: 599 Your mission is over by me.

"........."
At this moment, the dissatisfaction in Beatrice gradually began to turn into anger.
Because of the pity in the eyes of the party.
Although I don’t know why Fang looked at myself with such a look, Beatrice felt that there was a rush of fire in the bottom of my heart.
Therefore, Beatrice suppressed the anger of the low voice, facing the Fang, such a declaration.
"If you look at Betty again with that look, Betty is rude to you."
This is not a joke.
With the spread of this sentence, the surrounding area of ​​Beatrix did start to fluctuate with magic.
Originally, Beatrice was not a very patient Lord.
In addition, for four hundred years, I have been guarding the banned library. I have never been in contact with outsiders. I have carried out a lonely road from beginning to end. It is conceivable that Beatrice’s temper is definitely not very good.
Otherwise, when you just met, Beatrice would not attack directly because of one or two sentences in the party.
Therefore, Beatrice’s words are definitely not a joke, but a warning.
Under such circumstances, the eyes in the square have indeed changed.
Become no longer full of regret, but be replaced by calm.
Although it was not long before I knew the time in the party, the exchange between Fangli and Beatrice was very pitiful in the month when I lived in the house of Rozval, and the number of meetings was extremely limited. Only when I think of it here to take a book, I have a chance, but Beatrice still knows at least.
For Fang Li, such calm is the most sparse performance.
However, seeing the eyes in the square turned from pity to calm, the anger of Beatrice’s heart not only did not stop, but the trend of higher and higher.
That kind of performance is like a child.
If you are a child, you will take care of her and he will feel annoyed.
And if you don't pay attention to her, she will think that you don't want to care for her, don't want to play with her, and will complain about you.
Now, Beatrix is ​​this kind of psychology.
Therefore, at this moment, no matter what kind of performance in the party, Beatrice would want to get angry.
because…
"Because, it's time for you to vent."
The party suddenly opened.
"For four hundred years, I have been keeping myself in this banned library. Just for a paper contract, you really have the right to vent."
In the sudden speech of Fang Li, the first thing was to let Beatrice glimpse, and finally it was to explode the fire in the heart of Beatrice.
"You...!" Beatrice said loudly: "Do you know what Betty is doing?!"
Beatrice’s emotions are completely out of control.
The magic in the atmosphere was completely confused in the sound of "嗡".
The body of Beatrice was fluctuating with a huge magical power, which made the entire banned library tremble slightly.
As the party said, Beatrice really should vent.
Venting the loneliness of four hundred years.
Venting the loneliness of four hundred years.
Venting for four hundred years.
Venting for four hundred years of depression.
Of course, Beatrix knew that he had no right to vent.
No, it should be said that there is no right to vent to the party.
Because there is nothing wrong with Fang Li.
Even so, the ignited emotions still can't be smoothly swayed, making Beatrice's breathing a little bit rushing.
If you continue this way, Beatrice will definitely be unable to control himself. Is it true that the other party is doing it?
Until the next sentence in the square, it was extremely clear echoing in the entire banned library.
"Okay, it's decided."
The party seemed to have made any judgments. He raised his eyes and looked at Beatrice. In such a sentence, he declared the end of the farce.
"Your mission is over by me."
When this sentence sounded in the entire banned library, the magic around it was stunned.
And Beatrice is widening his eyes.
A pair of blue-eyed and beautiful eyes like a planet is full of shock.
"you…"
Beatrice was shocked by the trepidation.
However, at this time, Fang Li has turned around and is ready to go out.
At this moment, Beatrix made what he would never have done in the past.
"Wait!"
That is a sound that is similar to screaming.
In the voice, there is an unprecedented anxiety, and there is an unimaginable pleading.
Then, the corner of the square was shackled.
I was stunned by a small hand like a child.
Moreover, it is still tight.
The party can feel that the tight hand that is holding his hand is shaking.
However, Fang Li did not go back.
Only Beatrice’s same trembling voice was introduced into the ears of the square.
"You... is it that person?"

This voice is full of hopes of near hope.
Just like a dying person grabbed the straw of life, and extended his hand to the side.
Once caught by this hand, then this hand can no longer be released.
Unless the party opened the hand.
As a result, Fang Li finally turned slowly.
I saw that Beatrix was holding the clothes in the square tightly, looking up at the small face in the square filled with factors that were not in the past.
disturbed.
shake.
look forward to.
Scared.
And a pleading that no one else can detect.
These emotions are all appearing in the young and tender face of Beatrice that would only be cold and refusing others.
This is the true feeling in Beatrix's heart.
Until this moment, Beatrice showed the true self to the party.
A lonely child who is afraid of being rejected, afraid of being opened, and afraid of being left alone.
It is conceivable that the "that person" in the mouth of Beatrix is ​​so important to this elf girl.
In this regard, Fang Li did not say anything, just reached out and touched the head of Beatrice.
"what…"
Beatrice reveals an incredible expression like a dream.
Until the words in the party.
"I know that you have been waiting for four hundred years."
The side gently touched the head of Beatrice, and whispered softly with a soft expression that was not previously available.
"If that's the case, then you will be slightly wronged..."
"A little bit wrong, wait a little longer..."
After that, Fang Lie gently broke away from the hands of Beatrice, waved his hand and left the banned library directly.
This time, Beatrice did not catch up.
In the eyes of it, there is a strong hope.
Hope that was not there before.
"Await another time..."
In the silent banned library, Beatrice was like a helpless and hopeful voice that was scattered with her mother, and it rang softly.

Do you really wait for a while?

"Betty, are you really waiting?"
"mother…"