[Bump World] This girl is a little cowardly

In the dark night, Montezuma had already fallen asleep with Delia's company.

Looking at the immature cheeks and closed eyes of the green-haired little girl beside her, Di Li still leaned on her pillow and patted her on the back.

The sleeping face is delicate and quiet, the pink cheeks look soft, the long eyelashes are slightly curled, casting a layer of shadow in the wash of the moonlight, holy like an angel.

Every child is an angel.

Delia suddenly agreed with this sentence.

However, the person who dragged this holy little angel into the purgatory of hatred was himself.

Guilt filled Delia's mind, and inexplicable emotions affected Delia's senses, as if she had suddenly fallen into an ice cellar, and the chill spread all over her body.

Creepy.

"...Sister," the sleeping little angel suddenly opened his eyes, staring at Delia with rippling eyes under the moonlight, "Why are you in a daze?"

Hearing Montezuma's words, Delia blinked and smiled, "Did I disturb you?"

"No," Montezuma shook his head, his childish and soft voice accompanied by a little sleepiness, sounded very cute, "I just can't sleep, after all, I haven't slept in bed for a long time."

"...Little Zuma is curious about what I'm thinking?" Delia suddenly changed the subject, as if she deliberately avoided things that made her feel more guilty.

And the pure Montezuma was immediately attracted, "Yes, tell me, sister."

Delia smiled inscrutablely, and then said, "I'm thinking about what it means to be truly alive."

Montezuma looked at her suspiciously, "But, haven't you been alive all this time?"

Hearing Montezuma's words, Delia sighed, her voice became somewhat ethereal, as if she had merged into the inescapable night, "Little Zuma, you have to understand that being alive is the rarest thing in the world, and most people Just being, that's all."

The inexplicable sadness made her body tremble unconsciously.

But Montezuma looked at Delia with half understanding, "Is there any difference between 'alive' and 'existence'...?"

When Delia heard that, she just touched her head, pulled the quilt and half-wrapped her little head in the quilt, "Zuma is still young, so she will understand later."

"Why didn't my sister tell me directly?" Montezuma poked his head out and asked unwillingly.

"...it's time to sleep."

Hearing Delia's words, Montezuma knew that if he asked any more questions, she would definitely get angry, so he obediently buried his head in the pillow and quilt.

Soon, the sound of even breathing sounded.

Delia quietly got up from the bed knowingly, helped Montezuma tuck the quilt, and then exited the room.

"Are you 'existing', or 'alive'?"

As soon as Delia closed the door, these words came to her ears. She turned her head in surprise and found that Gaderos was leaning against the wall with her hands folded on her chest and her eyes closed.

The moonlight streaked across the corridor and shone on his body, as if embellishing him with a layer of gilt.

"Rose, you scared me to death." Delia patted her small chest before realizing something, "You eavesdropped on me... No, how long have you been standing here?"

"Not long." Garderos raised his head, and even opened his gilt eyes.

Under the moonlight, his arrogance had long since ceased to exist. Instead, he gave off a feeling of indifference and rejection, which Delia didn't like very much.

There was light in Garderos's eyes, and a sense of indifference suddenly emerged. The expressionless bun face was cute but uncomfortable. Maybe it was because Delia had never seen such a serious but indifferent Garderos. , could not help but be a little stunned.

It's... hers, gold.

"Answer it." Garderos interrupted Delia's inner confession.

"Huh?" Delia looked at him incomprehensibly. She didn't pretend to be innocent this time, because she really didn't understand why Garderos asked her this.

"My question." The cold voice lost its arrogance and arrogance, but it added an undeniable sense of oppression.

He has become very powerful.

"Of course I 'exist'—of course I exist only for you, Rose, my king." Delia's sworn tone came to mind again.

Garderos felt a lump in his heart.

Does she not know the meaning of this sentence?Or play dumb with him?

Seeing Delia's serious expression, Gaderos lowered his eyes.

That man... the words that the emperor father said to him, the sorrowful look, was revealed by this proud man for the sake of a woman, Garderos can still remember it vividly:

——Gardros, don't be emotional with the sky tree elves.

——Gardros, she will leave sooner or later, this is their mission, when you are too strong to need them.

——Gardros, I don't want you to repeat the same mistakes and experience the pain I have.

——Gardros, this is the reason I let you go, he will not compete with you for the position of the heir to the throne, but he must be alive.

——Gardros, I'm sorry for his mother, but you, you can't go through the same thing as me.

——Jaderos, the final fate of the sky tree elves is to crown you as king...

"enough."

Garderos yelled out. The voice was full of anger for some reason, which frightened Delia and woke up Montezuma, who had finally fallen asleep.

Montezuma quietly got up from the bed, approached the door, lay on the door panel and secretly listened to the conversation outside...

Gaderos turned around and left, leaving Delia with a back view and a beautiful arc of the scarf in the air, and a sentence:

"I don't need you to 'exist' for me, Delia, I will let you really live...!"

Watching the figure of Garderos leaving, Delia kept repeating what Garderos said to her.

"...Let me, really 'live'?"

After being stunned for a while, Delia suddenly laughed as if she had heard the funniest joke in the world:

"Can you really do it? Rose! Tell me!... In fact, you can't do it at all, someone will stop you! Rose, give up, no one can make me truly 'alive', anyone can do it No, even if you are a god, our future is doomed..."

You will be king and I will crown you, that's all.

There is no "living", she can only "exist", "exist" for you alone.

"Sister..." Montezuma, who was lying on the door frame, murmured worriedly.

The author has something to say: a chapter of depression

Because I'm praying for a make-up exam

If you haven't prayed, you have to rebuild it

So Wenwen is as sad as we are

In fact, this chapter has many endings foreshadowed.

You can guess freely

But the ending won't be be

As for what Shengkong Xingwang said, he is the young prince

He lets Garderos do whatever he wants

But Garderos, on the other hand, can't take action against the young prince who has been messing around

that's about it