"That’s basically the situation. Church seed calm, but I think he was angry and then left without a word."
In the Undying Club, Palr drunkenly talked to a few people about what had just happened.
After Church left, the three of them lost their interest, let alone the fact that they couldn’t continue the board ga by themselves, so they simply left the Landling District and returned to the Undying Club, where at least they could find a few more people.
"Damn it, Palr, you ruined tonight’s board ga!" Serey cursed from the side.
Serey didn’t care about Church’s emotional issues. To be accurate, Serey didn’t care about anything; this guy’s remaining life was ant for having fun, and everything had to yield for the sake of enjoynt.
Palr had destroyed the "Journey of Nightfall," and their ga had only just begun.
Bologue didn’t say much. He felt this was a matter between Palr and Church. The two were once partners, and even though Palr had shared many past experiences with him, so things were known only to Palr and Church themselves.
Like the issue between the Faceless One and Afeiya.
"This is sothing you should let Church handle himself, not add fuel to the fire from the side."
After hearing the whole story, Wei’Er paced back and forth on the chessboard, knocking over pieces one after another.
"I know, but if we let Church handle it himself, it’ll just fade away unresolved."
Palr reached out, picked Wei’Er up from the chessboard, and set her aside. Wei’Er sat obediently in place, wrapping her tail around her body.
"Since I’ve known Church, he’s been pursuing Afeiya... Oh, this shouldn’t be called pursuing. His actions are rely going to buy flowers, and this has been going on for a year or two."
The more Palr spoke, the more he shook his head, unable to tolerate Church’s slow actions.
"If Church keeps buying them like this, he’ll just remain a well-off custor!" Palr slapped his thigh in frustration over Church’s lack of resolve.
"So, you want to help Church?" Bologue fiddled with the chess pieces.
"Sort of... If Church continues like this, he’ll just bury the secret deep in his heart, and that’s just awful."
Palr cald down and gazed at the railroad tracks on the chessboard, which crossed through towering mountains and a snow-blanketed world...
"Everyone’s an undisputed expert in their own area, but when it cos to unfamiliar angles, they’re utter fools."
Bologue said, "Sounds like you really know sothing."
Palr said, "I don’t really know much; I’ve just been through it."
"Tell us?"
Serey beca interested. Since the board ga couldn’t go on, listening to a story was also quite good. Serey loved various stories. When he was still a Night Race Lord, he once ford a maid team in the castle, and the maids’ daily job was to lull Serey to sleep and tell him bedti stories.
When they heard this past story, both Bologue and Palr had complicated expressions, while Serey seed thoroughly engrossed in the pleasant mory.
"That was back when I was getting ready to join the Order Bureau."
Palr recalled the past, though it wasn’t too far in the past, since he’d only been with the Order Bureau for a couple of years.
"As one of the heirs of the Clarks, the Order Bureau was not only a coalition to us but also an extension of the Clarks’ power. Every generation, soone from the Clarks joined the Order Bureau and held important positions; I was no exception.
At the ti, I didn’t have any complicated thoughts about it. I just thought of it as going to a new place for work. I was already old enough and supposed to leave ho for work, so I packed my luggage and was ready to leave. On the night before my departure, Vasilina ca to see ."
Palr paused for a mont and suddenly stopped talking.
Serey shouted, "Go on!"
"No... I suddenly realized that telling this story might ruin my heroic image..."
"What heroic image?! Just say it!"
Wei’Er raised her cat paw, her cold sharp claws gleaming.
"Alright, alright!" Palr surrendered with his hands up, beginning to regret bringing it up.
"Back then, my relationship with Vasilina was childhood friends, I admit I had feelings for her, but just like Church, I kept quiet, too scared to confess."
Wei’Er murmured, "Even the heir of the Clarks turns into an idiot in such matters."
"Hey! I heard that!" Palr was distressed.
Palr was about to retort but deflated like a balloon and muttered.
"Upon hearing I was going to work away from ho, Vasilina ca to see . I thought it would be so difficult goodbye scenario, but in reality... um...
She asked if I was going to work for the Order Bureau, I nodded affirmatively, and then she said the Order Bureau was dangerous and asked if I would face many scary enemies. I admitted, and I comforted her by saying I was ntally prepared for such things and told her not to worry too much.
Yes, even at my coming of age, my damn old man force-fed all these life-risking lessons, so how could I not be ntally prepared!"
ntioning his peculiar dad and the life-risking coming of age, Palr grew agitated.
Bologue rembered Palr’s coming of age ceremony, and every ti he thought about it, even the serious Bologue couldn’t help but laugh.
"Son, welco to the New World!"
Accompanied by the father’s kind words, a crazy and bizarre world unfolded like thunder before a child, leaving Palr crying his eyes out in fear.
Oh dear, was Palr’s codic talent not from his experiences but rather from his dad, passed down in the Clarks family?
