MTL - Light Spirit Epic-Chapter 3051 Decisive Battle in Trial (37)

Elaine in front of Bediwell was sleeping in the ice coffin.

But this is Elaine's inner world. Is it possible for him to "fall asleep" in his own heart?

...Just because it was too painful, he took the initiative to give up thinking.

And now, the holy spirit platinum lion (Beta) is madly destroying everything, including destroying Elaine's body.

To stop this destruction, the real Elaine must first "wake up".

"I know it's painful." Bediwell whispered, thinking that Elaine could hear him. He thinks that in the depths of Elaine's heart, there is still a part that is not completely asleep.

Elaine naturally did not answer.

"I know that losing Leo makes you very painful. I have also lost my brother, I know." Seeing Elaine did not answer, Bediville continued, "But you have to cheer up. You can't keep on doing this. What is lost is lost. , Cannot be restored. But your life is still going on. If you just look back and indulge in the past, you will miss more beautiful things.

I know it's painful, but you can't always escape. Nothing can be changed by avoiding it, and pain is still pain. Only by leaving the past aside and moving forward will the pain finally subside. "

silence. There was dead silence all around.

"Elaine?" Bradywell called. He was convinced that Elaine was listening. It just didn't respond.

"Okay. Now that I read your memory, I will show you something too. That's fair." Bediwell touched the [Sun Wheel of the Sun God] on his arm, and [Yingqi] was reflected in it. The rainbow-colored brilliance of the Orb].

The picture was reflected in the darkness. That is Bediwell's memory.

"Hmm..." Papalov, who was lying on the hospital bed with a severe fever, opened his eyes slightly and looked at Bediwell, wanting to say something.

"Lie down. Don't force yourself." Although the little werewolf boy often bullies his brother, when Papalov is very sick, he still takes the initiative to take care of his brother. He took out the towel soaked in the water, twisted it a few times and put it on the forehead of the white bear boy.

"Babe..." Papalov still whispered, "I may not be able to do it... these days... I'm glad to have you here..."

"What nonsense are you talking about." The werewolf boy pouted, "Isn't it just a normal fever."

"Although I look like this...but I actually...live a long time...longer than you think." Papalov said, "This body... ...When the limit is reached...maybe..."

Bediville didn't care, thinking that his brother was just talking nonsense with a fever.

"Yes. You have lived for a long time, and you are about to die. Then. Do you have any last words to explain." The Werewolf Boy said jokingly.

"...I... another friend. Long... Long ago... researching... well, in the orphanage... ...Friends I know." Papalov said intermittently, "That kid...just like my brother...though not related by blood."

"and so......?"

"That's it... I must look for him again... see him..." Papalov said, "But... I always feel. ..... This promise has not been fulfilled..."

The werewolf boy frowned slightly.

"That kid is a crying man... He will cry whenever he moves. He hides in a corner where no one can see... Secretly crying. Even if he is not crying... There is also an expression on his face that is about to cry." The white bear boy whispered, panting, "Seeing his expression...I always feel...I want to help him. In research ...When I was in the orphanage...I was very poor...every day...it hurts. I wanted to hide in a corner. Crying...I also want someone to comfort me and tell me that everything will be okay. But...no one came. There was just the crying ghost...and then there In front of the crying ghost, I made up my mind. No matter how painful I am, I can’t cry in front of him... Only me, keep smiling. If even I cry, no one will laugh."

"What kind of weird logic is this..." the werewolf boy murmured.

"Maybe it sounds weird, but...maybe...he saved me instead." Papalov smiled bitterly: "At that time I was also...in pain. But I know he is more painful...I have to... be strong. Be strong in front of that child, it becomes my... hope of living. Because of this... . I just survived. I think I must thank him..."

"You have said too much, it is better to sleep more." Bediwell began to feel impatient and urged his brother to shut up quickly.

"Let me finish..." Papalov was unusually stubborn: "Babe... I have a request. If I'm gone... if one day you touch When you get to the cryer, please help me... take care of him. He may have changed his appearance and even his name, but you will recognize him..."

He pointed to the tattoo on his arm: "He also has this...the number is...n373..."

"It's just that how can I recognize it. If he is wearing clothes and his sleeves block the numbers on his arms? What if he removes the tattoo?"

"You will recognize it." Papalov said, "Intuition tells me that you will meet each other... When you see him, you can look at his eyes... Recognize him. Because he always looks like he wants to cry."

"It's a bit far-fetched..." The Werewolf boy shook his head and said: "You have no logic in your words. You must be a fever and silly. Let's go to sleep.

"...Promise me first, Beibei." The white bear boy looked intently at his brother.

