Chapter 277 (1/2)
”Ain?!”
When the little wizard appeared, surprise flashed from Loren's face.
Her trembling hands held the silver dagger tightly and looked around vigilantly and calmly, with uncontrollable fear in her eyes.
”Lo, Loren, is that you?!”
Hearing the black haired wizard's voice, the frightened little wizard immediately shouted around, ”where are you?”
”It's too dark here. I can't see you... Loren, where the hell are you?”
”Can you tell me? Or... It's just an illusion?”
The black haired wizard was shocked and slowly took back his outstretched hand without saying a word.
Only a few steps away, Ayn couldn't see him or even know where he was; Just groping around in the dark, looking for the source of the dark haired wizard's voice.
Of course she can't see... This is Ariel's ”dream world”. If she is forced to drag her in, the only end is to drive Ayn crazy.
”Lauren should thank others.”
The calm looking girl whispered, ”if it weren't for Ariel, the strong and poor ayin has been eaten by the monsters now.”
A dead silence.
Even without a word, Ariel can feel the rising anger in the man's body in front of her, which is burning uncontrollably!
”Dear Loren, please don't worry. Ariel will never hurt poor Ayn - she loves you so much, so deep and unreserved. She can even do everything for you, even if she never had the courage to do it.”
”For such a person who deeply loves Loren, Ariel will never hurt her...”
”Because Ariel loves Loren equally deeply.”
Loren didn't answer a word. His murderous eyes were as silent as water, staring at her coldly.
The girl waving the bone sickle is still expressionless, but with a trace of sadness:
”What Ariel wants to do is just to let Loren understand that there is no point in continuing to struggle. This is a battle you can't win. The goal you want to strive for is doomed to failure, pain and sorrow.”
”The beloved covers his face and cries...”
”Precious things are fragmented...”
”Even in front of Ariel, you still can't protect the people who love you, and even feel angry and desperate.” Ariel's voice became more and more sad:
”When you face more terrible, cruel and ruthless evil gods, how helpless will you be?”
”When you have to face the Holy Cross alone, it will be...”
”Enough...”
The hoarse voice almost roared interrupted the girl's words. Loren severely bit his teeth: ”I've had enough of your nonsense!”
”So please listen to me!”
”Maybe one day, I will be reduced to what you said, but even so, it's my choice. It's my own way out.”
”This is very important!”
”Then... You made a very serious mistake.” the black haired wizard, as always... Slowly raised the corner of his mouth:
”Who told you that Ayn Rand is my burden and needs my protection?”
”You are absolutely wrong!”
Ariel's expression moved, as if she felt something abnormal around her.
”Isaac, Ayn... Then me, the least gifted and the worst one among them...” Loren Turin sneered at himself:
”It's actually me!”
The voice fell, and the dark haired wizard's left hand rang his fingers gently.
The crisp cracking sound came from around, and the unbelievable girl widened her eyes: ”dream invasion... When and when?”
”Just when you procrastinate,” the indifferent Loren replied, ”you don't think I'm really just there, entangled by flesh and blood puppets according to your plan?”