Chapter 19 The Secret Mind is a samurai camellia with a severed head
Yerna. Haifar has been in a trance and unwell since completing the mission very badly.
Now, at his most powerless, hesitant moment, he could not help but accept his fatigue, facing the unattainable object of his mind, the nearby Perslin. Rhaegar asked very excessively for his wishes.
Perslin. Rhaegar's true color and appearance happen to complement each other, like a young fox of the Xihan breed with the sharp teeth of a mountain leopard. His face, which always showed a cold and tired color, and the pair of meteor-colored eyes that made people mistakenly think that he was about to walk into the dark night and lose his mind, actually sparked a wonderful fire with his cunning and cunning and obedient temperament. This kind of taste is that the chef who takes a risky trick will use the excessive spices to bring out the ecstasy of the already exquisite cuisine.
Even anyone who is reluctant to reveal his true character will be intoxicated at the very beginning of the fight, as if he had eaten his clever kitten posture, wise frame, and clever conversation in reason.
Now, it's time for him to show his usual tricks. Maybe he didn't need any high-level moves to be able to eat away at the soul of the object in front of him.
"Sit down, Jerna. You look so tired, do you want to go back and rest? β
Yerna. Hayfar shook his head, trying to concentrate his thoughts, and he felt a little dizzy and feverish.
He sat down in front of Rhaegar and cleared his throat: "Your Excellency, I have a reluctant request. β
He looked up at Rhaegar as if asking for help.
Rhaeggar's silver eyes encouraged him to continue, "Just say it, Yerna. β
"Yes... I have to take a long vacation, maybe a month or so. β
Rhaegar didn't look stunned at all, and nodded peacefully: "Of course, that unexpected change of events has given you too much stimulation. You don't need to feel any guilt, though. β
"It's not guilt," said Hellfaat, "just melancholy and tiredness. Maybe I shouldn't have volunteered for this kind of task, as the other party said, I'm just a naΓ―ve scientist, but I'm not ashamed to say that I can slay a dragon. β
Rhaegar looked at him with concern, "Perhaps, I'm putting too much pressure on youβ"
Haifa was taken aback and quickly said, "It's not because of you, it's just that I really can't get rid of the knots that night." β
Rhaegar said mildly, "Well, maybe a good rest will recover." Is one month enough? β
Haifar happily said: "Enough. β
With a look of pity, Rega said: "If it weren't for the acting prime minister and chairman of the parliament, I would have liked to wander around with you." The ice fields of Casida and the flowering fields of Soia are excellent resort areas. β
Hyfat subconsciously avoided the vague attention in Rhaeggar's gaze, and he said uncomfortably and with some pleasure: "Then, I take my leave, Your Excellency." You've been delayed all night, and you must have a lot of business to take care of. β
As if he suddenly remembered a trivial matter, Rhaegar asked pleasantly, "By the way, can you leave the 'invisible' with me while you are on vacation?" β
Haifar was a little surprised, but didn't think so: "Of course you can." β
He thought for a moment, took out a piece of paper and a coil of tape from his pocket, and handed it to Rhaegara: "What you commissioned me last time has been done. β
Rhaegar sat quietly until Hayfat had actually left, when he suddenly giggled slyly and maniacally, as if he had put on another mask.
He laughed and said, "Poor boy, he seems to have been hit hard. Come out! Mr. Eavesdropping. β
The walkway behind him sounded the sound of footsteps as light as a kitten's tiptoe, and a cold and stiff figure approached him. It was a grim-looking man, dressed in a loose robe that was evidently awkward.
Rhaegar looked at the stiff-faced man in front of him as if he were appreciating, and exclaimed, "In a few days, there won't be any discomfort." Thanks to the ruthless move of bringing the dead back to life, you have a new identity and a new beginning, Mr. Phoenix. β
The man known as Phoenix seemed to be a little unaccustomed and stunned. Noting this, Rhaegar said as if warning: "You have to hurry up and get used to it, just like you used the name in the first place, Fi, Ni, K, Si." β
This time Phoenix's reaction was much quicker. He frowned at the smiling Rhaegar, and his voice was unnaturally hoarse: "He may be drifting away from you, Perslin." β
"You mean, Yerna?"
Phoenix nodded. Through the setting sun, his face took on an eerie tenseness.
Rhaegar laughed very arrogantly, "Do you understand that child's feelings for meβ"
Phoenix interrupted him in a vicissitudes but powerful tone: "It is because he loves you that he has the possibility of turning his back on you." You should know that he longs for the Perslin. Rhaegar isn't you, half of you at best. β
He looked at Rhaegar steadily, "Be careful, there is nothing that can lead to betrayal more than the shame of knowing that you have been deceived." β