confession
On the day of the birthday party, in the town of Fussen.
One after another, horse-drawn carriages drove slowly along the straight avenue. These carriages were either exquisite, gorgeous, or majestic. Badges of different patterns were engraved on the outside of the carriages, representing different families. The carriages passed through the entire town and drove into the majestic castle located halfway up the mountain.
The castle opened its gates to welcome all visitors.
Carriages stopped one after another in the open space in front of the Viscount's Mansion. One by one, lords, ladies, young masters and young ladies dressed in their best clothes got off the carriages. They walked into the newly decorated Viscount's Mansion with the welcome of the old butler.
Most of these distinguished guests knew each other. They greeted each other and talked about topics of recent interest.
The hall of the Viscount's Mansion gradually became a little crowded from being spacious. The number of guests at this birthday party exceeded that of any previous banquet. This was a sign of success, meaning that the host of this banquet had greatly improved his social status and gained a lot of social contacts.
Guests arrived one after another, all the guests on the invitation were present, and the birthday party was about to officially begin.
As the cheerful music started, a slender girl in an elegant light pink dress walked down the stairs from the second floor.
All the guests looked up at her.
She has long, bright golden hair, and wears a simple yet beautiful flower crown on her hair. Her facial features are bright and delicate, her emerald eyes are like a clear spring, her cheeks are white with a hint of red, and her lips are pink, exuding the breath of youth everywhere.
What a stunning beauty, like an elegant tulip about to bloom.
She was the protagonist of the party and the center of everyone's attention. She was Elena Opry Mansa Field.
Elena stood on the small platform in the middle of the stairs, maintaining an elegant demeanor, lightly lifting the hem of her skirt, and perfectly saluted the guests.
The guests returned the greetings.
Elena smiled and delivered her welcome speech from the small platform. "Thank you all for coming. I am deeply grateful that you took the time out of your busy schedules to attend my birthday party. Your blessings are the best gift I have ever received. Everyone, Elena thanks you again for coming."
Elena lifted her skirt again and gave a perfect bow.
The guests applauded and laughed, giving her a warm response.
The cheerful waltz plays and the host leads the first opening dance.
The guests who were originally crowded together suddenly felt a sinking sensation at their backs, and were pushed apart by an irresistible force. This force was not overbearing, but it was not gentle either. The guests involuntarily separated into two sides, making way for a passage.
A tall and strong man wearing a dress-style knight's uniform, with an aura as lofty and unfathomable as the starry sky, walked through the aisle and walked towards Elena.
The guests were whispering to each other, and those who knew the identity of the visitor were pointing out the man's identity to those who did not.
Lord Shino Meteor Demigod, the youngest Demigod in history.
It turns out that the scandal between him and Miss Viscount Field is true.
There was a gleam of gossip in the guests' eyes.
Leonard came close to Elena and stopped in front of the small platform.
The small platform was only separated from the hall by four steps. Leonard was tall. He raised his hand and came in front of Elena.
"I wonder if I might have the honor of asking Miss Elena to dance the first dance?"
Elena bit her lip slightly to stop the corners of her lips from rising, and stretched out her hand.
Leonard quickly grasped her fingertips.
Holding hands, Elena walked down from the small platform.
Elena's hand rested lightly on Leonard's shoulder. Because of the big height difference between the two, Leonard was a head taller than Elena. In order to accommodate Elena, Leonard bent down.
Small gasps were heard from several directions in the hall.
Lord Siye Liuxing really dotes on Miss Viscount Field and bends down for her. Everyone was surprised and amazed in their hearts.
Ignoring the inhalations, Elena and Leonard slid onto the dance floor and began to twirl.
One is a mid-level wizard, the other a demigod knight. They both have excellent control over their bodies and the ability to distinguish the beats of music. Accompanied by the rhythm and drums, they stretch their bodies gracefully and dance. Every spin is so perfect, like a breeze across the lake, without any trace of deliberate stiffness, so smooth and comfortable.
As they kept spinning, the two of them only had eyes for each other, and the guests around them all became blurry background boards.
Elena smiled, a bright smile, her long golden hair wrapped around Leonard and entangled his heart.
Leonard also smiled, a sunny smile, with stars appearing in his eyes, gathering into brilliant star clusters.
After the first opening dance, the guests also went off to dance. Leonard squeezed Elena's hand and took her to the small garden outside.
"What are you doing?" Elena didn't dare to leave. She was the host today, and she couldn't just leave and leave the guests in the hall.
"Don't worry, it will be quick," Leonard said.
The two of them arrived at the small garden. Leonard made sure that there were no eyesores around and immediately got down to business.
"Elena, I, I have something to tell you, I..." However, when the words came to his lips, Leonard suddenly backed off.
Elena:?
She suddenly felt a sense of anticipation.
Under Elena's gaze, Leonard's ears turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then the red spread to his face, staining a large area red.
Elena's expectations grew along with the red.
Is he going to confess his feelings to her?
If so, it is not impossible.
Elena suppressed her bubbling joy and waited.
Leonard held it in for a long time before finally saying, "Elena, can you return the dagger to me? I can exchange it for another gift."
???
You've been holding it in for so long just to say this?
That's it? That's it?
Elena, realizing her self-conceit, felt annoyed, angry, ashamed and embarrassed, as if she had been slapped in the face.
