My Heroic Life

His body froze and began to tremble for unknown reasons. Under the tremor, the book slipped from his hand and fell to the ground. The page flipped and stopped at the latest page with something in between.

"this is......"

The young man picked up the book again and saw the ring in the book. He was a little puzzled for a moment, and then whispered like self-comfort.

"Look again, the last page."

The young man turned his gaze to the diary, but what he didn't know was that in the depths of the soul, the black matter on the crystals of power that seemed to be immutable had been cracked all over. In the turning of the last page of the diary, his destiny had changed. .

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July 26, sunny

The teacher is a bit strange recently.

There is no smile on his face, and the teaching progress has been accelerated, always preoccupied.

I vaguely noticed that maybe the teacher is leaving me.

Yes, instead of teaching me this out-of-favor princess, there are many more important things to do, but I am very surprised that the teacher can be with me for so long.

Very sad, but hold back, because I understand that the teacher is also very sad.

Although the teacher is always a poker face, it is easy to observe after getting acquainted with it. In fact, it is a type that is easy to be seen.

Today my father came to see me very rarely. Maybe it was because he wanted to take the teacher away from me. He touched my head with a false smile. If I were the past, I would probably not fall asleep happily.

But now I can't be happy at all, I understand, I don't want him, I don't like him.

I like teachers.

It was the teacher who supported me when I was most helpless, the teacher who taught me when I was the weakest, and the teacher who saved me from eternal loneliness.

I like teachers.

The teacher always has no expressions, sometimes even clumsy, but I understand that the teacher really cares about me, he is just not very good at expressing his feelings, so I have to work hard to express my feelings, and I will like the teacher speak out.

I like teachers.

I like his warm embrace during the journey, I like his guardian when he meets an enemy, and I like his panicked expression when I cry.

The book says that there will always be someone in the world who understands you, takes care of you, and accompanies you for life.

I believe that the teacher is that person.

Today, I tried to make a ring.

In the future, I want the teacher to wear it for me.

———

Two overlapping silver rings lie between the diaries, just like two overlapping hearts.

I found the wish.

The young man looked at this short but emotional diary, feeling that every word in it seemed to cut his body like a sword. With blurred vision, tears flowed down and wet the pages of the book, deep in his soul, rational. The crystal roared, and the irresistible torrent of emotions broke through the black curse and returned humanity to the heart.

The book slipped from his hand, and the young man covered his tearful face, sobbing with a hoarse voice.

After a long time, he wiped away his tears, and the poker face with no emotions was gone. He looked out the window and muttered to himself.

"Country? Righteousness? Huh..."

"I can go to you."

"If it is righteous for such a child to dedicate his life for Britain, then this shit-like country will be destroyed."

He walked to the bed, gently held the girl's petite body in his arms and stroked her profile.

"Youth and I were both wrong. It is not you who should die, but the filthy and dirty us."

The young man sighed. He understood that the contradiction had come to an end. The revival of magic power made Votigeng stronger than ever. If Arthur's power is not made at the same level or even stronger in the final battle, then I am afraid that even the Holy Spear will not be able to kill him. Death will be the end of everyone in Britain, and even the girl in her arms will die.

But is there really no way without sacrificing Morgan?

Yin Lan smiled. At least for him, there are many solutions to this problem. He knows that a powerful force is not inferior to the power of the island.

The young man raised his hand, the conceptual heart in his hand was shining with light. He stared at the breath of power, the conceptual heart that was constantly shaking like a parasite, and the corners of his mouth curled up, with endless courage and boldness in his smile.

"Want power? Okay, I'll give it to you."

With the movement of the wrist, the crystal seed merged into the body of the young man. It continued to descend into the center of the soul, absorbing the supreme power called power, and quickly took root and grew into a heart-shaped organ within a few seconds.

The young man stroked the cheek of the girl in his arms, he didn't care about the strangeness of the body. He smiled, feeling the feelings he had been restrained for years, joy and happiness came from his heart like never before.

"Maybe, I can't accompany you anymore, but it's enough, you have become an excellent lady, Morgan."

The young man looked at the girl with tender eyes. He lowered his head and the two foreheads touched. The girl's wish could be fulfilled by herself, and the young man who replaced her expressed his wish, which is also a blessing.

"May your road ahead be brilliant, may your life be happy and healthy, and may your soul be peaceful after wind and rain."

He raised his head and gently kissed the girl's forehead, his voice filled with petting.

"Goodbye, Morgan."

The opened window blew into the breeze, and the figure of the youth had disappeared, leaving only the sleeping girl and the silver ring left.

Author's message:

ps: no more today

When writing this chapter, I suddenly felt a little bit sore in my eyes, slowly

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