"What should I say next? Teach me!"
I looked over at her pleadingly, but there was no response.
"Hey, hey, hey, give me a hint."
My eyes bulged, but there was still no response. This silly cat who had transformed into a Gold Elf actually pretended not to see anything.
[I can't even watch this anymore. What else can she say about something like this? Decide for yourself.]
Only now did I discover that all women in the world were family. When it came to a critical moment, I couldn't count on anyone.
"You have to express your affection for the silly cat? Tsk, you have to be real … No, isn't this what Beifeng should do?"
When humans were forced to their limits, they would really do anything. For example, even if I was sending off a colleague or classmate I didn't have a good relationship with, I would still be able to squeeze out some sad lines after drinking a few cups of wine. Now that my life was at stake, I really did manage to squeeze out some words after racking my brain.
"Actually, I'm quite happy when I'm together with her."
"She understands everything I say … I understand everything she says. No matter if it's good or bad, she has someone to accompany me. She has someone to listen to me when I'm unhappy. She has someone to encourage me when I'm lacking confidence … Even if it's just a comment or a laugh, it'll at least make me feel better."
I did my best to search for the silly cat's strengths in my memories. My stuttering became smoother and smoother as I spoke. It was as if I had been waiting countless days to say these words in my heart, and I just happened to have the opportunity to say them today.
"Also … sometimes, you do things that others can't understand. In fact, when the people you're protecting hate you, she understands and will even comfort me and tell jokes to make me happy. Actually, I thought that I was already used to being alone with other people's fearful and hateful gazes. But now, I discovered that … even I want someone to understand me, believe in me, and support me. "
"I don't know what this feeling is. Calling it love is probably an exaggeration. Perhaps it's because it's difficult to return to loneliness after getting used to someone else's warmth. When I think about how she'll accompany me forever, that I won't be as lonely as before, that she'll accompany me to joke with me, do stupid things with me, and deal with troubles with me … I feel rather happy."
"At the very least, I've had less pressure in the past two years. I've also had someone to fool around with me. These have been the happiest two years of my life."
"Well, I'm not sure either. I think I want her to be by my side forever."
Unknowingly, his words became more and more logical, while Harloys lowered her head lower and lower. Finally, when she lowered her head to look at the ground, her pointy ears were completely red.
After I said those final words, an ambiguous silence replaced the tense atmosphere. Large beads of sweat appeared on my forehead as I anxiously stomped my feet. Both of us maintained a strange silence.
When I recalled what I had just said, even I felt that it was rather corny. My eyes darted around, intending to find a hole to hide in. However, Amelia's bindings suddenly loosened, and I instantly regained my freedom.
"Eh? The curse has been lifted? "
What made me even more delighted was that the weakening curse had disappeared without a trace. In a short period of time, my body's stats had greatly increased. I had actually recovered to my peak combat strength.
What surprised me even more was that not only was Amelia not angry, she even smiled. She walked to the side and summoned the wood spirit to ask about the battle situation.
While I felt that this scene was rather strange, I secretly heaved a sigh of relief. If this had continued, Timlad would have truly died.
"If Timlad died in the ruins because of such a private matter, even I would feel guilty … at least for several minutes."
Meanwhile, in a place unknown to Roland, the women's discussion hadn't ended yet. Their mental spell communication was filled with the smell of gunpowder.
"Sly teacher, even if you've used some tricks to temporarily get ahead, don't you think about it? Even if love at the elementary level is pure and cute, first love that begins with 'wanting to be together' and 'curiosity towards the opposite sex' will become a failed memory for most people."
From a certain standpoint, Amelia had completed her long evolution. Her ability to read souls had been strengthened to the extreme. Her mature rationality also made her seem even more mature in dealing with people.
The revived Roland now had a complete soul, and he now had the possibility of living in love.
From the perspective of a revived soul, the current Roland was just like a young man who had just entered puberty. He was unable to control his emotions that would easily go berserk, and he was unable to rationally analyze his increasingly complex emotions.
For a young man who had just learned how to fall in love, it was naturally the easiest for him to fall in love with the beautiful women around him.
Convincing Roland to leave at such a time and monopolize the position by his side, even allowing his best friend's feelings to mix with his feelings for Roland in order to obtain a favorable impression of him was indeed quite a despicable method in the eyes of Amelia and Eliza who had been bitterly waiting for Roland.
"Ha, are you talking about yourself? If I recall correctly, Roland was your first love as well. Could it be that you truly desire the bitter and memorable failure of your first love? "
Perhaps it was because her face was far too red that she was unable to calm down for a long time. She returned to her cat form, and I discovered that even the tips of her cat ears were completely red.
Right now, Harloys was completely different from her usual attitude of watching from the sidelines and fanning the flames. She was now quite aggressive.
"Only a girl who has never been in love before would be so foolish as to deal with her own feelings. Do you think that you'll be able to obtain this man by constantly forcing him? You're wrong. That will only make him feel like he owes you, fear you, and stay away from you.
