Chapter 69: A Step That Never Takes Forever
Maybe it's an accident, maybe it's a tacit understanding...... Although Emilia is stupid, it is not ruled out that she may be smart once in a while.
Maybe she saw the subtlety of it, and she deliberately used this way to hide people's eyes.
As a noble prince with a grace, Arthas would not quarrel with women. He had told Edward everything he wanted to say, and the plan for the day was complete, as for Amilia...... Let her go.
Anyway, it didn't matter to him whether Emilia was dead or alive, he only promised to help Emilia find the real culprit, but he never promised to protect her safety.
As for Edward...... He wouldn't argue with Emilia either. Anyway, for him, it was no shame for him to be expelled by Emilia or something.
If that inference is true - he once gave up the whole world for Emilia, then what kind of expression should he use to face Emilia now?
Should I hug her and cry, tell her about the pain I have endured and the sacrifices I have made for her, and then ask for her mercy? Or should I greet her with a smile and treat her as my lover, or should I be some more important being, endure her eyes and ridicule, and follow her in her footsteps every night?
Edward chose to remain silent.
He never intended to confess anything to Amilia, and after his amnesia, he started a completely different life.
He, for her, as him, saved her, but he was not the person she is now.
Edward only needs to complete his mission, and that is enough, and all other thoughts will be erased by time.
Although they trust each other and rely on each other, they stubbornly keep their distance from each other. As enemies who were once incompatible, both of them probably had some concerns, unwilling to bow their heads first, and reluctant to take half a step towards each other's borders.
Perhaps, an alliance across the strait is more suitable for their identity than a lover who is in love with each other.
Edward sighed and prepared to leave, but he couldn't move a single step.
"Please let us out? The night is really sad for you. Night took Edward's arm as usual, denying him a chance to escape.
"......," Emilia didn't answer.
"Men like delicate girls, but they hate hypocritical stinginess, and rejection and temper tantrums only bore them. β
"What did you say?" Emilia stared coldly at the night.
"Don't you understand? Stupid brave, no one will take your heart out of the way, even if they are lovers, they can't blindly ask for it. Everything is mutual, and as much as you give, you will naturally get as much as you get. β
Night consciously or unconsciously rested his head on Edward's shoulder, and his ambiguous speech seemed to be meaningful.
"......" Emilia fell silent.
The room was eerily quiet, with the smell of falling pins, and an acid smell mixed with the smell of gunpowder filled the narrow, dilapidated space.
"Huh. β
Arthas suddenly understood something, leaned against the wall with his arms crossed, and watched the two beautiful girls arguing as if he were watching a wonderful play.
Grunt......
Edward swallowed nervously, seemingly reading the atmosphere. Turning back to look at Arthas, Edward received encouraging glances.
Both of them understood that a brutal war was about to begin.
"I see. You're right, the effort is proportional to the return. β
Bang!
Emilia snorted coldly, slammed the door that she pushed open, then turned her head to look at the night, and asked with a smile: "Then, how much did you give?"
"Many, much more. β
"A lot, how much is that?" asked Emilia forced.
"Too much...... The limit of what can be paid at night. β
"Limit?"
"Ah, that's right. The name of the night, the body of the night, and the life of the night, all that the night has is his, and the night has no reservations. Night's face replied expressionlessly.
"......" Emilia was stunned.
She didn't expect the night to make such a straightforward statement, and she wanted to refute it, but she couldn't say half a word.
For him, Night dedicated his whole life...... This is already the limit of what a person can pay, right?
In contrast, he ......
"So, what about you, Brave, how much have you paid for him?" raised an eyebrow, and Night made an expression that only a woman could understand.
"I ...... I didn't give anything, because I don't need to!" Emilia looked at Edward's eyes unconsciously and unconsciously avoided Edward's gaze, but her mouth still did not relax, and she replied loudly.
"Oh, yes, brave man, you're really a woman with a surname. If you continue like this, you'll really be hated by him. β
"It's none of your business!"
