When night fell and everyone left him, Soshiyang, wearing a off-white monk's robe, walked into the room that originally belonged to Veronica.
All the furniture here is arranged according to her preferences. When you enter the door, you can see the bookshelf on both sides of the left and right sides. It is covered with some strange books Veronica has collected from the folk. On the right is a huge desk, carved from giant woods on the mountain.
The walls, floors and ceilings are all plain and light blue. The only decoration on them is a light plant pattern, and some embellished picture frames - they are painted by Veronica herself, mostly with some scenery and plants.
Other decorations and furnishings in the house were selected by Veronica herself, with blooming flowers in several ceramic vases, and a few dressing boxes and scattered hairpin earrings on the white dressing table.
The windows of the room are open, and the curtains are slightly blown as the doors are opened.
Veronica's bed was about ten steps away from the window, and the quilt was still not in a mess. There were several books near the head of the bed, all of which were strange folk novels that Soshiyang had never heard of.
Soshiyang took a deep breath and closed his eyes.
A second later, many memories of the past suddenly returned and caught his mind. Every moment was dazzling and real—
"Go to peace with your fallen gods, alien."
"Hmph, your fallen empire is what makes you look like because of people who are full of your accents."
"Saving you this time is considered a reward, but I will kill you as soon as possible after leaving."
"Ha, then am I a fool? Let you go out and kill me."
"It didn't take much time, right?"
"It's not a matter of spending time. You're eating alone and you no longer have a sense of trust!"
“When did you have the illusion of trust between us?”
"I'm a little thirsty."
"Spirituals, do you think I am a nanny?"
"I know there are many taboos for Astarte in your human beings, but I'm still curious. What would you choose if you met her before you became Astarte?"
"I will be a green pine that never witheres, growing in the hot southern country, waiting for a flying snow."
"I can't let you leave until your tribe members come to pick you up. This is my bottom line."
"Hehe, the bottom line? There is a boundary between using and complicity? These words come from the mouth of you, the leader of the battle group sitting on the same bed with the 'Alien', but there is no convincing at all."
"Soshyan, if...if... one day someone tells you, I am an alien and you have to kill me, will you do it?"
"Can we come back together in the future?"
"If you have time, it will."
After a long time, Soshiyang opened his eyes again.
He stepped forward, his feet in his footwear on the soft carpet without a sound.
Soon, he noticed that there were many paintings scattered on Veronica's desk. When he walked over, he found that most of them were his image paintings, from busts to his full body portraits in armor, part of which was a scene of him fighting, and part of which was a scene of him holding meetings or personally maintaining equipment.
Soshiyang stared at the drawing paper, and unexpectedly strong emotions surged in his heart. Then he flipped through a few more pictures. Seeing Veronica actually painted the scene of their adventures in Ulanno, it has to be said that the long lifespan of the elves really gave them enough time to cultivate their hobbies.
When he saw Veronica smugly holding a glass tube filled with liquid, with a proud expression as if he had seized some spoils, Soshiyang subconsciously laughed.
But the next picture, the smile on his face disappeared.
It was him lying on a rock with his eyes closed, while Veronica, who was standing beside him, leaning down and printing his lips on his cheek.
"this--"
He stretched out his hand, trying to say something, but found that his throat seemed to be blocked, so he could only put away the drawing paper.
During this process, a black invitation dropped an order, with a rose wrapped around the blood-colored chains printed on it, and a faint fragrance oozed.
Soshiyan frowned and opened it, and found that it was actually left for him, and the signature was Oria Males.
The above content is very simple. If he wants to retrieve Veronica, then come to Comoros with the fragments of Kane found from Ulano to exchange for things.
Kane Fragments—
Soshiyan finally realized that the other party’s target was actually this!
"It turns out to be like this."
After finding the fragment of Kane from Ulano, Soshiyan kept hiding it in the dark compartment of his bedroom, and no one except Veronica knew it.
After realizing that the other party was going to exchange Veronica for this, he felt relieved, which at least proved that she was safe - before the other party got something.
Suddenly, Soshiyang put away the invitation and turned around.
A graceful figure appeared on the porch, and he was unaware of it when the other party arrived.
"You are filled with pain and loss, and you don't want to be seen by others."
When Elena walked in, Soshiyan was thinking about how the other party found him, and he also learned from Armin that it was Elena who controlled the extinction aircraft to destroy the invading dark spirit clan. Similarly, she ordered Veronica to leave the monastery fortress.
But Soshiyan couldn't blame the other party. One was obviously Veronica's own request, and the other was that the other party's identity was there.
As for how Elena controlled the extermination relic, Soshiyang guessed that it should be related to Mu Hu, which also made him more cautious - it would be fine to say it was a grudge.
"Is there anything wrong with me, Mrs. Elena?"
He stared at Elena in black veil.
"It's okay, I'm just worried about you."
"I'm fine, Mrs. Elena."
"Then you need to let go of the unimportant things, Soshiyan, the Legion has many more important things waiting for you to deal with and solve."
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! He glanced at her, went to the window ridge to open the curtains, let the stars shine on the floor, slightly illuminating the dark bedroom, and then leaned against the wall with his hands in his chest:
"I will do what I should do, Mrs. Elena, you've been too worried, I always put duty first, and if you really have any doubts about my abilities, I don't mind passing the position of acting commander to the Randall brothers."
Elena sighed softly, and walked over and whispered quietly:
"Are you still complaining that I didn't stop her?"
"no."
"Soshyan, if Veronica doesn't go, how big will the casualties of the recruits be? Are the lives of those warriors worth the lives of this in your heart? The ultimate control of the aircraft is always with you. All Muhu can do is to activate their colonial defense mode, in which they attack all non-human species, and if Veronica is present, they will be attacked... You need to stick to your beliefs and remember the responsibilities you bear. Faced with some unpleasant parts, perhaps the entire human empire needs you to save in the near future. If you can't believe it, then no one can."
Soshiyang opened his mouth and wanted to answer, but in the end he said nothing.
"What's wrong? What makes you hesitate?"
Elena asked:
"Are you really going to put a spirit clan above the legion? Or-"
“It’s a promise.”
Soshiyang replied softly:
"If I cannot fulfill this promise, then it turns out that I am a coward, a coward cannot bear the burden you say. Mrs. Elena, no matter what else there is between me and Veronica, at least I will never be at peace in my heart until the promise is over. This is the truth I have already realized."
Soshiyang turned around and scanned the towers and buildings in the distant nest capital through the window, and the sick light shrouded it in the golden glow.
"A person who lacks his heart is absolutely unable to bear the important task of saving the empire, right?"
"Yes."
Elena sighed lightly, nodded, then walked to Soshiyang and stared at the distance together.
"You are really exactly the same as him."
Elena looked back at the cold room, her eyes sank on the desk and the portrait of Soshiyan.
"Sorry, I have no intention of preaching to you. The tone just now may be a bit intense, but I believe that my words are not wrong. For me, you are the only remaining fruit of Taixifeng and the last precious commander of the Legion. You are too precious to take risks."
"You are advising me not to go to Comoros, right?"
"You cannot lose, and the army cannot lose. The sacrifices of those children are heartbreaking. I don't want to see more shrouds."
Soshiyang's eyes were firm. He did not answer the other party immediately, but he whispered after a long time of silence:
"Tell me about him."
"What?"
"Tell me how the Primrose saved the planet in the most dangerous times."
Elena was silent for a while, then nodded and said softly: