Chapter 77: 77 075 Nine Year Old Bridget's Wrath

The plans for the discussion were set for the next morning.

Because before Morgan went out, he left a message saying, "I'll be home early today, we'll discuss it at night".

But it was decided if we decided to discuss it. So, Isaac was feeling burdened.

(What if they refuse... It's like I smashed your face...)

There was a problem at a party hosted by the Marquis of Wellrod.

Normally, Melinda and Nathan are at fault, but Isaac has been taken for knowing what they're doing and setting a trap.

They may think Isaac is responsible, too.

No, they think for sure.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have gotten mad.

(Because I thought I could do it this way and stopped thinking deeper. I should have thought about the impact on my family first...)

The more I think about it, the more depressing I feel.

I just want to change my mood at a time like this.

But I don't have that opponent.

Lisa doesn't come every day either, and Tiffany scares me.

It was Bridget when it came to the person she was close to and could easily talk to, but there was subtle air flowing between her and her.

It's kind of hard to talk to.

(No, that's why we should talk. What I did led to a subtle relationship. Then you should walk away from me)

If there was anything similar in the past life, I'd say, "I want an incentive to talk, so why don't you talk to them?" and would have been uzzy.

But in this world, he decides to live in a different way than in his previous life.

Talking to you from yourself at these times is only a slight change.

But even a minor change is a change.

And above all, Isaac is learning the importance of acting.

When the Marquis Wallick family acted, it was new to my memory that it caused a great deal of trouble.

On the other hand, I was able to establish a friendly relationship when I was an elf.

Acting does not necessarily have negative consequences.

To make up with Bridget, act first.

If you don't apologize for making me feel "hard" first, it won't even begin to repair the relationship.

Isaac headed to the study with Bridget.

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Wang Du's mansion has few entertainment books.

This is mainly due to the large number of materials used at work or for study.

The Marquis Wellrod family is a family of civil servants from generation to generation, so they have a particular collection of historical relational materials.

Claude was using past material there and explaining it to Bridget.

- With regard to a species called man.

Claude notices Isaac and speaks first.

"What's up?

"Um..."

Isaac was going to call first.

Yet because Claude reacted earlier, Isaac said it was hard.

Bridget's cold gaze also adds up to the indescribable heavy air.

But in no way did Isaac open his mouth.

"It's about my brother... Surprise me...... or sorry for making me sad"

I bow my head after I say it.

(I could tell)

I'm relieved that I was able to say the most difficult apology.

I threw the ball first.

All we have to do is wait and see how they get the ball back.

At that time, I felt signs of getting up from the gutter and chair.

"What are you talking about! If you're going to apologize, it won't be us, it'll be Nathan! Why did you kill your brother?

Bridget's anger echoes in the study.

Claude turns her hand on her shoulder like that, letting her sit in the chair with a gentle tap to calm her down.

"Bridget, I told you. Human beings are creatures that kill each other, even in their own kind."

Claude speaks to Bridget like a gentle voice.

"But!"

"Calm down, Bridget"

Claude looks at Chirali and Isaac.

And after a little worrying, I started explaining it to Bridget.

"For example, what would you think if a wolf were killing each other in a territorial feud in the woods?

Sudden analogy story.

Bridget is a little confused, but answers the question.

"Nothing...... 'Cause that's not what it is."

"That's right. That's what humans are for."

"You're not! Because humans..."

"I'm with you!

To Bridget, who speaks out in protest, Claude tells him in a strong tone, "It's the same."

"The prey is visible, but the forest territory would be invisible, wouldn't it? Just like that, humans don't just take visible things like gold and things, they take away things like the invisible territory of power. If you ask me, Nathan lost to Isaac in a territorial feud. That's all."

If you look at the book Isaac has on his desk with Chirali, apparently that's a history book.

Perhaps Claude was just explaining to Bridget that "humans are creatures of the same race and strife".

"But I'm human! It's not an animal!

But Bridget didn't seem easy to accept either.

Objection to Claude.

"I tend to misunderstand you because you look like an elf, but don't forget that humans are a completely different species from elves. That means different ways of thinking and acting. Don't think the same way."

Claude answers calmly.

I saw Chirali and Isaac again.

Apparently, he's trying to give me a cover for Isaac - or the whole human race - but his story is something I don't really want to hear for humans.

I guess you care about him a lot.

But I didn't mean to leave Isaac.

"Keep going," he urges with a trick.

"Look, you're just starting to make contact with humans. I guess that's why you have the ideal image of 'I want this to happen' to humans. But throw that away. Human beings can be cruel for whatever they want."

"But Isaac's just a kid. Even though you're a child, you kill your brother, too?

