Chapter 432 The Horn of the Contradictory Spiral Counterattack
"I wish to take her away."
Mikael said his thoughts straight to the point.
"Of course it's based on Ai Ge's consent."
Seeing the unkind look on Shajo Hiroki's face, he immediately added.
Of course, this is nonsense. As long as you speak up, the probability of success is 100%. But after all, if you want to kidnap someone's daughter, you still need to inform Hiroki Shajo, although his approval and objection have no practical significance.
"You are not a heroic spirit."
After a brief silence, Hiroki Shajo spoke. Although the tone was questioning, the words were affirmative.
"Of course I am not a heroic spirit. Let me introduce you formally. I am Mikael, Mikael Stefan Animsfia, a magician from a parallel world."
[Is he the magician of Animusfia, a family of the Twelve Monarchs of the Clock Tower? 】
Magicians in the magic world may forget their family's heritage, but they will never forget the twelve monarch families of the Clock Tower. They are the most famous families in the magic world. Even the Sajo family in their heyday was far from being comparable to them.
Compared to the behemoth.
And more importantly, Ai Ge likes the young man in front of her. When she faces him, her face will have the same smile as her wife's, which is so bright, with a beautiful longing and yearning for tomorrow.
It was the person in front of her that made Ai Ge become a real girl instead of a confused doll.
No matter which angle you look at it, you can't stop Ai Ge from leaving with him.
Hiroki Shajo took a deep look at Mikael, and suddenly there was a hint of displeasure in his heart. Maybe he was once afraid of Ai Ge's talent, and even alienated her intentionally or unintentionally, but when Ai Ge really changed from his own
When he left, the complex feeling that was difficult to express in words made him feel mixed.
So he stood up and did something completely out of character.
He punched Mikael in the face.
Mikael did not dodge, and there was no need to dodge. This was a father venting his anger at having his treasure taken away, and he could understand it.
"Don't worry, I will take good care of Ai Ge."
"I hope you remember your promise."
"certainly."
Mikael stood up and walked towards the door, stopping when he was about to open the door.
"In addition, compared to black magic, I think elemental transformation magic is more suitable for your daughter, Sajo Ayaka. As a future relative, I left her a small gift."
………
After Mikael left, Hiroki Shajo was just in a daze, stroking the pendant in his hand, wondering what he was thinking. It took him a long time to come back to his senses.
"Ai Yin,"
Looking at his wife's smile in the pendant, he couldn't help but sigh.
"Our daughter has grown up."
………
………
"Aige, the Holy Grail War is over, and I should leave too."
"Is Mikael-kun leaving?"
Listening to Mikael's words, the bright smile on Shajo Aige's face suddenly dimmed, with undisguised loss and sadness.
There are countless thoughts surging in my heart, I want to keep him, I want to be with him and never be separated.
"Of course, no matter how pleasant the experience outside is, you still have to return home."
"Really……"
"Love Song."
"Um?"
"Do you want to go home with me?"
"Eh--!!!"
The gloomy mood was swept away in an instant. Shajo Aige raised his head and looked at Mikael. His moist pupils swayed his figure, shining with bright brilliance.
"Really, is it really okay? Let's go home together or something..."
"Why should I lie to you?"
Mikael stretched out his hand and stroked Shajo Aige's head, feeling the soft touch of the hair in his palm.
"If you love singing, everyone will like you, and I will certainly not be an exception."
"Mikael-kun is so cunning."
The girl murmured quietly.
"By the way, I have a gift for you."
Mikael casually opened the imaginary pocket, took out a beautifully wrapped brocade box, and handed it to Shatiao Aige.
"this is……?"
Shajo Aige curiously opened the box and saw the gift inside. The girl's cheeks were instantly dyed with a bright rose color. It even went beyond pink. In just a short moment, even the roots of her ears turned red.
"I'm still underage, but I'm actually giving him a ring. But if it's Mikael-kun... I still like it very much."
"but……"
The girl puffed up her lovely cheeks,
"If you want to give me a ring, Mikael-kun has to put it on my finger. Make sure to remember that it is this finger. It would be rude to put it in the box."
She shook her left hand. Her nails were round and neatly trimmed, and her slender, nameless nails were as white as jade.
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My consciousness gradually became clearer, but my limbs were unusually stiff. This was an inevitable situation after spending a night in early spring. I felt empty in my heart, as if something important was missing.
Elsa stroked her command spell out of habit, only to find that there were only a few remnants of the dark wings left.
The majestic magic power gathered in the underground of Tokyo has dissipated and returned to its previous appearance. Perhaps as a Master who once had a command spell, or perhaps because she is a magician, she can feel that the Holy Grail has not been activated.
, but everything has come to an end.
In other words, the Holy Grail War is over.
【Yes, it's over.】
The red sun rises slowly from the east, its blazing rays completely tear the night apart, the light dispels the darkness, and the world welcomes a new day.
In the warmth of the morning sun, she squinted her eyes and her vision became blurry.
After the death of his beloved child, he who had thought that he would no longer shed tears could not stop crying, just like an abandoned child, crying heartbreakingly, calling his name, not Archer, who was assigned
Job title, but his real name,
"Arash——!"
Her ears seemed to hear his smiling response, but when Elsa turned her head and looked over, there was only nothingness.
He is not here.
Elsa doesn't know where Arash's soul has gone, but it is said that the destination of heroes is the Seat of Heroes, so Arash's soul is likely to return there and enjoy eternal peace and joy. But no matter where his destination is, Arash
Erza only knows one thing, that is, the earth has lost Arash again.
Recalling the seven-colored meteor that carried the prayer, she was like the people who once lived on that land, mourning the passing of the hero and recalling the profile of Arash.
But if he were here, he would definitely be laughing and saying things like, "Memories are too extravagant, people have to keep moving forward."
[So, goodbye, my first and last, best archer, Arash Kamanqir.]
Wiping away his tears, he raised his head and picked up his favorite travel bag, which he once praised as "this is very beautiful".
Then go back home with your head held high and visit Luke's tomb. After all, it has been a year since I visited that child.
During this year, I went to so many places and met all kinds of people. More importantly, I participated in the Holy Grail War in the Far East and became a fighting partner with the leading hero.
I still remember that he always said that he would become a hero when he grew up, so he would definitely like this story about heroes.
Tears fell down my cheeks again. At least before I set off on my way home, I allowed myself to cry one more time. Just cry one more time.