Jamila smiled wryly, noncommittal to Belluga's words.

"In such an accident, you are not at fault in the slightest, and you should not see yourself as an unfortunate person, because there will be many men who love you, and you will soon find the man you love, and the beautiful and happy life that belongs to you is waiting for you not far away. Beruga continued to say to himself.

"Well, father, you don't need to say any more, mother has already told me enough. Jamila said impatiently, and then her expression became solemn, and her tone became serious, "I don't grieve for his death anymore, after all, he is such a distant and unreal existence for me, and he expects me not to grieve too much because of him. I don't have to go against his will, and I don't have to embarrass myself. I'm just a little confused and depressed right now. ”

Bruga immediately asked, "What else is there to be frustrated about? My good daughter, can you speak up? Let me enlighten you well, it's really not good for you to be sullen like this, and your mother and I are also distressed and unhappy when we look at it." ”

"Say it?" No, ......" Jamila quickly shook her head and said, her face also blushing slightly, "I mean, I can't tell you...... But you really don't have to worry, I'm really fine. ”

"Alas, my precious daughter has really grown up, and now she can't talk to me about her thoughts!" said Beruga, as if angry, "too, tomorrow you will be seventeen years old, and you will officially grow up." Okay, I don't care what you're thinking, anyway, you promised me that tomorrow, which is your birthday, you must come out of this state, be happy, be happy, you know?"

"Okay, I see, father, go back and recuperate, and leave me alone. Jamila urged.

Belluga stood up and said solemnly: "There is another very important thing, you must go to the arena with me tomorrow afternoon to watch the athletic meeting, because someone will give you a very special birthday present, and this is the last step of your coming-of-age ceremony tomorrow, do you understand?"

"Arena, what is this special birthday present, and who gave it to me?" asked Jamila, frowning, confused.

"Tomorrow, you'll know," Belluga said. Anyway, you listen to me and come with me to the arena when the time comes. ”

Jamila nodded and didn't ask more.

"By the way, what do you think of Mr. Oslo?" asked Beruga, looking at Jamila with a concerned gaze, as if he was looking forward to her answer.

Jamila tilted her head sideways and thought for a moment under Beruga's gaze, and when Belluga couldn't help blinking her eyes two or three times, she said, "Oh, I remember, Mr. Oslo? is that your business partner, the businessman who is almost thirty years old?"

Belluga hurriedly said: "It's him, he is indeed my business partner...... But what makes him more notable is his nobility, and he is the nephew of our lord of Kulau, Mr. Rodra, and you must know that, right?"

Jamila leaned her head and body against the wall next to her again, and said disapprerovingly: "What does it matter if you know him? What does his identity have to do with me? I seem to have seen him a few times, but I can't remember what he looks like, and I don't know who he is...... I can't make a meaningful assessment of him, and I don't bother to judge him. ”

"Uh...... How can you be so indifferent to him? He's such a big man, it's hard for ordinary people to get close to him! And he's a very good man! he's been very good to me, and he's good to you!" Beruga became more and more agitated, "Doctor Bartley was the one who introduced me, and he sent someone to take me to this doctor. Because of him, I have suffered less from many injuries, and in addition, he has helped my business a lot in the past year or two......"

Jamila interrupted him, and said in a lazy and impatient voice: "Father, I am not interested in him at all, you don't have to tell him anymore, if you have nothing important, just leave me alone, I want to be quiet." Otherwise, I'll be like this tomorrow, don't blame me for not listening to you!"

"Okay, I won't say anything, my good daughter, I'll leave now, you promised me, tomorrow will be fine!" said Belluga, quickly turning around and walking quickly towards the door, he was really afraid that his daughter would be in this state tomorrow, so he didn't dare to say more to annoy Jamila.

It wasn't until after Belluga had left that Jamila reopened her eyes and looked out the window at the snowy sky.

"Why didn't my father mention it to me if I wasn't interested in someone. And the people I care about have been nothing but news?" Jamila muttered to herself.

