The Last Elementis's

TLE 20'S

Love is an emotion that binds feelings in the form of affection for the elements of give and take. Although it is a nature that will certainly be felt by everyone, for some reason, love is still the cause of the creation of greed and even stupidity; demanding for something you can't have or losing your self-esteem for a false purpose.

Aletta became blind to it, not knowing which way she had entered, but she wanted to do what her heart wanted.

The road to Aldwin's house is still something he has always loved.

Winter is coming soon. Autumn festivals only count the days. Aletta had already carried out her duties as an involvement in the party. However, the most important task he had to do was deliver his own bag that he made to the idol, Aldwin.

"See the j*l*ng woman is coming again. She must have wanted to disturb Liora's husband."

The feeling may have left Aletta blind, but the unintentionally passing Camelia overheard the conversation clearly; a scorn that was even too familiar to ignore.

Although she is immoral, Camelia still hates every time her friend is insulted. However, what does the defense mean if Aletta who is the purpose of the mockery does not even care?

Seeing Aletta still firmly standing in the courtyard of Aldwin's house even chatting with him, Camelia couldn't bear to not say, "I only know about stubborn people, I can't believe there's such a hard-hearted term."

Camelia clucked three times then put on a skeptical expression."Liking others should be like that? It's..mm how?"

The thought still loomed over him to the Forst Forest. Looking at the twilight sky was like a routine he had been doing lately. Camelia had been holding her chest for quite some time thinking about what Aletta might feel. In the end, however, he only came to a deadlock.

"Forget it, it's better not to be stupid."

After saying that, Camelia got up to take her bow. One by one the arrows were stuck at the targeted point. Each of his incisions drove out the almost-existent boredom. The calm created presents a new thought. Gerald's face rotated like a movie inside his head, sorting out all the moments of the meeting that ended at one conclusion.

"True the cat..." Camelia let the last arrow slide unattended. "She can definitely resurrect me" he continued.

When Camelia raised her head, the eyes widened slightly because the arrow she had just released turned out to have violated the target. Instead of a tree trunk, the arrow stuck in someone's arm.

Not because he lost focus, but ... since when was anyone there?!

Camelia ran to check.

"Stupid." Camelia looked at the arm that was giving off red liquid, the arrow had just been plucked. "Why don't you avoid it?"

After observing her for a while, Camelia discovered that this figure looked familiar. He twisted the body then the face that had just filled his mind had appeared in front of him.

"It turns out you." Camelia did not care at first, but she suddenly changed her mind and pulled the arm as she remembered her goal.

"Come with me!"

...•••••...

Camelia managed to take Gerald sitting on the lip of the lake. However, just as he wanted to treat the wound, Gerald brushed off his hand and threw away his face.

Camelia became furious, but tried to restrain herself.

At least let me look good in your eyes!

Camelia forced to smile. "I was so good to want to be in charge. So get your arm."

Gerald's cold answer greeted him. "No need."

Camelia's nearly bursting emotions were stifled as she watched how the wound on Gerald's arm slowly closed.

"It's...."

"I don't need to be treated."

ah so.

Camelia's laughter was completely out. Realizing that the body of the man in front of her can heal itself, Camelia's hands itch to pat the arm. "Ahaha, why didn't you say that earlier."

Who would have thought Gerald was still grimacing and glaring at him.

"Oh, sorry sorry. I was so amazed that I forgot that the cure was not finished."

Looking at Gerald who was about to stand Camelia reflexively restrained her arm.

"God."

"Oh oh sorry again."

Wrong myself, I'm hard-earned to wait, you even want to go!

Once again he got a plot, but no sound came out.

Target has entered the trap, should not be wasted.

"Do you have a boyfriend?"

Gerald's face changed in a rapid rhythm from flat then furrowed his brows. He glanced at the woman beside him, just for a moment before returning silent.

"Java." Camelia's urgent.

Mannequins look even more alive than this guy!

"You hear no?"

"I won't be fooled." Gerald finally answered, but did not look at him.

Hearing that sentence, Camelia smiled. "Alright, I take that as a 'yet'.

Camelia pulls Gerald's fully healed hand, holding it tightly.

"Since you refuse to be my friend, I can offer you something else."

"....So lover!" camelia said loudly.

Flinched, Gerald was at a loss for words.

"I like you. So my girlfriend" she repeated.

Gerald choked. It took a few seconds for him to blink again.

A blue glow from the direction of his neck helped him gain consciousness.

"Your necklace..." Camelia came to look at him, the sudden urge momentarily stopped.

Realizing that sheen was the light coming from her necklace. Gerald blinked in a rapid rhythm before finally taking off Camelia's grip.

He left there, without turning back.

...••••••...

"The queen has already announced, the day after tomorrow is the celebration of the autumn music festival. I'll take care of Pyrgos' booth. You alone, what are you doing?"

Aletta was sure she saw Camelia in this room, but after a long pause no one answered the question. Only when Aletta turned around did she see Camelia daydreaming while propping up her chin.

"Camelia?"

"Camelia?!"

Hearing that high voice, the newly awakened woman held onto her ear.

"Why do you like to scream? Keep your voice down, I'm not deaf."

That plain face ... Aletta became furious and suddenly a flying ceramic glass greeted Camelia.

"Uh, almost." Luckily Camelia caught it well. "Don't do that, "he said. "We're short of glasses."

Exhaling, Aletta forced a smile on her face.

"Dear Camel, I screamed because you didn't hear me—"

"Aah so." Camelia cut off even ignoring Aletta's annoyed face. "I'm sorry I'm heartbroken so I'm not focused."

Aletta was going to ignore and continue the activity. However, the last sentence he heard seized his attention.

"What's? What did you say? I didn't hear wrong."

Camelia glanced in disinterest.

"I'm on p-a-t-a-h h-a-t-i. So don't bother me. I still have to think of another way."

Aletta left her job and walked quickly towards Camelia. The woman cupped his friend's face.

"Since when have you been heartbroken?" After judging again, Aletta suddenly said, "but why don't you look like a heartbroken person?"

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