Chapter 291: 291 Article 290. "From That Night to Today"

--I'm not gonna let you get in the way of Lugis. I'm his accomplice.

Hearing those words, Fialaat saw the saint in front of him smile a little. No, not a smile, more like a quirk of her lips.

What can I say, her expression is indeed a smile of compassion, full of the atmosphere of a saint. But her golden eyes were different.

As if shining brilliantly, the golden eyes are wide open. The golden eyes were wide open, as if they were shining brilliantly, and before he could even think of them as beautiful, he felt something abnormal on his skin. A pain like a needle prick ran down his cheek for a moment.

At the very least, a cathedral knight of continental renown, whose body had been instantly transformed into a sculpture, was not giving off a single hint of fear. He has no serious sensibilities.

Feeling a slight twitch in his thigh, Fialat took a half-step to the side. What he meant was that he had not the slightest intention of retreating any further. There was enough distance to cast a spell. The back of his throat cooled with a good deal of tension.

But Alueno's lips were open in an exuberant manner, as if he didn't care about Fialat's thoughts.

...... accomplice, right. I'm not sure if this is a good idea or not. It seems to be the case, but... It's a problem.

The way he said it, it was as if he was telling a trivial story. In a hushed tone, Alueno put his hand to his lips.

For Fialaert, the words must have struck a chord in his heart. He didn't know what he was going to say, and he didn't expect to have anything to say about himself.

After all, when they had met in Belle Fain, he had said that he was a pursuer of Lugis. If that person now came on stage claiming to be an accomplice, there would be no small amount of surprise or suspicion.

However, Alueno did not look like that. She didn't ask why or what was going on, but simply spelled out the words in the air.

Fialaert's ears twitched and her black hair fluttered in the darkness. Suddenly, her eyelashes fluttered.

He said, "You always decide everything on your own. And when you come home, you always come home with a scar. Yeah, it's too dangerous to watch.

It was Fialaat's turn to raise her dark eyes. The expression on his face stiffened, as if he was wondering what the hell he was talking about.

But even as he looked at her, Alueno was still smiling with a graceful, casual smile that dipped his head. At first glance, he seemed innocent enough, but in this situation, he was too unsuitable. This is a war zone. This is not a place to smile too soon.

Fialaert couldn't quite grasp what Alueno was saying. He opens his lips slowly, frowning at his own brow with a sense of discomfort.

The air that sat between them made a slight sound, as if it were trembling.

The air between them made a slight sound as if it were trembling.

Fialaert said, struggling to string words together in her confused cranium. Her dark eyes were slightly agitated.

Just a few moments ago, he had made up his mind that he would not retreat in the face of anything. What's going on? I felt a strange buzzing in the lining of my gut. I have a bad feeling about this.

As soon as he asked the question and closed his lips, Fialat knew he had made a mistake.

He didn't know the exact reason. But his heart beat higher and higher as if to tell him so. There was a definite feeling of the blood receding from her body.

The clever thoughts she must have had were telling her that she had done something she shouldn't have done, that she had stepped on something she shouldn't have stepped on.

I'm sure you'll be able to figure out what's going on.

It's not a surprise. It's not a surprise, because Lugis and I have known each other since we were born.

I'm sure you'll be able to understand that I'm not the only one who has a problem with this.

I'm not sure what to say.

I'm not sure if you've heard of this, but I'm sure you have. It was hard, with no warmth in it.

Fialat-la-Volgograd. When I saw him in the mercenary city of Belle Fain, he was a pursuer of the great sinner Lugis. And now you're his accomplice.

Did you take him in after that, or did you take his hand long before that?

A sound escapes from the corner of my lips. The first corner of the eye has a strange heat, Alueno felt.

I'm not sure what to do. It's a good idea to take a look at your own eyes to make sure that you're looking at the right image.

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Of course, Alueno thought, this was due to his own inadequacies. Lugis was undoubtedly his salvation and source of support during his hard life in the cathedral. No, if you want to talk about it, it was before that, long before that.

Nobles who say that because they are noble, they must be noble. Noblemen who thought they must be noble because they graduated from the academy. Ordinary people who wear expensive things and think they are noble because of it.

In a world full of such people, a world where you cannot even sigh, Lugis has always been your salvation.

And yet, I have not been able to be his saving hand or even a perch. This has put him in a difficult situation, and now he has to cut down his own body to make a place for himself to live. I can see him out of the corner of my eye as he engages in a sword fight.

It's not worth it. Oh, I would curse myself if I could. This is the true heart of Alueno, the intense emotion that resides in his heart.

But that's why, isn't it? Now, in Alueno's guts, a similar kind of fire and heat was boiling up in his voice. A kind of contradiction, even.

--Accomplices?　With whom?

My cheeks twitch. Eyes numb. Heart beating so fast it almost scared itself.

Oh, there's no mistaking it. The pale color of Fialat-La-Borgorade's eyes, the tone of his voice when he spoke of Lugis.

At the very least, there's not a hint of disdain or contempt in it. You will find a lot of things that you can do to make your life easier.

After all, she was one of them.

A cold breath escaped her. But deep in his chest, it was so hot that he felt like he was going to burst. It was the unmistakable emotion of resentment.

Unforgivable. To sit next to him so easily. Even though she knew it was a shallow and not-so-clean feeling, Alueno couldn't help but think.

She, Fialat-La-Borgograd, is not the only one. I'm not sure what to say, but I'm not sure what to say.

All of them are nothing but an object of resentment for Alueno.

You can call it unreasonable, you can call it ridiculous, you can call it disgusting. But what do you know?

Since I was a little girl, I had nothing in my hands. I had no dignity, no tomorrow, no money, no wisdom, no way to get any of it.

Of course not. An abandoned child thrown into a well can't be given those things. So there was always nothing in my hands but a path to eventually be sold.

I was okay with that, and I never thought I could ask for more. Envisioning the future is a rich man's game. It is not something that can be given to an orphan. To seek food today is a way of life for an orphan.

--But despite her circumstances, Lugis spoke of the future. That night, under the starry sky, he spoke to himself as a child.

So I believed it and lived it. To be with that future, to be with him. I clenched my teeth and vomited mud to live.

Enduring, enduring, enduring. Clenching my fists and letting the blood flow from my lips, I survived.

This is not the behavior of a pure and innocent saint. It's not a very noble way to be. I'm probably the worst and the worst.

But still. Alueno believes that he is worthy to be by Lugis' side. That's why we've been here from that night until today.

That's why Alueno can never tolerate the Fearat in front of him. Even though they had only been together for a few years at best, she stood in front of him as if she deserved to be next to him.

I'm not kidding. You have no idea how much I have sacrificed to be there, to be there.

There was no longer any tolerance or understanding in Alueno's heart. There was only the heat that burned everything away.

"Childhood friend. You and Lugis?　It's not a bad joke, is it?

I'm not sure if it's a good idea, but I think it's a good idea.

"You can rest assured, Fialaat-la-Borgograd.

Alueno speaks with an indifferent, yet vindictive air.

"My words may or may not be a joke, but your future is set here. May you have a great salvation.

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