Chapter 107 Goodbye, Don Rodick Melusina was stunned by these remarks, however, this was a very common occurrence in the Federation. Among the extraordinary people in the Federation, men have an overwhelming advantage, so in the most utilitarian and classical view, women are tools for outstanding men to bear offspring, a business card for men in the social arena, and a trouble-remover for doing housework. Not to mention the witch of Whitbourne, even among the old and young royalists, there were many people who secretly cursed Isabella as a hen that could not lay eggs. In their view, everything else about women is empty, and not having children is the biggest flaw. Therefore, Corneille was not optimistic about Melusina's idea of ​​joining the Federation. If Corneille was an only child, he would probably become a person who opens his mouth like a rooster or a hen, and gets married and lays eggs when he closes his mouth. However, Camilla's excessive dominance prevented him from having such thoughts. On the contrary, because of her enviable talent and her misunderstanding of her parents' sense of "responsibility" and "family love", Corneille played the role of a traditionally defined woman in her painful love. Just as young Marceau could not escape the nightmare brought to him by old Marceau throughout his life, Corneille has become almost powerful, but Camilla's influence is deeply rooted. Melusina raised her hand and whispered, "If you are worried about us, can you stay in this world for a while longer and set a good example for Dias?"

Tang Rodick showed a sad expression: "It's a pity, I am also a woman. If I live, it will be devastating to the Duke's growth. He will see a legendary warrior, Don Rodic, in an ugly and feminine state, and he himself is in a pretty bad state. I am worried that... I will set a bad example and cause him to degenerate into a woman as well." "I'm sorry, this is all my fault." Don Rodic shook his head. He thanked Melusina but did not apologize. In his heart, he had not forgiven Melusina, and everyone knew it. "It seems to be my turn next," said Corneille. "We have already said goodbye," replied Don Rodick. "In that duel?" "For a warrior, the conversation of the sword is enough." Corneille crossed his arms and said, "I am not a pure warrior, a warrior, but an identity that I want people to notice." "Then tell me something other than warriors. I'm leaving soon anyway, so I won't expose your secrets." "Ok." The two of them came to the garden and sat on the parallel bars. The air was filled with the light and sweet scent of feather-lipped orchids. The streets were quiet, and the flocks of birds trained by magic gathered near the nests prepared for them, waiting for the witch to feed them. The silhouette of the city turned the terrain into a jagged shape. The Great Forest Barrier appeared at dusk, leaving an orange streak in the sky. Near the streak, colorful colors left wavy tracks, which were the witches practicing flying. "You picked a good place, but it's too quiet." Tang Luodike looked at the houses hidden by the trees far away and said, "Even here, it seems lifeless." Corneille replied: "In a little while, you will see the smell of fire. People here are used to cooking at dusk to prepare dinner and hot water. They are used to going out at night, walking, playing cards, dancing, holding magic props for lighting with their families and servants, and together with the lights on the streets, dispelling the darkness from the city. Corneille threw the iced red wine glass to Don Rodic, who took a sip and was a little surprised: "It's the bottle I bought for you in 1229." “Yes, it has gone up in price. This bottle of 1231 cost me 1200 dinars.”

