There are very few people in Svein’s life who insist on naming one other person, and that is General burnham.
And now Galen is half.
His opponent’s posture
Galen perched precariously on Mata’s mind. He came and pulled himself up. He was afraid of the big sword and rode out.
No one stopped him. Svein has let him go.
All that Noxas assassin who were going to kill him made way for him and watch him leave quietly.
It’s like watching a hero go away.
One said birth.
Galen couldn’t feel the pain. He rode numbly at night. He didn’t know where the road ahead was.
He doesn’t know where he’s going, maybe the horizon.
He patted the horse and accidentally touched a pot of wine that he had hung from the horse before.
He picked up the wine, drank it and sang a song
A song, a song that has been in demasia for many years.
"my dear girl, I will go out on a fine horse. I will win meritorious service and marry your wife next year.
My dear girl, the blue waves and the sea are boundless, and I miss you immensely.
My dear girl, if the leaves turn yellow next year, I haven’t come back to you.
Please don’t worry. I’m on my way home. I’m running in the sunset.
I LOVE YOU
My dearest girl "
I’m going home. To be continued.
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Chen Senran opened his eyes, and his blood reunited, like The Hunger pattern, beating again.
Chen Senran restarts.
Black inflammation returns to the world in an instant.
Lissandra can return her fingertips, and the invading frost is swallowed up by the re-burning black inflammation.
The black inflammation even conveniently climbed her frost flowing body.
When she came, she let out a shrill scream and fled desperately into the distance.
Like a rabbit in shock.
Lissandra is very fast, and she has stepped into a very far place with the frost that keeps pouring out of her body.
The frost is still surging, surging fast, almost everywhere the frost surges, she appears.
Just a breath, Lissandra appeared far away.
But Chen Senran’s speed is not slow. He just stayed in place for less than a second and followed the frost that filled the sky.
Black inflammation surges
Black inflammation devoured the frost all the way, and in less than one breath, it firmly bit behind Lissandra.
One position short.
Chen Senran tried to stop his frost all the way with that big emerald sword.
Emerald dreams spit fire like a dragon
Lissandra root didn’t mean to turn back and fight. She seemed to be so scared that those monstrous blackouts were running.
Keep running