Amy, do you think Uncle Meg and Big Sister Irina will be able to bring Big Sister Shirley back? "Anna asked worriedly as she sat on the bed and looked at the stars outside the window.
"Trust me … They'll definitely … be able to …" Amy replied as she sat beside Anna drowsily with Ugly Duckling's head resting on her pillow.
"Meow ~" Ugly Duckling also opened its eyes and answered drowsily.
"But why are they still not back after so long?" Anna asked worriedly.
"Roast duck … Roast duck leg smells so good … Hehe …" Amy bit Ugly Duckling's head with a mysterious smile.
Meanwhile, the drowsy Ugly Duckling's eyes widened as it slowly turned to look at Amy with fear.
Anna turned to look at Amy. She got up and laid her down with resignation. Then, she covered her with a small blanket and lowered the brightness of the lights in the room. She sat by the window and continued to wait in a daze with her chin in her hands.
After an unknown period of time.
"Anna." Blour pushed open the door, and his eyes reddened at the sight of Anna sleeping by the window.
Anna seemed to have been woken up by the sound of the door opening. She raised her head and looked in the direction of the door.
"Big Brother Blour!" Anna's eyes lit up immediately. She almost jumped out of her chair and threw herself into Blour's arms as she sobbed, "You're finally back. I thought you didn't want Anna anymore."
"Anna, I'm back. I'm sorry to have made you worry," Blour said apologetically as he hugged Anna.
"Am I dreaming? Big Brother Blour, are you really back? "Anna's tears fell as she looked up at Blour in disbelief.
"No, I'm back. I'm really back." Blour reached out to wipe away her tears as he shook his head with a pained expression.
He didn't dare to imagine how Anna had spent this period of time. His heart and mind had been consumed by hatred, and he had almost forgotten that she was still waiting for him.
"Mm-hm." Anna nodded. She reached out to touch the scab at the corner of Blour's eyebrow, and begged with a pained expression, "Can you not leave Anna again? Don't leave Anna alone again."
"Alright, I won't do it again," Blour promised solemnly.
"It's good that you're back. We don't have to worry anymore." Meg stood outside the door and looked at the two of them with a smile. His gaze went past the two of them and landed on Amy, who was still sleeping soundly. The little girl was really not affected at all.
"Boss." Blour picked up Anna and turned to Meg with a grateful expression as he said, "Thank you for taking care of Anna for me during this time."
"Anna has been a great help in the shop recently. She's also very happy with Amy." Meg shook his head with a smile, and said, "Stay here tonight. I'm afraid it's not convenient for you to go to the elven embassy."
"There's no need for that. My people have already established themselves in Chaos City. I can go and find them." Blour shook his head. After a brief moment of contemplation, he said, "I need three days to recuperate. After that, I'll continue to work at the restaurant."
"Five days. Come back to work after you've recovered." Meg didn't stop him. He helped Anna pack her luggage, and sent them out of the restaurant.
"Do you think he's Shirley or Blour?" Irina appeared next to Mag, and asked as she watched the big and small figures walking away at the end of the long street.
"He's Blour, and he's also Shirley." Meg smiled, and said, "Perhaps there's no conflict at all. He enjoys two identities, and he's also immersed in them."
Irina pondered for a moment with furrowed brows, and then nodded thoughtfully.
Meg closed the door, and casually asked, "Did Sally say anything?"
"She's going to become the best elven princess after me," Irina said calmly.
"Very high praise." Meg looked at Irina with a surprised expression. After all, the height that she could reach was beyond the reach of most elves.
"However, you seem to be very interested in her?" Irina turned to look at Meg.
"As a boss, it's normal to be concerned about an employee," Meg said seriously.
"She's the elven princess now, not your employee."
"That's not important. What's important is that she used to be one. That's enough," Meg said calmly. "I'm a nostalgic person."
"I heard that before you met me, you met a desert flower at the border?"
"Ahem, I don't think so. I seem to have forgotten some things after I got injured. I don't have any recollection of the desert. " Meg was a little flustered. He really didn't want to take the blame. What desert flower? He didn't know anything about it. Shouldn't Medusa be the one staying in the desert?
"Hehe, you'll sleep in the study tonight." Irina turned and went upstairs with a smile.
Meg shrugged, and went upstairs with a resigned expression.
After bringing Blour back, he felt as if a rock had been lifted from his heart.
Sally was still the cold and kind girl in his memory. It was a pity that he couldn't reveal his identity during this mission. Otherwise, he would have brought her some specialties from the restaurant.
…
"My Lord, someone found this bloodstained cloth in the territory of the Morris Family. The blood fiend confirmed that the bloodstains on it belong to Blour." An elf quickly walked into the hall with a piece of cloth, and presented it to Elliot with both hands.
"The Morris Family is stationed at the border. Could it be that Blour has already left The Wind Forest through their territory?" Elliot said angrily as he looked at the words of gratitude on the cloth. Even though the name wasn't written, the blood fiend had already confirmed the identity of the person who wrote it.
"Send people to surround the Morris Family and bring Morris to the Starry Cave Abode. The great elder will make the decision." Elliot quickly walked out with the cloth in his hand. He didn't expect the Morris Family to do such a thing even though they were at loggerheads.
…
"Look, what's that hanging on the tree?" Outside the Gibson Family's territory, a team of elves holding torches stopped in their tracks. The leader of the elves took down the cloth hanging on the tree, and his eyes lit up when he saw the words on it. "Quick, let's go to the Brewster Family's territory! We're going to be rich! "
…
"Young Master, you're finally back." Yngwie stood in front of the courtyard gate and looked at Blour, who was holding Anna's hand, with tears glistening in his wrinkled eyes.
"I couldn't kill all my enemies and avenge my father." Blour lowered his eyes.
"Since the chief chose to die, he didn't want you to avenge him," Yngwie said in a low voice.
"How can I bear to avenge my father's death?" Blour pouted.
"Is this the purpose of the Night Elves?"
Blour looked up at Yngwie. His lips trembled, but he still shook his head in the end.
"Come in. It's good that you're back." Yngwie took the luggage from him and turned to enter the courtyard.
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