After Rhines had taken away the heavy burden that her companions had brought her, Bianko spent the next two days enjoying alone time with her husband. Of course, they weren't all like sugar snuggling up to each other except sweetness, and after a "long time", the black-haired girl was finally able to share what she was struggling with with Kyild—although it was actually less than two days, but it seemed like every extra second was an ordeal for Bianko.

After getting used to Bianko's bean-pouring style of communication, Kyild occasionally couldn't help but reflect on whether he should cultivate the girl's ability to think independently. But Bianco's didn't completely give up on thinking for himself, so he hesitated a little and finally let the situation continue to develop.

On the subject of battle, he had vaguely sensed that it would affect Bianko, but he had never imagined that the girl would think about it so directly. There were battles from the capital to Timai, where they stopped, and from there back to the capital, and none of them made a good impression on Bianko. Of course, fighting doesn't make a good impression.

Bianko hasn't shied away from the topic of fighting, she's always been obsessed with wanting to "help", but in Kyalde's eyes, her reaction doesn't fall into the category of "normal". What should an ordinary girl who has never experienced a battle have to react to seeing blood, feeling pain, and approaching death? At least not immediately thinking that you need help.

What exactly does living in prison do to a person from birth? This is a question that has no standard answer. Because even Bianko herself didn't know what the prison was doing to her, she didn't know what a "normal" reaction would look like.

But Bianco's story this time allowed Kyild to discover an angle he hadn't noticed before, and Bianko wanted to help them, yes, there was no doubt about it. But that's not to say that Biancole isn't afraid to fight. She was still afraid of pain, of bloodshed, of what the battle would cause her to lose—both things and people.

Fear of fighting should make her avoid fighting, but her desire to "help" is tantamount to putting herself in the center of the fight. This kind of conflict can be confusing for most people, but for Bianko, it doesn't seem like a strange thing. For the sake of her family and friends, she would choose to keep her fears down and rack her brains to try to make herself useful.

So, seriously thinking about the battle itself, which should be a normal thing, is not so common for Bianko.

"I can't tell you how everyone feels when they're fighting." "But I can tell you how I feel." ”

Kyild closed his eyes, allowing himself to immerse himself in the memories of the past.

"There are very few people who are not afraid of fighting from the start." He told Bianko, "Those who are not afraid of battle are not afraid of the catastrophe of battle just because they have nothing to lose." I'm the same, I'm afraid of pain, I'm afraid of hurting. Because my mother gave birth to me in a wounded state, I had faced the threat of death, and I had lived under this shadow since I was a child, so I hated the hurt of fighting. ”

The attack on Sigela severely injured both mother and son, and if it weren't for Figilio's help, Sigra might have survived, but as a defenseless newborn, Kilde would have died.

For the sake of his hard-won life, he had to live in peace when he was a child, and he could not do anything overreaching, otherwise he might hurt himself. He once stubbornly ran in the courtyard, and the following three months of bed recuperation made him aware of his situation. The slightest pain, soreness, and weakness in the body is far more unbearable than being grounded.

He knew very well that it was the damage that the battle had taken on them.

When he was older, his body had recovered enough to allow him to do all kinds of sports like a normal person. Although he was subconsciously frightened by the pain at first, he eventually overcame the obstacle and practiced the martial arts that nobles should learn.

Practicing martial arts naturally entails fighting, but it's more like a sparring than a fight. They just fight with the mentality of training themselves, and there is nothing they have to do. Every son of a nobleman will have to inherit their family name and their family in the future, and only the children of the nobility who have siblings will have other choices, and among them, very few choose to pursue advanced attainments in martial arts or magic. So no one fights on the driving range with a deep, determined purpose.

When he was able to dabble in the affairs of his family, he also began to realize that "fighting" was never just a physical attack, and that mental combat was no less powerful than real blood and sweat. His father and mother fought for Nobil and the other nobles, and Nobile's ancestors fought to defend the demon king and suppress the rebels.

Later it was his turn.

Before meeting Bianko, his "battle" was a failure.

He can't forget the pain caused by Giardon, knowing that she endangered the Nobil family and used him mercilessly, but he still can't let go of the feelings he once had, so he will always be angry, and even turn his anger on Bianko.

