Chapter 116 My Pearly Lover, How Can I Love You
Why did it turn out like this?
Why?
What happened? Keith couldn't remember.
He only remembered that when he rushed back to Minnie's house, the snow blurred his eyes. In a trance, he still clearly saw the captain of the palace guard who had been making things difficult for him, and several other knights.
Minnie, his lover, was calling out his name desperately.
What he did was that the Nuo Baizhao in his hand turned into a long sword.
When the captain and his men saw him, what they did was they invited him to join them.
After constant patience, the taut string finally broke.
Then, what happened?
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Keith lowered his head, looked at his lover's trembling hands, held them tightly, and his eyes kept shaking.
"Bang." The sound of a heartbeat, whose heartbeat is it?
He dropped the sword, and it landed on the blood on the ground, with no different sound.
He held his lover's hand with his backhand and hugged her tightly. Whose chest was heaving with lingering fear, and whose tears fell on his shoulder?
Fortunately, he arrived in time.
But, is it really okay?
Keith then realized that he was shaking.
He failed to kill them.
With trembling hands, he stroked his lover's back again and again: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, Minnie, I'm coming, I'm coming."
"Don't be afraid, Minnie, I'm here, Minnie, I'm here, I'm here."
He comforted his lover again and again, the faint smell of blood in his nose. He gently and nervously negotiated: "Can you stay at my house for the next few days?"
The person in his arms didn't speak for a long time. He didn't urge her, but gently touched her hair with his head, trying to give his lover more sense of security.
"Hmm." The broken sound came dully to his ears through his clothes.
He turned his head slightly and looked at the sword in the pool of blood. He stretched out his hand, but was grabbed by his lover.
"No." Minnie lowered her head and left his arms. She held his right hand tightly and placed it on her chest. The scenes of being almost forced could not be erased from her mind no matter what.
She took a trembling breath, tears still stained on her face: "No."
Keith held her hand back, his palms rough from years of holding swords, and carefully wiped away her tears. He bent down, looking his lover in the eye, and coaxed her softly, "Minnie, I'll listen to you about anything, but this time, listen to me, okay?"
His lover didn't respond, so he could only pray once more: "Please?"
Minnie freed one hand and stroked his face, wiping away the blood on his face with her thumb, her eyes filled with lakes: "Keith, I'm calm."
She could only hear her lover trembling, but she still tried her best to remain calm and said, "I'm calm too."
The movement of her hands stopped, and the palm of her hand felt the warmth of her lover. She did not speak for a long time, slowly lowered her eyes, and the lake finally overflowed with water.
The lover in front of her finally couldn't help himself and hurriedly wiped away her tears.
"Do you love me?" Minnie's voice seemed thinner than papyrus.
Keith paused, his eyes slowly focusing on his lover's. This was the first time she had asked him such a question.
Of course he loves her. In the past, if she asked such a question, he would say "I love you" over and over again, and would do everything for her over and over again until she was willing to believe it, until she was sure that he really loved her.
But now, the premonition in his heart was weighing down his body, and he didn't dare to speak immediately.
"If you love me, don't bother them." Minnie held his other hand tighter and tighter, lowering her head without looking at him.
Who are those people? They are members of the same guard as him. It is not easy for a civilian knight to join the palace guard. It is a good job. He is still young and he cannot lose this job.
"If you love me, don't bother them." Her voice was so broken.
He shuddered violently, as if a huge hammer had struck his heart. His lover was begging him. How could he allow this? How could he let his lover bow her head like this, beg him like this...
His eyes suddenly felt hot, as if on fire. He blinked, his eyelashes fluttering, and the imperceptible breeze seemed to be able to extinguish it.
The wind was blowing outside the window, and a disheveled woman was watching all this through the crack in the window. She pursed her cracked lips, leaned sideways against the cold wall, and casually lifted the rag that had slipped off her chest, curling up her toes that had turned purple from the cold.
She turned her head and looked down at Nuo Baizhao, who had been placed straight at the door, and the jewel ring inside that was extremely expensive to them.
"Oh, my pearly lover."
The woman was startled and looked in the direction of the sound, only to see a white-haired bard holding a lyre in front of her, quietly plucking the strings.
"How can I love you
In the dead of winter here, the fireplace is burning
It’s too cold.”
The bard raised his eyes, and the woman's breath caught. Those emerald green pupils seemed to be filled with spring.
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A white woman, a lewdly grinning man, and a lifeless city.
Osa stared at the scene in front of her through the window. This was too common in Iska, and they, the group of outsiders, became the abnormal ones.
When she came back from her work today, she was the only one left in the house that was previously bought by Teacher Isidore.
She knew that Vifia and Arnold were out today, and she didn't know where Kaharun and Isidore were going. As for North...
After that day, they decided to officially hire North, both to keep her under their own supervision and to help her out.
I heard that she always goes out these days and talks about something with some women. As long as she doesn't say anything that is not good for them, she and Vifiya can turn a blind eye.
She touched the badge that the emperor had given her before she left for the Duchy of Haihefu, acknowledging her as a knight. She knew she was not the first female knight in the empire. There were many female knights in the Duchy of Haihefu, but it was just a rhetoric used by some nobles in Lachigo who were unwilling to acknowledge them.
