Marcel, who fled privately, ran away with the ignorant Davina, and there was despair and anger in the wind.

Here, Sophie had begun to offer Celeste's remains. The array had an effect. The bitter wind penetrated coldly. Sophie pressed her skull with her hand. She pressed a round spell on her with blood red cinnabar.

Then, according to the structure of the human body, they are arranged in turn.

Elijah stood on one side. He seemed to be a little disappointed. His lover, no, it should be said that his lover's bones are so thoroughly used now.

Sabin looked a little impatient. She came over and looked deeply at Elijah. Her expression was much softer. "Hey, you don't need to come. Sophie will take some time to prepare for sacrifice."

Elijah's eyes were too far away. He just shook his head and couldn't bear to look again. He was in deep pain. "I have time. I want to keep her. I owe her."

"Really? That must be a very touching story. Do you want to tell it? " Sabin's eyes had tenderness and pain that no one could perceive.

"Have you ever experienced something very wonderful and unforgettable, but once you lose it, you even have difficulty breathing and can't help yourself..."

"I know how it feels." Sabin looked at the man strangely. Her tone was calm and strange. It was not like her usual bright and cheerful. "I know what the pain is... It has been painful for a long time, and I dare not even think back!"

Elijah just said to himself with the same smile. In his eyes, there were only those bones, the woman he once loved deeply. "I believe that when you love someone deeply and that person also loves you, you will become particularly vulnerable. They have a special power to hurt you completely."

Sabin nodded silently and looked deeply at Elijah. Her eyes were black and frightening.