
Yun Wei nodded and replied, "My name is Yun Wei."
He became increasingly confident in his judgment.
The name Alfred was not common in the Continent of Elements; he seemed to have seen it in a book.
While he was still lost in thought, he heard the other person plead, "Then, can I hug you?"
Yun Wei should have refused.
But he saw the other person's eyes.
The towering knight before me felt like a drowning person in the sea; it was utterly hopeless.
Actually, he should thank the other party properly.
Without that skeleton called "Ah-Dai," he might not have been able to survive the first five years on the Zhuyuan Continent.
Yun Wei couldn't bear it in the end, so he sadly agreed: "Three seconds, only between friends."
The two embraced quietly.
It was both the first and the last time.
A faint rumble of thunder echoed across the horizon.
In the unfamiliar embrace, Yun Wei thought of her lover.
The other party probably does indeed possess some mysterious magic.
It was a completely different kind of embrace, icy cold, yet he craved and longed for it, never satisfied.
"So, you're quite tall too." Yun Wei smiled and commented as he pushed the other person's arm away.
After a moment of silence, Al finally said, "Goodbye, Yunwei."
His pronunciation was surprisingly standard.
"Goodbye, Alfred..."
Watching the other person's departing figure, Yun Wei's expression was incredibly complex, and he felt a deep sense of loss.
The gloomy sky was now truly beginning to rain.
Summer downpours come suddenly and fiercely, hitting the tiled roofs like cannonballs falling into the city.
The tourists on the platform scattered like birds and beasts in an instant, shouting and yelling.
When Yun Wei turned around, he unexpectedly discovered, through the receding crowd, a figure that should never have been there at that moment.
The other person's jaw was clenched tightly, and the anger in their eyes was almost tangible.
Behind the tall and majestic king followed three noblemen with distinct expressions.
Their callous and ungrateful faces were clearly filled with schadenfreude.
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