Solandel's bedroom is in a corner of the military camp, and Garrot and the accompanying royal guards live nearby to ensure the safety of Her Royal Highness the Princess.

After returning from the dining hall, Solandel was sorting out the documents for the final handover in the room. It could be seen that she was not in a good mood because of Larson. She worked very hard when writing and almost penetrated the paper several times.

scratched.

Garrot sat on a chair by the fireplace and looked at Solandel silently. The surroundings were quiet, except for the faint sound of wind and snow outside and the crackling sound of firewood inside.

Garrot sat for a long time, touched the bridge of his nose, and whispered: "I know what Larsen said is harsh, but in a sense... it is not completely unreasonable. Your Highness, I would like to ask, what is your heart?"

Deep down, have you ever...become...you know what I'm talking about? Do you have such thoughts?"

Solandel leaned back in the chair, held her forehead and sighed: "Garlot, I hid in the room for the sake of cleanliness, not to find a place to talk to others. Please stop asking these questions that upset me.

"

Sorandel resisted so much that Garrot couldn't ask any more questions and could only continue to warm the fire.

"Dong dong dong." At this moment, the door was knocked.

Garrot went to open the door. When he saw the person standing outside, he suddenly became furious and grabbed the other person's collar: "What are you doing here?!"

I saw Asuma standing outside the door with a plate full of food. He was grabbed by Garrot's collar. His eyes widened with fright. He said tremblingly: "I'm sorry...I, I, I'm here to help."

Her Royal Highness the Princess delivered the meal."

Seeing the anger surging in Garrot's eyes, Asuma quickly added: "I didn't come on my own, this was the order of Her Royal Highness the Princess!"

Garrot frowned, looked back at Solandel, and asked coldly: "Did you ask him to come?"

Solandel nodded.

"Have you been kicked in the head by a donkey?!" Garrot yelled at Solandel for the first time.

Solandel asked inexplicably: "I didn't eat dinner well and I'm hungry. Can't I just eat a midnight snack?"

"It's okay to have late-night snacks, but this guy made late-night snacks?" Garrot took the dinner plate from Asuma's hand and dunked it directly on his head.

"Bang!" The food and soup splashed all over Asuma's body. He was so frightened that he staggered back several steps. The soup kept dripping on his face, and he stood there shivering without daring to say a word.

Garrot was so domineering, Solandel couldn't bear it any longer, and her voice became stern: "Garlot, what are you doing?! Did he offend you?!"

Garrot said coldly: "He is not offended? But the Fa Gao people are just bastards, and bastards deserve to be beaten!"

After Gallot finished speaking, he kicked Asuma and kicked him several meters away like a ball.

How could Asuma dare to have any temper in front of a strong man? He bowed his back submissively and kept mumbling apologies.

Solandel couldn't stand it any longer, and stopped directly in front of Garrot, glared at him and said, "I know you hate the Fagao people. Yes, the Fagao people behaved very badly in the Laurel War 28 years ago.

Despicable, but a nation is a nation, and individuals are individuals. There will be scum among brave nations, and there will be good people among cowardly nations."

"Asuma has been with General Lassen for 20 years. He has always been loyal and has never offended us. You should not look at him with prejudice."

"Prejudice? The Fagao people are just a bunch of rats! The word despicable is engraved in the bones of their nation. Every Fagao person is the same, and this Ashuma is no exception!" Garrot pointed like an angry bull.

Asuma scolded, "You should be lucky that you have Larson to protect you. If you are caught by me in the wild, I will kill you without hesitation!"

Asuma didn't dare to have any temper, and didn't even dare to wipe the soup from his face. He said in horror: "I'm sorry, Sir, Your Highness, maybe I shouldn't be here... Otherwise, I'll let other servants

Come and deliver food..."

Garrot pointed outside: "Get out!"

Asuma repeatedly said yes, picked up the overturned dinner plate, and ran away in a panic.

Garrot closed the door with a bang, sat down by the fireplace again, and said nothing with a sullen face.

Solandel frowned and looked at Gallot, and said in a sarcastic tone deliberately: "Is this how you protect me? Don't let me eat when I'm hungry?"

Garrot stared at the burning fireplace, with the flames reflected in his pupils, and said silently: "You may think I am mean and unreasonable, but I still have to tell you that being a little prejudiced is not a bad thing."

"You are also a child who has read books. Throughout history, you will find that every nation has its own nature. This is engraved in their bones and will slowly form an atmosphere of doing things. It will be passed down from generation to generation, and eventually it will

It’s hard to change.”

"Profit-seeking is the nature of the legal elite. There is no concept of loyalty in their eyes, only profit. They are loyal to you, not because they are loyal to you, but because you are profitable to them."

"Similarly, when they betray you, it's not because you did anything that chilled them, it's just because someone offered a higher price, that's all."

"My brothers, friends, parents, lover..." Something seemed to flash in Garrot's eyes, like a reflected fire, or something else, and his voice began to tremble, "And me

My daughters, they all died in the northern highlands... They used their lives to make me understand that trusting Fa Gao people is often the beginning of destruction."

Solandel murmured in a low voice: "You have a daughter?"

Garrot said in a low voice: "Six years old will always be fixed at the age of 6. 28 years ago, when I was fighting on the front line with the Lionheart Army, the French people in the northern highlands surrendered on sight. They also detained the evacuation team around them.

As a hostage, she was dedicated to the Far Eastern Dynasty. When I saw my daughter again, she was already a cold corpse. The friendly forces responsible for the rescue told me that she was taken turns by several Far Eastern soldiers..."

When Garrot said this, he couldn't go on anymore. The once-famous Black Lion seemed to have aged dozens of years. He covered his face with his hands and his body was trembling.

Sorandel felt unspeakable sadness in her heart. She stepped forward and gently hugged Garrot's shoulders, giving him silent comfort.

I don’t know how long it took, but Garrot wiped his face hard, and his mood had returned to calm, and he said calmly: "I am not saying this to win your sympathy, I just want to tell you that you think I am mean or extreme.

No matter what, I will never be able to identify with any other high-ranking person in this life."

"Even if that Ashuma is really a weirdo among the Fa Gao people, a glorious and righteous saint, or even the reincarnation of a god, I will not recognize him."

"Now I shoulder the responsibility to protect you for Perseus, so remember what I ask of you - don't approach Asuma, don't talk to him, don't smile at him, don't eat anything he gives you

, it’s best not to even look at him!”
Chapter completed!