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Volume 2/Expedition to the Girls Chapter 73/The Wounded Wolf

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    Ceciwenna's heart was filled with the joy of success, mixed with the relief of seeing Adhesire again, brewing a sweet feeling of ecstasy.  She walked down the street with her head lowered, her whole body covered in the shabby cloak. When she hurriedly walked around the corner, she carefully checked behind her to make sure no one was following her.  The entrance inspection of White Rose City is very strict. From the time of departure to arrival at White Rose City, Wing Zhizhi stayed outside the city for nearly a month. It was only recently that he sneaked into the city through the channels of a nearby resistance organization and took advantage of the opportunity of the Mutin Festival.  Along the way, they heard countless depressing news, but the king's last instructions, the worry about the missing Highness Edasil, and the anger towards the Silver Rose Family and the Empire have supported them until today.  And just now, she finally confirmed that Her Royal Highness the Princess was safe and sound. Nothing could make her more happy than this.  The next step is to wait for the opportunity to rescue Her Royal Highness from the White Rose City, the magic cave of silver roses.  As for what to do after being rescued, Ceciwenna, who was a military attache, has not yet figured it out, but as the saying goes, there is a road to the mountain. There is no shortage of careerists in this world. As long as Adhesire is willing to leave with them,  Those with ulterior motives came to the door themselves - just like the Nanling resistance organization that helped them and brought them into the city.  And when she thought that her journey of a thousand miles was about to begin at her feet, Ceciwenna felt a little uneasy, but at the same time she couldn't help but feel a little excited because of her undoubted determination.  Thinking of this, Ceciwenna couldn't help but speed up her pace. This good news must be informed to others as soon as possible.  The girl in disguise quickly turned into an empty alley, and then stopped suddenly.  The one-eyed man dressed as a porter noticed the movement, raised his head, and narrowed a cold blue eye to look at her: "It's a good technique, deliberately avoiding the front sight, but the precautions for the rear are a bit too lax.  Right?" Hearing the man speak, Ceciwenna subconsciously took a step back and narrowed her eyes: "Who are you!?" Looking at the pale golden eyes exposed under the exposed cloak, Lamberts asked  He frowned slightly and said calmly: "I thought the church was the only one targeting Yi Wenyan, but I didn't expect that there were quite a few rats in the sewers who wanted to get a share of the pie." "rats?!" Those pale gold pairs  His eyes were filled with anger for a moment, "You bastard" "Hmph" Seeing that his goal failed, Lamberts couldn't help but snorted coldly.  At the moment when she was about to roar, the girl swallowed back the anger that was about to come out, leaving only a few murmurs of gnashing of teeth mixed in the air.  "" Looking at Lamberts, Ceciwenna quickly weighed it in her mind, and then carried it in her right sleeve behind her back. A dim and matte dagger fell silently into the slender palm.  middle.  "Get out of the way." She looked at Lamberts coldly and said.  Lamberts narrowed his eyes and looked at the girl, then shrugged: "Please do it." After saying that, he turned around and left the alley without looking back.  Ceciwenna was left standing by him, with the dagger still in her hand.  The girl looked at the other person's leaving figure and was at a loss. Apart from being stunned, her heart was full of contradictions. She could not pursue him, nor should he stay.  "He what on earth is he here for" After pondering for a moment, Ceciwenna bit her silver teeth lightly, stamped her feet, and then chased after him: "We can't just let him go like this, if he reveals the matter to the Duke's Palace  If he comes out, His Highness Adishil's life will be threatened, so we must find out this guy's address - at the very least, we must monitor him and prevent him from acting rashly"  Yi Wenyan leaned on the sofa in the study room, clenched his right hand into a fist, and coughed lightly.  Putting down his hand, he interrupted Iofeta's report: "So as expected, did the 'Last Brigade' contact Adesiel? So what was Adesiel's subsequent performance?"  Ta quickly replied: "It looks normal on the surface, but when walking, it's a little stiff." She made a little gesture - the same hands and feet.  "Ha" Yi Wenyan couldn't help but laugh, " It should be said that she is worthy of being a woman from the royal family. It is normal to behave like this." After saying that, he rubbed his forehead tiredly, feeling inside his body  The rapidly dissipating magic power made his head sting, and this was just the beginning, not the final stage of the magic dissipation.  Iofita gently closed the information book in her hand, frowned slightly, and said softly: "Master Ian, there is one thing I don't quite understand. Your teacher's hand?It is clear that nearly half of Volume 10 has not yet been translated. It would be inappropriate to test Miss Adishil at this time.  " "Isn't it timely" Ivan shook his head gently, "Iofita, the work of translation is actually not as troublesome as you think. Maybe translating a book is completely done by 'dead language', '  It is almost impossible to write a text in a lost language, but for an ordinary 'foreign language' book that already has nine volumes of translations as a reference, any scholar who specializes in semiotics can  Can be translated.  " "And Iofeta, even if this matter hadn't happened, do you think I would be so easily trusting in what Edrasil translated to me?  "Yi Wenyan gently rubbed his forehead, maybe because of the pain, or because facing Iofetta, his tone was not as bold and aggressive as before, "Although I am sorry to say it, as a person  Leader, I just can't feel comfortable enough with Adishiel.  But compared to a dead language that has no possibility of translation, I would rather have a "so-called translation" that is full of errors.  There is no possibility of translating the former, but even if only one-third of the latter is correct, with the abilities of the scholars and mages at my disposal, it is enough to correctly translate the entire original manuscript.  " "So, whether Adasheel does anything or not, it makes no sense to me.  "Yi Wenyan sighed softly, "I deliberately left such a loophole for her just to let her dig her own grave - I really hope she can live up to my expectations" "" Ai  Ofita was silent, with a hint of thought in her beautiful lake-green eyes, "I don't think what you did is right, Master Ian.  "    "Um?  "Yiwen Ian was a little surprised. Few people would accuse him of his mistakes, and even less Iofita. The girl was more likely to listen. "Master, you hope that Miss Adishil can live up to your expectations.  , but in my opinion, Master Ian, you have never reached out and actively expressed your expectations for His Highness Adishil.  " "Young Master, you are just waiting. You have always been just waiting, waiting for others to stand with you, but you have never taken the initiative to reach out. If you could have taken the initiative to stay, Miss Cynthia would not have left like that.  The Duke's Palace.  " The unexpected direct blow made Yi Wen couldn't help but be shaken. But after calming down, he smiled bitterly and felt that this was really Iofetta's style. It was straightforward. It seemed that apart from silence, the girl never knew  What better way to hide one's feelings? "Qiluo" Yi Wenyan looked at the beautiful red clouds outside the window and fell into deep thought, "Iofita, you know you and Qiluo"  ¡­Cynthia What¡¯s her biggest difference?  " "" Iofita did not answer. If she knew, she would not ask Yiwen Ian such a question. "It is the ability to protect yourself" Yiwen Ian smiled bitterly, and then looked up.  Looking at the bloody sky, "Cynthia is different from you, Iofita, she is just an ordinary woman, and when I chose this path, I realized that I would be surrounded by the unavoidable bloodshed.  I'm not sure I can protect her - at least it's safer to stay as far away from me as possible than staying by my side.  " "To put it nicely, I am a person who likes to think about defeat before thinking about victory. To put it lightly, I am a person who hates being responsible.  "Yi Wenyan closed his eyes gently. The dissipation of magic power and the loss of physical strength made him almost unable to bear the physical fatigue after a day's work. "I never thought that I could save the world, or that I could  I am only willing to do what I can to save everyone I want to save Iofeta, you are willing to stay with me, I really thank you.  But Cynthia is different having anything to do with me will only cause her to be hurt more" "So Adishiel maybe for her staying away from me is" Yi Wenyi  En's low words began to become blurred halfway through, and finally stopped slowly. With his eyes closed, he snored evenly. Iofita stood there blankly for a while, and then fetched a blanket.  , gently covering him. The loss of magic power will last for several hours. Yi Wenyan's current drowsiness is only temporary. Soon he will be awakened by severe pain due to the depletion of magic power, but even if it is only for a moment.  That's fine, let him take a rest. Iofita held Yiwen Ian gently across a thin blanket, her wolf-like ears pressed against his body, listening to the powerful sound in Yiwen Ian's chest.  With the pulsing and moans coming out of his mouth subconsciously, the arms around him couldn't help but hug him a little tighter, as if this could relieve his pain, which was reflected in his lake-green eyes.What came out was the look of a wounded wolf.  The only people who can understand people with the same disease are those who have sympathy for the same disease. Cynthia chose to leave, and Iofita chose to stay, but Yiwen Ian did not make any expression after all. He expressed happiness for Cynthia's departure and expressed his gratitude to Iofita.  Fita chose to thank them for staying, but he never mentioned their true expectations and expectations for him.  Compared with the current Iofita, the current Yiwen Ian is more like a lone wolf outside the wolf pack. He is far away from the wolves, quietly watching the emotions revealed by the wolves.  Warmth and happiness, give your blessings, and then disappear alone in the vast snowy night, fighting the threats from the darkness, fighting for life and death in a place where no one knows.  Yes, Ivan always says to only do what he can.  So in the end, he was like lighting his own torch, completely burning himself to ashes and scattering in the wind and snow.  The flame is so blazing that those who look up to it will feel warm and bright, but those who want to go one step further to embrace it will have their skin and flesh burned by the heat and temperature of the flame like moths to a flame.  .  But even if she is also ignited and becomes firewood, Iofita must tightly embrace her only flame of hope, unlike those military officers, those workers, and those soldiers who, for the sake of Ivan Yi  Stand together with Yiwen Ian for the ideals and beliefs that En gave them.  Whether it was Iofita or Cynthia, the reason why they wanted to touch him was simply because of Ivan.  So Iofita knows very well that as long as Ivan can stay, Cynthia will feel happy even if she turns into ashes Because no matter what, they are also suffering from the same problem.
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