Not Impossible to Kill

An indescribable feeling welled up in Emilia's heart in that instant.

Moreover, it was a very intense feeling.

"Friend..."

Emilia seemed to disbelieve what she was hearing, tears welling in her eyes. She spoke in an extremely uneasy and timid voice, as if she were talking to herself or confirming something.

Can I have friends too?

A simple sentence, yet it allows one to clearly experience the bittersweet emotions within.

For most people, this is something that accompanies them from birth and constantly repeats and alternates, right?

However, for Emilia, that was something she had never possessed.

Emilia felt such strong emotions because she clearly understood how impossible it was for her to possess such a thing.

It was so intense that I even doubted my own ears and the reality before my eyes.

Fang Li silently accepted Emilia's feelings and said this half-jokingly.

"If you're so skeptical about what's happening to you, why don't you pinch your cheek and see if it's really real?"

Such a joke, however, elicited an extremely serious expression from Emilia.

"Let's... let's do it this way."

With an anxious expression, Emilia actually intended to reach out and pinch her unbelievably beautiful cheek hard.

"Wait, I was just kidding, you actually took it seriously?"

Fang Li was unusually dumbfounded and quickly reached out to Emilia's hand down.

However, Emilia suddenly grabbed Fang Li's hand in return.

Moreover, it was done with great force.

The anxiety on his face began to disappear.

Instead of unease, Emilia's beautiful face showed a serene expression.

Immediately, as if experiencing something, Emilia tightly grasped Fang Li's hands with both of her Fang Li, enveloping Fang Li in her palms, and closed her eyes.

"So warm..."

As Emilia said these words, she smiled with great satisfaction.

"It's so warm, it can't be a dream..."

The response to these content and peaceful words was the radiance of the sky.

Bathed in sunlight, the beautiful silver-haired Half-Elf girl's figure was like that of Saintess, sparkling and making her silver hair shine. Her exquisite face was even more beautiful than that of any other mortal.

Her smile was even more beautiful than the one she wore when she met Fang Li in the audience hall.

Seeing Emilia like this, Fang Li truly understood.

To understand why this girl is the most beautiful person in the world.

If Sylvia's beauty is captivating, then Emilia's beauty is mesmerizing.

What they have in common is that both of these kinds of beauty are world-class.

No one can resist being captivated by such beauty.

Including Fang Li.

Fortunately, Fang Li is not a greedy person.

Although he did as he pleased, Fang Li was never greedy enough to want to monopolize such beauty.

Of course, it's impossible for things not to waver.

Fang Li then spoke with a wry smile.

"So? Are you sure now?"

"Ah..." Emilia opened her eyes and tried to let go of Fang Li's hand, but her body went against her feelings, and Emilia kept holding Fang Li's hand, looking reluctant to part.

Honestly, Emilia, Fang Li was almost captured by Emilia, was really hit hard by that reluctant expression.

Fang Li was able to directly refuse Priscilla, but he just couldn't bring himself to be ruthless towards Emilia.

"This is also a sin..."

Fang Li could only silently apologize to Sylvia in his heart.

As a result, this scene lasted for a full half hour.

It wasn't until half an hour later that Emilia seemed to finally compose herself, her cheeks slightly flushed as she released Fang Li's hand.

Then, the two continued walking forward.

Incidentally, during the process, Emilia, like a little girl afraid of being abandoned, kept tugging at Fang Li's clothes, and in this way, she left the palace and arrived at the square where the Dragon Carriage was parked.

The person waiting there was Rem.

Seeing Fang Li appear before Fang Li, dressed in the uniform of Royal Guard Knight, with Emilia tightly holding his clothes, Rem was neither surprised nor taken aback. Instead, she hesitated and became confused.

Then, Rem looked at Fang Li as if she had made up her mind and said this to Fang Li.

"Lord Fang Li, Lord Roswaal has a message for you."

One sentence Emilia stunned on the spot.

Fang Li, on the other hand, narrowed his eyes slightly.

Nighttime in the aristocratic district of the Royal Capital.

In one of the rooms of an extremely luxurious hotel exclusively for royalty and nobility, Fang Li took off his Royal Guard Knight's robe, tossed the magically enhanced and valuable Knight Uniform onto the bed, and then sat down at the desk in the corner.

He held a letter in his hand.

This is what Rem gave to Fang Li.

This is said to be Roswaal's handwritten letter.

Fang Li opened the envelope and took out a piece of fine parchment inside.

The parchment contained the following text.

"Three years from now, the ceremony of the new contract with the dragon will be held as scheduled. In view of this, the selection of the Royal Selection will be scheduled for three years. After three years, a candidate will be nominated and the Sages witness the succession to the throne."

"As you probably understand, even with the Dragon's Will as a guarantee, Emilia's chances of ultimately standing out and ascending the throne are still very slim. Therefore, she must first form an alliance with the other Royal Selection ones to consolidate her position and avoid being the first to be eliminated."

"I would like to entrust this task to you, as Emilia's knight, and you can choose the person to perform it yourself."

"———— Roswaal L. Mezas".

After reading the letter, Fang Li crumpled the envelope up.

"Good heavens, they're really courting death..."

Fang Li said this with an admiring tone.

Because Roswaal knew perfectly well that he had already been spared once, yet he still intended to use Fang Li as a pawn.

As he himself said, in order to achieve his ultimate goal, he would never hesitate to become a vengeful ghost and fall into hell, let alone risk being killed by Fang Li.

With such awareness, how could Fang Li not admire him?

"Unfortunately, what good would it do if you acted according to the future described in the Gospel?"

Fang Li threw the crumpled paper in his hand into the trash can.

A faint icy blue glint flickered in his eyes.

"In the future, it's not that we can't kill them."