"Why you?" said Jamila, her face suddenly flushed, as if she remembered something that made her feel shy, and she couldn't help but show a happy, obviously heartfelt smile, but this smile was fleeting, and the next moment it was replaced by a look of frustration, and her tone became cold, "Why not you?"

"Well, where are you now?Will you really come back to me tomorrow?Aren't you just talking about it, and now you're at the end of the earth, and you're happy, aren't you?," Jamila looked at the sky and bowed her head, as she asked these questions that would not have been answered.

But soon, all the negativity on her face was swept away, because there was a firmness in her heart that made her look forward and believe more resolutely after being overwhelmed by depression and loss.

"No, I know you're going to come back to me, I'm sure you're going to come back to me!" she said excitedly, looking up at the window, as if to the sky. Then, she reached for the liren on the bedside table and played it earnestly, pouring all her girlish feelings into the beautiful tune......

Of course, the naïve and innocent Jamila would not have thought that the person she was not interested in at all, Oslo, had already taken a fancy to her, and like a hungry wolf, he had been eyeing her and coveting her for a long time. Tomorrow's athletic meeting was held by Oslo in order to please her, and he tried to ask his uncle Rodra to hold it.

He arranged everything, just waiting for Jamila's birthday to come tomorrow, he would win the championship in that athletic tournament according to his plan, and then give it to Jamila on the spot to win Jamila's favor. And at that time, in front of her father and many onlookers, Jamila wanted to refuse, how easy was it to say?

Oslo's move is very insidious, clearly to force Jamila to accept herself. As long as he said some vague and ambiguous words when he gave the athletic championship as a gift to Jamila, and then Jamila was under pressure to accept his "gift" and the accompanying "dedication", it was very likely that the others would have another understanding after listening to it.

After that, Oslo spread some remarks in the streets of Kurau that Jamila liked him and was willing to marry him, and Jamila would probably become Oslo's fiancée. If this is the case, then Jamila will be in a very difficult situation. And Oslo will definitely use his money and power to use many insidious means to achieve his goal of marrying Jamila.

It's not hard to guess why Oslo is so confident that he will win tomorrow's athletic championship - partly because his martial arts skills are so good that even a fighter like Kersmod can't take advantage of him. On the other hand, it naturally involves shady transactions, and through these transactions, Oslo can be said to have basically controlled the direction of this athletic conference, and has determined the outcome of tomorrow's athletic conference. In other words, he has already made himself the champion of tomorrow's athletic conference, and if there is no accident, the champion must be him.

And Oslo was able to win the championship of tomorrow's athletic conference nine times out of ten, and he also took some special measures to rule out some surprises, such as Enqi.

It was rumored on the street that Eun Qi was unable to participate in the competition because of an unhealed leg injury, but in fact, after a few days of treatment and recuperation, the arrow wound on Eun Qi's leg has basically healed. Because his arrow wound was not deep, the snowfield bandit who shot this arrow at him had been pierced through the brain by Enqi's quick spear at the same time as he shot this arrow. Although the arrow was still shot, it was already lacking in strength, and it only pierced into Enqi's thigh lightly.

Not only was his leg injury healed, but he was so excited when he learned that Kurau was about to host a competitive tournament that he couldn't wait to sign up for. However, when he was about to go to the arena in high spirits, Beruga stopped him and made it clear that he could not go to the arena. Enqi asked the reason in surprise, and Beruga said that since Enqi had become the guardian of his family, he could no longer casually show his face outside and show off, so as not to cause some unnecessary trouble for him and Jamila to come back.

Although there is a little truth to this reason, it seems too far-fetched to make Enqi give up participating in this competitive conference. However, from the day he decided to stay at Beruga's house, Enqi had made Beruga the object of his allegiance, and from then on he obeyed his words and would never disobey him in the slightest, which was a manifestation of his chivalrous spirit of loyalty and trustworthiness. Although he was not knighted and was not recognized by the public, he always demanded that he abide by the spirit of chivalry and express himself like a true knight.

