Chapter 297 Like

The pale woman was so weak that she lay on the simple bed, unable to move like a statue.

Levi felt as if time had frozen, and everything before him was in full view, like a lifelike oil painting, which made him immersed in it and unable to extricate himself.

Yes, with a guilty feeling, my heart was pounding. This was really ironic! Having received public speaking training, Levi thought he could speak eloquently in front of the public, but he didn't expect to be speechless in front of this woman. It was as if an invisible hand had choked his throat, making him unable to open his mouth or make a sound.

The basin of blood was placed within the reach of the firelight. The red color was like a strong light that almost blinded his eyes.

"Is it so serious?" Levi thought to himself, not daring to speak. The apology he had thought of all the way now seemed to be of no use at all. Words were pale and powerless and could not soothe Anai's pain at all. Yes, Levi thought so about himself.

"I should have stood up, I should have stood up!" Li Wei secretly repented in his heart. He blamed himself for not being braver. Forget the orders and etiquette. But now, what's the use of thinking about it? Bravery after the event can never make up for indifference during the event. What should he do? What can he do? It's like a knot in his heart that he can't let go for a long time. It's a knot that he can't let go of himself.

Levi slowly approached the bed. He wanted to get closer and take a closer look. "Bang!" In such a quiet environment, a sharp sound suddenly sounded like an attack horn. The sound frightened Levi so much that he shivered. He felt that his foot hit a hard object. The sound came from there. He lowered his head and found that he had knocked over the wooden basin. The water in it was shaking violently, and blood was spilled all over the floor.

"Mom, I told you to be careful and take it slow."

The sound like a thunderclap naturally disturbed Anai's rest. She was woken up, complained faintly, and opened her eyes drowsily. She never expected that the first person she saw was the person she hated the most.

"Why are you here?"

Anais's expression was confused at first, then horrified and doubtful, and finally angry. Seeing the person she hated the most at her most vulnerable moment would make anyone feel uncomfortable and angry, but Anais was too weak. She could not do anything while lying in bed, even sitting up and scolding him would be enough.

"I, I..." Levi was speechless by this question. His mind was blank. He didn't know how to defend himself, and he couldn't even speak. One was standing, and the other was lying. Levi lowered his head, holding his trouser legs tightly with both hands. He clenched his teeth, sweating, and didn't know what to do. It was like a child who made a mistake, so scared that he didn't dare to face the stern look of the "teacher".

"I don't want to see you, and you shouldn't be here!" Anais' words were very heartless, and in Anais' opinion, this was not necessarily correct. She turned her head to the side and made an unappreciative move, which made Levi even more embarrassed.

"I, I just came to apologize to you. I'm so sorry!"

The voice became smaller and smaller, and it was almost as faint as the buzz of a mosquito when it said "I'm sorry". I didn't know whether Anai heard it or not.

"You don't have to apologize!" Anais's face was cold, as cold as the snow in the north, and there was no reason to talk. It happened that Levi was tongue-tied and couldn't say anything, so the situation quickly reached a stalemate.

"Anai! Anai!"

At this time, there was a knock on the door. The old woman knew who it was as soon as she heard it. It was the hero Luca who had saved Anais that morning and dared to raise his sword against the Huns! "Wait! Wait!" The old woman was very surprised. She walked hurriedly to the door.

“Squeak!”

The wooden door was slowly opened, and Luga stuck his head out and looked at the old woman with a smile on his face.

"Look what I brought?" Luga smiled and showed his white teeth to the old woman. Luga stretched out his hand and saw that he was holding a small hemp rope with a piece of barbecue tied to it.

"Luka!" the old woman exclaimed, and Ana heard the exclamation. She sat up quickly, regardless of her weak body. As if she was going to meet an extremely important person, she hurriedly combed her hair to make herself look less sloppy, at least to give Luka a good impression.

"Huh? Why are you here too?"

A question made Levi turn around, and he saw Luca looking at him with a gloomy face, with the broken Spada iron sword hanging on his waist.

"I, nothing."

Facing the opponent in broad daylight, Li Wei could easily tell from Luca's expression that he, like Anai, was also a condoner of the Huns' atrocities, so naturally he did not have a good face. He realized that he was so redundant and stood between Luca and Anai.

"Leave! Leave!"

An inexplicable voice echoed in his mind, like a kind of split that could not be shaken off, reminding him and tormenting him every second.

He had to leave, at least for now. He turned around and looked at Luka, silent and speechless. After struggling for a long time, he finally gave in to his heart, turned around, brushed past Luka without saying a word, and walked out of the room.

Levi didn't know what happened next. He was afraid that Luca or Ana would say bad things about him. He deserved it. The always arrogant Levi had never been so proactive in admitting his mistakes. He just had no one to apologize to.

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He walked to the door and saw Andrew looking at him with doubtful eyes. He was probably wondering why he was here. Levi smiled bitterly in his heart, lowered his head, untied the ornate iron sword hanging from his waist, held the sword and the scabbard in his hands with both hands, looked at the sword, and began to think, and couldn't help but think of the Hun general in the daytime.

"We respect the soldiers who dare to fight!"

Levi muttered something to himself as he held the sword, the iron sword that defeated Luca. Levi suddenly felt ashamed to pick up the sword again. It no longer recorded his glory. Instead, whenever Levi lifted or held it, he would feel guilty. It was more like a shame. He had to stay away from the sword and never see it again to feel at ease.

“Andrew.”

Levi turned his head to look at Andrew, who was even more confused. Levi pushed the sword to Andrew's chest, and that move seemed to imply that Andrew could not refuse.

"Hey, hey, hey, what is this for?"

Andrew was terrified. He couldn't understand what Levi was doing.

"Take it!" Levi continued, "Give it to Luca, and think of it as a gift from me to him. This sword will be a glory to him!"

Andrew was holding the sword, at a loss, but Levi didn't care. Without the sword, Levi felt much more relaxed, as if a heavy weight had been removed, and his heart could beat normally again!

(End of this chapter)