The village that had lasted for thousands of years wanted to revive the greatest hero in British history, the King of Knights, Arthur Pendragon.
Because of this, in that village, every family's offspring would be modified based on King Arthur before and after they were born. They wanted to create a perfect copy of King Arthur's body and use it as a vessel for King Arthur's resurrection.
Grey was one of the products of this pursuit and obsession.
If that was all, it wouldn't be a big deal. After all, everyone in the village had been transformed. Everyone was the same. No one needed to look down on others, and no one needed to feel inferior. It might be difficult for outsiders to understand, but within the village, this was at most an ordinary family. There was nothing special about it.
However, ten years ago, Grey's body underwent a huge change. Her muscles, bones, cheeks, and so on gradually became the appearance of King Arthur.
For the village that took the mission of reviving King Arthur as their mission, this was great news. It was no different from the arrival of God in front of their believers.
They treated Grey as an extremely precious existence. They named her the Son of God, the Son of God, and respected and feared her. They hoped that she could become the vessel for King Arthur's resurrection. They placed the wish and obsession of the entire village on her shoulders.
Even her parents no longer treated her as a daughter. Instead, they worshipped and feared King Arthur. They even distanced themselves from her.
In all fairness, Ryuga felt that with Grey's past, even if she rejected the village's expectations and became enemies with the village, he thought it was very normal.
That kind of past must have had a very deep impact on Grey. The reason why she was so afraid of strangers and did not know how to communicate with people was probably because the village's expectations were too heavy.
But Grey did not.
"I don't hate everyone in the village. I don't hate this face and the hero of the past."
She did not turn against the village. She did not even feel the slightest repulsion. "But I am very afraid. I am afraid that I will no longer be myself. So I have been hesitating, not knowing how to make a decision."
"I hate myself like this. On one hand, I bear the expectations of everyone in the village. On the other hand, I hesitate because of fear, wavering between two choices … Sometimes, I think that I should just give up on myself and become the hero of the past."
She didn't hate the village, nor did she hate King Arthur. She just hated herself for not being able to make a choice because of fear.
That was why she looked forward to Ryuga's unwavering personality no matter who he faced. Ryuga's straightforward and decisive style, his unwavering self no matter what happened, was something she could never have in her life.
"Why didn't you resist?"
Ryuga looked at Grey with an inexplicable look. "It's up to you whether you want to be the hero of the past or not, right? No one should be able to force you. "
The reason why Grey had such self-loathing was probably because she lacked a strong sense of self.
To put it bluntly, it meant that he was a parrot-follower without any opinions of his own. He would be easily influenced by others, and his heart would be easily swayed.
"I … don't want to disappoint everyone in the village."
Grey was silent. She said to Ryuga in a self-deprecating tone, "It's not that I don't have self-awareness in this aspect. I know that my heart is very immature, but I still can't make a decision."
In the end, it was because Grey was too kind.
Didn't she think of resisting the heavy pressure of the village? Didn't she think of returning to her old relationship with her parents?
How could she not? But when she thought of the expectant eyes of the villagers, her determination would be shaken. When she thought of the hopeful words of everyone, she could no longer say those words of resistance.
"When Master came to the village and saw me, he straightforwardly told me 'I hate your face'. At that time, I was really happy."
A faint smile appeared on Grey's face. It was as if that sentence alone was her salvation, allowing her to extricate herself from the quagmire of no choice.
"So later, when Master asked me to leave with him, I agreed … Mr. Yin-yang? What's wrong? "
After Grey finished talking about her past, she found that Ryuga was standing there, deep in thought. Her face revealed a thoughtful expression, and her eyes emitted an indescribable expression.
"Is that so … I don't want to disappoint others … It turned out to be such a simple thing. Why didn't I think of it?"
Ryuga's face showed a sudden smile. It was extremely light, but it made Grey feel that it was different from his past smile. There was a kind of bright feeling in it.
Grey tilted her head. She didn't know what was going on. The tuft of hair on her head swayed in the wind, making her look charmingly naive at the moment.
"No, it's nothing. It's just my personal matter. I want to understand something."
Ryuga shook his head and didn't say anything. Instead, he changed the topic, "The Magic Eye Train stopped in front. We can catch up with it now."
"Eh? A servant can even know this kind of thing? "Grey looked at him in surprise.
"My magic dress is on the train, so I can vaguely feel the distance between the train and me."
Ryuga replied, "Now, if I chase with all my strength, I should be able to reach it within three minutes … Grey, should I hug it or carry it on my back?"
"Eh?"
Grey was slightly stunned. After she reacted, her face immediately became red, "That … carry it on your back. It's too shameful to hug it."
"I know. Come up."
Ryuga squatted down and turned his back to Grey.
Grey moved her feet. Although she was extremely embarrassed, she still went behind him and lay on his back.
Ryuga stood up and picked up Grey's legs with both hands. He could feel the temperature of her skin through the black silk.
Grey buried her head in Liu Xia's back. Her face was already red. She had never had intimate contact with a member of the opposite sex. Regardless of whether it was being carried in a princess's arms or being carried on a piggyback's back, she couldn't help but feel her heart sway.
"Hahaha! Are you having a crush on him, little Grey? Although this boy is a little young, he is much stronger than your master. He is a good candidate … Stop, don't shake, don't shake! "
Grey held Ryuga's neck with one hand, and the other hand shook the birdcage vigorously through the cloak, so that Yade couldn't say those strange words.
"Boom!"
"Woo!"
In a short and low rumbling sound, Ryuga carried Grey, and the whole person rushed forward like an arrow. The powerful inertia made Grey couldn't help but exclaim. She quickly let go of Yade and hugged Ryuga's neck with both hands.
Soon, the two figures disappeared from sight.
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