Isoriel is not good at all.
Isoriel looked at him coldly and didn’t mean to speak.
He was surprised to meet Thurss suddenly, but after the surprise, there was nothing left.
It turns out that he and Thurss actually have no friendship.
Not much of a friend.
What he means is to say something quickly.
"Well, I’m sorry about my old friend Izriel." Thurss put down his glass and looked at Izriel with some naivety.
Although Thurss didn’t make it clear what it was, there is no doubt that it was the thing that turned Izriel into a ghost.
He can die proud.
Izriel still doesn’t talk, just watching him get cold.
Cold as ice
This gesture means an apology. If you have something to say, then what does the world hate?
The atmosphere became stiff.
No one is talking.
Thurss poured a glass of wine and drank it again, as if alcohol could solve some embarrassment.
"Where did you go later?" After a long time, Izriel finally stopped talking. He looked at Thurss and realized his situation.
"I almost died there," Thurs was going to say with a stiff hand pointing at his face. "Almost died."
At this time, Izriel noticed that Thurss’ human dog face had added a scar that ran through the whole face, making his original dignified face a little gloomy and scary.
But that’s it. How can this injury compare with yourself?
Izriel thought like this, and the dark snake twisted again.
So he didn’t say a word.
"Well," Thurss looked at him and maybe guessed what was on his mind. He shook his head and said, "I didn’t come to you today to argue with you. Let’s talk about it later."
"After? !” Izriel almost growled when he heard the word suddenly come out of the earth.
His Heicks-processed voice made the whole room tremble sharply.
"Do I have a queen?"
These words came out of his mouth one by one like a knife.
"You didn’t. Did Catelyn?" This time, Thurss didn’t let Isoriel say this sentence with almost a straight face.
Did Caitlin?
These words are like a sword and an arrow piercing Izriel’s heart, which dispels most of his gloomy and violent temperament.
Although he has already lost his heart.
"Caitlin …" His voice suddenly became hoarse. He read this name that was more important to him but didn’t know what to say.
"If you don’t do something, I’m sure it won’t be long before the great Dr. Jess Pieterwolf’s guardian will marry the beautiful miss Caitlin." thurston laughed and said, "What do people say? Knight Rose and Miss Rose love each other very well, don’t they?"
"If that’s the case …" Isoriel murmured some consciously.
"Not bad?" Thurs continued to add fuel to the fire.
"Also …" Isoriel really answered to say so.
He can say that, right?
After all, he is a street mouse now and can hide in the dark forever.
He can’t be in the sunshine anymore.
And Caitlin, she is the kind of girl who should and must live in the sunshine.
must
"Come on, let’s have a drink to celebrate the happy life after killing Miss Caitlin." Thurs poured the wine again
"Go to hell"
"What?" Thurss pretended to be startled but actually smiled.
"I said let the Rose Knight go to hell." Izriel suddenly got up and roared like a furious lion. "Let the world go to hell, Caitlin …"
"It’s me! ! !”
"She’s me."
She must be me.
From the age of thirteen, she can be me. To be continued.
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