Illimitable Until Death

“Are you awake? ”

As she opened her eyes, Amelia heard the voice that brought a little peace of mind to herself.

Looking up, she sat beside Amelia as she had anticipated.

As always, the calm, calm face is unusual with a touch of softness.

The slight sweat that permeates the forehead proves that the other body is still in high fever.

But even so, the calm and tranquillity of the other party seems to be deeply bone marrow-like, not affected by the physical condition at all, leaving the sparkling glow in the dark eyes still alive.

It has to be said that the performance of this man in front of him is really too dazzling for those who are still weak and confused inside themselves.

This, even Amelia, understands.

Confusion and weakness are absolutely non-existent to this man in front of us.

That's why he's so powerful.

While understanding this, Amelia has irremediably regarded it as a dependency, making a fragile voice.

“Fang Li...? ”

“It's me.”

“Really...? ”

“Doubt it's a hallucination again? Do you want to touch it? ”

“... um, please. ”

The joke-like words in the square gave birth to Amelia's desire to be closer to the past.

In such a situation, Amelia shook her hand and held the palm of the square tightly, as if she intended to exhale all her strength, along with her inner emotions, constantly exerting a force.

It was like a toddler who wanted to cry, but his throat was already a little hoarse and extremely fragile.

And in the face of such Amelia, there was no refusal at all, while leaving Amelia holding her hand tight, she reached out her other hand and touched Amelia's beautiful silver hair.

Admittedly, Amelia loves this feeling.

Because it makes Amelia feel clearly that someone cares about herself, someone is caring for herself, someone is caring about herself, someone is accompanying herself.

This man, if he is still the one who has always been regarded as important, will bring Amelia much redemption, as you can imagine.

After all, no one, except Parker, has ever touched Amelia's heart more deeply than she does now.

(In retrospect, ever since we met in Wangdu, Fong was always there for me when I needed help most...)

Whether targeted by the killer or taught by the witch to the captives, even on the occasion of the king's election, he could stand up without hesitation, for the sake of Amelia against all and defeat them all.

This is what Amelia has always been gracious about.

Moreover, this favour has not yet been imposed unilaterally.

When Amelia refused to intervene, she respected her opinion and withdrew very simply, but suddenly appeared beside Amelia when she needed help most.

Same thing happened this time.

At a time when the most important Deed Pokémon disappeared and their own inability to manage their territory became uneasy, they returned to themselves.

This trip to the Sanctuary, if there was no square around, would Amelia fall outside the border, fall into the cemetery, and the last person lay in bed, suffer all the pain?

(Ming Ming Fang is also very uncomfortable now...)

Even as her head sweats, she still caresses herself with warm hands, holds herself, and gives herself full comfort, Amelia's heart is tormented by guilt.

In this situation, you should take care of the formula, comfort formula.

Even in return for what has always been gracious, you should do it yourself.

But I'm too weak, too immature.

As a result, you can only rely on others.

Amelia really hates herself.

But it's completely undiscovered, and this idea is also a way of torturing yourself.

“Bang!”

Just as Amelia was thinking about it, she touched one of her silver-haired hands and moved to her head, bouncing heavily.

“Ah...”

Amelia inevitably screamed and covered her forehead.

“What is it that a man thinks in there? ”

There was some helpless noise coming into my ear.

Amelia just reacted, understanding that her heart had been broken by this unexpectedly astute man in front of her, and she had to bow her head in shame.

“I'm sorry.” Amelia whispered: “I came so forcibly to see myself, but I did...”

“There's no way.” There is no consolation in the square, Amelia, but rather agrees: “I'm not in the same situation as you, now that you're all down, it's natural to keep an eye on the worse side. ”

“I... I'm fine.” Amelia had to be a little tough, "she said.“ I'm just a little tired. It's just that the area is in bad shape and the body is so hot. ”

“It's just the body.” We looked at Amelia and said: "The wounds inside and the physical wounds, which side of the world will cause more pain, don't even think about it. ”

Unmistakable words also testify to the belief in the square.

For the square, as long as the heart is not defeated, then physical injury is simply no reason to yield to the enemy, is it?

This is really dazzling for Amelia, who is so traumatized.

Opposite yourself, not only the half elf, but also the silver hair, even the heart is so fragile, constantly relying on him in front of you, seeking his help, how long will you be free?

Amelia suddenly opened her mouth when she fell into the idea of inferiority.

“Tell me. ”

So she looked at Amelia and said something.

“What happened to your trial in the graveyard? ”

One word cut through the central question, stopping Amelia's heartbeat.

Face, more pale.

“I... I...”

Amelia inevitably shook her body.

The mind, once again, becomes fragile.

If the rest of us were to ask this question, Amelia would have chosen to escape, wouldn't she?

But Amelia's escape is not allowed in front of the square.

Because…

“Don't tell me you don't know? ”

The square directly breaks its inner weakness.

“I'd be pissed off if I was going to stick around on my own. ”

The first thing Amelia thought of when she heard this was something that had nothing to do with the situation.

(Will the square... be angry too...?

At least Amelia hasn't seen it.

In Amelia's heart, she has always been calm and decisive, and has never been overwhelmed by anger or other emotions.

How horrible would it be in a place like this if you were really angry?

Amelia can't even think about it.

So Amelia opened her mouth slightly.

Finally, it is still difficult to say.

“I don't know...”

The girl answered and silenced herself.