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Chapter 149: Will fate be decided when making a promise?

 Destiny is an unforeseen premonition that always arrives when people are unprepared and hides in unknown corners, quietly watching your every choice. In the transparent sunlight that fell on the balcony during childhood

, under an ancient tree that has gradually become more and more prosperous with endless growth over the years, in the garden where the heavy rain has wetted the violet petals... What exactly does the future you see look like?

The sudden knock on the door disturbed Olvera's thoughts and brought her back to reality from a meditative dream. She could not imagine who would be standing in the corridor at this time, knocking on the door that was covered in darkness and dust.

The door has been open for many years, but there is always a voice in my mind reminding myself not to open the door if you don't want to lose anything.

When Olvera heard this voice, she felt strange yet familiar. Strange because she had never heard this voice among the people around her. She was familiar because she recognized it. It was clearly her own voice, but it was a long time ago.

It was strange. The long time ago she thought seemed to have nothing to do with the years she lived in Baymang, but something much longer ago, so long ago that she had no memory of it and could only rely on some specious premonition.

To judge.

She said to the voice in her heart: I must open the door.

It's not that she is deliberately rebellious, but she will lose something if she opens the door. But similarly, if she wants to get something, she can only open the door. To gain victory, gain freedom, gain the trust of her companions...etc. For the current

For Ovela, she feels that this is the most important thing to her. No matter what she loses, nothing is more important than gaining them.

The voice stopped talking. Did she agree with Olvera's choice, or did she disagree but there was no way to stop it? The princess couldn't figure it out. She didn't even know where the voice came from. Could it be the thing in her hand?

The owner of the dagger? Just like Alice and the others.

Only when Oveira came back to her senses did she realize that she was standing at the door, with the silent door in front of her. She stretched out her hand hesitantly, and the cold touch on her fingertips was like the rainwater flowing in the muddy soil at that time.

, but the princess had somewhat forgotten which day it was. With a little force on her palm, the door made a heavy creaking sound, and she slowly pushed it open, revealing the scene behind the door to those white-gold eyes.

I was suddenly stunned.

It was a face that was so familiar in her memory, with exactly the same love and tenderness, and the undisguised warm concern in its eyes, which made the princess have the urge to cry for a moment; but it was so unfamiliar, and the thin face was completely

It is a ravine left by the years. It seems that in all the memories in my life, I have never seen her look so old.

The once noble and elegant court magician always taught the princess about the philosophy of vegetation and life in the most leisurely manner. Sometimes he would also carefully add a cup of black tea to her and ask her how she was doing in a cordial and caring tone... When we met again, she also

Do you feel at a loss?

The princess murmured subconsciously, revealing the full meaning of that person to her life: "Old... teacher?"

At the same time, there was also a little girl in the void space, murmuring that person's other well-known identity: "...Mrs. Tree?"

Olvera’s teacher is Mrs. Tree from the Fairy Sleep Inn?

The companions were all surprised to suddenly hear such an astonishing fact. Although they had seen Olvera's teacher in her memory, they had never seen Mrs. Tree with their own eyes, so they could not connect the images of the two people;

As for Metien and Semi, although they had met Mrs. Tree, they missed Olvera's memory because they were awakened at the end.

"How could this happen?" Xie Mi also murmured. She didn't know the corresponding meanings of the two identities, but suddenly felt that it was a coincidence.

Such a strange coincidence always makes people suspect that there is a hand controlling everything. If Metien and Xemmi were awakened earlier, if they saw the teacher in Olvera's memory, if they could find out this teacher in time.

The identities of the two people are connected... Such an assumption is actually meaningless, because what happens next will not change. Some plots are not destined to end, but are destined by the ending.

"It's me, Your Highness the Princess." The old woman looked at her last thoughts left in the world with loving and helpless eyes. Her eyes seemed to be looking at a sad past: "I'm here to pick you up and leave this castle.



"Pick me up and leave?"

"Yes, do you remember, Your Highness Princess, I promised that one day, I will come here, and then take you away from here, return to the outside world, live like an ordinary girl, do what you want

Things to do."

That was the promise she made when she and she stood on the hillside overlooking the dark castle, and at the same time overlooking the entire kingdom that was ravaged by disaster. Suddenly, it flashed across the princess's head, but the time it stayed was too short. Maybe

Only by dividing this fleeting moment into two thousand equal parts, each part is as long as a river, and searching carefully in the river for two thousand years, can we find traces of its existence.

Olivia said blankly: "Will you help me, teacher?"

"Of course." Mrs. Tree couldn't help but smile: "That's exactly why I'm here."

Then why, I am not a little bit happy, it seems that it is not a happy thing.

Olivia thought in a daze. At this time, Mrs. Tree gently stretched out her hand, and the dagger held by the princess escaped from the grasp of the five white and slender fingers, and was thrown into Mrs. Tree's hand.