As his master, Beruga asked him not to attend the upcoming athletic convention, so he had to suppress his enthusiasm and comply with Beruga's request like a knight following the orders of his lord.

And the real reason why Belluga asked him not to participate in this athletic tournament, of course, Enqi will not know. In fact, Enqi's participation in the athletic tournament will surely be excellent with his superior fighting skills, especially his spear skills, which will not only allow him to gain personal honor, but also add glory to Beiluga as his master. From the point of view of personal wishes, Belluga was very supportive of Enqi's participation in the athletic conference, but under the coercion and temptation of someone, Beruga had no choice but to give up his personal will, comply with that person's request, and prevent Enqi from participating in the athletic tournament.

There was no doubt that the man was none other than Oslo. Oslo knew Enqi very well about his character, and knew that he was arrogant and cold, and that money and power were not enough to tempt him. If Enqi participates in this competitive conference, he will definitely become a very headache opponent for Oslo, and if he can't say that he will win the championship nine times out of ten, he will be taken away by Enqi. Therefore, Oslo tried every means to prevent Enqi from participating in this athletic conference, and the key point was Enqi's current owner, Belluga.

When Beruga returned home three days earlier, he learned from his wife that his future son-in-law, Soraton, had been killed in battle, and then he confirmed Soraton's death from Jamila. After a brief period of grief, Belluga had a new plan.

The next day, Oslo sent someone to invite Belluga to his house for lunch, and Belluga told Oslo about Soraton's death. Oslo was thrilled to learn that Soraton had already died on the battlefield, and the next plan was to hold a competitive tournament on Jamila's birthday, then win the championship himself, and give it to Jamila as a birthday present.

Belluga is both intimidated and clinging to Oslo, the so-called business partner. Oslo is rich in the first place, and the power is tilted towards Kulau, and Belluga not only does not dare to offend him, but also often thinks about scolding him, because in addition to helping him earn more money, Oslo can also let him have a higher status and even enter the palace of nobility. Being a prominent nobleman is something that countless commoners dream of, and Belluga is one of them.

Beruga had known that Oslo had a crush on his daughter, and he hoped that Jamila would marry him. As soon as Jamila became Oslo's wife, it meant that as Oslo's father-in-law, he would immediately have untold wealth and the status of a prominent nobleman he dreamed of. However, due to the marriage contract between Soraton and Jamila, he could only give up this hope, after all, Soraton's father had saved his life, and he had already decided to marry his daughter to Soraton as a reward. Although he was a man of money and snobbery, he was by no means ungrateful.

Soraton's death had rekindled a strong desire in Beruga's heart, and it seemed that nothing could dispel his hope, that he would marry his daughter to Oslo as he wished, and overnight he would become a nobleman from a commoner to a high nobleman, with great power and countless dinars.

Therefore, when Oslo proposed some plans against his daughter, Bruga not only did not object, but also volunteered to assist Oslo to better complete these plans, such as asking Jamila to come with him to watch at the upcoming athletic convention, and when the time comes, he will also exert invisible pressure on Jamila not to reject Oslo in public, accept his birthday gifts, and the ambiguous words that appear to be blessings but are actually courtship.

Everything seemed to be going according to Oslo's plan, the last day before the tournament was over, and night was falling. And in the night, time still passes minute by minute, and the day will finally come again.

Some time before dawn, in a room on the second floor of a tavern near the Kulau Arena, Kosmund lay quietly on his bed, his brow furrowed for some reason.

In the dream, he rode a horse and galloped forward quickly, and behind him, a large group of black shadows chased after him like a dark cloud.

In front of him sat on horseback, and he could not be sure who she was, except that he could really feel that it was a woman, just as he could not be sure whether the group of dark shadows chasing after him were men or demons.

This group of dark shadows, who didn't know what it was, released a sense of oppression like a raging tide to him, and turned into a deep fear that hit his heart.