They praise her highly, but they are just carrying out their own self-deception.
She remembered the letter her brother had sent her last night, which she had burned. He hoped that she would become the next heir to the Duke of Dordo.
She did not doubt the authenticity of her brother's letter, and she also understood why she was qualified to be the heir.
Purer elven blood than Ferrik's, and his mother's strong request.
In fact, she knew that in her father's eyes, he still hoped that Felix would be better than her in the end and inherit the position of Duke of Tudor.
Sometimes her father would think that she knew nothing because she had been raised in the Vatican for so many years. Even after she reached a deal with the emperor and worked for him, her father still thought that she was just a little girl who knew nothing. How could she really know nothing?
Thanks to Hefa, a teacher who was not good at teaching, he taught her everything she should teach, and explained to her again and again things that she should not know at such a young age, including how to compete for the title.
Sometimes she would wonder whether she really had to compete with her brother for this position. Ultimately, she was unwilling to give up her relationship with her brother for a position, but fortunately, her brother had the same idea as her.
"Click." It was the sound of the door opening.
Osha turned around and saw Vifiya and Arnold coming in. She strode over.
"You came back early today." Seeing her return, Vifiya brushed the snow off her shoulders, handed the cloak to Arnold, and took a few steps forward to ask, "Are you hungry? Do you have anything to eat first?"
Osa nodded and said, "I ate a few bites of dry bread."
The girl in front of her stretched out her cool hand and pulled her to sit aside, muttering, "If I had known you were coming back early, Arnold and I would have bought some food on the street."
Vifiya looked around and asked, "Where are Isidore and the others?"
Arnold also came over at this time: "They are not in the inner room."
Just as he finished speaking, a circular light appeared in the distance. Kaharun stopped inside the house and saw the three of them. He said in surprise, "Hey, you're all back!"
Without waiting for them to ask, he took the initiative to step forward, put his arm around Arnold's shoulders, and said to Vifiya and the others: "Guess where I went and what I saw?"
Seeing what Vifiya wanted to ask, Arnold turned his head, stared at Kaharun who was very close to him, and asked calmly: "Where is Isidore?"
Kaharun blinked, glanced around, and confirmed that Isidore had not returned yet. Then he spoke: "I asked him to go out to buy ingredients for cooking. I am a little tired of eating Iskandar all the time. By the way, let North walk around by herself today."
He rolled his eyes and asked Vifiya, "Do you remember the tracking magic I added to Reilold last time?"
He hadn't told this to anyone except Vifiya, but he didn't feel any burden telling it now.
Vifiya raised her eyelids, a cold light flashed across her eyes, and disappeared in an instant.
"He showed up at the Padica Palace." This was the real reason he had sent Isidore away. He was already feeling down because Vefiya had refused to let him go last night. If he knew there was such a dangerous person coveting her, and they happened to be at the palace...
Isidore wasn't an impulsive person, but what if? What if he saw something that provoked him? Not to mention Vefia's own plans, the sudden exposure of her magician identity would cause further trouble to this precarious country.
"What did the Crown Prince do to you?"
Hearing this, Vifiya raised the corners of her lips and said with interest: "He, he drugged me."
She spoke so lightly, as if she were just a bystander.
Ignoring the instantly changed expressions of the three people around her, she stroked her chin and pondered, "His plan was too clumsy, and his actions too obvious. I'm sure his only target for now is me. However, he was interrupted by Peyton Miller at the time, so I'm not sure he'll give up."
After saying this, she looked at Osa, who was worried about her, and said soothingly, "I can do this, so it's all under control. You still need to be careful when you're over there."
After all, the giant screens of the East and West continents still exist, and Osa's elven bloodline is still a rare existence in the East Continent.
Vifiya looked at Kaharun and asked with a half-smile, "What did he do?"
Given Raylord's character, she suddenly remembered that in the past, he often had afternoon tea in the greenhouse under the pretext of cultivating friendship. He wouldn't... think that this was exclusive to her and him, right?
"He did it very covertly." Kaharun's eyes fell on Vifiya, not hiding his gloating. "He beat up the crown prince. Now, the crown prince will probably be unable to get out of bed for several days."
It seems to be true. Vifiya hid the sarcasm in his eyes, but he was still obsessed with their "uniqueness".
Kaharun didn't say anything else. This Leilord was unusually obsessed with Vifiya, as if there was something in her that he must get. He could feel that Leilord's feelings for her were not love.
What is that?
It seemed as if he could see Kaharun's doubts, as well as Osa and Arnold's unfamiliarity with Reilold.
Vifiya didn't hide it: "He felt that he and I were destined to be together, and he longed for me to kill him." She squinted her eyes, "No, I should say that he hoped I could torture him and make him die in pain."
Just a few words gave Kaharun a chill.
Even Arnold's face was a little dull. Although he had seen people who longed for pain when he was wandering before, this was the first time he heard of a painful death.
Osa secretly thought about preparing more things for her to protect herself.
Vifiya lowered her head, but why did he come to Iskanar, and why did he appear in the Padica Palace, knowing that she had an appointment with the Crown Prince?
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