Chapter 109: Prone to the phoenix (below)

Chapter 109 is easy to die under the phoenix
2 am the next day.
"The cells in his body are very badly hurt. Sorry, child... I have tried my best," Merlin said.
Papalov, immersed in a glass container, dying, relying on the machine to barely maintain his life. His whole body has been festered by the black flame, so the tattered body can still maintain life, it is incredible.
"No, no, no! You will cure your brother, right? Master? - You are so powerful, there is always a way to cure your brother!" Biddy asked paranoidly.
"Sorry, he has already died in his brain." The Master shook his head and said, "I can find ways to maintain it, not letting his body die... but what he has left is just this broken body. There is no residual. Conscious."
"You are joking, right? You are just kidding me?" Bettiville still doesn't believe it.
"Beddy, enough. Merlin is not a panacea. Those who have died are not saved. Now it is your arm that is given priority. If you don't care -" Arthur said.
"I am very good, it doesn't hurt!" Biddyville showed a look that didn't care. "You see? This arm is gone for a moment, and then I can't feel it. I really lost an arm?" Or is it just a dream?
Yes, this is a dream, my brother is not dead at all! When I wake up tomorrow, everything will return to the original look, and my brother will appear in front of me! I will be as happy as I used to bully my brother. Ha, hahahahaha! "-
Snapped!
Arthur ruthlessly slapped the Biddyville, who was smirking.
Bedyville's burning face, back to God: "Arthur?"
Then, the icy body of the werewolf boy was tightly held by the knight. Arthur held him so tight that he could hardly feel the pain in addition to being held tightly.
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"I know that you are suffering. It is this kind of taste to lose loved ones. You and I know better than anyone else." Arthur whispered. "So, now, don't evade, don't force it, cry out enough." ""
"Wow, ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah !!!!!!!!!" Like an explosion, Bedieville cried. His lacrimal gland is already missing, and the tears seem to wash away the pain in his heart, pouring down!
"Brother - my brother died for me!!" Biddyville cried, "I should have died, I am, ah, ah!!!!!"
"No, it’s me." Arthur was even tighter. "Although I don't know why, I can feel it vaguely. You made a deal with the Phoenix for me. You want to save me." Self, the result has become like this. So -"
Arthur let go of Beddyville and looked at the boy face to face, saying, "At least let me cry with you."
Tears fell from the knight's face. The knight without feelings now feels a burst of sorrow, as if there are tens of thousands of arrows piercing the heart.
"Even if your brother is gone, you will not be alone. We are your family. When you are sad, you will cry with you. When you are happy, you will laugh with you - although I will not laugh, but I I will think of a way," Arthur said.
"So promise me, don't cry alone alone, okay?"
Bedieville did not answer, tears had already fascinated his eyes, and the throat had already been hoarse because of crying. But he is not painful. At this moment, a certain sense of happiness washed away the great sorrow in his heart, just like a small haven in the storm, allowing his broken mind to temporarily find peace.
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At 6 o'clock the next morning, the observation deck at the top of the Grand Master's Tower.
"Look, it’s sunrise." Arthur patted Bediwell and said, "It’s almost time to go after reading. I am freezing."
"Hey," Bettiville sleeps, and he snuggles next to Arthur. Because he lost his left arm, his snuggle was almost close to Arthur. The werewolf teenager looked at the rising sun with a slight squint, not soberly said: "Let me sleep for a while, my brother"
Arthur hesitated a moment, he was so cold that if it was normal, it would definitely push Bediwell and start to get angry. But at this time he tolerated the coquetry of the werewolf teenager. He whispered in an almost gentle tone: "So... you can continue to sleep, babe."