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To Bridget's question, Claude is stuck with words for a moment.

"As far as I know, there was no such child... Well, look. Isaac."

"If you want to follow me, follow me there too!

Nor could Isaac, who watched not to disturb the story, overlook the words now.

Claude laughs bitterly.

"Exactly... na. I've seen human children kill people before. But it's just an accident like you dropped your opponent on a tree. I've never killed anyone on purpose before. And minus the fact that you killed Nathan, you're no ordinary child."

"Terrible!"

Although I said it was terrible, I can't deny the fact that I'm not a normal child (...).

Because it doesn't matter if you use that memory or not, it's not normal, more than you have memories of a previous life.

Besides, I even think about taking the throne, so I have to admit.

"How can Claude stay calm? You can have more reactions."

Bridget wonders how Claude reacts.

What surprised him was about when he heard "Isaac killed Nathan," and then he was oddly calm from Bridget.

"At least I know something more human than you."

Claude exhales lightly.

And he spoke with a distant eye as if he remembered the old days.

"Not only do we think differently from humans, but life expectancy is also very different. Fifty years from now, what do you think you're doing?

Claude asks Bridget about fifty years later.

"Glamorous beauty that enchants the surroundings?

"Pup - it hurts, it really hurts!

Isaac erupted unexpectedly into Bridget's answer.

At the price of it, I get my cheeks twisted tighter than ever before.

This is Isaac's fault, but Bridget is also responsible.

Has the elf evolved to act easily in the woods, with slender bodies for everyone?

Bridget is also skinny today.

It was questionable how far we would grow in the future.

Even then Claude laughs bitterly.

I guess he received, too, that he was saying quite impotent.

"Well, aside from how much you grow... Fifty years later, she is an adult woman. But Isaac is most likely dead."

"Buy people's grudges and get killed?

"... possibly in old age."

Deny it, too.

Isaac raises his protest as he rubs his cheek, but Claude continues ignoring that voice.

"Fifty years is long enough for an elf to think you've grown. But for humans it is also the length of everything in life. You know what that means?

Bridget shakes her neck to the side.

Because she doesn't know what that means.

"You're going to experience people dying even though you're not old at all. It's not just getting older and dying. Few of them die in contention. And -"

Claude has sad eyes.

"- You see friends change year after year. Even though I remain a child, my human friends keep growing. Some of my friends were good guys when I was a kid, but when I grew up, I couldn't resist committing acts that hurt people for no reason. I've seen a lot of them. Isaac is better off just because he's still fighting for power."

Listening to Claude, Isaac remembers what he thought before.

(I knew humans were like teachers on the other hand...)

Claude is over 300 years old.

I guess I lived with humans until the war two hundred years ago.

My heart gets dirty as I grow older, even if I am innocent as a child.

Humans only grow faster than elves and change their minds faster.

From the rate at which the elves grew, it should have looked like a remarkable change both physically and mentally.

Claude must have seen his friends change and learned a lot.

So the current situation has also managed to be taken.

But Bridget, who grew up in a world isolated from humans, has no such experience.

The difference in experience was the difference in reaction between the two of us.

"Bridget, you weren't just chosen as ambassador because you met Isaac. It is also to see if the younger generation can do well in human society. If you can't stand this, you can take turns with someone else and go back to the woods."

Bridget chewed her lower lip and nagged.

I don't know what you're thinking.

Isaac watched what answers she would give.

"I don't know..."

"I don't need to know. That's the kind of race we break up with humans."

What a terrible word.

But he seems to be trying to calm Bridget down and make her accept reality.

"... I don't think I can do it right away"

Bridget groans in the potpourri.

But Claude didn't look sorry.

He should have had all sorts of grids at a young age, too.

Probably knew from my own experience that it wasn't immediately acceptable.

"Right. I'm not telling you not to be sad about Nathan. But it's not a good idea to drag it forever. This is how Isaac comes to make up. Hit me one shot here and keep it over."

"Hey, Claw -"

Isaac's voice of protest was interrupted by Bridget's planking.

"Even I was going to study a little bit about humans, so I'm going to let you know that this time it's been a good study. I have a wide heart."

"No, because it's not wide at the time you're tapping"

Isaac blames Bridget as the new pain strokes her running cheek.

"What. Want another shot?

Bridget set out to hit him flat.

"No, come here, please"

Isaac reached out.

Bridget got a little lost and then took the hand.

In the meantime, it didn't get to the point of complete separation.

Isaac was relieved of the incident.

"This is the real handbeat (...)"

"I said something good," Claude smiles.

But Isaac and Bridget had nothing to say in response to it.

All I did was look subtle and stare at Claude's face.

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