"I was just in the infirmary... Listen to Dr. Warfarin and me

..." Amia threw herself in her arms and choked up:

"You, you won't even have any battle next..."

You only have less than ten years left in your life..." Rankopel

still thought that what was going on, he had already seen it, gently stroked Amia's back, and said:

"Warfarin finally told you about it... Well, but after thinking about it, it's not a way to keep it hidden, and my own attitude towards this kind of thing is very... Optimistic.

"Amia, after all, birth, old age, sickness, and death, whether in my world or in this land of Terra, are inevitable cycles of most life.

Amia threw herself in Rankopel's arms and gently grabbed Rankopel's neckline, and said in a tone that was still very unacceptable:

"But I really... There really is no way to imagine losing Mr. Rankopel forever... Never see you again... I, I might... Whew..." Rankopel

understood Amia's mood, but at this time he could only continue to coax

Amia:

"Amia, be stronger... Okay?" "

... Alas, forget it, you are already strong enough, such a big Carters little girl ... What you carry, what you carry... There are too many. Rankopel

looked at Amia, the little leader of Rhode Island, she always judged the situation very clearly, and her spells produced a hint of intimidation even if she looked directly at herself.

She's done enough, done well enough, strong enough and good enough.

“...... Fuck, at the end of the day, I don't want to leave you, Amia. At

this time, Rankopel seemed to really peel off the layers of skin wrapped in his heart, revealing the purest thoughts that were really contained inside, without a trace of concealment.

"I don't want to leave a lot of people I recognize, and I don't want a lot of people I approve of to leave me." Rankopel

gently pressed his body down a little and wrapped Amia in his arms - the blood demon's chest was always cold, so he could feel Amia's temperature more.

"

Yes, no matter how optimistic the idea, it does not mean that you necessarily want to accept this fact—at most, it is just a flatten acceptance of an unchangeable status quo.

But if it can change the status quo, Rankopel can go to his mother's and accept it calmly.

"But rest assured, Amia, Dr. Warfarin may not have told you... And a passage.

When Rankopel said this, Amia obviously had two rabbit ears suddenly straightened, obviously a little hurtful scene, but he couldn't help but chuckle because this action was too cute.

"According to the ancient Sargon texts, through the southernmost hot land of the continent of Terra, you can see the legendary city of gold that is half buried by wind and sand.

"And the City of Gold has passed by, and it will come to the southern end of the Terra continent, where there is a legendary fountain of immortality, which can be turned into an immortal seed with just one sip."

"Then I can't be by your side longer, Amia."

Hearing Rankopel's words, Amia finally lifted her face from Rankopel's arms and asked in a low voice:

"Really..., Mr. Rankopel?" Although

it is a legend, it is better than the slightest hope, and according to the world full of fantasy such as the continent of Terra, it is not surprising that the legend is true.

"Of course it's true. "

Ten years ... Short and short, long but long, Amia.

"To put it another way, I have ten years to go." Rankopel

regained his spirits and said to Amia:

"During this time, I will improve my strength as much as possible, broaden my knowledge, and then develop my strength to help Rhode Island by the way."

"And I'm constantly looking for clues about [Blood Hades' Sword Armor], and I think Warfarin and Koluhill have already started to help me search even out of their own curiosity."

"I will definitely truly master this powerful power and protect everything I cherish."

"Then I can follow Warfarin's narrative, through the burning land and even through the legendary City of Gold of Sargon, to the southern border of the continent of Terra."

"Then find that legendary fountain of immortality, drink it in one gulp, and turn into an immortal seed... Ha ha...... I don't know if that spring water can be packed and taken away.

"When the time comes... It's nice to have a few more watchmen in the continent of Terra like Dr. Kelsey, isn't it?" Only

then did Amia stop her grief and say to

Rankopel:

"Well, Mr. Rankopel!"

Rankopel

chuckled and nodded, then took out something from his pocket that had not been used in a long, long time - it was his blood seal.

In fact, it was not mentioned before, because of many factors, when Rankopel finally went to the Lones family with Fika, after his own consideration and some uneasy premonition, he finally handed over the Zoster family's token, that is, his blood seal, to the Doctor for temporary collection.

Usually, the blood seal of the blood demon family is also called the certificate of friendship, once the entire seal is in the hands of the other party, either the blood demon has been killed by the other party, or it means that the two sides have a lifelong friendship.

The relationship between himself and the doctor is not exaggerated in the whole handing over to the other party.