Live. When her skinny palm touched the wooden handle, every fallen flower seemed to raise its head and regain its original vitality.

Mrs. Shu's eyes suddenly showed a look of reminiscence: "This is a relic left by my teacher."

Olivia's eyes widened suddenly and she felt unbelievable. Teacher's teacher was a very distant concept to her, perhaps even more distant than the outside world. It would be better to say that she had never thought about being as powerful as a teacher.

People of all ages actually have their own teachers. Moreover, why do the items left by the teachers’ teachers appear in their hands?

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"This is the paper knife that the teacher once used. She likes reading books very much. Of course, she also likes to create. She is used to writing down the stories that happen around her and the unrealistic fantasies in her mind through pens. Then she uses this knife to

Using a paper knife, she carefully cut the pages and bound them into her own book. When she was doing all this, I was watching."

Because of her words, a picture suddenly appeared in front of Olvera's eyes: the teacher's teacher, a very good person, was sitting in the shade of a sunny tree, carefully holding a finely shaped

She used a paper knife to cut off the yellowed and rotten parts of the pages, and then passed threads through the holes to bind them together and turned them into a new book. When she did all this, the tree was still young.

The lady was watching from the side, looking around, her eyes full of curiosity and longing, just like many years later in the garden where violets were blooming, the young princess held her chin in her hands and looked at her intently while making black tea.<

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That should be a very beautiful scene, but Olvera didn’t know that some people at that time still looked like trees.

"What happened next?" The princess couldn't help but ask, wanting to know the story behind.

"Later, later, the teacher left and left me only this paper knife. It rained on the day she left." Mrs. Shu recalled the past and felt that the rain came very timely, not because of her.

I am eager to be separated from someone in the rainy season, but because the rain is the most suitable time for separation: "I have been looking for her for a long time, but I have never found her. In the end, I left her with my paper knife.

, changed it into this dagger, and wanted to change something in this way."

Should I say it was a success? She didn't know, but at least it wasn't a disappointing ending.

"Your Highness Princess," she said to Olvera, "from now on, this dagger will be handed over to you."

"Eh, me?" Olvera was immediately at a loss: "Why, why? Isn't this a very important thing for the teacher?"

Mrs. Tree shook her head: "There is never anything important, it's just that we all want to put our emotions on it. One day in the future, if you have a student of your own, give this dagger to her."

"My... future?" Oveira has not yet thought about what she should do after leaving this castle. She only knows that she should fight side by side with her companions. Now, the teacher's words seem to point out to her a point she has never thought of.

Do you want to find a student and teach her everything you know? Although, I don’t seem to know anything.

She was a little timid and yearning, so she reached out to take it, but was gently held down by Mrs. Tree.

"Not now, Your Highness Princess." She smiled gently: "I want to borrow this dagger because there are more important things to do."

What is the more important thing? And why do you say borrowing it? Obviously now, the dagger is still the teacher's thing, right? Olvera was confused, but she didn't ask any more questions, and nodded in agreement: "Okay, teacher.



Metien looked at this scene in the empty space, and suddenly felt suffocated, and her eyes and nose were sore. Perhaps she was the only one who felt worried about the hidden meaning of this scene, because Xie Mi was still too young.

Young people don't know how to feel sad; while others are indifferent and unable to empathize.

Many scenes flashed through my mind, and many words rang out: I took the dagger solemnly in her garden, and heard her say: I believe you can find the teacher and rescue her from that dark and lonely cage;

Discussing with everyone in the lobby of the hotel, I heard Miss Shelia behind the counter say: The plant disaster star can absorb the vitality of plants and transform it into its own power; on the road leading to the cliff, it uses the power of a dagger to burn the thorns blocking the road.

Soliloquy when confused: Mrs. Tree herself is a tree, why would she create a weapon that can kill herself?

……

All the confusions were answered at this time.

"Don't..." The little girl struggled to squeeze out two words from her throat, but she couldn't penetrate the boundary between reality and illusion and reach the person's ears. What's more, this was the ending she had been waiting for for a long time. How could it happen because of

How can you give up so easily with such two fluttering words?

So the next moment, his skinny hands tightly grasped the wooden handle of the dagger, turned it over slowly and solemnly, and pointed it at his heart. Then, under the stunned gaze of the princess, he stabbed without hesitation.

Next.

Chi——

That was not the sound of a sharp blade cutting flesh, but the sound of leaves rubbing against a tough tree trunk. It was as clear and crisp as if its original owner was still using it to cut paper, and the sharp edges touched the smooth paper, cleanly separating the soft ones.

things.

The majestic vitality accumulated by a tree in a thousand years all rushed towards this tiny dagger in an instant, injected into it, and became its new power.

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