Chapter 1167: Regret
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"Yes...... I see. Hearing the news from the front, Roland only felt a sinking in his heart for no reason, and after a long while, he whispered back, "How is your injury now." ”
Then there was a wordless silence.
When he spoke again, it was a few minutes later, "No, that's not your fault, and there shouldn't be ifs at this time." Now that the threat from the front line has been lifted, come back for a long vacation and have a good rest. ”
After hanging up, Roland leaned back in his chair and let out a long sigh.
Nightingale seemed to anticipate something, and instead of flashing to the table as usual, she walked up to him step by step, "Is it a call from the leaf?"
"Hmm. Roland closed his eyes and said, "The war is over, and the First Army has captured Taqira at a very small cost, and found the half-built tower base in the Shenshi Pit. Although the ambush plan failed, the enemy demon slayer was confirmed to be killed, and the curse was gone, which can be said to be a blessing in misfortune, but ......" he paused, "Ash and Elena did not survive. ”
"W-fool?" the nightingale froze, and then turned her head away.
"Listening to the lightning, the ashes became transcendent at the end, and died with the devil, leaving nothing but a small piece of fused hilt. Roland said slowly.
When he saw the ambush site besieged by the enemy through the illusion instrument, he knew that the plan had been deviated, and judging from the devil's arrangement, it seemed that he was waiting for the witch to strike. Unfortunately, the light curtain could only see the corner of the battlefield, and the task force quickly disappeared from view after deciding to retreat westward, so that he was anxious for the next day and a half.
In fact, at that moment, Roland already had the worst in his heart.
The end result was much better than he expected.
But even so, when he really learned the news of the casualties, he found that he was not at all relieved.
After all, he was the one who passed the ambush plan.
"As arrogant and arrogant as the Ash fellow is, at least he's serious about every choice he makes......" Nightingale pressed her hand to the back of his hand, "Elena is even more so, I'm sure they've been prepared for it, you don't have to take the blame on yourself - what you say to the leaves will apply to you as well." ”
Roland nodded, he still didn't understand why the devil could see through the whole operation in advance, and even regarded the goal of annihilating the witch as more important than the holy city of Tachira, but the fact could not be changed - as the leader of the Gray Keep and the united front, he must not show any depressed look in front of everyone, no matter what difficulties and setbacks he encountered.
If even he is in a trough, how can he support those who are even more sad?
Let's say Tilly.
This is also the problem that Roland feels most difficult to face at the moment.
Judging from Ye Zi's relay of Lightning's words, the relationship between the two is probably much closer than he originally thought. Although Tilly didn't appear grief-stricken at the time, and still put transporting the wounded first, the loss of concentration in her eyes couldn't be concealed - in the words of lightning, it was as if she had suddenly lost her luster. As for why the little girl secretly conveyed that last word to him, it is estimated that she also hopes that he can appease Tilly well.
And that's what Roland is best at.
I can only take one step at a time, he thought to himself.
That afternoon, the Seagull returned to Neverwinter.
The first people to return were witches who were uninjured or had recovered from minor injuries. Those who are more seriously injured still need to recuperate in the frontline camp for a period of time to wait for Nanawa to heal the wounds completely.
Roland personally brought the rest of the alliance to the airport to welcome them back.
Anna, Agatha, Moliel, Phyllis...... Everyone walked down the gangway one by one, and hugged each other with Shujuan, Nightingale, Sharon and the others in turn, and the ordinary clerks in the alliance, such as Suzu, Gray Rabbit, and Pearl, were among them - whether it was a battle witch or a non-battle witch, whether it was a survivor of the new generation or the Federation period, whether it was an awakened person or an ordinary person, at this moment, there was no difference between them.
The last one to come down was Tilly.
Roland walked up to her, "That ......"
"Can I talk to you alone, brother?" said Tilly, holding her head.
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Back at the castle office, Roland confessed a few words to the nightingale and closed the door with his own hands.
"Okay, what do you want to say......" As soon as he turned around, he felt a sudden tightening in his chest, and a figure leaned forward.
"Don't move, please," Tilly hugged him, her voice trembling slightly, "let me lean on this for a while, and I'll be fine for a while......"
Speaking of the back, her voice was already crying, and the fingers that were clutching her back were getting harder and harder, almost as if they were about to sink into the flesh.
I see.
She was just like herself - as the guide of the Sleeping Curse, she could never show excessive sadness in front of everyone, and the deeper the feelings, the more painful it was to restrain them. It is not easy to persist until now.
Roland patted her lightly on the back and said, "There's no need to endure it anymore, don't worry about crying, no one here can hear ......"
"Uh......h Woo......"
Tilly let out an extremely suppressed sob, then grew louder and louder, and finally let out a cry that he had never heard before—even when he was maliciously bullied by the fourth prince as a child, the other party had never been so sad. It is like a person who has lost a treasure, and his cry is full of sorrow.
It no longer matters whether there is verbal comfort or not.
What he can do is accompany her to catharsis to the end.
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At the same time, the front-line camps.
The tent was lifted, and Savi walked in with a bowl of fried potion.
"Do you want to drink this thing again?" Andrea mumbled. Her legs were wrapped in gauze, and her cheeks were covered in ointment—not much of a healing effect, but the cold touch at least counteracted some of the pain. "I can't drink without sugar. ”
"That'...... I'm going to ask the medical team what they want?" Savi hesitated.
"Where will the medical team have sugar, and it's not in Neverwinter. Forget it, help me up. ”
Andrea sat up and took the bowl and drank the bitter painkiller.
"Ahem, is Nanava still busy, how long will I have to wait for her treatment?"
"I asked, and it would be about three or four days, and she said that those witches were much more injured than you, and she said, ......"
"What else?"
Sawei muttered quietly, "And said that your leg injury just looks scary, but it's not fatal, just drink the medicine honestly." ”
Andrea rolled her eyes, "I'm not that muscular monster, how can an injury of this magnitude grow naturally?"
The latter's eyes couldn't help but turn red.
"Well," Andrea coughed twice, "when I didn't say that." ”
"No......" Sawei shook her head, "I just thought that your expression just now was a bit like ashes, so I couldn't help but ......"
"What am I doing like her—" She frowned, and forced her down again. Seems a bit vulgar to say that, huh...... Aristocratic demeanor, aristocratic demeanor. "That...... I'm just a little tired, so you can go back and rest. Remember to talk to Lightning or Maisie in advance next time, and ask them to bring some honey back from their patrols, at least it will make it easier for me to drink the medicine. ”
"yes, I see. ”
"Thank you. ”
After Savi left, Andrea found that she could not calm down.
You know that if a person is strong, he will become something extraordinary in the end, do you think you are the queen of Starfall?
It's good now, I killed the Devil King, and I became a hero who saved everyone. If only that's it—
She lay down again and pressed her hand to her face.
...... Bastard, haven't you thought about it.
Becoming like this, how can I surpass you again.