Chapter 57: Why, Why is it like this?

The next day, when the sun was rising high and even had a tendency to set, Dia woke up from a faint sleep.

He lay on the bed and chirped, his body was aching because of his weakness, and the slightest movement would lead to a move all over his body, and he immediately grinned in pain, which made him seem to return to the unbearable time when he was in the quiet forest.

He tried to call on the Nefarem bloodline again, and this time the bloodline finally responded.

"Looks like three or four more days would be fine. ”

Looking around, Claire didn't know where she had gone, but she saw that there was food on the table and a cup of goat's milk.

Dia tried to stand up, but as soon as she was slightly waisted, a sharp pain hit her, as if the muscles of her whole body were tearing.

Bang, Dia simply fell on the bed, her eyes glazed, her eyes stared at the top of the tent in a daze, and she didn't want to move her fingers, like a salted fish that had lost her dreams.

Hungry...... If you don't come again, you're going to starve to death, Claire, where are you dead, did you deliberately put food so far away for me, I think you're deliberately making things difficult for me.

The farthest distance in the world, no, the distance between life and death.

Rather, the food is right in front of you, and you can't eat it even if you starve to death.

Why, why did it become like this, I knew it would be like this, it would have been better to have a tent with Harbert and them.

Da, da, the crisp sound of horses' hooves sounded...... Ruth probed and looked at Dia on the ground.

"What's wrong with you?"

Dia's eyes lit up at first, but when he saw Ryoma's four hooves, they quickly dimmed again.

"Where's Claire, call him over and kick him twice for me. ”

"The half-elf little white face went hunting with the minotaur team. β€œ

Dia was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "What about Hubbard?"

"He picks flowers on the hillside behind the tribe. ”

Dia asked casually, "For Avna?"

Ryoma froze, and his eyes instantly became very unkind.

The other person doesn't want to talk to you and stomps you heavily on the leg.

"Ahβ€”β€” Ruth, you're murdering!

Dia looked at it feebly.

"Call Harbert over and tell him to pick it later, I'm dying of hunger. ”

"Hmph. Ryoma Shi Ran stepped up the horse's hooves and trotted away.

"Oh, woman. ”

......

Soon, footsteps sounded outside, and Dia looked excitedly at the door and said, "Habert, are you countingβ€”huh?"

Avna poked her head and whispered, 'That'...... I heard screams just now, so I came over and took a look. β€œ

It doesn't matter who it is, as long as you have five fingers, I'll admit a drow elf!

Dia looked at her with a blank look, gestured to the food next to her, and said, "I'm starving to death now, and I can't move in pain, otherwise you can feed me." ”

She hesitated, nodded and said, "Okay, okay." ”

Avna picked up the food, sat down beside Dia with some embarrassment, tore off a piece of bread, and handed it to his lips.

Chewing on the food, Dia's heart is in tears, for a bite to eat, am I easy, damn Claire!

However, it is not in vain to let the princess of a country feed it by herself.

Avna's face was slightly red, and for the first time in sixteen years, she had fed other men besides her father.

She thought: He doesn't look very big, at most about the same age as my brother, and he is very cute, why is he so powerful?

Neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

This atmosphere made Dia feel uncomfortable, and in order to break this atmosphere, Dia chewed her food and asked vaguely, "How does it feel to be an adventurer?"

Avna paused, was silent for a moment, and said, "It's not good, it's not good at all...... When I was a child, I lived in the royal palace all the time, and rarely had the opportunity to go out of the city, so I could only imagine the outside world from the words and pictures in the books, as well as the pictures in the palace. ”

"At that time, my greatest wish was to escape from the palace, which I had long since been tired of seeing, like a prison, and to see the real world with my own eyes...... In my fantasy wonderful world. β€œ

"Now that you've seen it with your own eyes, how does it feel? ”

β€œ...... It's all a lie. Avna pursed her lips and clenched her little fists.

Dia was slightly stunned, then nodded and agreed: "Indeed, everything is a lie, how can the world be as beautiful as in the painting." ”

Dia can understand that the calligraphy and paintings that Avna's father showed her are probably all positive things, after all, as a princess of a country, she doesn't need to face it, to experience those dirty and rancid facts and truths, she just needs to lean on the soft and luxurious velvet soft table with peace of mind, and it is enough to collect thousands of favors.

"So how do you feel now? ”

"I'm tired, I've had enough. ”

Dia sighed and comforted: "Although the world is not so beautiful, as long as you get used to it, there is always something sparkling that can attract you." β€œ

Avna's eyes darkened, and she murmured, "I wish I could see it." β€œ

Dia opened her mouth to enlighten her again, but when she saw Avna's hopeless eyes, she suddenly didn't know how to speak.

Alas, this may be the sorrow of the so-called idealists.

Breaking into society with a longing and fantasy for the future life, they often pursue perfection and fairness, but how can there be perfection and fairness in the world, when the enthusiastic but unrealistic ideals in their hearts are brutally knocked down by malicious reality, numbness and despair fill their hearts, and they lose hope for the future.

The strong will be reborn and eventually suffer or achieve something, while the weak will sink to the end and die depressed. The former is like hole and ink, and the latter is like Don Quixote.

The atmosphere grew heavier, and Dia coughed dryly, "I'll tell you a joke." ”

"Yes, you say. β€œ

"Once upon a time there was a fool in the village who shouted every day into a well, 'Thirteen, thirteen,'" and one day, a passer-by was curious, so he ran to the fool and asked, 'What are you shouting?' The fool ignored him, and still shouted 'Thirteen, thirteen,'" and the passer-by was very curious, so he went to the mouth of the well to look, but as soon as his head reached the well, the fool kicked him down, and then shouted, "Fourteen, fourteen." ”

Avna burst out laughing, laughing so hard that she didn't notice the nipple in her hand, and it landed on Dia's face and sprinkled it all over his face.

Dia: "......"

"I'm sorry. She took out her handkerchief in a panic, lowered her head, and quickly wiped it for Dia, "I'm sorry, I was careless." ”

"Dia, I'm not lateβ€”......"

Habert's words came to an abrupt end, and when he saw Avna with her back to him, her head bowed, her hand still on Dia's face, he froze in the doorway, and the wreath of grass woven by the white mound flowers slowly slipped from between her hands and fell to the ground with a thud.

Harbert: "......"

Why, why is this happening?