The Seal Stone

When the seal stone reaches its true seal, the apocalypse must break. At the end of every apocalypse, there are lives lost. To whom does this honor belong? •I ran my finger around the circle of his tattoo one turn. "Do you feel?" ' I asked bitterly. "There's a big sign right here." If he spoke bravely, he would probably say stamp. Or damn. "You don't see it, but you feel it. It's right here. A rope that wraps you around you." My other hand slipped down Cesur's arm and my fingers tangled in his. “A web that connects everything,” I said, admiring his tattoo. "Just like me." •

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Chapter 79

I paused for a while. I couldn't tell him about the flowers of destiny the old woman gave me. I knew this would piss him off even more. And duel...

I should never have mentioned this. If I had a dream in which I died because of the seal stone, Cesur would immediately send me to England. Even if it was a dream, he would definitely do it.

So I tried to remember something else. My dream didn't start there on the field. There were a few other things I saw, but I remember vaguely.

I was waiting at the door of Cesur's dressing room. I was alone and there was no one in the hallway. After knocking on the door, I heard Cesur's voice inviting me in.

When I opened the door, Cesur was buttoning up his shirt. He smiled when he saw me. "Where have you been?" he asked in a cheerful voice

"Here I am," I muttered. He wraps his brave hands around my waist and pulls me towards him.

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