After standing up again, all the unnecessary analysis of my inner self was swallowed back into my stomach.
After the rain stopped, the night gradually darkened and became silent. The only bright spot was a spark of fire in the ashes of the magnificent palace building.
After the death of the Pope and Lyra, Sully thought he had some time to calm down, but was finally interrupted by the sound of regular footsteps.
"...Lord Suli?"
It's Egbert.
Looking at his somewhat hesitant expression, Sully knew that what Egbert meant was whether or not to expel this new person.
It's about time he showed up.
After something happens to the king, the obvious first beneficiary will be Ophelia. And if something happens to Ophelia, there will be too many possibilities for the consequences.
The palace was so noisy that even if one was on the edge of the inner city, one would have been able to see the Pope being hit head-on by the lightning while he was high in the sky.
Those with restless minds have probably already stirred up trouble in the city, and those who have their own ideas in mind probably think that there will be no real winner in the battle of the Pope.
Both sides suffered losses.
Everyone will see it that way.
But when the leak pickers found the unconscious "father and daughter", they immediately controlled them. Then they stayed where they were, waiting quietly for the final "winner" in the battle of the white building to come.
"Are you okay? Now that we have reached a cooperation agreement with Ophelia, no matter what happens next, it should have nothing to do with us."
Egbert paid no attention to the people who surrounded them.
He observed Sully's expression and could clearly see the fatigue in the boy's eyes.
Suli looked back and said calmly, "I'm fine. Although I don't want to face trouble, it doesn't mean I have to pretend I don't see it even if trouble comes to me."
Suli took a step forward.
He looked at all the people who were staring at them from a distance, and said coldly: "The Pope is dead, the King and Princess Ophelia are both seriously injured, and one of the concubines, Lyra, is also dead, everyone..."
"What can you do?" The young man raised his voice, rarely raising his chin, showing arrogance.
In the sight, the queen, dressed in gorgeous clothes, gently twirled the umbrella in her hand, bent her knees slightly, then stood up straight again, looked at Sully with a frown and said, "You are too kind."
"Rather than talking about what we should do, it is better to say that His Majesty is now seriously injured and unconscious. What we need to do is to wait for His Majesty to wake up before discussing how to reward you all."
"Besides..." the Queen said meaningfully, "His Royal Highness is also in a coma, and we don't know when he will wake up. We don't even have time to rely on your help to stabilize the situation, so how can we do something we shouldn't do?"
Behind the queen stood Willard with a strange smile on his face.
As for the Grand Duke, he seemed to be completely unaware of the current situation. He made a praying gesture in front of his chest and muttered, "May the God of Light bless the Pope's soul."
Nothing happened.
Everything is quiet.
The queen, known as the Saint of Light, did not take the Pope's death seriously, and Willard stood steadily behind her, as if everything that happened before her eyes was just a thunderstorm in winter.
Not even an eyebrow wrinkled.
The Grand Duke just watched without saying a word as everyone quietly left the palace.
"Why?"
Roy, who was very curious, asked Sully his questions after everyone returned to the hotel.
"Why didn't that group of people stop us?"
"I just thought we were going to have an extra fight with them."
Suli managed to muster up the strength to explain.
"My mother would never let this happen." Not the queen, but My mother.
When Egbert saw that Roy wanted to ask more questions, he covered his mouth with his hand. He quickly pulled the crow off Sully's arm and said to Sully, "Master Sully, you don't have to care about this kind of person with a stable IQ."
"What is a person with a stable IQ?" Roy asked unhappily after pulling Egbert's hand away.
"You are someone with a very low IQ." Egbert said with a smile on his face. "If you insist on me laying out some facts on the table without giving you the slightest bit of face, then of course I am willing to do so."
Roy: …………
The third-rate mercenary kept jumping back and forth on the edge of death from anger.
However, Egbert turned around and pushed Roy next to where Mavis was. Facing the confused expression of the Dark Saint, he treated the hotel as his own home and went to the kitchen to pour a cup of hot water for Sully, who looked obviously tired.
"...Hmm?" Sully looked at Egbert in confusion.
After Egbert put the cup into Sully's hand, he said, "You don't have to take so many unimportant things to heart."
With an expression that said, "Except for me, all the guys are unimportant," Egbert said matter-of-factly, "If you put too many things in your heart, the space I have will become too crowded."
