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The moment Leo and Yaze walked into the store, they noticed something unusual.

On the sofa facing the store door, the delicate girl who looked like a real person remained motionless with a sweet smile.

As the best puppeteer in Atlantis, Leo knows all the subtle changes in his works. He walked up to the girl in a few steps, leaned down to meet her eyes, and sensed the message that only he could hear. .

To be honest, the scene between the living and the dead in the dimly lit shop was a bit weird, but Yaze behind him didn't express anything.He seemed to have been used to it for a long time, with his eyes lowered quietly and indifferently, as if he was waiting or in a daze.

A few seconds later, Leo straightened up slowly, and while smoothing the doll's blond hair, he said in a puzzled and strange way, "Sure enough, that guy Fann brought in outsiders without authorization," the boy pressed the bezel on his head. Lei Hat said in a low tone, "Usually forget it, but this time we were specially called over, but when the time came, we still didn't clean up the irrelevant people."

They all know that, as a member of the King's Guard, the sorcerer Fann is a wicked guy who is addicted to role-playing.Occasionally when I get bored, I like to hang a mysterious "open" sign on the door, and then act as a magic stick in front of the innocent little sheep who strayed into this place.

Of course, due to Fann's own prophecy ability, to some extent, it can also be called the gift of the wizard's whim.

However, once Fann foresaw the arrival of the rest of the members, he would never do so.After all, this place has such a special meaning that even a wizard cannot withstand the wrath of the King's Guard.

Fan En cleverly grasped a certain degree, and he had been reluctant to live in peace all the time, but today, he undoubtedly broke this balance.

Leo's unhappiness at this moment could hardly be concealed. The eyes of this young man with an angelic face suddenly darkened, as deep and terrifying as a storm stirred up.

But before he got angry, Yaze, who had been silent all this time, lifted his foot first and walked into the shop.

The young man was taken aback, and quickly chased after him, "Hey, Yaze, you are waiting for me..."

The two soon came to the coffee shop-like room. The glass door with a wooden frame was suddenly pushed open, and the doorbell vibrated, making a loud buzz.

Ye Cang, who was originally inside the house, didn't move. He was covered in a pitch-black hood, with his back to the door, as if he had never heard the huge movement.On the contrary, the two girls who were separated by an aisle were shocked, and almost immediately followed the prestige.

Afterwards, the two girls couldn't help but gasped.

Without him, the two people who came in were too beautiful, which reminded them of the wizard who was still busy at the bar.These people are almost at the same level, with different styles of dazzling, which really makes the girls who are new to the Siren Clan stunned and shocked.

Besides, the two people who just came in——

One was a young man wearing a beret, with blond hair protruding softly from the brim of the hat, and a pair of eyes as clear as the sea blue of the sky.

The other one was a little longer, covered in silver and white, with a cold expression, and didn't look at them.

The moment the young man named Leo stepped into the room, his sight accurately caught the witch who was making tea sets in the distance. His blue eyes narrowed slightly, exuding an astonishing aura different from his appearance.

But before he could open his mouth to ask questions, when he glanced at a few people who seemed "insignificant" to him from the corner of his eye, he suddenly stopped in one place, and even the words he was going to say were stuck.

The two young girls who were caught by his gaze seemed to be on their backs, but after a brief moment of horror, they found that the boy's gaze finally rested on Ye Cang at the next table.

They watched the violent anger suddenly rise on the young man's face, as if they had seen something absolutely unbearable, and the fangs that belonged to the sea monster for predation were not consciously exposed.

The ponytail girl's heart skipped a beat, and she looked at Ye Cang in shock and worry, but at this moment Ye Cang was completely covered by the cloak, and the whole person seemed to be asleep without any response.

Just when the ponytail girl was so anxious that she didn't know what to do, the blond-haired and blue-eyed boy spoke, word by word, with a melodious and moving voice unique to the Siren Clan.

He said, "Who allowed you to sit there...!"

The ponytail girl felt a chill from her feet to her head.

Tremblingly, she turned her head to look at Ye Cang at the next table, only to find that Ye Cang seemed completely unaware of the crisis, and was calmly looking at Ye Cang.

The pestle remained in place, and even the only lips exposed under the hood were slightly upturned.

The girl wanted to vomit blood: I'll go, brother, you are quite happy now! ?Wake up!My life is going to die! ! !

The young man's face was ice-cold, and in the next second, he directly raised his foot and walked towards Ye Cang's position.

The witch at the bar in the distance looked at this scene with a smile, as if expecting the opening of some big show.

When the young man finally came to Ye Cang's side, he looked at this strange guy who was completely naked from head to toe, with his slender fingers forming claws, stretching towards Ye Cang's hood, and was about to lift it off.

However, one second before he was about to touch the hood, he heard a voice—a voice that he was most familiar with in his entire life.

He chewed it over and over in his memory, recalling the expression, tone, and tone of that person's speech, even if he was burned by the pain of loss, he still wanted to engrave the... voice of his soul!

