Eighty-fifth bowl of soup (two)

Have you ever had such friends?

Gentle, strong, upright, willing to give everything you have to protect you, and at the same time strive and dedicate for human freedom and ideals. They give you new life, friendship and warmth, you get rid of the loneliness of the past, and you begin to feel happiness... But as the days of happiness are too long, your heart will become more and more unsatisfied.

For the first time, Gris knew that it was not only humans but also elves who were greedy.

She was well taken care of by the rebels. They did not show her covetous or disgusting expressions, but regarded her as an excellent doctor. For the rebels, the existence of Gris was indispensable. The natural healing ability of the elves gave soldiers injured on the battlefield a chance to survive again. What's more, Gris was shy and simple, and they didn't dare to speak too loudly when they talked to her.

However, after getting some, people will desire more.

Elsa and Shore are partners who fight side by side. They have been through life and death together and have experienced countless wars. The bonds and emotions between them are definitely not something that anyone can interfere with. Even Grace has to admit that she admires and admires such a great and strong woman as Elsa from the bottom of her heart.

As a result, the indescribable love for Shore in his heart became more and more tormented.

The innocent elf knew for the first time what "jealousy" felt. Jealousy was like a little bug. At first, it was just a small piece of silk thread in the bottom of his heart, but it quickly. During the meeting again and again, intimacy again and again, it gradually grew, rolled, and became bigger until it could not be controlled.

Haven't you ever felt this way?

Although she is a friend, she must be jealous of her being more likable, smarter, better and more beautiful. She is jealous of her luck always being so good. She is jealous of her own efforts but not only being happy, but also working hard. But such a friend has never hurt you. She helps you to support you and wants you to become better. But jealousy is like a poisonous snake that wraps her heart little by little, leaving no air, leaving only crowded suffocation and darkness.

The whole world is bright, you are dark.

The whole world is good, you are bad.

Gris was forced to breathe by such emotions. She was the only elves in humanity. She was different from their race, so it was naturally impossible to truly integrate into it. Elsa and Shore were heroes in the rebels, and she was just an elf who was rescued by them and had no ability to protect herself. Although she is now a doctor of the rebels, she still had nothing. She was very close to them, but the sense of distance was still unavoidable. No matter how hard she tried to integrate into it, she could not compare with Elsa.

The most important thing is that she can never go into battle to kill the enemy like Elsa and fight with Shore. She can only worry anxiously in the rear, wait, and then wait until Shore comes back, and still acts like there is no difference between worrying about him and worrying about others.

But she likes him so much.

When he was treated, if her fingertips accidentally touched his skin, she would make her blush for a long time.

In order to restrain the evil thoughts in his heart, Grace never approached Shore, and even treated him to avoid physical contact. Shore also joked that she was getting more and more shy, and he had saved her before.

Elsa laughed with everyone, the atmosphere was so happy and relaxed. Grace also laughed with her. She stared at everyone in front of her with envious eyes, knowing that if she stayed again, she would definitely lose herself completely one day.

She didn't want to become a monster with a disgusting face and jealousy, and didn't want her dear friends to be hurt by herself. But if she stayed, she looked at Elsa and Shore every day. Their relationship did not require words, and her every move was full of tacit understanding, which made her even more sad. The best way was to leave here and never meet again.

This is for everyone's good.

So, when they rescued an excellent surgeon, Grace knew that she could leave. Before that, she could not escape for the injured soldiers, but no matter how powerful the elves' healing ability is, it is just to heal external trauma. Severe injuries still require professional doctors.

She chose to leave on a quiet and peaceful night, and the battle with the Holy Church was temporarily stopped. Everyone had a good time. She brought a little food and water, and then left here quietly.

With the dark jealousy in her heart and the restraint she can do.

After leaving, she didn't know where she was going. When she returned to the forest, she would always think of the days she spent with Shore Elsa. They were fighting for human peace and freedom, so how could she pretend to escape without knowing it? Gris put on a loose long skirt, hid her wings, and dyed her unique blue long hair into a common gold color. In this way, she looked just an extremely beautiful human girl.

