Chapter 208 The Boss
He handed the hilt back to Elena, and said in as gentle a voice as possible: "Why didn't you tell us?"

Elena took it with both hands, looked down at the hilt in her hand, her beautiful purple eyes were full of exhaustion.

Finally, she shook her head, bit her lip, and slowly put the useless sword hilt back into her bosom, lowered her head, turned and walked towards the manor.

One step, two steps, three steps.

She looked at the setting sun, her own shadow was completely covered by the shadow of the boy who seemed to be a year younger than herself not far behind her, and suddenly she couldn't take a step forward.

She squatted down slowly, holding her knees - she knew that the man was right behind her, so she opened her mouth.The saliva connected to the lips, broke again, and made a soft "boo" sound, but only one word came out at the end:

"sorry."

"Why are you apologizing?"

"Because, because I was obviously hired, with such a high commission, I didn't do anything that day."

Her thin shoulders trembled slightly, and her voice gradually became crying:
"Mr. Tomson died in battle, and Miss Mia's mana was exhausted. It's just me. I don't even know what I did. I just watched Cyril fighting that monster alone..."

"Now that my sword is still broken, wouldn't I be a complete hindrance? Am I still useful?"

The more she spoke, the more sad she felt, and she clenched the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands, and finally cried loudly, tears falling down patter.

Cyril looked at her quietly.He put his hand on the slightly trembling shoulder.

He probably understands what kind of character this girl is - she is so strong, has self-esteem but is extremely fragile, she is trying to move forward completely by the power she doesn't know where it exists, and she will fall into extreme confusion when she is hit.

And now, it's time for her to fall into confusion. The reason for her confusion is that she thinks she has made no contribution in the battle, but in fact she has also killed at least four baby stealers——

Moreover, without her sword, it would be impossible for Cyril to defeat Ambrose—he is not a "sword bone", and he has not mastered any special skills inherent in swords, such as being able to draw a sword out of thin air.

He was about to speak these words to comfort Alina, but he heard a burst of extremely unwilling sobs, the girl seemed to be biting her own arm, and only an indistinct voice leaked out:

"This is something my mother left me, but it's broken, broken..."

Cyril's figure trembled, and he suddenly realized what he had done—although it was absolutely unintentional, but for this already physically and mentally exhausted girl, it was definitely worse.

He took a deep breath and watched the girl's figure gradually wilt, from squatting to kneeling, and finally lying on the ground crying loudly.This sudden cathartic outburst is enough to show how much unwillingness Alina has accumulated along the way.

He quietly waited for Elena's cries to subside, the sky was getting dark, they stood in the shadows, only the light of a street lamp could shine into the dark alley.

The girl finally stopped crying, she raised her head from the ground, her forehead was covered with ashes, and her beautiful long golden hair became messy.She wiped her face hard with her arm, then stood up and said softly, "I will leave on my own initiative."

But before she took two steps, she heard a voice behind her:
"stop."

She froze for a moment, but instead quickened her pace, but the voice sounded like a tarsal maggot:
"You can leave if you want, but you have to pay the liquidated damages first."

"Liquidated damages?" Elena stopped in her footsteps. She turned around with her eyes wide open. The tears in her beautiful purple eyes just caught the light not far away, like a shining sea. .

"That's right. The monthly employment of ten silver terry, of course, is a long-term employment, starting at least ten years. The liquidated damages are obviously higher than your total income, and should be at least twenty gentry. Although we didn't sign the contract, But with the reputation of the Visconti family, you won’t do anything that violates this rule, right?”

Cyril crossed his arms and said in a calm manner: "Don't doubt the authenticity of this matter, you can ask, ask Mia, ask Evans, they will tell you so, it is not you who want to leave now We can go now."

"Ah..." Elena opened her mouth wide, she never expected that the plot would develop in such a direction, she clenched her fists and then let go, finally lowered her head and said:
"But I can't use it at all now..."

"Now your strength may indeed be a little weaker, but how old are you? We will stay in the capital for a while, you can go to a swordsmanship teacher to study hard and improve your strength. There will be many actual combat opportunities in the future Provided to you, as long as you are unwilling and want to make progress, you will definitely be able to grow."

Seeing the young girl, Cyril's mood was finally appeased, and his heart finally settled down. Fortunately, Elina was not so clever in this regard. I'm afraid it would be impossible to convince someone else with such words.

Seeing the girl lost in thought, he continued:

"Weapons can be purchased separately. The sword is worn out by me. I will pay for it for you."

"And this sword... don't forget that we are going to Amasir, there are many dwarves there, with their outstanding skills, I don't think it will be a big problem to repair this sword-not to mention, have you forgotten Is there still a dwarf named Kelan in our team? Although his skills cannot be guaranteed."

These words made Elena's body tremble, she bit her lip, reached out to grab the top of her collar, and after a while, she suddenly bowed deeply to Cyril.

"I'm sorry! I'm too capricious!"

Cyril secretly breathed out, with a calm smile on his face, and said softly: "But in order for you to motivate yourself at all times, I think we should change our names."

"Ah?" The girl was taken aback, looking at him, not understanding the meaning of this sentence.

"From now on, you can call me... the boss."

This was the last night they stayed in Karankin. Karankin was still a novice base in 1440. There was no suitable talent for Cyril to explore, and he didn't have the leisure time.

Lying on the bed, he suddenly began to feel uneasy, and this uneasiness became stronger for some reason.He tried to think about the fact that he would go to the Nuohe Plain tomorrow and reach the capital in two days at most, but when he thought of Solkonan, he finally realized that the source of his anxiety was the capital——

Not because of the award, nor because of returning to the capital in the distant memory, but because of their team.

The end of the team's journey seems to be Solkonan.This is true whether it is Mia, Evans, or even Caroline——

His erroneous behavior towards Elina today was considered to have kept Alina in his team steadily.

But... what about the rest?

Looking at the moonlight outside the window, he began to feel anxious.

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(End of this chapter)

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