At the same time (?), at six o'clock in the evening, on a street in the old town of London.
Originally he was still hesitating whether to accept the invitation, but as soon as Daniel had this idea in his mind, he involuntarily activated the teleportation technique, and teleported to this strange and familiar street. Thirty yards away, it was exactly
That small bar, the place where he first met Liana.
She should be waiting. I don't know what she wants to say to him, but at least, she should listen.
Daniel swallowed, tried his best to suppress the fear in his heart, and then walked over.
"You're here." Before Daniel even got close, he saw the singer Liana who had been standing in front of the bar, waiting for Daniel to show up.
"I'm here, do you have anything to say?" Seeing Liana again, Daniel couldn't help but feel uncomfortable: "If you have something to say, please keep it short. Your brother may show up at any time. If he sees us chatting,
, the situation is going to become embarrassing again."
"No, actually..." Liana shrugged, turned around and pushed the figure behind her, forcing a young man out from behind her.
That human boy was none other than Liana's brother, the son of the late Mr. Dore, the Black Iron Knight.
"Oh." Daniel couldn't help but look embarrassed.
"Harley, do you have anything to say?" Seeing her brother staring at Daniel without saying a word, Liana urged: "Say something quickly. Isn't this different from what was promised?"
"But, sister..." The young man was obviously worried about something, or maybe he was too scared to face the Silver Knight Daniel.
"I won't help you anymore. It's up to you to say what you want to say." Liana said firmly.
"Eh." Harley sighed, and then, despite his reluctance, turned to look at Daniel: "Mr. Daniel, I'm sorry."
"Uh...what?" Daniel was a little confused.
"I'm sorry." The child repeated: "Sister has already given me a good lesson. I know I was wrong. You are not responsible for what happened to my dad. You even risked your life to save my dad, but you failed because of lack of strength.
.Human power is very small, and there are too many things that cannot be done. Life is so helpless. This kind of thing is common in the Knights, and it is not your responsibility at all. But...I...
.I put all the blame for my father's death on you, just to vent my anger on you unilaterally. You even saved me once, but I was venting my anger. I am the most selfish and despicable guy. I know that I am like this
I don’t deserve your forgiveness, but I still ask for your forgiveness.”
Daniel was silent for a while. The child's words seemed a bit like he was reciting lines, and he might have prepared this rhetoric from the beginning. However, there was still an element of sincerity in it, and it was not simply reciting from a script or pretending to be based on acting skills.
"Do you really think so?" Daniel paused and asked, "Or do you actually hate me, but your sister and mother forced you to say this to me?"
"..." The young man was silent for a moment.
"Sure enough, you still hate me, right?"
"Of course------"
"Harley!" Liana hummed in an accentuated tone.
"Don't force him, I just want to know what he really thinks." The young Silver Knight continued.
"...I do still hate you a little bit." Harley then whispered: "But my sister and mother are right. Dad's death is indeed not entirely your responsibility. I am just a child,
I don’t understand. But you should have exhausted all your strength to try to save dad, right?"
"I am." Daniel sighed deeply: "But I was really weak and insignificant at that time."
"What now?" the boy asked again.
"...A little bit stronger." Daniel replied.
"Then you have to work hard to become stronger. If you are too weak to save your companions and let history repeat itself, I will definitely hate you again." After Harley said that, he turned around and ran away.
"This child..." Liana sighed angrily: "I'm sorry, that child has been spending his life in the hospital bed a long time ago. He doesn't understand etiquette and has a bad temper.
"
"Actually, it's not bad." Daniel said lightly. To say that he was grumpy, he himself was probably even more grumpy.
"Well, I asked my brother to apologize. Next, I have something to say to you." Liana blinked: "This is a bit long. You... really want to hear it at the door of the tavern."
Are you done? Why don't you come into the pub with me and sit down to talk in detail?"
"If you don't mind..." Daniel replied noncommittally.
"More whiskey, Mr. Knight?" the showgirl asked jokingly.
"No, don't give me anything containing alcohol." Daniel replied with a serious face. At this time every day, he habitually wanted to use alcohol to anesthetize himself, so as to temporarily forget the pain and troubles of life. Only
This time, he wanted to listen to every word of Liana with a clear head.
Ten minutes later, Daniel was sitting in a remote corner of the bar, enjoying his own tranquility. The bar was as empty as ever, and because today was not a holiday, there were even fewer people coming to drink than usual.