She travels around as a doctor and does her best to help others.

But one day she met a pregnant woman who was seriously injured and was almost dead. Grace's superficial medical skills could not save her, so she used the elves' abilities and then left before the woman woke up.

But Grace did not expect that the woman witnessed everything. She saw her wings that emitted light during her treatment and her long hair that had been restored to her original color. Not only that, Grace was captured by the soldiers of the Holy Church the next day and presented it to the priests and royal families.

She was nailed to the wall with her wings, chains locked her limbs, and collars clasped her neck, and was kept under strict supervision like a beast to make fun of them.

The destruction of the elves was rediscovered, and the news spread rapidly throughout the continent.

Gris had long been desperate in the play and humiliation day after day, but she didn't know why she didn't commit suicide. The pure elf shouldn't be alive after experiencing such dirty things. It was an insult to the forest.

But when Shore, Elsa and other companions came to save her, she realized that maybe she just wanted to see them again. Not only Shore, but also Elsa, Miss Vampire, and others who have taken care of her or been taken care of by her.

But she quickly realized her stupidity! It was so stupid! It was simply too stupid! It shouldn't be like this! She should have died sooner! If she died, Shore and Elsa would not have died!

The holy religion that the rebels saw was just the tip of the iceberg. They also had extremely terrifying power, which could destroy everything! The rebels sneaked into the holy religion and intended to steal the elves. How rude is this for the arrogant priests who claim to be noble!

Right in front of Gris, his companions caught them one by one.

The first one to die was Miss Vampire.

They nailed her to the cross, then sprinkled her body with salt, pulled the curtains, and the moment the sun came out, the Vampire Miss turned into ashes.

Elsa and Shore struggled and shouted wildly, and in the eyes of the priests and royal families, it was just a meaningless performance made by the ridiculous clown.

It would have been great if I had died earlier.

If I had died earlier, it would have been great.

This thought echoed in Grace's mind, because jealousy burned her soul. She was too stupid to kill even her friends. People like her should die so that they would not have any impact on the world. Just like the perished tribe, she should not live! Since there are no more elves in the world, then she should disappear in this world with her tribe!

Escape! Escape! This is the last thing I can do for you!

The wings were completely torn apart, and fragments of wings shining with light sprinkled on the ground. Grace used all her energy with her last strength, broke free from the cage, and flew into the sky with Elsa and Shore.

But she was too weak to take them out of the Holy Church.

The journey ends here.

Gris hugged Shore tightly, the first and last time she approached him so desperately. From beginning to end, she did not want to tell anyone about her love for Shore. She hoped that after she died, they would remember Gris, who was a warrior and companion, rather than a powerless elf who was swallowed by jealousy.

I will lead them away, and you will escape the future path yourself.

Elsa reached out to grab, but only grabbed a fragment of wings that were shining with light.

Gris died in the anger of the priests. Their magic could completely tear her apart and the bones were gone. But the elves were a precious race, especially this might be the last one. So after Gris died, they took her body back, searched for scattered fragments of wings, made her into specimens, and left forever in the temple of the Holy Church for their appreciation.

In this way, the beauty will never fade away.

Unfortunately, a small piece of wings is always missing, and no matter how hard they try to find them, they can't find them.

Grace's eyes were opened, and she looked lifelike as a specimen, and even had a gentle smile on her lips, as if when she was still with the rebels, she could not help but scold her when she saw their wounds and then used her own strength to heal them. When the wounds that were too severe could not be cured, her pure tears would fall on their wounds. This beautiful and lovely elf finally no longer exists in this world.

Even if she died, Gris was still worried about them. She hoped that Shore and Elsa would survive, lead her companions to liberate the continent, save all the oppressed people, and then put their flags on the temple of the Holy Church.

At that time, she would definitely not be jealous anymore.
Chapter completed!