Insignificant gods came and went, the wind and snow temporarily ceased, and the two remaining on the mountaintop stood silently.
Yun Wei looked at Isaac.
He didn't know if it was just his imagination, but he felt that Isaac looked much more appealing.
It's the scent of a man who has matured and grown more sophisticated after shedding his youthful naiveté.
The other person's light stubble, contrasting with his once meticulously shaved chin, made him feel a ticklish sensation just by looking at him from afar.
Yun Wei thought to himself, "He's so lucky."
Surprisingly, he was eventually able to return to Isaac's side once again.
At that moment, Isaac was also standing on the edge of the cliff.
He was at a loss, his throat tightened, and he could only stare intently at Yun Wei, who had suddenly appeared.
He was terrified that it was really just his hallucination.
His eyes were already incredibly sore, but he still didn't dare to blink.
Even now, he still can't believe that Yun Wei has really returned.
If Yun Wei really comes back, why is he unwilling to look into his eyes?
The other person had clearly said that they liked his eyes the most.
He simply couldn't control his wild thoughts.
Isaac straightened up instantly. He nervously cleared his throat and forced a smile as he asked, "Yun, you're not really going to slit my throat, are you?"
Perhaps it was because he hadn't spoken for too long, but his voice was off-key, sounding neither cheerful nor at all, but rather extremely reserved.
Isaac couldn't help but feel annoyed, but he still couldn't help but stare at Yun Wei's expression, his palms even sweating.
He is now inexplicably uneasy, as if he has returned to the beginning when the two of them had not yet established a relationship.
He was just even more nervous than before.
Because he made a mistake.
Because he wasn't sure if the other person could like him again.
The other person clearly heard him and finally took pity on him and looked at him with a look of compassion.
Those beautiful eyes, like a still pool of autumn water, captivated Isaac, making him willingly succumb to their allure.
It turns out that he was actually quite satisfied just being looked at by the other person.
How utterly despicable he must have been to arrogantly say such things to Yun Wei.
Yun Wei's thin lips moved slightly, and his voice clearly reached his ears:
"I will never sign another contract with you, Isaac."
The other party's tone was extremely solemn, clearly indicating that they had given it considerable thought.
It was as if a snow-capped mountain had suddenly collapsed; Isaac's mind went completely blank.
Yun Wei's answer was beyond his expectations.
He only wanted to ease the tension.
Deep down, he still harbored a sliver of hope, after all, Yun Wei had once liked him so much.
He believed that as long as he sincerely repented, the other party would eventually forgive him.
Isaac knew he was despicable, and he despicably fantasized that Yun Wei was soft-hearted.
But when Yun Wei truly stood up and said such cold words to him, he really felt that he was falling apart.
It's okay, whatever.
If this is Yun Wei's wish, he is willing to accept it.
The tall soldier stumbled, his large feet landing on a snowdrift beside him, creating a soft, rustling sound.
Isaac forced a smile, trying to appear calm, and said, "I'm fine. But, could you please give me back that sword?"
He can do it himself.
He wasn't as ruthless as Yun Wei, capable of dying in front of him. "I'll forge an ice coffin myself and lie down in it. The rest is up to you..."
At this point, the handsome knight could no longer maintain his forced composure.
Isaac was desperate.
It turns out he was incredibly greedy.
After all that has happened, he still greedily hopes that Yun Wei will forgive him and keep him by his side.
He closed his eyes, breathing heavily, the cold air stinging his lungs, and finally reached out to Yun Wei, saying listlessly, "Give me back my sword, okay?"
Isaac didn't dare look Yun Wei in the eye. His words were clearly forceful, but his tone was pleading.
The sword that Yun Wei had personally forged for him was his only remaining thought.
In his tomb, only this one thing is needed to accompany him in eternal rest.
Even now, Isaac still thinks that perhaps thousands of years later, when his body has long since decayed, unsuspecting people will still be able to dig open the frozen snow mountain and see the inscriptions hidden at the bottom of the blade.
Engraved on it are the words "Protect My Beloved" and his name.
And Yun Wei's name will undoubtedly be remembered throughout the entire Zhuyuan Continent.
Perhaps, in the ignorance and misunderstanding of later generations, he could eventually be with Yunwei.
He knew his thoughts were pathetic and pitiful, but only by thinking this way could he willingly slit his own throat and never again do anything wrong to defy Yun Wei.
He was a knight of Yunwei and had sworn an oath.
The knight kept his word, so he was willing to accept the other party's arrangements and any punishment.
"No, I won't give it to you." Although he didn't know why Isaac was behaving so strangely, Yun Wei's refusal was still quite decisive.
That's hilarious! The greatsword he went through so much trouble to forge wasn't meant for the other person to use to commit suicide.
Thinking of this, the expression on his face grew even colder.
Thankfully he returned in time; if he had been even a fraction of a second slower…
Yun Wei felt a lingering fear in his heart; he simply couldn't accept a continent without Isaac.
That would mean nothing to him.
However, this cold, hard rejection, when it reached Isaac's ears, became the final snowflake that triggered the avalanche.
