The long white hair falling from the arms was like a snowfall, but after a while, the snow slowly faded and returned to the clear blue.

Ying Ling's beautiful face seemed to have never been so peaceful and serene as it is now.

Tears fell from the sockets of his eyes, but his bright eyes lost focus, and when he opened his mouth, black blood flowed from his lips.

"Thank you... Jill, I have to go back and think about it..."

Ozymandias.

Ozymandias...

For some reason, his heart ached, more painful than a sword piercing his chest.Because the pain came from the heart and spread to every blood vessel in the body, just thinking of that name felt like being cut by a knife, like being pricked by a needle.

For some reason, he remembered the picture that only existed in the distant memory earlier.

The brown-haired prince climbed over the high wall of the temple, holding a flower representing purity in his hand, and he handed the flower to his eyes, with a green and flying smile on his brows and eyes.

'I don't ask who you are, I don't ask what your name is, it doesn't matter, because I will know later. '

'As if I know better that you will belong to me and I will protect you from this day on—that. '

……

……

Gilgamesh has been watching him also change into a golden spot of light, and completely dissipate in the process of ascension.

"...Hmph, let's go."

Depending on the withered lily, that delicate wild flower is also quietly withering and losing its luster.

At that moment, the moonlight penetrated the cover of the dark clouds and fell on the blackened petals.

This is not the end.

For them, there will be another time—the chance to meet again.

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