Chapter 257: Follow-up Question

After the negotiations, according to the rules commonly used in the human world, the next one was a grand banquet. This kind of royal family banquet was always known for its length and luxury. The banquet came like a flowing table, and singers, dancers, jugglers, dwarfs, etc. took turns to perform. In some books, this banquet even had a hundred dishes. Of course, the facts were not as exaggerated as books, but they were enough to make the common people glar. So when the banquet was completely over, it was too late on the one hand, and on the other hand, the people with the congregation were exhausted, so everyone said goodbye and left.

Asu Ruffat was one of the people who left earlier. He walked out of the main hall where the banquet was held. Instead of walking the main road, he left along the garden path that he once knew very well. After so long, the garden should have been overgrown with weeds and was unbearable to see, but Scadra had found a professional gardener to solve this problem, at least partially solved it. So if you don't take a closer look, the garden is still quite acceptable.

The stars are shining tonight. Ashrufate's eyes moved away from the newly trimmed garden plants in the garden and stopped at the black shadows in front of the road.

He had dark vision beyond mortals, so he had long recognized who the person ahead was. That was Rhodya - Ashurufat remembered that she was the first person to say goodbye and leave at the banquet.

"Where are you thinking about?" Rotia's voice came from afar. "Can you want to meet your fiancée?"

"It's true." Ashu Rufate replied. He was increasingly feeling that something had exceeded his expectations - of course, it was beyond his control. It seemed that there was a force in the dark that was driving everything development and change.

He did not stop. Although Rotia was standing in the middle of the road, she was only standing in the middle of the road and did not make any move to stop him.

"I bet that old woman must be at home today." Rotia suddenly said as they passed by each other. "I suggest you bluff her. I think... no, I'm sure that things are not as beautiful as you think! The old woman is not that kind of person."

Ashu Rufate did not stop, but Rotia could confirm that he had heard his words.

Ash Rufate's figure disappeared into the darkness

After a long time, another figure appeared from the garden path again. The garden path is not the right path. Besides, the queen's original bedroom leading to the other side of the path. It was also the area of ​​most harmed in the previous rebellion. At that time, in order to search for the escaped queen and to drive the queen out of her hiding place, the rebels even burned several small houses. People who are not familiar with the layout of the palace will not take this path, nor will they, because it is meaningless. Only people like Ashu Rufate, who are "missed" will choose this path.

"You are finally here!" Rotia came forward. It was Berel who walked out of the darkness. After seeing Rotia's actions, the reason why Berel would appear here is self-evident.

Berel hugged the beauty into his arms with force. "I..." He seemed to want to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, but just hugged Rotia with greater strength.

“I’m glad you made this choice…”

"I have betrayed my motherland for you." Beller sighed softly. Outsiders, even close people like Robin, probably cannot detect such subtle changes in Beller, but the hardest person in the world to deceive himself is himself, especially those who are rational and calm like Beller.

"The same is true for me," Rotia replied in a very light voice. "I have betrayed my monarch and told you all the secrets. Tell you that you will not make me regret it!"

"I won't make you regret it!" Berel said softly. When he wanted to say more, something soft blocked his mouth.

It took a long time before the two separated.

"Next, I have to go to the battlefield." Berel said gasping. "I don't know when I will come back. During this period, all my energy must be placed on the battlefield and I am powerless in the outside world, so there is something you have to help me complete. If it can be done, then when I come back, we can be together openly and happily."

"What if it can't?"

"Then we can't be together openly." Berel chuckled. "At that time, I can only take you away and fly high to a place where no one knows us!"

"I'm even more worried about another thing. You're going to fight this time...but you must come back!" Rotia gritted her teeth and said. "Live, come back in full!"

"I will definitely come back!" Berel replied. "Don't worry, I will play a cowardly role. I will never take risks and will never rush to the front line stupidly. If I am sure that our side is defeated, I will be the first to escape and run faster than a rabbit..."

He wanted to do something else, but Rotia had already pushed the other party away.

"This is the palace," she said. "When will you leave?"