"Oh, yes. In this case, the next night I will go home with my master. Brave, please open the door for Night, okay?" Night took Edward's arm and gestured to leave.
"Go back, go home?"
Emilia's lips twitched twice, and she put her hand on the doorknob, trying to get the people in the way away, but after thinking about it, she was not willing to admit defeat, so she moved half a step sideways and blocked the door with her body.
β...... Don't go. Emilia whispered.
"Huh, what did you just say, Brave, don't you really want us to leave? So, please stay out of the way. β
"Yes, I'm so excited...... You're guests, and IβI shouldn't drive you away. Emilia gritted her teeth hard, expending a lot of physical strength for every word she spoke.
"Oh, yes. It seems that you finally get it. Ye shook his head regretfully, "Since you say so, then let's stay." β
"Thank you......"
The demon sent a thank you, and even Emilia couldn't figure out why she was doing the same thing.
"I was thirsty at night and wanted to drink water. Night said.
"Good...... Here you go. β
Emilia walked to the other side of the room, found a clean old cup, filled it with water, and handed it to Night.
Night gently took the cup, and accidentally touched Amilia's fingers with her fingertips, and instinctively shrunk back, almost knocking the cup over.
"Cut...... I accidentally touched something dirty. Night said disgustedly.
β......β
"Master, are you thirsty?" asked the night whispering, holding the cup to Edward's mouth and pressing it to his ear.
"No, no...... I'm not thirsty. β
"Oh, yes? Forget it. Night nodded regretfully, casually spilled the water in the cup on the ground, didn't drink a sip, and then handed the empty cup back to Emilia, "Here you go." β
"......" From beginning to end, Emilia gritted her teeth and held on.
"Hey, you're enough!"
She chose to be patient, but the other couldn't!
"Ah, I'm sorry, who are you?
"IβI'm Amy Sasha, I won't allow you to bully her anymore!" Sasha snatched the empty cup, put it on the table, and then stood in front of Emilia righteously, pointing at the night angrily, "YouβWhat right do you have to order her?"
"Hey, I didn't order her. Ye innocently said, "As a guest, can't you even drink water?"
"I'm not talking about this! You, why do you say that Emilia has the last name? And who is he in your mouth? No more kidding, Emilia doesn't have to do anything for others!"
"So, for you?"
"Huh?" Sasha froze in place.
"Amisa Xia, the daughter of the previous generation of braves...... It's weird, you seem to be very dependent on Emilia, obviously you two have nothing to do with each other. Night covered her mouth, pretending to be surprised.
"I, I...... No, she ......," Sasha muttered.
"You rely on her so much, and you treat her as a sister, but she doesn't care about you at all. β
"You're lying, she, she cares about me!"
"Oh, yes? It seems that she must have told you herself, otherwise how could you have such delusions. β
Night nodded, in a way, acknowledging Emishaxia's point of view.
"......" Sasha also fell silent.
Every word of the night is merciless, straight to the point, making people feel heartbreaking, but they can't refute it.
In fact, Emilia had never said such things to her personally, perhaps it was really her delusion.
Sasha slowly looked away, her eyes full of timidity, carefully observing Emilia's reaction, but the latter just looked at her silently, and stopped talking.
Sasha panicked for a moment.
Could it be that Emilia really doesn't care about herself, and her previous comfort and encouragement to herself is just perfunctory? Because she is a gentle person, even if she changes to someone else, she will be so gentle.
"Hehe, it looks like the results are out. Arthas straightened up and walked over with a smile.
This pair of poor "sisters" were scolded by the night alone and didn't dare to raise their heads, Sasha's brutality and the arrogance of the brave disappeared at this moment, and they were completely suppressed by the strong aura of the night...... Who is this terrible woman?
"Oh, yes, let's get down to business!" Edward hurried over to play the round, "Arthas, don't you have something to say to Emilia in person." β
"That's right...... Amilia, now that Edward has returned, it's time for our plans to begin. β
The battle between the three women is finally over, but the battle that belongs to them has just begun. (To be continued.) )