No matter how much her sister tried to persuade her, Cirilla had already decided to take responsibility. She was not the kind of brat who would seek refuge after making a mistake. She had always been brave and daring.
In fact, Cirilla did not think that her sister had done anything wrong. She was the one who first suggested the idea of an ice skating competition to Hjalmar. She was also the one who had backstabbed Hjalmar during the ice skating …
The one who cleaned up her mess was her sister, Olivia. She bandaged Hjalmar's wound. According to the druids who healed Hjalmar, if not for Olivia, the naughty little guy would have been dead by now.
However, Hjalmar's life force was indeed very strong. Perhaps he could be considered a Child of Fortune in a certain sense?
Hjalmar woke up very quickly. He heard Olivia apologizing to her father, followed by Cirilla's loud declaration that her sister had not done anything wrong. It was all her fault. If not for her sister, Hjalmar would have been dead.
While Olivia and Cirilla were fighting to shoulder the blame, Hjalmar unexpectedly spoke up, "Father, they did nothing wrong. I was the one who was at fault. I was too weak. If my skills were better, this would not have happened!" "That's right!" Hjalmar's heart was filled with pride. He was not the only one who was at fault.
Hjalmar's words had shocked everyone present. However, to the people of Skellige Isles, his words sounded like a true Skellige citizen!
If you were injured, you should understand that it was because you were weak. Did you say that you had been backstabbed? You had no right to use that as an excuse. The warriors of Skellige should not be afraid of backstabbing!
Therefore, under Olivia's gaze, the "Wild Boar of the Sea" Crach looked at his eldest son with admiration. If Hjalmar had cried and told him that a girl had backstabbed him while he was skating, Crach would have been furious.
Through this incident, Olivia finally understood how straightforward the men of the Skellige Isles were. Perhaps, this was a kind of rudeness that was cute?
In the end, neither Olivia nor Cirilla were scolded. Hjalmar was the only one who was ridiculed by his own sister, Cerys. She thought that her brother was too embarrassing. He had broken all four of his limbs while skating with a girl. He had even disfigured his face …
Cerys' taunts had hit Hjalmar where it hurt. In fact, he felt embarrassed as well. He did not think that Cirilla had gone overboard. It was his own fault. Therefore, he accepted his loss to Cirilla wholeheartedly.
Through her secret observation, Olivia confirmed that Hjalmar was not harboring any grudges against her. After hearing that "revenge is a dish best served cold." She could finally put her mind at ease. If he wanted to take revenge on Cirilla, then he could not blame Olivia for being heartless. She would definitely help her sister.
Olivia was a very understanding girl. Even though Crach did not blame her and Cirilla, she still visited Hjalmar every day he was injured. She took care of him, read him stories, and chatted with him.
This was Olivia's atonement for her sister, Cirilla. At the same time, Hjalmar's adopted brother had a good personality. He was a real man. Once he became a close friend, he would do anything for his friend.
Of course, most importantly, taking care of Hjalmar was a side quest that could earn skill points. Olivia, who had OCD, could not imagine not completing a quest when there was one!
However, little did Olivia know that Hjalmar could not help but be moved by her actions of taking care of him almost every day. On top of that, there was Cerys, who was not cute at all. Hjalmar felt that Olivia was the most perfect girl in the world!
Hjalmar had always thought that out of Cerys, Cirilla, and Olivia, Olivia was the youngest and the cutest. She was the most in line with his tastes. Out of sight, out of mind. This sister of his was not cute at all, be it in terms of personality or appearance!
Cirilla, this tomboy, was too wild and too strong. He did not like her either. The two of them were more like competitors when they were together.
Sister Olivia was too "weak," but he felt that she was the most suitable for him. He could protect her!
The men on Skellige Isles were very straightforward when it came to chasing after girls.
Hjalmar's life force was as tenacious as a cockroach's. His broken arms had recovered in a short span of two weeks. In fact, the "red potions" produced by the game system had played a huge role. As long as he was not killed instantly, drinking red potions to recover his health was an all-purpose healing method.
Olivia was sitting by Hjalmar's bed. In her hands was a book titled "The Legendary Witcher – Geralt." The author was Dandelion. She read in her sweet and gentle voice, "Evil is evil. There is no difference between big and small. The boundaries of evil vary from person to person. If I had to choose between two evils, I would rather not choose … "
In Hjalmar's eyes, Olivia, who was reading to him, was extremely beautiful. However, he could not speak. He could not describe her beauty with words. He thought that he had fallen for Olivia so much that he could not stop himself. Therefore, he threw a straight ball at her!
He first asked Olivia to stop. Then, he took out a book of Dandelion's poems and suddenly made a confession —
"My dear, if you will stay by my side; my heart will ask if your fair hands are willing to hold it; so that my wandering heart can find a direction?
My dear, if you will stay by my side; I will first make love to you, then ask if you want to eat your fill; cut me open?
We will sing with satisfaction;
My heart will ask if your fair hands are willing to hold it; cut me open? "
Hjalmar had it tough. He had to find a love poem. In his eyes, Olivia, who was quiet, elegant, and loved books, needed to express her love in this way. This was the most romantic expression he could think of.
While Olivia was still in a daze, Hjalmar grabbed his sister's smooth white hands and said loudly, "Olivia, get engaged to me and marry me. I will make you happy for the rest of your life!"
At this moment, Cirilla walked in. She looked terrible. She had indeed heard Hjalmar's confession, but this was not the main issue at hand.
She told Hjalmar the news that broke his heart.
It turned out that his grandmother, Calanthe, had asked Cirilla to bring Olivia back to Cintra. She wanted to marry Olivia to Prince Kistrin of Verden.
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