While Sully was stunned, Egbert finished the rest of his words.
"I don't want to, and I don't want to, occupy the limited space in your heart with too many people."
"What do you mean?" Suli held the cup tightly in one hand, at a loss.
Egbert: "I think I have enough ability to withstand pressure."
"Whether it is the truth of the world or something else, I can understand and accept it."
"Because for me, there is only one thing that I cannot accept."
At this time, Roy timely confronted Egbert's disgusted face and said in unison with him: "The only thing I can't accept is that you, Lord Sully/Young Master, are sad."
"Is that so?" Roy gave Egbert a look.
"Can you tell me? Young Master, what are you worried about? What are you avoiding?"
"You know, when I first saw you in the Mercenary City, you didn't care that much, and you even clearly showed your disgust towards me... Although now when I think of your expression at that time, my heart feels like it's been pierced by needles." Roy covered his heart in an exaggerated manner.
Suli's mouth twitched, and he said speechlessly: "You clearly wanted to kill me at that time."
But he still noticed Roy's problem.
What are you concerned about?
Worrying about something is like someone who has no relationship with you but trusts you self-righteously, and then tells you his most secret things and warns you not to tell this to anyone else.
Out of upbringing, you shouldn't say it based on your rational judgment.
Rationally, you understand the dire consequences that would result if you spoke out.
There is nothing I can do but follow my habit and try to ignore everything.
"...I just think it's not the right time yet." Suli said, "Because for me, these things are very easy to sort out. Even if I don't tell you, I know it in my heart."
"Everyone just needs to know that we are systematically taking actions toward an upward goal."
"Master Suli/Young Master."
Again, they all spoke in unison, but it was Egbert who spoke first.
"We are not as fragile as you think."
"Just like when you thought the pope should die, we had no hesitation and chose to act according to your code of conduct."
"You keep treating us like children...Aren't you completely ignoring your own age?"
Roy patted Egbert lightly on the back.
Egbert paused and said, "I'm sorry, Lord Sully must have had a plan in mind. I overstepped my authority."
"No." Suli tapped the cup in his hand lightly on the table, his eyes clear, "You are right."
The hotel lobby fell silent again. Sully looked at the cup of steaming water. White mist floated gently before his eyes. Just one sip was enough to give the tired him a bit of strength.
Sully fixed his eyes on Egbert and said, "I do have a bit of an overprotective mentality towards you guys."
"Because in my opinion, it is impossible for people to jump directly from the Earth to Andromeda."
Before Roy's eyes could circle around him, Sully added, "But that's not right."
"When I thought you couldn't directly accept what I thought and felt, I overlooked the most important point, which is that I accepted everything in this world from the beginning."
I traveled through time and became a beggar. I found that my friend's mental state was very abnormal. Then I realized that every person in the alien world was a gorilla, and I was the only mortal.
He accepts things very quickly, and those things he doesn't accept, others shouldn't accept them either.
He neglected to explain to others what normal was.
Then they define themselves as abnormal.
In this world full of crises, even if he does not live step by step, he always has a kind of pressure from his heart.
There is greater, more and seemingly endless pressure than during those years when I was staying at home and taking 007 orders.
Only say three-tenths of what you want to say to others, because if you say too much, no one will be happy.
Don't be a teacher, you know, others may know more.
Only by being clear about your position at all times can you live as a human being without losing your bias.
These are all based on Suli's 30 years of experience.
But if these people...
"What would you do if I scolded you?"
"How would you feel about me if I kept criticizing your way of life?"
"If I, out of uncontrolled emotions, blame you and use all kinds of sharp and vicious words to ridicule you, would you still think that I am right?"
Egbert's figure was reflected in Sully's green eyes.
Then, he heard the former Son of Light's uncontrollable laughter.
I also heard Egbert say, "What do you think I am?"
"What will I do if you scold me?" Egbert put a smile on his face again.
Sully was not ashamed, he just looked at Egbert calmly.
Then the next second, he calmed down and looked at me intently and said, "Then I will just ask you to curse more."
"I love it."
"Besides, my view of you has never changed. To me, you are always more important than my life. You are right, which means that no matter whether the world exists or not, no matter whether humans are extinct or not, you..."
"No." Egbert looked at Sully, and there was only Sully in his blue eyes.
"The so-called right is always you."