Your Mission Ends with Me

"..."

At this moment, Beatrice's dissatisfaction gradually began to turn into anger.

Because of the regret in Fang Li's eyes.

Although she didn't know why Fang Li was looking at her like that, Beatrice felt a surge of anger rising deep inside her.

Thus, Beatrice made this declaration to Fang Li in a low, suppressed voice, barely containing her anger.

"If you look at Betty like that again, Betty won't be polite to you."

This is not a joke.

As these words were spoken, ripples of magic indeed began to ripple around Beatrice.

Beatrice was never a very patient person to begin with.

Furthermore, having guarded the Forbidden Library for four hundred years and never interacting with outsiders, Beatrice has consistently followed a solitary path. It's easy to imagine that she has a rather unpleasant temper.

Otherwise, Beatrice wouldn't have launched an attack based on just a few words from Fang Li when they first met.

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

Under these circumstances, Fang Li's expression did indeed change.

It was no longer filled with regret, but was replaced by tranquility.

Although they hadn't known Fang Li for long, and during the month Fang Li stayed at the Roswaal mansion, Fang Li interactions were extremely limited, and they only met a handful of times. They only had a chance to meet when Beatrice Fang Li thought of coming over to pick up a book. But at least Beatrice knew about it.

For Fang Li, this kind of calm is the most commonplace thing.

However, seeing Fang Li's gaze shift from regret to calm, Beatrice's anger not only did not subside, but instead tended to rise even higher.

His behavior was just like that of a little child.

If you talk to a child, they'll find you annoying.

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

Beatrice is in this mindset now.

Therefore, at this very moment, no matter how Fang Li behaves, Beatrice will want to get angry.

because...

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

Fang Li suddenly spoke up.

"You've locked yourself in this Forbidden Library for four hundred years, all for a contract. You certainly have the right to vent your frustrations."

Fang Li's sudden remarks initially startled Beatrice, but eventually ignited Beatrice anger.

"You...!" Beatrice exclaimed, "What do you know about Betty?!"

Beatrice's emotions were completely out of control.

With a "whoosh," the magic in the atmosphere became completely chaotic.

Beatrice, on the other hand, unleashed a tremendous surge of magical power, causing the entire Forbidden Library to tremble slightly.

Just as Fang Li said, Beatrice really needed to vent.

To vent the loneliness of the past four hundred years.

To vent the loneliness of the past four hundred years.

To vent the frustration of four hundred years of waiting.

To release the pent-up emotions of the past four hundred years.

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

No, it should be said that they have no right to vent to Fang Li.

Because Fang Li did nothing wrong at all.

Even so, Beatrice's ignited emotions were difficult to control, causing her breathing to become somewhat rapid.

If this continues, Beatrice will definitely lose control and actually Fang Li, won't she?

Until Fang Li's next sentence echoed very clearly throughout the entire Forbidden Library.

"Okay, it's decided."

As if making a judgment, Fang Li raised his eyes and looked at Beatrice, announcing the end of this farce with these words.

"I will end your mission."

When those words echoed throughout the entire Forbidden Library, the magic that had been shaking the surroundings froze.

Beatrice, on the other hand, widened her eyes.

A pair of beautiful, azure eyes, like those of a planet, were filled with shock.

"You..."

Beatrice rose in a trembling voice, utterly shocked.

However, at this moment, Fang Li had already turned around and was preparing to leave.

In that instant, Beatrice did something she would never have done before.

"Wait a moment!"

That was a sound that resembled a scream.

The voice contained both unprecedented anxiety and an unimaginable pleading.

Immediately afterwards, Fang Li's clothes were tugged.

It was grabbed by a hand as small as a child's.

Moreover, it was tightly sealed.

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

However, Fang Li did not turn around.

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

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

That voice was filled with an almost desperate hope.

Like a dying person grasping at a straw, he reached out his hand to Fang Li.

Once this hand grabs you, it will never let go.

Unless, Fang Li shakes off that hand.

Finally, Fang Li slowly turned around.

Beatrice was clutching Fang Li's clothes tightly, looking up at Fang Li with a look she had never seen before.

disturbed.

shake.

expect.

Fear.

And a plea that no one else could possibly perceive.

These emotions all appeared on Beatrice's youthful, pretty face, which used to only coldly reject others, and were vividly imprinted in Fang Li's eyes.

This is Beatrice's true feeling.

Only at this moment did Beatrice reveal her true self to Fang Li.

A lonely child who is afraid of rejection, afraid of being abandoned, and afraid of being left alone.

It's easy to imagine just how important "that person" Beatrice spoke of was to this elven girl.

Fang Li said nothing to this, but simply reached out and patted Beatrice's head.

"Ah..."

Beatrice wore an incredulous expression, as if she were dreaming.

Until Fang Li said those words.

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

As Fang Li gently stroked Beatrice's head, he spoke softly with an expression he had never shown before.

"In that case, you'll just have to put up with it a little longer..."

"Just bear with it a little longer, and wait a while longer..."

After saying that, Fang Li gently broke free from Beatrice's hand, waved, and left the Forbidden Library.

This time, Beatrice did not chase after them.

In his eyes, an intensely strong sense of hope emerged.

A hope that never existed before.

"Wait a little longer..."

In the silent Forbidden Library, Beatrice's voice, filled with helplessness and hope, as if she had been separated from her mother, softly rang out.

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

"Betty, have we really waited for this?"

"Mother..."