"In the royal palace...?
How could someone who worked in the royal palace be in a poor village...
"If I disagree and disagree with a great man, I'll piss him off. They caught my eye and flushed me down here."
"Don't... did you make an objection?
I found my voice trembling.
"What's your name?
It's Alicia.
"Well, Alicia......, that's a good name. I'm Will. It's just Will."
That's what you said and caressed my head gently.
I wonder if you've figured out what I look like. Very calm.
"Alicia, it may not be something you understand yet, but old things are not always good. You know what it means to look back on history?
I didn't get word for it even though I knew I had to respond.
"Looking back at history is not to make sure that the old days were better. To make things better than they used to be, to learn about old failures, to create new developments, to look back at history."
I was unconsciously tears telling my cheeks.
Grandpa Will gently wiped my tears with his hands.
"You're a smart kid. It's not important to keep your knowledge so you can generate wisdom, but it doesn't make sense if you don't use it as wisdom."
"Does Grandpa Will hate the royal palace......, nobility?
I see Grandpa Will's expression has hardened.
"If I say I don't hate you, I lie. I still look for my old self in my dreams. When I try to touch the colored world in my memory, it disappears into a moment. Sometimes it hurts my heart. Well, I don't believe I've done anything wrong. And I believe there will be a day when someone will understand that. If you think about it, you can live proud of what you've done."
I became ashamed of myself. Because it's the first time I've known how blessed I am when I'm eight.
I can't stop crying. I cried whimpering. I couldn't stop it, even though I knew it was lame.
My anger at nobility in the same position as myself and my small desire to be a bad girl compared to my grandfather's idea of being blinded, all my emotions mixed and I couldn't contain myself.
Grandpa Will graciously embraced me. I'll never forget the warmth.
I told my grandfather everything without covering up the story of wanting to be a bad girl.
I've also been here for that......
Uncle Will listened quietly to me until the end.
When I finished talking, Grandpa Will smiled gently and stroked my head.
"You're such a smart kid."
I wept quietly.
I'm sure I look the finest right now. I'm sure I won't be able to open my eyes tomorrow morning.
"You want to be a bad girl, learn swordsmanship, and read a ton of books every day..."
I nodded deeply.
Grandpa Will laughed with his eyes shattered.
Keep up the good work.
Unexpectedly, I was advised to be a bad girl. I wonder why......
Bad girls are bad women. I'm a woman who thinks that's okay if I'm good...
"Go home today."
"I'll be back."
Grandpa Will gave me a troubled look in my response.
"Better not come"
"No. I want to talk to Grandpa Will more"
Grandpa Will solidified a little and then broke his face, thank you, he said.
Did it tell you that I was stubborn and that I would do it once I made up my mind?
I left Grandpa Will's house and headed towards the fog.
I knew the smell was intense. I covered my nose with my hands.
I went out into the woods through the fog. I ran through the woods with my disappeared lamp in my hand.
I had no fear of going home at all. I was thinking about the impoverished village while returning.
In a nutshell, poor villages, corrupt areas.
I wouldn't want to go there again if I were you, but I'd like to talk to Grandpa Will again.
I think he's the smartest guy I've ever met.