"If you are fast, you will leave tomorrow. If you are slow, you can drag it until the day after tomorrow." Berel replied. "It depends on how our General Asu Ruffat arranged it."

"No matter how he arranges it, you have the chance to delay it until the day after tomorrow, right?"

"This is a military secret!"

"What do you want me to do? This is also a military secret? Let's wait until the day after tomorrow..." Rotia suddenly said seriously. "I thought you were an honest person."

"You don't know me, but only half of me is bad, and the other half..."

"It's even worse! Well, this is the palace! I'll wait for you in my shop tomorrow. Then we have plenty of time to talk about your little secrets."

"I hope it's not just about talking." Beller grabbed the other party again. He finally understood that slick and chewing are the talented skills of everyone's men, and it just needs a specific environment to activate this skill.

...

Ashu Rufat gently opened the door.

When you were outside the door, you could see the vague candlelight in the room. As he expected, Aunt Mary was the only one in the living room. To be more specific, Aunt Mary was painting alone.

As far as he knows, this aunt seems to have regarded painting as her hobby. As the saying goes, "Those who like it are worse than those who enjoy it." Although my aunt is not a professional painter, she does not seem to have received the strictest training, to be honest, the skills of paintings are not bad. If her paintings can be painted on her face, they should be able to sell them at a good price in the collection market.

Ashu Rufate pushed the door and entered without causing Aunt Mary's reaction. According to etiquette, Ashu Rufate, as a junior, should take the initiative to say hello. However, as we all know, when artistic creators are inspiring, they do not have the leisure to care about the changes in the outside world. On the contrary, they will be furious because of others' disturbances. Therefore, Ashu Rufate can only stand a little embarrassedly and wait for Aunt Mary to speak on the initiative.

After several minutes, perhaps Aunt Mary finally completed the critical steps, she finally raised her head.

"Ashu Rufate, you're back."

Aunt Mary's voice seemed calm, but Ashu Rufate was a keen person and felt something was wrong.

"Where are them?"

"If I was right in the room upstairs, I should be reading. Two days ago, they bought a few inexplicable books from somewhere in the city, and are now studying them carefully. It's really... I'm not young anymore, but I'm still as innocent as a little girl."

"That happens to be right, aunt." Ashu Rufat walked to Aunt Mary's easel. He looked at the painting. Aunt Mary was painting the male protagonist's hair just now - of course her face was still empty. "They were the most attentive when reading books. I think we could just talk about something."

Aunt Mary raised her head, and she did not show any annoyance. On the contrary, Ashu Rufate felt that she seemed to be a little...sad and despair? Is it because of painting that I fell into the sad memories of the past that I couldn't extricate myself? Ashu Rufate could not be sure.

"What do you want to know?" Aunt Mary was so calm that even Ashu Rufate felt strange. She signaled Ashu Rufate to sit down next to her.

"You should ask, I already know something." Ashu Rufate replied.

"So what have you already known?"

"I already know a lot," said Ashu Rufate. "Remember that day? I mean the words you said to me when my injury was not healed and my movements were inconvenient. I can now be sure that those words were stories you made up by yourself, right?"

"So." The old woman sighed. "Your memory has not been restored yet?"

"It should be said that it has not been fully restored yet," Ash Rufate replied. "The situation is the same as the book says. There are two forms of memory recovery for people who have lost their memory. One is to remember them all in an instant, and the other is to think of some fragments after a while, until all the fragments are coherent. I am obviously the second one."

"How many... have you remembered some?" Aunt Mary sighed long. This sigh actually answered the most critical question in Ashu Rufate's heart. For some reason, when the truth was exposed, Ashu Rufate felt dizzy. Some of his heart was asking him to pursue the victory and dig out all the secrets hidden by his aunt. The other part made him stop there. So what if he knew the truth?

"I am not the son of a knight from the south of Ryan at all!" After a long time, Ashu Rufate finally spoke again.

"You're right." Aunt Mary admitted it straightforwardly without any resistance.

"So...in fact, you knew long ago that the things I carried around me... were not fake?" Ashu Rufate asked.

"Yes, those are real deposit slips. I went to various chambers of commerce to confirm."
Chapter completed!