"Okay. I'll think about it." Bediveville reluctantly agreed: "To be honest, I hate you. Maybe when I see that guy, I will hate that guy too. But you are my brother after all, since you are both If you beg me like this, I'll take care of that guy reluctantly."

auzw.com "Thank you, Beibe." Papalov closed his eyes with peace of mind. Of course, he didn't die, just fell asleep.

"Stupid." The Werewolf boy breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that his brother was only asleep and not dead, and then cursed.

The fragment of memory came to an abrupt end here, and of course Bediwell stopped it himself.

"Even though they are far apart, Papalov still cares about you." Bediville said: "So I am here. Papalov is no longer there, as I said, I will help Papalov [take care of] you. Don’t feel depressed anymore, cheer up. You are not my brother. I will never treat you like Paparov. But you must know that the Dawn is always open to you, the Dawn 'S crew will treat you like family members. You...still have a place to stay."

Elaine, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke. His voice came from all directions.

"You, what do you know."

"I also lost my brother, why can't I understand." Bediwell touched [Sun Wheel], and a picture was shown next to him.

The picture of Papalov being burned to ashes by the black flame of the black phoenix.

"In order to protect me, my brother was burned to death." Bediwell said: "You are not the only one who has experienced that kind of pain in this world. We have all lost important people. But I know I can't escape, and I can't be devastated. Otherwise, my brother's death will be wasted. You...do you want Leo's death to be wasted?"

"I do not......"

"Then get up. Get out of your ridiculous ice coffin and don't pretend to sleep anymore." The werewolf youth rebuked, "Don't you have more important things to do? You participated in this round table trial. What is the purpose, just to save Leo?"

Elaine went silent.

"You keep crying and crying, nothing can be changed. If you don't do anything, just escape, you will lose more. Isn't you [Dad] Borse waiting for you to save it? Or say, you even blog I also wanted to give up and let myself become a true orphan?"

Then there was silence again. Silence for a long time.

Sobbing came softly from a corner.

"Nothing...can't change..." Elaine's voice intermittently: "I worked hard... very hard. Endured pain... endured humiliation... did everything. .. But still... nothing can be done. Everything... is in vain. Then what are my efforts...what? Keep working hard... if it still fails...

Do not. I already... don't want to do anything..."

"If you fail again, get up again until you succeed." Bediwell walked in the direction of that voice and whispered, "Challenge one after another, challenge it countless times. Your failure It is not meaningless. Failure is also a part of life, and it is a nutrient that makes you stronger. When you have tried all the means you can try, but still can't succeed, then you can cry again.

Until then, please don't give up any one and get the chance of happiness. "

He put his hand on the gray-haired boy's head and stroked it, and said softly: "Wake up, Elaine. Our duel has not yet been determined."

Slap------

The ice coffin that sealed Elaine's body in the distance gradually shattered.

Flap! The ice cubes continued to disintegrate, and Elaine seemed to be awakened.

"Stop it!" A thunder light fell from the sky, forming the shape of a white gold lion of the Holy Spirit on the ground in front of the ice coffin. It was very angry: "Don't wake him up! Let him rest! You didn't Do you see how painful he is?! Do you still bother him too much?!"

Before Bediwell could reply, Elaine stretched out his hands from behind and hugged the platinum lion: "Thank you, another [me]. But...I still want to continue...work hard." a bit."

"No! Don't fight anymore! You will be more painful! You will be injured!" The Platinum Lion struggled: "Then you will be desperate after you have tried all means and failed! You don't need to bear the despair !"

"I, I will be fine." Elaine buried his head in the fur on the back of the platinum lion's neck and whispered, "Even if it is desperate, I will..."

[Live in harmony with that despair. ]

The voice resounded all around, and Bediwell felt the tremendous power to flick his meaning away. After a while, he came back to reality.

Bediville got up from the ground, and Elaine, who was ten yards away, got up almost at the same time as him. The white-haired boy's petrified body began to change and grew back to white lion short hair.

Elaine was supposed to be able to transform from a human into an orc form with the help of drugs. But I don't know why, he mastered the knack and was finally able to change back freely. Elaine, who had become a white lion boy, looked up at Bediwell. The cloudiness and rage in his eyes gradually disappeared, and the expression in his eyes became firm--even if tears were still pouring from the corner of his eyes.

"Still sad? Are you planning to fight with me while crying?" Bediwell asked.

"No, don't worry about it." Elaine stretched out his hand and wiped his face. "I have something to say first. I want and hate you."

"That's great. Actually, I hate you too, brat." Bediwell said: "No more reasons. Since we all hate each other so much, let's fight. Or, put it away. The fight is over?"

Elaine grinned, and he rarely showed a ferocious face, but he was different from Beta's violent face.

Bediwell sneered, the weapon in his hand was ready.