Why it never ends

Chapter 1106 Try your best

Hesta had almost straightened her back, as if she was going to lead Ximoya to Arevalo's study, but with a sigh, she leaned over the railing again.

"... maybe tomorrow," Hesta's voice was filled with fatigue, "I don't have the energy to do this right now."

Ximoya didn't seem to intend to leave. She walked to Hesta's side and said, "Then I have another question - where do I sleep?"

"…We'll talk about this later," Hesta whispered, "Just leave me alone for a while."

Ximoya chuckled. She leaned against the handrail on the second floor and stood next to Hesta. "You don't need to be alone for a while. You need someone to talk to you."

Hesta tilted his head: "...What do you want to say?"

"You won't feel tired if you finish your work." Ximoya also looked at her. "Try it?"

……

That night, Arevalo was awakened by a knock on the door more than an hour after falling asleep. In panic, he knocked over his glasses on the bedside table, so he groped in the dark for a long time before getting up, turning on the light and asking who the caller was.

Without his uniform, Arevalo is just an ordinary old man. His skinny torso can no longer hold up his pajamas to create a strong outline like when he was young. Without the uniform to cover it, his weak nature becomes more obvious.

Hesta's gaze rested on him for a brief moment: "Good evening, Governor."

"...Good evening, Overseer." The old man looked at him. "You——"

"Shall we go in and talk?"

The old man had no choice but to give up two places.

Ximoya and Hesta stayed in the study for about 20 minutes, talking with Arevalo. During the conversation, Ximoya pointed out that starting tomorrow, Arevalo should not live in one room - because no matter how tight the surrounding defense is, there will always be some gaps that are difficult for the authorities to find, so Arevalo should constantly change his position in the farm.

Hesta listened silently, not agreeing in his heart. What does it matter if they change places? For Mercury Needle, the smell of Arevalo will not disappear just by changing rooms.

However, Ximoya then said, "Similarly, you should not let anyone, including your secretary, know where to find you in advance. Any leaked information may fall into the ears of the assassin. This is what I am most worried about."

Hesta finally understood.

She looked at Ximoya, watching the person in front of her make further agreements with Arevalo about how to keep it secret further, how to pass on the message to the outside world, and how to further strengthen the fortress that sustains his life under the protection of Hesta and other mercury needles.

Arevalo listened carefully until Ximoya began to end the topic. He raised his head hesitantly and said, "I remember you are Kende's secretary, right? Did she send you here, or..."

Before Ximoya could answer, Hesta spoke first: "She only works for me now."

There was no unnecessary explanation, and Ximoya did not defend himself. Arevalo stared at the two of them and hummed thoughtfully, as if he was thinking about the meaning of this answer.

Ximoya stood up and said, "It's too late, Governor. I'll come to see you tomorrow morning and we can discuss some details then, okay?"

“Of course.” Arevalo subconsciously wanted to reach out to Ximoya, but he almost immediately realized what he was doing, and the raised hand waved casually in the air, as if to brush away some dust, “I’ll take you out.”

The door of Arevalo closed, and Hesta gave Ximoya another scrutinizing look.

"how?"

"...Let's talk downstairs." The two walked to the stairs one after the other. Hesta said, "There is no room in the main house tonight. I'll take you to Stella's place and ask her to make a bed for you first. I'll plan an office for you as soon as possible, but not now."

Ximoya glanced at the person beside her subtly: "...Forget about your breaking of promise regarding the office matter. I can temporarily not bother with you, but you know what I will not give in to, so don't test me."

"I know," Hesta laughed. "By the way, you have to come see Arevalo again tomorrow morning."

"Correct."

"You can tell him something that seems to be true, but don't lie. Once he finds out a loophole, he won't trust you anymore, and it will also affect the relationship between him and me." Hesta said softly, "For example, change rooms to avoid assassins--"

"Why didn't you interrupt me at that time?" Ximoya asked back.

"what?"

"If you had interrupted me and said that if the assassin was a mercury needle, then changing rooms would not be able to stop it, I would have told you that maybe the assassin did not come alone, and he might have his own spies in this space, so any means to improve security would not be redundant," Ximoya said, "but since you didn't mention it, I can only throw the topic directly to his secretary."

Hesta was stunned for a moment, and she frowned slightly: "I didn't mention it at first because I didn't want to ruin your reputation, but you think--"

"Next time, you can just tell me directly."

Hesta laughed again. She walked Ximoya all the way to Stella's big house not far away. As soon as they entered the door, Stella made a gesture to silence them.

"What's wrong?" Hesta asked.

“The old lady originally said that she must wait for you to come back tonight, but she probably couldn’t hold out because of her age,” Stella said softly, “Don’t wake her up again.”

Ximoya whispered the purpose of her visit, and Stella nodded repeatedly: “Okay, you sleep in my room first.”

Stella pointed out the location of her room to the other party. When the two were about to leave, Stella seemed to remember something and turned back: "Jane, you must come over tomorrow morning. Pakat has something important to ask you."

"Is it about this trip to the South Side?"

"...Yes, there were a lot of people and a lot of things there that were particularly infuriating," Stella said with a serious expression, "You weren't there the whole time, so Pakat wanted to make sure you understood everything as well."

"All right," Hesta replied, "I'll come in the morning."

She stood there and watched Stella and Ximoya enter the room, and the whole room became quiet again.

Hesta breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed like in the blink of an eye, there was only one thing left to do tonight: go to the backyard of the main house to meet the women who came just for her.

Everything is just as Ximoya said, you won’t feel tired when you finish things - and all things can be done one by one.

She relaxed her shoulders, opened the door, and stepped into the night of the farm.

The important thing is to finish the tasks at hand one by one... Hesta thought.

You can’t do it well, but try your best.

Ms. Chiba...