Chapter 21 Ambiguity

Chapter 21 Ambiguity

The two woke up at noon the next day

. They were controlled by their emotions last night and fell asleep in the early morning. Now they were still a little dizzy when they woke up. Life must go on. The Selsi field trip has not yet ended. The two stayed in Aerialian for some time.

A big event happened in the past few days. The Wanderers Guild revealed the evil deeds of the Purple Guild to the world. The evidence is solid and irrefutable.

When this matter was exposed, everyone was shocked. The former supporters of the Purple Guild instantly became their opponents. They demanded that the Purple Guild give them an explanation. The Purple Guild denied this matter many times, but they were always beaten to their original form by the Wanderers Guild.

The crowd was excited and shouted to boycott the Purple Guild. This matter spread quickly, not only in Aerialian, but even to the distant Atherton.

The king was very angry after hearing this. How could a guild dare to harm her people so wantonly? She ordered the Knights to solve the matter as soon as possible. The Knights were very efficient. The details of the Purple Guild were exposed clearly - the Purple Guild was organized by the royal survivors of a country that the king had destroyed. They wanted to reduce the national strength of the empire by killing the people of the Alcanis Empire, so as to achieve the goal of restoring the country.

The final fate of the Purple Guild was of course to be wiped out by the Knights. From then on, the Purple Guild was no longer seen in the empire. Other guilds were also re-examined, and the control of the royal family was further strengthened. The king also checked the remaining survivors of the previous dynasty across the country, and would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let one go. For a time, everyone was in danger. But these are things for the future, and now the rumors have not yet reached Atherton.

Selsi and Tarasha sighed and sat in the carriage leaving Aryan. Who would have thought that one of the most influential guilds in the past would have such a background.

The central hourglass in the town behind them had long disappeared. In the past few days, all the things of the Purple Luo Guild were destroyed by the Wanderer Guild, under the pretext of protecting the people. According to gossip, the Purple Luo Guild's branches in other places were also suppressed by local forces.

The town gradually shrank behind them until it could no longer be seen.

Selsi and Tarasha took a carriage for several days and nights and came to an oasis. The carriage was not easy to move forward, so the two got off and decided to walk the whole way.

This oasis is vast. After walking for a long time, the two took out the map and saw that there was still more than half of the way to go.

The sky gradually darkened and night was about to fall.

There was no place around the two people to live. Selsi took out a tent from the magic bag: "Fortunately, I have prepared it."

The bard has a home all over the world. There are some places where there is no place to live. It is basic to bring a tent.

Selsi set up the tent and Tarasha made a fire next to it.

The two roasted food around the campfire and listened to the silent night.

No one interrupted the quiet atmosphere. Tarasha looked at the firelight reflected in Selsi's eyes. She was so elegant that Tarasha was fascinated. Selsi felt this burning gaze, she turned her head, took out the lyre, and the melodious sound of the lyre kissed the gentle night.

She was so charming that Tarasha felt a surge of enthusiasm in her heart, making her want to say something to chat up this beauty.

Selsi finished the song, looked up and smiled at Tarasha, "Does it sound good?"

Tarasha didn't answer, looking into her eyes, "What do you think of me?"

At this time, Tarasha had taken off the disguise on her face, and the long braid tied at the back of her head fluttered slightly with the night breeze. There was an unprecedented seriousness in her red and blue eyes.

Selsi tilted her head and said without thinking, "You are very good and deserve more people to like you."

Tarasha almost blurted out, "What about you, do you like me?" But she swallowed the words in the end, and some feelings were quietly changing.

Celsi saw Tarasha lowering her head in disappointment, approached her and gently held her head with both hands, "I never thought that appearance can determine a person's good or bad. You are gentle, careful, and protective. You are my..." best friend, Celsi wanted to say, but she couldn't say the last five words. Some feelings were growing secretly.

"Best friend." Tarasha held Celsi's arms and helped her finish the last words.

"I know." Celsi was happy and a little disappointed. She didn't want to be limited to friends. She wanted to get closer to Celsi.

Celsi clearly saw the enthusiasm in Tarasha's eyes, and Tarasha saw the bright joy in Celsi's eyes. The window of her soul opened itself without hesitation, inviting this sincere friend. The ambiguous atmosphere became more and more intense with the flames.

A cool breeze blew over, waking up the intoxicated two people. The flames cooled down, and the world returned to darkness, hiding the secrets that could not be told in their hearts.

"Go to sleep" "Go to sleep" the two said at the same time and smiled at each other.

The two of them hugged each other tightly in the tent. It was late, but they couldn't fall asleep.

Tarasa rested her chin on Selsi's forehead. "Let me tell you a story," Tarasa said softly.

"Once there was a duke. He and his wife gave birth to a daughter, but something bad happened. His daughter was a freak with black hair and heterochromatic eyes. The people in the church said she was the incarnation of the devil and wanted to execute her. Fortunately, the saint came forward and she escaped by chance. Despite this,

the mother and daughter were still despised by everyone. The woman's family broke off relations with her. The man couldn't divorce her and didn't want to let the outside world spread rumors, so he imprisoned the mother and daughter in the underground grocery room of the duke's mansion. The mother, who was malnourished for a long time, eventually died of illness, and was discovered by the servant who delivered food a few days later.

The grocery room was sealed for unknown reasons, and the devil finally had the opportunity to return to the ground, and this was the beginning of the nightmare. She lived in a stable, the lowest existence in the manor, a tool for everyone to vent their anger, a toy for fun, and the most unpopular servants could gain popularity by humiliating her.

She thought her life would be ruined like this, until she met a girl named Nerida, who didn't care about her identity and was willing to be friends with her. She spent ten years to trust her. She was her only friend and her light at that time. She thought they were true friends until she pushed her into the shadow abyss. Only then did the devil realize that everything was just a conspiracy. Nerida was sent by his father. He wanted to eliminate the trouble forever. She had fantasized about that man. What a good friendship card, played really well. "

Celsie listened to Tarasha's story patiently, she knew it was her own story.

She patted Tarasha's back from time to time, it was cruel to peel off her own wounds.

Tarasha slightly stepped away from Celsie and looked at her, "Aurelia Crowley, my real name." She paused, "I'm going to get revenge, will you stand behind me?"

"You don't have to go with me, just watch me." She added humbly.

Tarasha was a little tangled, she was not sure whether Celsie would agree. On the one hand, she hoped she would refuse, she didn't want to involve her good friend in her family scandal; but on the other hand, she was looking forward to Celsie's affirmation.

Celsie knew Tarasha's concerns too well, she answered firmly, "You are my friend."

Tarasha knew she agreed, and in excitement she kissed Celsie's forehead, they both froze, Tarasha defended herself, "Goodnight kiss", Celsie heard this, smiled cunningly, and before Tarasha could react, she quickly kissed her chin.

"Goodnight kiss. "After saying that, she hugged Tarasha and didn't give her a chance to speak. Tarasha was amused by her cunning and smiled as she hugged her into her arms.

Nestled under the curtain, her golden black hair intertwined with the evening breeze, entangled, and she couldn't help but wonder if the relationship between the two had taken a step further.
 

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