"Of course, it is one of the best red wines for drinking. Above that, it is collected by the rich." Tang Luodike raised his glass: "I never thought that I would drink it again in this situation." “You see, life is still beautiful.” "Don't try to persuade me any more, Monsieur Corneille." Corneille nodded, and he and Don Rodique drank the wine together. The saddest moment came. Don Rodick paced back and forth and even drank a small glass of liquor before he mustered up the courage to confess the matter to Dias. At that time, Dias, who was still a young duke, felt a little dizzy. He returned to his room and stayed there for a while. After turning into a witch to regain his strength, he rushed out of the room, looked at Don Rodick in disbelief, and then at Corneille, his eyes as sad as an abandoned fawn. "If this is a joke, I forgive you. If this is a dream, I want to wake up soon." Diaz's voice trembled: "Mr. Tang Rodick, this shouldn't be the result. The good days have just begun!" Corneille explained the reasons for Don Rodice's choice based on the situation, interests, and Don Rodice's self-esteem and persistence, but Don Rodice did not dare to look Diaz in the eye throughout the whole process. "As a woman, is it impossible for me to survive?" Diaz murmured. "I'm sorry, sir. Everyone's situation is different. It's very selfish of me to do this, but I..." Seeing Diaz shed tears, Don Rodick also cried out of guilt and sadness of separation. "Diaz." Corneille suddenly said: "As long as you give the order, I will knock Mr. Don Rodic unconscious, feed him the potion, and let him live like you." Tang Rodick looked at Corneille in shock: "Betrayal?!" "Dias comes first," Corneille replied coldly, "You are no match for me, Mr. Don Rodic, live as a good man and a good woman." "No, I want to save Mr. Don Rodic so that he won't continue to suffer. If my desire to keep Don Rodic by my side causes him to suffer, it would go against my original intention." Dias bit his lip, tearful, but firmly said to Corneille: "Pierre, don't do anything. I will give Mr. Don Rodic his freedom." Tang Luodike sighed: "If I were born a few years later, I would be the same age as Mr. Corneille. My Lord Duke, you are someone worthy of my life, but I am sorry that I met you too late and I am too old. " Diaz stopped crying first, she sobbed and said: "I can't understand, but, but I at least want to say goodbye to you with a smile, so that Mr. Don Rodick will not leave with a sad mood." "Thank you for your understanding, my lord." Don Rodic looked at Corneille and said, "Train Meritte to be someone who can die for the Duke. Protect this little angel on my behalf." Corneille nodded. "Goodbye, Your Excellency the Duke, Mr. Corneille," said Don Rodick solemnly. "Good-bye," replied Corneille; "I shall never forget you." "Me, me too."

Dias, who wanted to cry, tried hard to smile. It was the ugliest smile Corneille had ever seen, but it was also the noblest smile among those with the title of Duke. "Dias, you make me proud," Corneille whispered. Don Rodick was busy checking the documents. He transferred everything that could be transferred to Dias and Corneille. In particular, he performed a ceremony to officially transfer "Sulena" to Corneille, and gave the divine weapon that increased his luck and fortune that was returned to him by his old friend Hecheser to Dias. He himself only kept the double swords that stored the spirit magic for Merit. An hour later, Don Rodic passed out and was taken to his room. The gender change was not completed in an instant, and Corneille estimated that by midnight, he would completely become Meritte. Corneille and Dias stayed by the bed, intending to accompany Don Rodice through his last few hours, while the unconscious Don Rodice strolled in the memories of his life. He remembered everything, his affluent childhood, his unhappy childhood in a flash, and the first angel he met in his wanderings, but he did not realize that there was a demon hidden under the angel's phantom. His adventure with Selina was bitter and sweet, his marriage with Shimana was happy but sad, he felt crazy and unfortunate as a woman, he felt confused as No. 96, and he encountered one heartbreaking truth after another when he was trying to regain his identity. Sadness gathered into a sea, and he fell into the water. The painful memories were like the noise of the sea, suffocating him together with the gradually increasing pressure. In the endless fall, the light disappeared and the surroundings became quiet. Only coldness, pressure and darkness accompanied him to the end of his life. He opened his mouth and the bubbles he exhaled rolled in the water, bringing about a dream: the light separated the sea water, and the golden Dias was as beautiful as a goddess. She flew into the sea and caught him as he fell. He also felt an upward push from behind. Looking back, he saw Corneille, Melusina, Cecile, Anne, Helena... these people who had helped him, used their outstretched hands to cooperate with Dias to push him away from this sea of ​​sadness, towards the high sky, towards the sky illuminated by the brilliant golden sun. He let go, reconciled with the bygone classical era, with a life full of suffering, and with all the grudges. Without any external help, he let out his first and last sigh of happiness on his own. In the last few hours, Dias and Corneille witnessed how Don Rodic gradually shrank in size and turned back into No. 96. Diaz really hoped that Don Rodic would wake up and say a few words of goodbye to her, but until the end, Don Rodic maintained a peaceful expression. "Mr. Don Rodick, did you leave with happiness?" Dias asked in a low voice. "Maybe it's because I can't imagine the separation of life and death, but I think that being able to die in the company of friends is really, really a good ending." Dias looked at Corneille. "Everyone will meet his own end, and I also hope that I can have a peaceful ending," said Corneille. "A peaceful ending is the wish of the person involved, but for me, it is painful to witness others leave." Diaz said: "I thought about the scene when my father died. He didn't love me and I was afraid of him, but when I thought about him dying, my heart..." Tears welled up in Diaz's eyes again. Corneille held her in his arms to prevent her from seeing her guilty expression. Diaz hugged him tightly as if she were one with Corneille, sobbing in his arms. Chapter 108 Punishment At midnight, which separated yesterday and today, a sigh came from the bed, which was Don Rodick's, or Merritt's. The voice was probably the place where Don Rodick finally completed the transformation. When Dias hurriedly wiped his tears and looked back, the woman with short gray hair opened her eyes, stood up, looked around in confusion, then looked at Corneille, and Dias who was lying sideways in Corneille's arms. "I'm……" The woman covered her head and said, "I can't remember anything." "Merit Zulena, that's your name."

