Chapter 350 Chapter 144 Conflicting Emotions (Part 2)
The silence in the air solidified for a moment, and the black-haired youth slightly raised his head, looking at the Ice Dragon Girl beside him, his voice a little low and dim.
“However, Little Fei, even if I truly believed that what I saw was the fate of the future, I think I still wouldn’t leave Young Lady’s side, or rather, I would pretend that this wasn’t real, just a false illusion.”
“What do you mean by that… Uya, I don’t understand.”
Ophilia felt a slight pain in her little head and couldn’t help but reach out her slender hand to rub it. She really couldn’t understand what these so-called “emotions” that this human youth had in his head were all about.
What she had originally thought was that because Ig thought he truly believed what he had seen, he would be like this to Verafia… However, from what the youth said, he would rather pretend that it wasn’t real?
Moreover, this human youth had consecutively uttered things that were completely contradictory in logic. This made Ophilia unable to help but scratch her beautiful hair, her expression becoming even more perplexed.
“Little Fei, just think of me as avoiding it, lacking the courage to face it.”
Ig gave Ophilia a faint smile. The youth’s cheeks lifted as he looked at Ophilia’s slender body. The door to the observatory was pushed open forcefully by the girl and did not close again. The dark night was reflected on the ground, and the clamor of the castle had not yet begun to spread.
A hint of loneliness spread in his eyes, scattering in the sapphire blue. Ig pushed himself up from the ground where he was sitting and smiled lightly at the Ice Dragon Girl who was gazing at him:
“At that time, I didn’t dare to mention such a thing in front of Young Lady. At that time, I was thinking more about what Vera would think of me if I said it?”
“Uya. Is that so? I seem to understand a little. Mmm… such complicated things.”
Ophilia nodded her little head as if she understood but didn’t. She propped her chin with her little hand, her crystal clear, watery blue eyes looking up at the youth in front of her:
“So, it’s because Ig values Verafia too much, and you’re afraid that saying such things will distance her from you, so you’d rather hide it?”
“Honestly, even though both of them can’t let go of each other, they end up making things like this… En, Sister was right, this thing called emotion is the most troublesome!”
The Ice Dragon Girl’s soft and delicate tone made Ig’s eyes tremble slightly, ripples spreading out.
Seeing Ig’s silence, Ophilia simply took it as his tacit agreement and said in a crisp, soft, and delicate tone:
“However, although I seem to understand Ig’s feelings a little, if I were that idiot Phoenix, I would definitely be quite angry if I saw the expression you just had.”
The girl’s voice paused slightly, and she moved closer to Ig, raising her head a little, her frost-blue eyes looking at him seriously:
“Moreover, from Ig’s perspective, you don’t want any gap to appear between you and Verafia… but, isn’t this also a sign that you are unwilling to believe her? I heard from Sister that the emotions between friends are cultivated through mutual trust. I may not be able to understand that Phoenix well, but if Ig, you also don’t believe me, then…”
The Ice Dragon Girl tilted her head slightly, her little hand stroking the ice-blue hair that had fallen down. She suddenly stuck out her tongue at him and raised her pretty face: “Anyway, I would definitely be very sad.”
Ig looked at the girl’s beautiful eyes, like clear gems, and her serious expression, and clenched his palms tightly: “En, Little Fei, you are very right… Young Lady, I didn’t expect her to be so angry too.”
The more emotions invested, the deeper the hurt. Verafia, she…
“Mhm, that’s right!”
Ophilia raised her little head, revealed a smile, and let out a much more relaxed and crisp voice, “Mmm, although I still can’t quite understand, no matter what, there isn’t a big problem between you and Verafia, it’s much better than I thought… So, Ig, let’s go quickly!”
“Go… go find Vera?”
“Of course. You have to apologize to a girl who was hurt by you!”
The girl’s voice was clearly tender and soft, but her demeanor was surprisingly like an enthusiastic adult. She grabbed his arm and walked towards the outside:
However, Ophilia found that she hadn’t moved Ig at all and couldn’t help but turn her head back.
The black-haired youth in front of her was silent, his slightly lowered face showing hesitation.
“Mmm, why do you still have this expression… Could it be, Ig, you’re not afraid that the Phoenix will ignore you?”
Ophilia looked at the youth, and suddenly, as if she had decided to help her friend, she puffed out her chest forcefully, clenched her little fist, and said, “If you’re worried about that, then later, I’ll go find her with you!”
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The cold moonlight adorned the night sky. The dark ink shrouded the entire castle with its black walls and firm stone. Lanterns and clamor continued amid the attendants and the ongoing banquet, but they were enveloped by a more vast silence.
Verafia knew that there were more than one Saint Rank in this castle. Powerful individuals who could decide the lives and destinies of countless people were toasting and feasting in the grand hall, reaching unspoken compromises and transactions with smiles and hypocrisy amid the feasts.
Even, led by the red-haired youth Douglas, their trajectory was affecting the near future of the entire city.
But she was not disturbed in any way, not a ripple stirred within her thoughts that flowed quietly.
After all, this place has nothing to do with me… The only connection is that young man.
Verafia sat alone on the windowsill, her slender arms hugging her knees. The smooth silk skirt slipped down her tender skin, touching the glass stone slabs. The skin on her delicate, slender legs was fair and smooth.
The girl’s small figure was the only one in the entire spacious room.
Before. She had already sent away Flarn, who had followed her. Although the lights in the room had all been turned on by the Blood Race Girl, it couldn’t conceal the empty and lonely atmosphere within.
Yes, alone.
Verafia smiled slightly on her face, then returned to silence.
The cold moonlight, like frost and snow, shone through the glass and seeped into the girl’s slightly turned face. The warm tears that had once flowed on her delicate skin had been wiped away, and she no longer showed too much expression, as if her entire being had fallen into the empty and silent atmosphere.
After venting her anger and grievances to her heart’s content, naturally only cold silence remained, and she no longer had the strength to let her emotions fluctuate. It was like a blazing flame, which, after burning down, would only leave behind cold ashes.
Quiet emotions… This isn’t bad. At least, it allows me to reflect properly.
Verafia’s mind immediately conjured such a thought.
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It’s been too long since I wrote about the emotional line, and I feel like I don’t know how to write it anymore…
(I still have three chapters to write for the full attendance, kill me……………………)