He heard the voice say to him, "Huh? Can't I sit here?"

So, in the eyes of the girl with ponytail at the next table, it was this aggressive young man who suddenly froze in place.

The outstretched, white and beautiful five fingers were stuck in mid-air, not more than a millimeter away from the hood.However, this tiny bit seems to have suddenly become an insurmountable moat, making it difficult for people to advance.

The boy's hands trembled slowly. He is the best puppeteer in Atlantis. His hands can stably insert the thinnest thread into the smallest needle holes, but now, his fingertips are convulsed , violently unable to hold even a drop of water.

He watched the man on the seat lift his chin slightly, and with this movement, the hood was also slightly lifted up, finally revealing the face in the back corner.

The dim yellow light above the head fell into the depths of the man's blue eyes, casting a layer of intoxicating light and shadow on them.

Looking at those familiar eyes, the young man seemed to have fallen into a deep sea suddenly, and he drowned there, just like the past years, from the beginning to the end, without struggling.

"boom--!"

The boy suddenly knelt down.

He knelt on one knee on the cold floor, but he didn't feel the cold or pain at all.He just looked up at the man, and after a while, he slowly lowered his head, gritted his teeth, and his voice was hoarse and choked.

He said, "Atlantean King's Guard, Leo, to you."

Following the boy's words, the ponytail girl next to her widened her eyes a little bit. She still couldn't see Ye Cang's face clearly, but she wasn't shocked by the boy's identity, or she hadn't realized the meaning of the boy's words.

At this moment, the girl with the ponytail simply felt that the scene in front of her was so familiar, just like in [Sea Rose], the youngest member of the Knights is also the only puppeteer in the world—the young man, for his own belief, in Fighting to the last moment in a cruel desperate situation, and then, with one last breath, walked to the throne.

There was no one on the throne, he knew, because his faith had died early in the story.And the theme of this play is to narrate the last gleam of a group of embers who have lost their fire source like him.

Just like the scene in front of him, the young man in the play knelt down in front of the empty and cold throne, bowed down, and said, "Rose Knights, I swear allegiance to you, my king."

The only difference is that the boy in the play is dead, but the boy in front of him is still alive.

It was as if all the unwillingness, injustice, pain, and regret had been made up for in this mirror-like reality.

The girl with ponytail suddenly felt that the heart mask dropped a heavy bell, which was heavy, stuffy and astringent, making her unable to breathe.

Then, she saw the strange man in black stretching out his hand—she had never seen such a beautiful hand, it was more like a finely crafted, perfect work of art.That hand lightly placed on the boy's head, and rubbed it through the thin fabric of the beret.

Ye Cang laughed, "I'm back, Leo."

The boy didn't speak, he just lowered his head firmly, and the ground below was covered with spots of water.

The wizard in the distance watched this scene quietly, with a faint smile on his lips, as if he had expected it.in an insignificant sound

After sighing softly, the wizard suddenly shifted his gaze, and turned to look at the person who had been standing still since entering the door.

—— Yaze.

From the moment this quiet, indifferent young man entered the door, his focus was completely different from that of his companions.

He didn't go to see the wizard, nor did he pay attention to the girls sitting in the room. He immediately looked at the wall.

——The place that should have been filled with the graffiti he drew has undergone earth-shaking changes, and this change is enough for him to notice it immediately.

Yaze knows what he has left here - in the eyes of most people, it is just countless interlaced black and red lines, messy like a lunatic's graffiti.There is no beauty in it, only chaos, emptiness, and bone-chilling coldness.

But only he and his companions know that this is a realistic account of that day, and it is the embodiment of the most intuitive feelings about the day when they lost their faith.

Therefore, except for Yaze himself, everyone will unconsciously ignore this wall when entering the door, avoiding this cruel self-torture.

Today, his graffiti is gone.

The graffiti on the broken walls turned into a huge and magnificent ancient city in the blink of an eye.

It stood there just like that, still the most familiar appearance in memory, huge, magnificent, magnificent, silent and majestic, sacred and brilliant.

Ye Cang once explained the mirage pen to the ponytail girl, but what he didn't explain was that once the mirage pen was injected with spiritual power, it would remain

Only the person who initially input mental power can use it.

In short, the owner of each Mirage pen is unique.

So, who originally belonged to this mirage pen preserved here?Who is the only one who can use it?At this moment, here and here, who awakened it again after a long time, and left a mark on this wall?

The answer to this question is almost unique.

Facing the wall, Yaze's indifferent expression showed cracks for the first time.

He almost couldn't stand still, and he didn't dare to turn around, until he heard a kneeling sound behind him, and heard the young man say the oath they all made in the past.

——[Atlantis king's guard, allegiance to you! ]

At this moment, Yaze clenched his hands tightly, his vision suddenly became blurred, his eyes were filled with a faint mist, shaking the broken light.

Afterwards, he finally turned around slowly and looked at the most profound location in his memory.