N-A-A Chapter 282
Chapter 282
"Sure enough, it's still not good to be too arrogant."
"She didn't escape her fate after all."
Eve, who was standing on the roof of the castle tower, sighed.
She had been here since the time Ying and Paimon broke into the castle keep.
It's just that what she didn't expect was.
Kamisato Ayaka arrived in time and handed Kirikiri to Hiru.
The return light of the mist cut is actually in the hands of the Kamisatoto family.
This is kind of an unexpected thing.
After this artifact was shattered, it should obviously have disappeared.
I didn't expect to appear here.
Eve shook her head helplessly and sighed at the lady again.
She is also part of the tragic experience.
Once his lover died under the dragon's minions to protect Mond, and he went astray.
At this time, Eve noticed the fire moth butterfly that flew into the air.
The whole body of the fire moth butterfly is very dim, and there is no bright light in the past.
It flew out of the castle tower and flew towards the sky with all its strength, as if looking for a direction.
"This is..." Eve looked at the fire moth butterfly slightly distracted.
She raised her hand and called softly.
The fire moth butterfly flew to her hand and stopped.
It flaps its wings slightly, and seems to be very weak.
Eve knows what it is.
That was Rosalind's only remaining soul.
"Alas..." Eve shook her head helplessly.
Then, a surge of power surged out of Eve's hand, and the green light enveloped the dim fire moth butterfly.
There is a breath of life in this force.
"Hopefully, your soul will return to its homeland... Return to the place where the wind of freedom blows, to the place where the lover is buried. Eve said lightly.
Eve then released the fire moth butterfly in her hand.
The dull fire moth butterfly has an extra touch of green on its body, fluttering in the wind.
I don't know how long it took, the fire moth butterfly crossed the thunderstorm, crossed the waves, and returned to the free wind.
On the land of Mond, the trees planted by Vanessa rustle with the gentle wind.
The fire moth butterfly trembled and flew towards the tree.
The light on its body is getting dimmer and dimmer.
At this time, a cyan wind blew.
"You're finally back, Rosalind."
"No matter what, the wind of Mond will always blow to you, always blowing to every Mond."
"Even the soul . . . ." In
the wind, Wendy held the already dim fire moth butterfly in both hands.
He sensed Eve's breath from above, and he understood something at once.
"Did she send you back?" Wendy shook her head helplessly.
"Anyway, welcome back, Rosalind, Cruzhika, Loefat."
The gods of Mond have always remembered the name of every Mond.
Wendy buried the fire moth butterfly under a tree.
It is the burial place of the souls of knights who died in the Order, and it is also the place where every knight takes an oath when joining the Order.
500 years ago, every knight would bury a bottle of wine here at the same time when they joined the group.
But Wendy, who loves to drink, has never touched every bottle of wine here.
And Rosalind's lover is buried there.
"Rest in peace, Rosalind, may the god of wind protect you..."
The gentle wind blew again, blowing the leaves on the large tree, making a rustling sound.
The sun shines and leaves mottled shadows through the leaves.
As time passed, the wind was still blowing.
The cyan wind had left, as if it had never come.
Here, it still looks like a weekday, only the sound of the wind rustling leaves.
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