Five Hundred and Ninety-Nine, I Will End Your Mission

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At this moment, the dissatisfaction in Beatrice's heart gradually began to turn into anger. Δ Ww W. Lie Wen. CC

Because of the regret in Fang Li's eyes.

Although she didn't know why Fang Li looked at her with such eyes, Beatrice felt that there was a surge of anger deep in her heart.

So, Beatrice declared to Fang Li with a low voice suppressing her anger.

"If you look at Betty like that again, Betty will be rude to you."

This is no joke.

With the spread of these words, the surroundings of Beatrice indeed began to ripple with magical power.

Originally, Beatrice was not a very patient master.

Coupled with the fact that she has guarded the vault for four hundred years, never contacted outsiders, and followed a lonely path from beginning to end, it is conceivable that Beatrice definitely has a bad temper.

Otherwise, when they first met, Beatrice wouldn't directly attack Fang Li because of one or two words.

Therefore, Beatrice's words are definitely not a joke, but a warning.

Under such circumstances, Fang Li's eyes did change.

It became no longer full of regrets, but was replaced by calmness.

Although I didn't know Fang Li for a long time, during the one month that Fang Li lived in the Roswaal mansion, the communication between Fang Li and Beatrice was pitifully rare, and the number of times they even met was extremely limited. , only when Fang Li thinks of coming here to pick up a book to read, but at least Beatrice still knows.

For Fang Li, this kind of calmness is the most common expression.

However, watching Fang Li's eyes turn from pity to calm, the anger in Beatrice's heart not only did not subside, but instead tended to rise higher and higher.

That kind of performance is almost like a child.

For a child, if you talk to her, he will find you annoying.

And you ignore her,

But she will feel that you don't want to care about her or play with her, and she will also blame you.

Now, Beatrice is that mentality.

So, only at this moment, no matter what Fang Li did, Beatrice would be angry.

because…

"Because, it's time for you to vent."

Fang Li spoke suddenly.

"For four hundred years, you have locked yourself in this treasury, just for a contract, and you do have the right to vent."

Fang Li's sudden words first made Beatrice startled, and then finally ignited the anger in Beatrice's heart.

"You...!" Beatrice said loudly, "And you know what happened to Betty?!"

Beatrice's emotions were completely out of control.

The magic power in the atmosphere became completely confused with the sound of "buzz".

On the other hand, Beatrice's body fluctuated with a huge amount of magic power, causing the entire arsenal to tremble slightly.

Just like what Fang Li said, Beatrice should really vent.

vent the loneliness of four hundred years.

vent the loneliness of four hundred years.

Letting go of the four hundred years of waiting.

Release the depression of four hundred years.

Of course, Beatrice knew that she had no right to vent.

No, it should be said that he has no right to vent to Fang Li.

Because Fang Li did nothing wrong at all.

Even so, the ignited emotions still couldn't be suppressed smoothly, making Beatrice's breathing a little short.

If this continues like this, Beatrice will definitely lose control of herself, is she really going to fight against the other party?

Until Fang Li's next sentence, it echoed very clearly throughout the library.

"Okay, it's decided."

Fang Li seemed to have made some judgment, raised his eyes, looked at Beatrice, and announced the end of this farce with such a sentence.

"Your mission ends with me."

When these words resounded in the entire ** library, the magic power shaking the surroundings stagnated completely.

Beatrice, on the other hand, opened her eyes wide.

A pair of blue and beautiful eyes like a planet were full of shock.

"you…"

Beatrice trembled in shock.

However, at this time, Fang Li had already turned around and was about to go out.

At this moment, Beatrice did something that she would never do in the past.

"Wait a moment!"

It was a sound close to screaming.

In the voice, there was unprecedented anxiety and unimaginable pleading.

Immediately afterwards, Fang Li's clothes were grabbed.

Grabbed by a hand as small as a child.

And, still tight.

Fang Li could feel that the hand that was holding him tightly was trembling uncontrollably.

However, Fang Li did not look back.

Only Beatrice's trembling voice reached Fang Li's ears.

"Are you... are you 'that person'? "

This voice is full of hope that is almost extravagant.

Like a dying person grabbing a life-saving straw, he stretched out his hand towards Fang Li.

And once caught by this hand, it is impossible for this hand to let go.

Unless, Fang Li shook off this hand.

So, Fang Li finally turned around slowly.

I saw that Beatrice was holding on to Fang Li's clothes tightly, and looking up at Fang Li's face was full of factors that were not there before.

disturbed.

shake.

expect.

Fear.

And pleas that others will never perceive.

These emotions appeared one after another on Beatrice's immature and pretty face that used to only coldly reject others, vividly imprinted in Fang Li's eyes.

This is the real feeling in Beatrice's heart.

Until this moment, Beatrice showed her true self to Fang Li.

A lonely kid who is afraid of rejection, of being left behind, of being left alone.

It is conceivable how important the "that person" in Beatrice's mouth is to this elf girl.

Regarding this, Fang Li didn't say anything, just stretched out his hand and touched Beatrice's head.

"what…"

Beatrice showed a strange expression as if she was dreaming.

Until Fang Li's words came.

"I know, you have been waiting for four hundred years."

While gently stroking Beatrice's head, Fang Li spoke softly with the same gentle expression that he had never had before.

"In that case, then you can feel wronged a little more..."

"Be a little more wronged, and wait for a while..."

After finishing speaking, Fang Li gently broke away from Beatrice's hand, waved his hand, and left the warehouse directly.

This time, Beatrice did not catch up.

In his eyes, there is extremely strong hope.

Hope that never existed before.

"Wait a little longer..."

In the silent ** Curry, Beatrice's helpless and hopeful voice, as if separated from her mother, sounded softly.

"Is it really enough to wait a little longer?"

"Betty, have you really waited?"

"Mother…"