"Give it back to me!" he roared hoarsely.
This mournful cry drained all the strength from his body. The sound echoed far and wide, triggering an avalanche from who-knows-where, its crashing sound like thunder.
Yun Wei stared wide-eyed in disbelief. He looked at the knight in front of him, whose eyes were red-rimmed, and the sarcasm at the corner of his mouth deepened. "You dare to be mean to me, Isaac. You're really getting better and better."
Although his tone was nonchalant, he was extremely saddened.
He had no desire to argue with Isaac.
If the other party says something harsh to him again, he will definitely collapse and be completely defeated.
The sound of the avalanche finally stopped.
Isaac bit his lower lip fiercely, but glared resentfully at Yun Wei, whose head was bowed in front of him.
He only loosened his teeth when the taste of rust filled his mouth.
He didn't do it on purpose.
But he was really going crazy.
He desperately wanted to pull the other person into his arms, and to fight against this crazy thought, his limbs felt almost frozen and sore.
In his tragic world, Yunwei was the only source of pleasure.
He tilted his head back, closed his eyes again and again, and finally softened his tone, "Give me back that sword, Yun Wei. Consider it the dying man's last wish. I... I'm begging you..."
A dying person?
Last wish?
Yun Wei looked up in surprise and blinked.
"Wait a minute." He reached out and placed his hand on the other man's firm chest, stopping him from seemingly kneeling down. "Wait, Issa, if I can still call you that. Let me think about it—"
No wonder Isaac's behavior was so strange.
He seemed to have finally figured out what was going on.
This left him both amused and heartbroken, for his unusually tall and powerful lover.
Yun Wei sniffed and said softly, "Why don't you sit down first? We really should have a good talk."
Isaac's brain stopped thinking again.
When he heard the familiar "Isa" from Yun Wei's mouth, he felt as if he had suddenly been lifted into the air.
The joy, satisfaction, and exhilaration were beyond description.
Of course you can call me that; you have more right than anyone else in the world to call me that.
If possible, please keep calling out like that, even if I hear it ten thousand times, I will always be overjoyed and cheer.
However, fearing he might frighten the other person, Isaac could only scream like this in his heart.
He stared blankly at the other person's small palm, then nodded listlessly.
He slowly sat down as Yun Wei instructed, but became increasingly nervous.
What exactly does Yun Wei want to talk to him about?
Perhaps he really is going crazy; he has completely lost control of his emotions.
“I think you misunderstood something just now.” Yun Wei sighed, trying to explain things as simply as possible, “Your physical condition is also partly my fault, because the target of my spell was an Apostle of the Abyss…”
He already knew from the book "The Word of the Gods" left by Kirhona that both real and imaginary numbers would be tainted after coming into contact with the abyss.
Under the influence of the world's power, Isaac will become out of control.
Whether the other party destroys the world or is sealed away forever on Mount Moriti, the impact will be far-reaching.
Without a doubt, the man he deeply loved was a more important character than Alfred. In the living script of the Continent of Elements, without Isaac's presence, even the gods would be helpless.
And this is probably the real reason why he returned to his "place of destiny".
Contrary to his initial assumption, Alch flew out, so he had to fly back in, seemingly to get even closer to the truth.
"However, the solution is not as Dilis said, that besides slitting one's throat, the only other option is to sign a contract." At this point, Yun Wei remembered Isaac's concealment and couldn't help but glare fiercely at the innocent-looking latter.
“I know what that millstone in your mind is now, and I can extract it. This is the third method that only I can do, and it’s also the most permanent solution.” Yun Wei finally breathed a sigh of relief.
When he looked into Isaac's eyes again, he finally believed that the other man had never changed.
Perhaps it was the unwavering determination in the other person's eyes that brought him to tears that was the reason he was determined to return to the Continent of Zhuyuan.
After listening, Isaac fell into an eerie silence.
The brave knight felt a strange sense of shame.
He couldn't help but reflect on his performance just now.
That's really lame.
Unfortunately, Yun Wei saw all of them.
Isaac's cheeks flushed, and though he still looked deathly pale, he changed the subject with a flicker in his eyes, "Um, what exactly is that?"
Damn it.
He shouldn't have added unnecessary details.
Yun Wei is so smart, he must have seen through him already.
An inexplicable surge of emotion welled up from the bottom of his heart, instantly coursing through his limbs and bones. Under the other person's ambiguous smile, Isaac finally felt that he had come back to life.
He will definitely learn from this lesson.
He will definitely not let Yun Wei suffer any more grievances.
must.
Isaac silently vowed in his heart that no matter if it was an army or demons, they could only step over his corpse.
As long as he has a breath left, Yunwei is everything to him.
The magician in front of him, having stood for quite some time, couldn't help but kick his legs haphazardly.
Honestly, why is Isaac staring at him like that?
Looking at him like that, he really couldn't utter a single harsh word.
You should know that's forever, the ultimate move of the "Special Attack Against Yunwei".
He slowly sat down as well, and casually explained:
That is "divinity".
“From the ‘divinity’ of a fallen god.”
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