Elena shook off Leonard's hand and turned to leave.
Leonard quickly grabbed her.
"The dagger was given to you by Lord Glenn. I don't want another man's gift to stay with you." Leonard was anxious and blurted out his true thoughts.
Elena stopped, but didn't look back or pay any attention to him.
Leonard licked his lips nervously. The truth had already been spoken, and he had no way back out. He could only bite the bullet and continue speaking.
"I know Lord Glenn is a very good and excellent person. I gave the dagger away myself. I can't blame Lord Glenn, and I can't blame you either. But, but I'm still jealous."
"That time at the magic market in the royal capital, you refused to accompany me to buy armor for Lord Glenn. I was very sad at that time. Even to this day, I still feel sad when I think about it."
"Because I want to be the person you value most. I want to be the only one in your eyes and in your heart."
Leonard's voice became lower and lower, and the emotion in his words became more and more aggrieved.
He has always been a loner, detached from human society, and only thinking about upgrading himself. He never knows the routines of love and is not interested in them. He only knows that if he likes someone, he should treat her well, but when she treats others better, he doesn't know what to do.
He was sad and felt wronged, but he could only keep it in his heart.
It was not until he realized that continuing like this would make him even sadder that he dared to try to speak out his words, wanting her to understand his feelings and wanting her to show him an attitude.
"Elena, I like you. I like your innocence, your kindness, your willfulness, and your careful calculation. But I don't like you looking at other men because I will be jealous."
Leonard clenched the hand tightly, and the warmth from his hand gave him the courage to tell the truth.
"Elena, can you just look at me?"
Elena's embarrassment had completely disappeared with Leonard's confession.
It turns out that she was not the only one who was moved in this relationship.
He also moved, and was even deeper in it than she was.
Elena actually felt a little proud.
That's right, she is so great, so outstanding, and so cute, how could no one like her?
Leonard has helped her so much and treated her so well, so the normal answer is that he likes her.
Although she had never been in a relationship, Elena, who had read so many novels, animations, and movies, quickly realized that she was in a superior position in this relationship.
Elena couldn't help but want to use Joe to tease Leonard.
But Elena suddenly felt a little at a loss as to how to deal with Joe.
Oops, she hasn't studied it.
What she studies most is the krypton gold upgrade.
Leonard, who waited for Elena's response for a long time, felt his heart gradually turn cold.
Doesn't she have any feelings for him, whether romantic or not?
Did he mess up the relationship?
If he hadn't said it, he could still stay with her as a friend, but now that he had said it, could she still let him stay?
Leonard couldn't help but hold Elena's hand tightly: "Elena." There was a hint of pleading in his voice.
Elena was recalling the love scenes she had seen, but her thoughts were interrupted by Leonard's call.
"Okay, I got it." Elena gave up on reminiscing and decided to just go her own way.
"You like me and want to be with me, right?" Elena turned around.
Leonard nodded.
"Of course you can." Elena replied.
Leonard reached heaven in a second, his eyes widening in disbelief.
"But," Elena added another but, "but I have to make it clear, I'm only 16 years old, still very young, and I'm just beginning to understand the world. Maybe I will change in the future, maybe I'll find that I like someone else more, or maybe by then you'll no longer like me and have moved on to another woman."
Leonard shook his head vigorously. He didn't think he would.
Elena gestured to stop: "Listen to me first. What I mean is, let's make a pact. No matter who of us changes his mind first, we must speak honestly. Don't hide it, don't try to have it both ways. Let's break up peacefully first, and wait at least a year before pursuing someone else. Don't let us become a joke among others, okay?"
What Elena hates most is concealment and cheating in relationships, because she is a victim of this kind of relationship. Although her father was divorced when her mother met him, because the time gap was too close, everyone thought her mother was a mistress, and she was said to be an illegitimate daughter since she was a child.
She hated those who bullied her, but she hated her father even more, because the source of the problem was her father. Her father's consistent philandering made everyone disbelieve in her mother's innocence and her own innocence. The sins committed by her father had to be borne by an innocent person like her, and she hated it.
So she made an agreement with Leonard that if one of them changed his mind in the future, they would break up first and wait for a year before pursuing the person they liked. This was the fairest way to do it, and it would not disgust her ex or her future partner.
Leonard didn't expect the conditions to be so simple.
He was ecstatic.
"Yes, I can, I promise, I can swear it now."
Leonard took out a scroll from his space ring and wrote down the contract details on it. He also added a penalty: those who broke the contract would suffer the backlash of aging three hundred years. Then he cut his finger and sealed the contract with blood.
Leonard handed the contract to Elena: "It's your turn."
Elena's mouth twitched. He was too fast, and the price of breach of contract was too high. She would age three hundred years, and she would only live for a few years. Signing this contract meant that if she didn't live to be over three hundred years old, she wouldn't even have the capital to change her mind.
Leonard urged her, "It's your turn." He couldn't wait any longer.
Elena wanted to discuss it: "Can the penalty for breach of contract be changed? I'm only 16 years old, and the price of 300 years..."
Leonard interrupted her directly: "I'm only 34 years old, which means I've only lived 18 years longer than you."
The 18-year gap, when viewed over a period of 300 years, is almost negligible.
Elena: ...
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