Fairy’s Box

One after another, the sound of the bells awakened the dawn light that was shrouded in the light fog. The sky in the depths of the clouds is getting brighter and brighter, from the blue ink and dark blue with a faint light to the clear blue.

Hagen was walking on the streets of the noble district. The morning sun was rising. There were few people on the road. The lights on the two roads were not yet extinguished.

He walked along the street and entered a coffee shop. He didn't choose the nearest seat. He kept walking in, and his eyes turned to the window on the right corner.

There sat a very beautiful aristocratic girl, wearing a long black velvet dress, with a bright appearance, curly soft long hair, with slightly slanted bangs, looking very sweet and ladylike.

When Hagen came over, she was looking out the window sideways, with a strand of hair hanging down, her fingers long and even.

"Misera... long time no see."

He walked across from her, pulled out the seat, and sat down stiffly.

"Hagen... long time no see."

The noble girl turned her head and looked at him with a pair of very beautiful and clear eyes.

"This time, how are you..."

"Well, I accompanied my mother to Tandin a few days ago. Duke Evra is a very friendly person and invited us to watch Miss Alice's performance at the Tandin Grand Theater. When he parted, he also gave me a red coral sculpture... …”

She spoke quickly and lively, with the expression of a girl next door. After seeing Hagen, the lady's temperament gradually faded, and the whole person quickly became more energetic.

"Duke Evra has always been a generous person. He has liked you very much since he was a child." Hagen looked at her with tender eyes like water, but a bit of helplessness.

"He also likes you very much. I remember when I was a child, Duke Evra gave a solid-colored colt. At that time, you thought the horse only ate grass, but you starved it to death, hahaha, how stupid Yes." Misera covered her lips with laughter and let out a crisp laugh.

"Everyone makes mistakes when they're young." Hagen raised his eyebrows, trying to squeeze out a smile, but he couldn't.

"Yes, everyone makes mistakes when they are young, but people always grow up."

The smile on the noble lady's pretty face gradually faded, her slightly curly platinum long hair swayed gently, and she looked at each other with a blurred vision, trying to find out the previous outline from him.

"Growing up... is always accompanied by unforgettable memories."

Hagen lowered his eyes and fell into silence as he looked at the shadow of the other party reflected on the table.

"...How have you been recently, is your work going well?"

Misela turned her face away, twisted the strand of curly hair beside her ear, and asked seemingly casually.

"It's the same, but an inexplicable person has appeared recently, but from the current point of view, he is not troublesome."

Hagen didn't seem to want to talk to her about this, but only revealed a little bit of information vaguely, in a flat, even perfunctory tone.

"..."

The noble lady noticed that his attitude had changed, so she didn't speak, but twisted the strands of hair color that hung around her delicate face into a circle.

At this time the waiter brought snacks and hot drinks.

The two stretched out their hands at the same time and touched the pottery cup on the right in a similar posture. Their palms were folded together inside and out without comment, touching each other's temperature.

Misera raised her head, and there was a kind of surprise in her pupils, as if the quiet deer were startled by the changes in the jungle.

"Feel sorry……"

Hagen also raised his head, touched the wedding ring on the other's ring finger, and let go of her hand, quite naturally.

"It's ok……"

The eyes and lips of the noble lady were curved into thin beautiful arcs, revealing a full smile. Only she herself knew that under the shell as sweet as honey, there was a bitter core.

"Mr. Andersey loves you very much." Hagen's voice dropped, as if casual.

"..." Misera seemed to hesitate for a while, then nodded lightly:

"Yes, he's been nice to me."

They raised their heads, stared at each other, silent, separated by a distance of less than fifty centimeters, but they seemed to be very far apart, as if they were on opposite sides of the sky. At this time, the sky was getting thicker, and it cast into the room, pulling the shadows of Hagen and Misera very long and far away.

"I almost forgot, I have a salon at noon. If there is nothing else, I will leave first." The noble lady picked up her bag and stood up, but did not leave immediately, she was waiting for the other party's response.

"I send you."

Hagen didn't hold back, and looked at her very tenderly and distantly, his expression was as calm as ice, and he couldn't see any other feelings.

...

Everyone in the upper classes of Midgart knew that Hagen and Misera were childhood sweethearts who grew up together. From the perspective of family, identity, and status, they should be a match made in heaven. Even their elders felt the same way, having made a marriage contract for the two very early and looking forward to their union.

Unfortunately, reality is not a fairy tale, and not every pair of princes and princesses will have a happy ending.

When she grew up, Misela, as a famous lady, came into contact with too many high-quality men, and in the process, she fell in love with others. However, this does not mean that the noble lady wants to give up Hagen, she still looks forward to her childhood sweetheart.

Although Asgart generally doesn't mind ladies messing around with flowers, the famous family always has the rules of the famous family. The Hagen family, who are also nobles, can't tolerate their children becoming the junior. Therefore, they asked Misera to give up love and marry Hagen as soon as possible.

However, Hagen rejected the will of the family, broke up his marriage contract with Misera, and went to the South Wilderness Swamp alone to take risks, and disappeared from the sight of the upper class. Through self-imposed wandering, Hagen has experienced unimaginable tempering and gained outstanding strength. When he returns, he has become the guardian star of Queen Xiluda.

...

"Giving up everything, handing over your destiny to nature to judge, and wishing your lover eternal happiness, a typical Rus aristocratic tragic romance..."

Yale swayed the glass, and the clear wine swayed: "Speaking of which, Beihai and Ross have a certain origin. They are both descendants of the same group of rulers. Some things are really in the same line."

He gently raised the glass and looked at the wine in the glass. In the mellow and crystal clear liquid, Hagen's figure had been sitting in the same place without moving for a long time:

"But...are you really letting go?"

"If years of exile between life and death can't erase your feelings for her, then this pain will inevitably torture you all your life."

The black-haired knight narrowed his eyes, his vision seemed to penetrate the drink and projected on Hagen:

"...Let me help you out!"

Yale raised his head and drank all the wine in the glass. He threw the glass on the ground with a thud, and there was a crisp sound of "bang", and the pink-white glass **** splashed all over the place.