"I explained a lot to Vasilina, telling her not to worry and whatnot, but she didn’t listen at all and, with a serious face, said to ..."
Palr mimicked Vasilina’s serious tone at the ti.
"Palr, you’re a jinx..."
"Hold on a minute! Jinx?" Serey raised his hand and interrupted Palr, "Did you beco a debtor at that ti?"
"Huh? No, I’ve just always had bad luck since I was young," ntioning this, Palr looked quite embarrassed, "And after becoming a debtor, the bad luck beca increasingly apparent."
Bologue tried hard to stop himself from laughing.
Hahaha!
"Back to the main topic."
Palr recounted what Vasilina said to him at the ti. He rarely rembers sothing so clearly, let alone soone’s words word for word.
Palr rembered that night’s conversation; it was etched in his heart like a sword.
"Palr, you’re such an unlucky fellow, going to such a dangerous place. You might die one day and then every secret buried in your heart will fade away... Isn’t that just pitiful?"
A smile unconsciously appeared on Palr’s face, "Honestly, I didn’t quite understand what she ant when she said that."
Serey asked, "And then?"
"Then Vasilina kissed forcefully."
"What?"
"What?"
"ow?"
Palr’s expression was mixed with sha and indignation, "What could I do! I couldn’t resist her at all! I have never won against that jerk since I was young!"
"She pinned against the wall and kissed , then she smiled at and left. I was completely stunned and couldn’t sleep all night."
"The next day my dad saw looking all downcast and he jokingly said," Palr recounted sothing even more absurd, "True to my son, going out to fight evil, got so excited lost sleep!"
Serey didn’t know what expression to put on anymore.
Thinking about the grand Night Race, and the rising Eternal Night Empire, being destroyed by the Clarks family, and now this old and powerful Extraordinary Clan, with such a bizarre manner...
Were these people really the ones we fought to the death with during the Dawn War?
Serey gently rubbed his forehead, even now the Night Race Lord doubted life for a mont.
"After I got to the Order Bureau, it took a few weeks to slowly understand Vasilina’s words," Palr said softly, "She knew I liked her and knew I wouldn’t dare to say it out loud. If I died out there, those feelings would never see the light of day."
"Instead of waiting for you to react, Vasilina chose to tear down that barrier herself?" Bologue said.
"Pretty much, it was only then that I realized belatedly that I actually had a girlfriend, and I was happy for a long ti."
"Shouldn’t it be fiancée?"
Bologue noticed Palr’s incorrect wording; ntioning "fiancée" made Palr’s face change slightly, unclear whether it was joy or distress, but it was definitely complex.
"What do you an? I thought I had a girlfriend and was excitedly showing off to others. After working for more than a year, my dad ca to the Order Bureau to visit , ask how my work was going and so on, and then..."
Palr recalled the situation back then.
"Hey! Son, still alive huh!"
"Hey! Dad, still strong huh!"
When they t at the Order Bureau, Palr talked about his work experience. He encountered many problems, luckily Palr received very comprehensive training within the Clarks family and handled them perfectly.
Palr’s dad then talked about the things that happened in Wind Source Highlands after Palr left.
"By the way, Vasilina..."
As soon as Dad ntioned Vasilina, Palr boasted, "I chased Vasilina, she’s my girlfriend now."
Palr was full of excitent, in the past Dad always teased him about Vasilina, now Palr finally won one. But Dad was not surprised, instead, he nodded, correcting him.
"How can you call her a girlfriend?"
"Then what?"
"She’s already your fiancée, don’t call her a girlfriend anymore."
"Oh, I got it," Palr noticed sothing off, "Hold on... What did you say?"
"Fiancée?"
"Fiancée... Fiancée!"
Palr’s scream echoed throughout the Order Bureau.
...
"Turns out after I left Wind Source Highlands, Vasilina went to my dad and exaggerated what happened that night to him."
Back in the present, Palr spoke expressionlessly.
"Vasilina feared I would die out there and this emotion would be buried, but she also feared I would ss around after leaving Wind Source Highlands."
Palr said as he pinched his chin, "After all, I’m sowhat charming, Vasilina’s worries are understandable."
Despite saying this, Palr’s face was pale, as if telling a joke that wasn’t funny at all.
"So Vasilina went for it, found my dad, and proposed to .
Yes, you heard that right, I’m the one who was proposed to, and my dad actually agreed. They even finished the engagent banquet.
Of course, no one inford , no one..."
Palr slumped against the chair, his whole body sliding toward the table’s bottom.
"Their explanation was, I was performing tasks at the Order Bureau at the ti, they didn’t want to distract , and since I like Vasilina, I would definitely agree...
Just like that, I got a fiancée."
Palr slid to the bottom of the table, like a pale shell without a soul. Bologue half-lay on the table, and after a long ti couldn’t suppress the laughter, eventually, everyone stopped pretending, various laughter erupted continuously.
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