King's Landing

The Second Element of King's Landing, Volume 8, Chapter 238

The southern fortress defended the city. After Ye returned here, he immediately took Cynthia to the room where Taeko and Cornelia were trained. The mental trauma could not be recovered in a few days, and after that incident, The two of them were worried, although they weren't to the point where they didn't want to think about food, but it was obvious that both of them were much haggard.

In particular, Cornelia has a sad face every day. These days, the whole person has lost weight, and the mental state is very bad. If it continues, it is likely to be devastated and eventually become ill.

But now, their concerns have been completely brought up.

"...!"

There are only five people in the room, besides Taeko and Cornelia, there are Tsukushi, Ye, and Cynthia.

At this moment, except for Ye, the three of Taeko and the others were all pale, staring at Cynthia in a daze.

Their lips were trembling, no one could speak, and the three pairs of beautiful eyes shone with incomparably complex brilliance.

"Sorry, I saved you only because you were valuable, and the master was right. After I rescued you, I left a spiritual imprint in your body. As long as within a certain range, I can pass this imprint to You control, this is a special ability of mine, the same as the healing ability to save you."

Cynthia knelt at Ye's feet, like the lowest pet, with a silver collar around her neck.

She closed her eyes tightly, her beautiful face was bloodless and as gray as paper. She seemed to be completely heartbroken, and she exuded a desperate silence. Even if she apologized to Taeko and the others, she seemed dry and rigid, as if A doll that has lost its soul.

"why?"

Taeko murmured three words from her mouth, her eyes flashing with pain and sadness.

She never doubted that Cynthia was her benefactor who saved her. Not only she, but Cornelia and Tsukushi also believed in them. They could not forget Cynthia's voice, let alone the familiar feeling, the ethereal aura in her body. , Unique in the world.

The moment Ye brought Cynthia into the room, they had already determined her identity, but they had never thought about it that the mysterious revolutionary figure was a girl of the same age.

"Do you really only treat us as pawns of the revolutionary army?"

Tsukushi couldn't help but asked with difficulty. Her expression was even a bit bitter. If Cynthia nodded, all the gratitude in her heart would turn into anger and resentment, not only for herself, but more for Cole. Nelia and the others are not equal.

For this benefactor, the three of them are willing to endure cynicism in the revolutionary army, willing to incarnate as the killer Shura, and let themselves be stained with blood. If it were not for this benefactor, they would not have to suffer that kind of mental torment, and even almost caused it to be irreparable. The consequences of this, all of this originated from the benefactor who saved them.

"Sorry."

"You, do you just say sorry!? You saved us, I really appreciate you, and gave us a chance to be born again, so that we can let go of our grievances and become friends, but why did you do that? We almost Just kill your own friend! It doesn't matter if you use us and treat us as pawns, but you let us kill each other, why did you save us in the first place!?"

Cornelia, who had always been gentle and elegant, kept calm, suddenly cried and questioned as if stimulated.

Facing Cornelia's painful questioning, Cynthia trembled slightly.

However, she still lowered her head and did not give herself any of herself.

"Sorry, you hate me, blame me, and curse me. If the master allows you, you can kill me."

"you---"

Cornelia trembled with anger, and blood surged.

She pointed at Cynthia with a pale face, and was speechless for a long time. Finally, after many days of mental pressure, coupled with this strong impact, Cornelia turned her eyes and fainted.

"Sister Cole!?"

"Cole!"

Tsukushi screamed, but Taeko was the first step to hold Cornelia, and they looked worried.

"We have died once for the revolutionary army! So the life we ​​owe you has been paid! From now on, we have nothing to do with you and the revolutionary army! Master, please save sister Keer, I miss her I must also be completely disappointed with the revolutionary army! Sister Keer will definitely be with her master in the future, so please save her!"

Cole's fall finally caused Tsukushi to explode. She stared at Cynthia angrily, gritted her teeth to cut off Kinyi, and finally changed to an expression of worry and whispered to Ye.

"The kindness we owe you, what we have done for the Revolutionary Army in these years, is enough to offset most of it. Whatever owes you, I will pay for it. You can take my life back at any time. As long as you speak, I don't hesitate Just commit suicide. But you must remove the spiritual imprint on us. From now on, we will never help you or the revolutionary army to do anything."

Taeko also made a decision with a cold face. She was not an indecisive person. At the beginning, for the task, she had no mercy at the friend Cornelia she had just met with a sword, and cut her mercilessly, showing her heart Of firmness.

"General Ye, I hope you can rescue Cole. I can do anything for you before being taken back. This is my pledge."

After ending his grudge with Cynthia, Taeko bowed his head to Ye for the first time.

Although she is usually silent and expressionless, her inner firmness is not worse than that of the red pupil, or even worse.

The person who makes her really willing to bow her head is the object she delivers to her body and mind. She has always done what she said.

Ye Jing looked at everything quietly, without saying a word.

After a long time, he got up from his seat and walked slowly to Taeko and the others.

He stared at them condescendingly, his amber eyes flowing with inexplicable light.

"I now give you a chance. You two can choose to leave and live the life you want to live. Or entrust your body and mind to me, like Chikushi and Chelsea, stay with me forever and become my people. ."