The 3051st chapter decisive battle in the trial (thirty-seven)
Chapter 3051 The decisive battle versus the trial (37)
In front of Bediwell, Elaine was in an ice coffin, sleeping.
But this is Elaine's inner world. Is it really possible for him to "fall asleep" in his own heart?
...It was just because it was too painful that he gave up thinking on his own initiative.
And now, the Holy Spirit Platinum Lion (Beta) outside is frantically destroying everything, including Elaine's body.
To stop this destruction, the real Elaine must first "wake up".
"I know this is painful." Bedivere whispered, thinking that Elaine could hear him. He thought that deep in Elaine's heart, there was still a part that was not completely asleep.
Elaine naturally did not answer.
"I know it hurts you to lose Leo. I also lost my brother, I know." Seeing Elaine didn't answer, Bedivere continued, "But you have to cheer up. You can't go on like this. What is lost has been lost.
, irreversible. But your life continues. If you just look back and dwell on the past, you will miss more beautiful things.
I know it's painful, but you can't keep escaping. Nothing will be changed by escaping, and the pain will still be pain. Only by leaving the past behind and moving forward will the pain eventually subside."
Silence. There was deathly silence all around.
"Elaine?" Bedivere called. He was convinced that Elaine was listening. He just didn't respond.
"Okay. Since I have read your memory, I will also show you something. This is only fair." Bedivere touched the [Sun God's Sun Disk] on his arm, and [Yingqi] was reflected in it.
Orb]’s iridescent radiance.
The picture appeared in the darkness. It was Bedivere's memory.
"Well..." Lying on the hospital bed with a severe fever, Papalov opened his eyes slightly and looked at Bedivere, wanting to say something.
"Lie down, don't force yourself when you're so sick." Although the little werewolf boy usually bullied his brother, when Papalov was seriously ill, he still took the initiative to take care of his brother. He soaked
Take out the towel in the water, twist it a few times and put it on the forehead of the white bear boy.
"Beibei..." Papalov still whispered: "I may not be able to survive... these days... I'm glad to have you here..."
"What nonsense are you talking about?" the werewolf boy pouted: "Isn't it just an ordinary fever?"
"Although I look like this...I have actually...lived for a long time...longer than you think." Papalov said: "This body...
...There is no telling when the limit will be reached..."
Bedivere didn't pay attention, thinking that his brother was just talking nonsense because he had a fever.
"Yes, yes. You have lived for a long time, and you are about to die. And then, do you have any last words to say?" the werewolf boy said jokingly.
"...I...another friend. A long time ago...a long time ago...was studying...well, in the orphanage...
...an acquaintance." Papalov said intermittently: "That child...is just like my brother...although there is no blood relationship."
"so......?"
"We agreed... we must fight him again... and see him..." Papalov said, "But... I still feel...
.....This promise can no longer be fulfilled..."
The werewolf boy frowned slightly.
"That child is a crybaby...he will cry at every turn. He will hide in a corner where no one can see...crying secretly. Even when he is not crying...
There was also an expression on his face that he was about to cry." The white bear boy gasped and whispered: "Seeing his expression... people always feel that... they want to help him. In research
...When I was in the orphanage...I was in very poor health...every day...it hurt. I originally wanted to hide in a corner.
Crying...I also wanted someone to comfort me and tell me everything would be fine. But...no one came. There was just the crybaby...and then there
In front of the crybaby, I made up my mind. No matter how painful it is, I will never cry in front of him...Only I must keep smiling. If even I start crying, no one will laugh."
"What kind of weird logic is this..." the werewolf boy complained.
"Maybe it sounds weird, but... maybe... he saved me instead." Papalov smiled bitterly: "I was also... very painful at that time.
But I know he is in more pain... I have to... show off my strength. Showing off my strength in front of that child becomes my... hope of living. Because of this...
.I survived. I think I have to thank him..."
"You talk too much, you might as well sleep more." Bedivere began to feel impatient and urged his brother to shut up.
"Let me finish..." Papalov was unusually stubborn: "Beibei... I have a request. If I am no longer here... if one day you touch
When it comes to that crybaby, please help me...take care of him. He may have changed his appearance and even his name, but you will recognize him..."
He pointed to the tattoo on his arm: "He also has this...the number is...N373..."
"How could I possibly recognize him just like that? What if he was wearing clothes and his sleeves blocked the numbers on his arms? What if he used some method to remove the tattoos?"
"You will recognize him." Papalov said: "My intuition tells me that you will meet... When you see him, you can look into his eyes...
Recognize him. Because he always looks like he wants to cry."
"It's a bit far-fetched..." The werewolf boy shook his head and said, "What you said is illogical. You must be crazy because of the fever. You'd better go to sleep."
"...Promise me first, Beibei." The white bear boy looked at his brother intently.