"It's been a long wait." Liana came over and sat down, holding two glasses of frozen orange juice, as well as some snacks such as French fries.
"It's a guest from the bar owner. He said that you still paid for the drinks before. Two glasses of juice are nothing, so you're welcome." Liana said before Daniel could ask questions.
"Okay." The young Silver Knight took the cup unceremoniously and took a sip of the juice.
"Actually, I also want to apologize to you, Mr. Daniel." Liana also took a sip of orange juice and whispered: "I didn't know your identity before this, but when I heard your complaining description, gradually
I guessed that you are my father’s colleague.”
"Forehead......"
"At that time, I should publicly reveal my identity to you so that you can be mentally prepared. But I..." Liana turned away, a little embarrassed: "I really want to test you. I want to
Get to know you deeply. In order to chat with you a few more times in a normal relationship, I didn’t say anything. I was indeed tricking you. But I just wanted to find out what kind of person you are. After my father died, the knight
People from the regiment came to express condolences to us. Some people said that you killed my father. You were an undisciplined and reckless person, which ultimately led to my father's death; but some people said that you were just trying your best.
You have fulfilled your obligation and risked your life to save your comrades. You are not responsible for my father's death. People in the Knights have these two theories. I don't know who to believe. So I decided not to believe anyone and use myself.
Ways to figure out the essence of who you are as a person."
"So...do you understand?"
"I probably still know nothing about you." Liana smiled bitterly and said, "I only know that you do feel guilty for my father's death. You feel guilty for your own powerlessness. I don't know whether you
My father's death was directly or indirectly caused by disobeying the orders of his superiors. Only people within your knighthood would know about this kind of thing.
But all this is not what I care about. I only care about whether you are my father's true friend, whether you are sad because of my father's death, and whether you blame yourself for not being able to save him. And I have already done all this.
I have the answer. It is enough for me to know this. No matter what you have done, I will choose to forgive you."
"Liana..."
She smiled bitterly, ate some snacks, and then continued: "You know what? I confirmed it afterwards. In fact, the Knights of Great Britain do not have any [high-risk mission allowance]. Knights who take the initiative to participate in high-risk missions have to bear it themselves."
It's risky. In other words, if my father comes back alive, we won't get the huge sum of money used to rescue Harley, Harley's surgery won't be carried out in time, and my brother... will probably die. It's because
My father died in that mission, and only then did Great Britain officially send him a decent pension, so that we had a chance to save Harley.
Either my father dies or my brother dies. My father can only choose one of them. He probably knew this clearly and chose to sacrifice himself. And you...although you failed to save my father, you
Therefore, you saved my brother. If you had done the opposite, maybe my brother would have died of illness now. So, don’t blame yourself too much, Mr. Daniel. Maybe this is my father’s plan, maybe
You shouldn't have saved him in the first place. My father also suffers from the same disease as Harley, and his body is actually on the verge of collapse. He only used his broken body to exchange for my brother's right to live."
Is this a cycle again? Hearing this, Daniel couldn't help but feel sad.
"That's all I want to say, Mr. Daniel." Liana continued: "I just want to tell you that I don't hate you--it should be said that there is no way to hate you, considering what happened.
All this. And then, to put it into perspective, I haven’t even formally answered you about what you told me last time.”
"......yes?"
"My answer is still [yes]. We can date." Liana said: "If you don't mind someone with my status being your girlfriend, let's date."
Hearing this, Daniel was overjoyed, but at the same time he looked at the other party with fear and doubt, and asked tremblingly: "Your brother doesn't object? After all, I am still your murderer...the enemy who killed your father..."
.."
"Are you going to make things so complicated again?" Liana sighed: "If you don't mind the trouble, I can re-explain the series of causal relationships I just mentioned..."
"No, no need..." A drop of sweat broke out on Daniel's forehead.
"The key is not [what you have done], but [what kind of person you are]." The girl smiled calmly and said: "After this series of events, I see that you are a decent and responsible person."
He is kind-hearted, gentle, and a good person worthy of being entrusted with his whole life. That’s why I decided to date you. Can you accept this?"
"Yes." Daniel's face gradually turned red, as if he had drunk alcohol: "If people like me are worthy, we will ------"
"Stop talking about [people like me]," the girl reached out and touched the boy's face, with affection in her eyes: "You are actually a better person than you think, Mr. Daniel." (To be continued)