Eleanor Desires the Ruler

Chapter 32 - The Star That Is Art

1 Eleanor tries to get closer.

2 Steps he took.

But in the 3rd step Eleanor could not get any closer, the man was clearly similar to Arthur. Very similar, if her sanity was lost she could have assumed if the man was her husband.

All of their happy memories even returned spinning clearly. One by one without pause, moving quickly filled his head.

Eleanor was dizzy, as she blinked there were tears falling down.

The beautiful woman almost fell staggered, if only Haldez did not hold her body quickly.

"Calm El" whispered Haldez.

"We're getting out of here" he said again. Eleanor almost lost consciousness. Even just opening your eyes is hard.

Both of his legs moved because Haldez pulled him in a fistful.

While Arthur Heil just kept cool on his own business.

Haldez turned his head towards him for a moment, slightly not seeing Art in the man.

In the elevator that led them down to the lobby, Haldez still held Eleanor tightly.

Maybe in a hateful way. Inner Haldez.

"El, can you hear me?"

Eleanor did not reply with words, she simply nodded her head weakly.His slowly moving head was like sweeping Haldez's chest.

"One thing you need to know about Arthur, that guy's not as good as you think he is."

Eleanor raised her face, even starting to put some distance between them. He looked at Haldez.

"From the beginning Arthur wanted to be human, he set you up to fall into the abyss of darkness, to save you and plant the holy permatta. And no, he planted the permatta because he wanted to be human and used you as his tool. He knows that after 100 days you will die."

In fact, that love is still intact.

"But on the 99th day he saved me Hald." Eleanor responded flatly, she knew Haldez's intentions well.

Haldez was wasting his breath disappointed.

Eleanor smiled slightly.

"It looks like I'm hungry, 'cause it's in there a little dizzy. What if we find food on the side of the road?" take El, so you want to reduce Haldez's anxiety on him.

"Alright, Priska's waiting for us downstairs."

That night, Eleanor, Priska and Haldez enjoy their night in the city park. Dinner on the side of the road. Musicians play in the middle of the road. Street lights as lights.

The wind turned slowly, the candle that lit on the table sometimes almost extinguished.

"Tomorrow we return home" said Eleanor.

"Don't want to stay here first El? looking at Arthur Heil from afar, she really looks like your husband" Priska replied.

"I mean, let's make sure you're sure that he's not Art" Priska added.

But Haldez disagreed with the plan.

"We'd better go straight home, if she's Art she'll definitely find Eleanor. Why should it be ensured anyway," Hald replied with a ketus.

He ate his half-cooked steak.

Prisca scolded, while Eleanor laughed softly. Seeing them fight is even funny on its own.

"I'm sure Pris, he's not Art. My husband has really disappeared." Eleanor tried to smile broadly.

"I'll assume the star is Art." - again, his right hand pointed to the brightest star in the sky that night.