18. Don't try to change the subject. Katyusha pressed Musu and put his hands around his shoulders.
The rain began gradually. The carriage was covered with a layer of raincloth to prevent the cargo from getting wet.
The villagers who had previously been selling goods scattered back home, and Emilia was surrounded by a large pile of sundries. She had no choice but to let the guards deliver them to her carriage.
After everything was done, she did not go to the spare room to take shelter from the rain like other guards and mercenaries, but went straight to Mu Su.
The steel riding boots stepped into the stagnant water, and the bright silver armor reflected the sky on the gloomy rainy day. The rainwater meandered along the ravines and scratches left by the battle.
Snap——
Emilia stood in the puddle in front of the carriage, the rainwater falling down and gathering on her chin. Her less bright blond hair stuck to her forehead, but her brows were still heroic and cold.
"You seem to have some prejudice against me." She said to Mu Su who opened a corner of the curtain to watch the rain.
His gaze fell imperceptibly on Constina who was squeezed inside for a moment, showing a faint hint of disgust.
"All of this has been discovered." Mu Su answered nonchalantly, picking his nose.
Emilia stood upright and looked directly at Mu Su: "I don't know what your upbringing experience was. Please forgive me if it offends me. What I want to say is: not everyone can understand what is happening around them.
I was indifferent to what I encountered. As a replacement knight, I have the necessity and must help the people I want to protect."
Emilia answered Mu Su while also tempering her faith.
Mu Su changed his mind: "There are so many fish stranded on the shore every day, can you save them?"
The raindrops poured down, hitting the armor with a very clear knocking sound. The people looking over in the small room soon could not hear the chatter that was scattered by the raindrops.
Emilia replied: "I can't save them. But every time I reach out, it's a rescue for them. I can help them get out of trouble temporarily. I'll do my best and be true to my heart."
"Ah, such a dazzling light -" Mu Su put his arms in front of his face and screamed, as if he was enveloped in holy light.
Emilia was indifferent. After a while of the performance, she felt embarrassed and Mu Su put down his hand angrily. He changed his sitting position, and felt that it was a bit uncomfortable to lift the curtain with one hand and pick his nose with the other, so he glanced at Constina.
Constina wisely stretched out her slender little finger to help Mu Su pick her nose.
"Hey, you picked my nose..." Just as Mu Su was about to slap it away, Constina's finger poked into her nostril. Suddenly, she felt a little comfortable...
Mu Su let out a long sigh of relief.
"Please respect yourself."
Why does everyone like to say this? Mu Su was surprised. Don't he have enough self-respect? He couldn't help but retort Zhen Sheng: "Some things are more enjoyable if you do them with others!"
Emilia lowered her eyebrows and narrowed her eyes, her thin lips pursed tightly, her expression as cold as ice.
Then I heard Mu Su still intoxicated: "Where did you think you were? I'm talking about massaging, scratching, and picking ears. Ah~ it feels so good."
Hearing this, Amelia knew that she had misunderstood. She looked away slightly, her face, which was cold and pale due to the rain, could easily hide her shame.
Hearing Mu Su's teasing voice, he smiled evilly: "What do you think I'm referring to?"
Emilia forced a straight face: "Please don't avoid my questions."
It's really difficult.
Mu Su chuckled. In order to get rid of her as soon as possible, Su Qing coughed and decided to tell a story to shock her.
So far, my story has never failed.
But with this sentence, it feels like a flag is being set...?
He spoke slowly: "Good and evil, strong and weak cannot be seen based on appearance alone."
"That little boy, he was indifferent when you handed out candies, and you didn't notice him. You must think that his family is well-off and has no worries about food and clothing, so he doesn't bother to ask you for things, right?"
Emilia turned around and followed Mu Su's gaze.
Under the eaves of a house at the entrance of the village, a little boy's figure was blurred in the rain. He never left the eaves, standing motionless and looking at the entrance of the village.
Mu Su's deep voice was heard: "But you don't know that his father was eaten by a monster a month ago."
Emilia suddenly turned her head, her eyes widened slightly, her brows filled with surprise, and then she gradually frowned unbearably.
"The villagers couldn't bear to tell the truth, so they lied to him and said that his naughty father was the reason why he didn't come back. Only if he could stop being naughty, eat and study on time, and have clean clothes, his father would not come back..."
"Do you understand? What you are helping is only superficial. You are only helping people who think they are in need of help. You save one person, but countless people are in danger every second. You help a poor person, but everyone on the mainland
There are new poor people appearing every moment. The rhetoric of doing your best can only numb yourself. I can see that you are an ambitious person - ambition is a positive word here. You want to make the people on the mainland live and work in peace and contentment.
, no longer attacked by monsters, no longer troubled by life..."
"But this is not enough."
Emilia's expression gradually became confused. Has she done something wrong all along? Did those actions that she believed were just and kind actually not change anything in essence...
Just when Emilia felt confused and confused, a figure appeared from the entrance of the village.
The figure was clad in oilcloth, and he could barely tell that he was a middle-aged man.
"Dad!" The child under the eaves suddenly shouted, rushing into the rain curtain and into the arms of the middle-aged man.
Afterwards, their conversation was blocked by the rain curtain, and they could only see the middle-aged man picking up the child, hiding it under his oilcloth clothes, and carrying him into the house.
The lightning and flint that happened was caught off guard, making Mu Su choke on her saliva.
"Is that the child's father?"
Emilia turned her head, her ponytail flicking out a trail of rain.
"Oh, do you know you hurt me? Okay, okay, I don't need you anymore!" Mu Su suddenly shouted and pushed away the innocent-looking Constina.
"So what's going on?" She narrowed her eyes coldly.
Mu Su changed the subject and yawned, muttering about how sleepy she was, and then lowered the curtain.
Emilia took a few steps forward, her silver gauntlet blocking the falling curtain.
Mu Suse said fiercely: "What are you doing! It's very cold outside, you know, I have thin arms and legs...are you responsible for catching a cold?"
Emilia's eyes narrowed dangerously: "What happened to that story just now?"
The story was exposed on the spot, and Mu Su was also annoyed: "It's our first time here, how the hell do I know them."
"So those words just now..."
"I'm just making this up." Mu Su became angry and shouted: "It's okay if the examples are fake and the truth is real! Why do you have so many questions? Blue Cat Naughty Asks Three Thousand Questions!"
Emilia finally maintained restraint and did not drag this shameless guy out and gave the blue cat three thousand naughty kicks. However, after this battle, her attitude towards Mu Su finally changed.
Mu Su's remarks shocked her heart, but she was very conflicted and unwilling to accept them.
So much so that after the rain stopped and she left the village, Emilia would always look at Musu blankly, and the latter would quickly turn his head when he looked at her.
Now, except for Emilia herself, everyone in the caravan could tell that something was wrong with Mu Su.