Even if you've been together with him for the past two years, he'll still choose me in the end. This isn't a coincidence. This is inevitable. "
Ever since she started in the Northlands, Harloys had already noticed the difference. Even without her, Amelia and Eliza would never have been able to obtain Roland's true heart.
That's right, Harloys used the word "you" instead of "you," which meant that the word "you" didn't only include Amelia, but also Eliza.
In Roland's eyes, Eliza was his precious daughter. Now that this position was firmly locked onto him, no matter how hard Eliza worked as his lover and how much she sacrificed, it would only make Roland feel like he owed her far too much. He wanted to treat her well, but in the end, he neglected the very foundation … He didn't see her as a woman that he could love or hope to possess.
"Roland's feelings for Eliza are pure familial love. He can unhesitatingly risk his life for Eliza, but that's only because he views Eliza as his own daughter. Don't look at how crazy Roland is in other areas. When it comes to family and love, he's an incredibly conservative fellow. This is the same for Renée as well. As juniors, they've always been outside of Roland's field of vision. "
Harloys's light words contained a hint of regret. In her eyes, Eliza was quite pitiful. She did everything she could to help Roland, and after continuously obtaining Roland's gratitude and guilt, the heavy shackles of gratitude and familial love completely cut off any possibility of developing a relationship with Roland.
And Eliza's unrepentant sacrifice of her life before stepping into the abyss was quite moving, but it was also a heavy burden that couldn't be returned. When all these complicated emotions were in a mess, it was impossible for love to sprout.
"Unless she's both strong and powerful, there's no chance at all."
Harloys came to such a conclusion. From this, it could be seen that the Banshee Queen in everyone's hearts was indeed quite sly. Perhaps she had seen through everything from the very start, yet she pretended to be an uninterested bystander and slowly got closer to her goal.
In terms of love experience, Harloys indeed had the ability to look down on her two competitors … Fine then, if lesbian experience counted as love experience, Harloys was indeed quite an amazing person. Meanwhile, her two competitors obviously had zero experience.
While Eliza and Amelia kept making mistakes, Harloys knew what Roland desired and hoped for. That was why she only stayed by his side, but was confident that she would be able to obtain his heart in the end … Could it be that this was the main reason why long-distance romantic vows of undying love sounded so nice, but would always lose to time, as well as the main reason why those who insisted on wasting time by trying to steal from him?
"Perhaps you're stronger than Eliza, but isn't it a bit too late for you to understand your own thoughts?"
"I, Amelia Milan, will never give up. No matter how wonderful first love is, the final victor will always be the person who's more suitable for him. Once his feelings become more mature, he'll choose the most suitable woman for him. "
"Do you still not understand? Roland made it quite clear that he doesn't lack assistants or fighters. He's never cared about utilitarianism or suitability at all. What he wants is a safe harbor, a confidant … Forget it, I think I should say less. "
Relationships were always emotional. Reasoning and calculating didn't seem right from the very start. In Harloys's eyes, no matter if it was Amelia or Eliza, they were both far too rational.
Sometimes, sincere feelings would be far more moving than considerations of personal benefits. Even the faraway sacrifices wouldn't be able to compare to a sincere greeting every day.
Eliza had always been giving and sacrificing. She originally believed that this would make Roland fall in love with her, but she didn't consider whether or not Roland would be willing to see such sacrifices. Not to mention the guilt and pain he felt when he learned of her sacrifices. In Harloys's eyes, this was another type of self-satisfaction and selfishness.
This was just like two men fighting to the death over a woman, but neither of them asked whether or not the woman liked one of them, or whether or not she was willing to see others bleed for her.
And even if Harloys forced Roland to promise that Eliza was his girlfriend, so what? Harloys had used a dangerous situation and debt to exchange for a lover's relationship. This caused the two of them to become estranged from each other. If Eliza was still Roland's sharp-tongued maid, Harloys probably wouldn't even have had a place to get involved.
Eliza voluntarily moved away from Roland's position. The sly Harloys took this opportunity to stay by Roland's side and accompany him, sharing his pain and happiness. She patiently waited for her sluggish emotional intelligence to mature and become the only one by his side.
Perhaps it would take a long time for Blockhead to finally come to his senses. Perhaps the current favorable impression he had of Roland wasn't enough for his memories to solidify into love. However, Harloys was confident that she could endure until the very end and become the only winner.
Of course, for the sly Harloys, she had already said what she needed to say. Since she had already declared war and suddenly joined the battle, she wouldn't remind her competitor of her mistakes.
The current Amelia had already seen her past mistakes. That was why she didn't use any extreme methods after confirming her own intentions. Instead, she became gentler towards Roland.
Perhaps in the following days, as long as Roland didn't go too far in seeking death, his days would become much more comfortable.
And if Roland knew that while he was still celebrating his freedom, the two witches had already sent him a challenge with him as the wager, he would probably be hiding in a corner and shivering.
He would probably be shivering in a corner and shouting that women were scary.
Right now, the sun was shining brilliantly, and the sinister atmosphere had dissipated. The highest-ranking officer of this town finally dared to come over and discuss proper business with the "infighting".
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