Now Rankopel is a little glad of his original decision, if according to the scale and process of the final decisive battle with Fick, this seal will probably have shattered into slag powder and float to where it will go.

After returning to the White Sands, the Doctor quietly returned the seal to himself during a meeting, and it was now lying quietly in the palm of his hand.

However, the Blood Seal is actually just a special creation of a relatively profound Blood Demon's Source Stone Technique.

If he was really damaged in battle one day, with his current mastery of the source stone technique, he should create another problem...

"I've been for a long time... It hasn't been stamped anymore. Rankopel

turned the Bloodline Seal in his hand, the dark blue rose emblem still shining brightly—it had been following him since the first location since crossing, the Usas Infected Mine.

And the other blood demon families in Rankopel's family in the previous life still remember their names, father Nofilia, Aunt Solina, and Arya, their sister.

And never forgotten.

If I had the power I have now... Maybe things will be different... However, what has happened cannot be changed after all, even the most powerful force.

You may be able to destroy today's world, but you can't kill an ant from yesterday.

"Cherish the present and grasp the future. Lankoper

gently tightened his palm, clenched the blood seal in the palm of his hand, and then stared at Amia, his eyes began to become different from before:

"Although in terms of blood, Amia, you are the king of Sakaz, and I should also pay you the courtesy of your lord, my highness."

"I don't need to rely on the smell of the bloodline seal to find you, just by the induction of Sakaz's bloodline, I can see you like the sun in another special horizon."

But Rankopel still gently grasped the back handle of the Blood Seal, as before:

"But in terms of human relations, Amia.

"You are one of the people I recognize and admire the most, and you deserve the highest friendship I pay for... Amia... And even one day... If the necessary situation is encountered..."

I will lay down my life for you.

Amia immediately grabbed Rankopel's hand and said to Rankopel in an excited tone:

"I don't want it!"

If Mr. Rankopel died in front of me to protect me... I'll be sleepless for the rest of my life..."

"Until then, I will also be stronger than ever, Mr. Rankopel, so that maybe one day I too will be able to protect you at some point."

"The king of Sakaz or something, in fact, I don't care about this kind of thing at all, Mr. Rankopel, if this strength is not necessary for the struggle... I wouldn't want to at all..."

"It's just... For a better future for this land... Let the creatures of this land sleep peacefully. Rankopel

smiled and said

, "Yes, it must be a wonderful future,

Amia."

Amia closed her eyes and said softly:

"The barren earth will be extensively cultivated and improved, the aroma of grain and ears of wheat will fill the field, and the flowing springs and the fresh scales bouncing alive inside will sound as crisply as bells." Rankopel

also closed his eyes and continued:

"The photos taken by the photographers will no longer be war and smoke, but a sea of flowers, and people's laughter will even break through the clouds on the dome."

Amia continued in a longing tone:

"All meaningless struggles will end here, and Sakaz will sit together in Sarkota, embracing the sea, kissing the mountains, smelling the creamy aroma of the dessert shop and carrying schoolbags to school." Rankopel

concluded:

"Class oppression and feudal poison have been wiped out, people no longer fear the invisible shackles, more efficient systems of order have been invented, and people no longer do evil not because of the coercive restraint of the law, but because of the conscience of their hearts." "

Then, I was the first to open my eyes, and I was greeted... But it is still a barren wasteland in the distance.

However, it is only temporary.

"Let's go, Amia, I want to go back and see what Chernoberg is developing now - isn't this the corner of the future world you are looking forward to?

Rankopel patted Amia lightly on the shoulder and said to her

: "Then we have to finish everything here quickly, don't we?" Amia

took a deep breath, her blue eyes regained their tenacity and confidence, and replied:

"Well, I really want to return to Chernoberg early, and Mr. Misery is over there."

Rankopel gently released Amia in her arms, and she stood up in time and said to her:

"Okay, it's almost time, Amia, let's do the last thing..."

"Cheers to the future we describe, my little bunny, my beloved dear friend, my Highness.

And Amia also took the remaining half bottle of pineapple beer in her hand and raised it, and the sunlight in the sky was parallel to the figure of the two.

"Well, Mr. Rankopel!" the

last trace of gloom finally dissipated from Amia's face, and the afternoon sun covered her azure eyes, and she let out a clean, pure laugh:

"Cheers!"

No matter how long has passed, Rankopel will not forget this day.

An empty handle cup and half a dangling bottle of pineapple beer collided together... Time.

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