"Okay. I will think about it." Bedivere reluctantly agreed: "To be honest, I hate you. Maybe when I see that guy, I will also hate that guy. But you are my brother after all, since you are
If you beg me like this, I will take care of that guy reluctantly."
"Thank you, Beibei." Papalov closed his eyes with peace of mind. Of course, he was not dead, he just fell asleep.
"Idiot." The werewolf boy breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that his brother was just asleep and not dead, and then cursed.
The fragment of memory ended abruptly here, of course it was Bedivere who stopped it himself.
"Even though we are far apart, Papalov still cares about you." Bediwell said: "That's why I'm here. Papalov is no longer here, and I will help Papalov [take care of] you as I promised."
You kid, stop being depressed, cheer up quickly. You are not my brother, and I will never treat you the way I treat Papalov. But you have to know that the Dawn is always open to you, the Dawn
The crew will treat you like family. You...will still have a place."
Elaine, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke. His voice came from all directions.
"You, what do you know."
"I also lost a brother, why can't I understand." Bedivere touched the [Sun Disk], and a picture was reflected beside him.
Papalov is burned to ashes by the black flames of the black phoenix.
"In order to protect me, my brother was burned to death." Bedivere said: "You are not the only one in the world who has experienced that kind of pain. We have all lost important people. But I know that I can't escape and can't get back up.
Otherwise, my brother's death will be in vain. You...do you also want Leo's death to be in vain?"
"I don't......"
"Then get up. Get out of your ridiculous ice coffin and stop pretending to be asleep." The werewolf youth scolded, "Don't you have more important things to do? You participated in this round table trial.
What is the purpose, is it just to save Leo?"
Elaine remained silent.
"You can't change anything if you keep holding your head and crying. If you don't do anything and just run away, you will lose more. Isn't your [father] Bors waiting for you to save him? Or is it that you even lose money?
Else also wants to give up and become a real orphan?"
Then there was silence again. A long silence.
Sobs came softly from a corner.
"Nothing... can't be changed..." Elaine's voice was broken: "I tried... very hard. I endured the pain... endured the humiliation... I did everything.
..but still...can't do anything. Everything...is in vain. So what are all my efforts...? I keep trying...if I still fail...
No. I already...don't want to do anything..."
"If you fail again, get up again until you succeed." Bedivere followed the direction of the voice and whispered, "Challenge it again and again, challenge it countless times. Your failure
It is not meaningless. Failure is also a part of life. It is the nutrient that makes you stronger. When you have tried all possible methods and still cannot succeed, then you can cry again.
Before that, please don’t give up any chance of happiness.”
He put his hand on the white-haired boy's head and stroked it, and said softly: "Wake up, Elaine. Our duel has not yet decided the winner."
Bang--------
The ice coffin sealing Elaine's body gradually shattered in the distance.
Bang, bang, bang! The ice blocks continue to disintegrate, and Elaine inside seems to be waking up.
"Stop!------" A bolt of lightning fell from the sky, forming the shape of a white gold lion of the Holy Spirit on the ground in front of the ice coffin. It was very angry: "Don't wake him up!! Let him rest! You didn't
Have you seen how much pain he is in?! Are you still bothering him too much?!"
Before Bediwell could reply, Elaine's hands stretched out from behind and hugged the platinum lion: "Thank you, the other [me]. But... I still want to continue... to work hard."
one time."
"No! Stop fighting! You will be in more pain! You will be injured!" The platinum lion struggled: "Then when you try all means and still fail, you will be desperate! You don't have to bear that despair.
!"
"I, I will be fine." Elaine buried her head in the hair on the back of the platinum lion's neck and whispered: "Even if I am desperate, I will..."
[Make peace with that despair.]
The voice resounded around him, and then Bedivere felt a huge force knocking his thoughts away. After a while, he came to his senses and returned to reality.
Bedivere got up from the ground, and Elaine, who was ten yards away from the opposite side, got up almost at the same time. The white-haired boy's gradually petrified body began to change, and the short white lion hair grew back.
Elaine was supposed to need the help of drugs to transform from a human back to an orc form. But for some reason, he mastered the trick and was finally able to change back freely. Elaine, who had become a white lion boy, looked up and looked up.
Bedivere, the turbidity and rage in his eyes gradually disappeared, and his eyes became firm--even though tears were still pouring out of the corners of his eyes.
"Are you still sad? Are you going to cry and fight me at the same time?" Bedivere asked.
"No, you don't have to worry about it." Elaine stretched out her hand to wipe her face, "I told you first. I hate you."
"That's very well said. In fact, I hate you too, brat." Bedivere said, "No more reasons are needed. Since we both hate each other so much, let's have a fight. Or in other words, let's put this
Is the fight over?"
Elaine grinned, and he who was usually docile showed a rare ferocious look, but it was different from the violent look like Beta.