Corneille said: "You are our very, very important partner. It's okay. This is your home. We will create many happy memories in the future. I promise." Merritt was stunned and could not remember anything. She only had some basic common sense such as language left, and she found it difficult to accept Corneille's words and the settings of her companions. However, the crying face of the beautiful blonde girl in Corneille's arms touched her, making her feel that perhaps they had a close relationship in the past, which was why the girl was crying so sadly. "I'm sorry for making you worry. Can my memory come back?" Merritt asked in a low voice. Corneille shook his head: "I can't guarantee it." Dias took a handkerchief from Corneille's pocket and wiped his face, and then the two introduced themselves to Meritte. Diaz took Merritt around the mansion. Don Rodick's room was Diaz's sad place, so she arranged another room for Merritt. Merritt knew nothing and followed Dias like a fledgling. For some reason, she felt that Dias was trustworthy, and so did Corneille who was behind Dias. As for Melusina, who suddenly appeared halfway, wrapped in black clothes, she felt untrustworthy. Dias turned sideways and introduced: "This is my teacher, Miss Melusina. She is a very powerful witch and educator, and she will also be your teacher." Merritt blinked in confusion: "Teacher...witch...me?" "Yes, you once fought with a sword in hand like Mr. Corneille, but now you have serious health problems and must change your career path and use magic to heal yourself." Merritt yawned. She was very weak having just completed the transformation, and she suddenly had to accept many new settings, making her feel dizzy. Guilt and melancholy make Dias and Melusina want to do more, but Corneille stops them from being too enthusiastic, which will only trouble Meritte, who has lost all her memories. Inevitably, Corneille still had some fantasy left. He turned to look at Meritte: "Do you remember anything?" Merritt shook her head. "Okay, if you remember anything, you can tell us. Now you can rest. When you have recovered, you can go meet other friends." "I'm sorry," Merritt said timidly. Diaz covered her face and rushed back to her room. Merritt saw the crystal marks on the back of her hand and looked at Melusina more uncomfortably. But Melusina was also wiping her tears with a handkerchief, and the seductive effect of it made Merritt blush. Corneille stood in front of Melusina, his shadow falling like a mountain, causing Melitta to take two steps back. "Diaz is a kind child, you can trust her, just like following a brother or sister. Miss Melusina can be generally trusted, because she is partly responsible for your memory loss, so she tries her best to be good to you with a feeling of atonement." Gao Naiyi changed the subject: "As for me, you'd better be careful. When you recover, I will teach you martial arts according to your physical fitness." When Meritte had gone to bed, Corneille went to see Dias, who had fallen on the bed and stretched himself out in a big cross-legged position. He nudged Dias, who turned over and patted the place she had vacated. As soon as Corneille sat down, Diaz turned sideways and hugged his waist. He touched her comfortingly, and inevitably, his palm slid along the veins of her hair and touched Diaz's shoulders, arms and back. "Are you feeling better?" asked Gao Naiyi. "Ah."

Dias arched his body, and Corneille knew that this meant that she was not satisfied yet. According to their previous habits, he carefully caressed Dias like a treasure.