Chapter 142: 142 CHAPTER 141 "Face with the Past"

"Tell me everything you two know about my father, Mordor Gorn. Tell them everything you have seen and heard.

Vestalines pauses, a bit choosy with her words, and slowly moves her pale lips.

The secret meeting with Vestaline, the steel princess, set in a high-class tavern. If it were not for the fact that she was surrounded by mercenaries who were her protégés, her heart would be in the right place.

Now, how should I answer? My teeth involuntarily sank into my lips, and I narrowed my gaze as if searching for words.

Now, you've taken the trouble to call us here and ask us to speak. The reason for this must be the result of the doubt planted in Vesterine's chest, which has been nourished and expanded somewhere else.

It may have been a slight misunderstanding, or perhaps just a misunderstanding on her part. But even so, the girl Vestalines is certainly in the midst of feeding herself more and more, letting the doubts in her chest grow into suspicions.

Then, we must respond to her. The suspicion should be shaken and reversed, and nurtured into the truth within the girl. Yeah, I'm pretty sure I'm not going to die in a good way. I'm trying to incite a girl for my own purposes only.

In order to do so, it is not enough to simply lay out and tell things. To do so, it is not enough to simply lay out things and tell them. It will only make her cover her eyes.

If I'm not careful, the dull light reflecting off the weapons around me will be happily thrust into my flesh, and Bruder's.

I have to be good at this.

...... Surprising. I'm not sure if you've heard of it or not. I guess it's my duty as a guardian.

As you sit deeply on the couch, you echo the words as if you were out of your mind. Keep your eyes on Vestalinu. After all, she was the only one who needed to be persuaded. He spins his words slowly, putting all of his energy into her gestures.

Vestalynne's eyebrows lifted as if in a bad mood. An honest woman. An honest woman.

Didn't I tell you to refrain from useless words and actions? I told you why I called you here. You will do as you are told.

The tone of her voice was annoyed, but she still maintained her dignity. Normally, I would have said something else, I thought. People of this nature, people who are proud of themselves, believe that the more they pursue, the more valuable what they have grasped is.

Then it's better to be a little impatient. That's what I was thinking.

"If you say so, I'll let you hear all you want, huh?

It was Bruder's voice that interrupted me. The lowest voice I've ever heard. The voice was so strained that it threatened to burst at the slightest touch.

That's not good. That's not good. Bruder is very emotional right now, and I'm sure he's being swayed by his emotions. I wonder if his emotionally charged words will be understood by the Steel Princess. Wouldn't it blow away the suspicion that resides in her heart?

Without realizing it, I almost opened my lips to stifle Bruder. But...

--Bruder's gaze pierced my eyes as if to shoot them straight through. With more than enough sharpness.

I couldn't help but wonder if that sharpness was the same eyes I'd seen before. They resembled the eyes of the man who had once saved me. I closed my lips without saying a word. It's not that I gave up, or that I was disgusted by his attitude.

It's just that that's what I'm thinking here, but it seems that I'm not so lacking in decency as to be able to receive my best friend's earnest gaze and despise it.

I nodded in response to his gaze, and sat down deeply on the sofa. I'm fed up with myself, wondering why I'm always like this.

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I'm not sure what to say.

For Bruder, each word was like letting out a curse that he had stored inside himself. For a long time, he has never spoken to anyone. I've lived my life keeping everything inside me, thinking that everything is mine.

I don't know why I decided to let it all out here.

Maybe it's because of Vestaline, the steel princess sitting in front of me, or maybe it's because of the influence of my employer sitting next to me. No, it's silly to think about it. Anyway, that's what I came up with.

As soon as I try to speak, my brain starts to make noise, and I feel the heat in my body. The words came to his mouth in waves, one after another.

The smell of alcohol stung his nostrils slightly, but he didn't care. He had sobered up a long time ago.

It's a simple story. My father, ...... Bruder-Gerua, was a mercenary like myself. He was just a bit of an oddball.

Yes, he was an oddball. Bruder's eyes blinked involuntarily.

I'm not sure what to make of that. There is no such thing as sincere camaraderie there.

Especially before the establishment of mercenary cities such as Belle Fain and the clarification of its organizational structure, it was natural for mercenaries to cheat each other and betray each other while in the same camp. It was a common occurrence to be stabbed in the back by someone you thought was one of your own as soon as you received your reward.

Such were the cold times. My father always wanted to believe in love.

My father, a devout member of the Great Satanic Church, became a mercenary in order to eat, but he still believed in someone, in salvation.

If he believed in such things, he could have found a better career. He was too covetous to believe in love and salvation when he was a failed mercenary.

And so, whether his foolish wish was answered by God or by the devil, he had a best friend he could trust, and a woman he loved.

To this point, Bruder's lips moved as if he were speaking not only to Vestalines, but to everyone around him. Perhaps his eloquence is not very good. The words are sometimes overlapping, and there may be parts where the meaning does not come through. His speech is not so fluent.

But strangely enough, the words were very moving. Everyone listened without interrupting.

"His best friend's name is Mordor, Mordor Gorn. I met him when I was little. I don't remember him well, but he wasn't a bad man.

At that time," muttered Bruder's voice, and for a moment the air around them became tense. Everyone was peering at Vestalino's expression. Lugis and the surrounding mercenaries.

I'm not sure what to do, but I'm sure you can do it.

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...... to be continued.

It is neither a rebuttal nor a denial. Vestalines intertwines the fingers of her hands in front of her lips, encouraging Bruder to speak, that's all.

Bruder nodded his head and slowly cleared his throat. The only sound in the dimly lit bar was Bruder's voice.

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