- Then, with Bianco's company, he really won this "battle" with himself.

He seems to be starting to encounter some special battles, battles with a purpose. Instead of mechanically fighting off enemies, he wanted to protect her, because he knew how painful a fight would be, so he didn't want Bianko to feel the same pain.

So, although he still couldn't avoid the pain of the battle, as soon as he saw Bianko, who was safe and sound, he felt the pain in his body be reduced to almost imperceptible. What filled his heart was the girl's pure and immaculate face, whether it was a warm smile or a worry that made him feel distressed and satisfied, it would make him addicted.

"Fighting to protect others is something that people can do with a positive mood." He gently put his hand on the top of Bianko's head and slowly slid down a little bit, "If you fail, the person you want to protect will be hurt, so you will want to do everything you can to succeed." And when I won the battle and protected the people I wanted to protect, the sense of fulfillment and accomplishment was enough to make me forget all the pain. ”

Kryld stared intently into Bianco's eyes, and the girl's cheeks gradually turned red under his gaze. It couldn't be more obvious that Kyld wanted to protect her.

"Fear of battle is as it should be." "One should learn to avoid things that can hurt oneself, learn to protect oneself, and know how to fight," he said softly. We should never think about trading our lives for the death of our enemies, because that would be hurting our family, friends, and loved ones. But don't take it too scary. As long as you face it with caution and don't take it lightly, it won't take anything away from you. I will also assure you that I will not let impulses dominate my brain at any time, and I will not let you have a chance to lose me. ”

Bianko's eyes widened for a moment, and Kleid, who had been observing her expression intently, naturally did not let go of her changes. Maybe the girl herself didn't know, she was never as good as she thought she could help and not care about the shadow of the battle. She would follow Kyrd's orders to keep herself safe in battle, rigidly accepting the notion that "protecting herself is the only way to keep Kyrd safe", but never understood what it was for.

"The time I fought Reins Fili, you saw that I was in danger, and you were scared, unable to think normally, unable to make good judgments. If it weren't for Ranorda holding you back, you'd have allowed yourself to rush into the center of the battle. Kryld cupped Bianko's face with a serious expression, staring at her as if he wanted to see through her eyes, "I'm not going to accuse you of being reckless, Bia. But maybe you'll be able to realize that if you're in danger, I'm too upset to make the right decisions. ”

Once again, Bianko's eyes showed a look of fear, but this time it wasn't meant to be an escape.

"That's why Khoi told me to protect myself." She bowed her head like a child who had done something wrong, "If I'm in danger, I'll be in danger myself." ”

"That's right." Kyelder tenderly stroked Bianko's cheek and leaned down to look at her expression, "Although you never quite understood what I was putting you in a safe place, you have always done a good job. It's your merit, Biya, even if you don't understand something, you'll be obedient well. ”

"Because what Kai said must be right." Biancole said sullenly, "Kayi, Rano, Rosie, everyone is smarter than me and knows more than me, so what everyone asked me to do must make sense." If I don't listen, I'll cause you trouble. ”

"And I realized that these things should be explained to you." Kryd sighed softly, "You can only do it well if you truly understand what they mean, and you won't always be confused in your mind." ”

Bianco's face puffed up and she looked up at him.

"I didn't think about it!" She protested dissatisfiedly, "It was Kai who encouraged me to think more!" ”

"That's right, I didn't say it was a bad thing." Kyild couldn't help but chuckle at the girl's reaction, "You should think, that's right." Actually, I was the one who did the wrong. I used to make every decision for you without explaining anything to you, but ...... It's not fair to you. ”

Biancole tilted her head in confusion, as if she didn't quite understand what he meant.

"Hasn't Kye been explaining to me what everyone is saying?"

"It's only been a while ago." Kyild corrected the girl's words, "I haven't explained many things to you before, so this is my mistake. ”

The black-haired girl struggled for dozens of seconds, and finally seemed to give up thinking.

"Anyway, Kyi already told me everything, so it doesn't matter."

Her smile was so bright that Kyild wanted to grind his teeth, but eventually he sighed helplessly, and at the girl's exclamation, he rubbed his love-hate face like a vent.