I, Viego, conquer Terra!

Gwen never thought that Isolde would throw away the bag that Viego gave her without hesitation.

It's like throwing away a bag of garbage.

She looked at the woods that Isolde had walked into, jumped lightly off the boulder, and looked carefully and attentively around the area.

After a moment, Gwen bent down and found the small shoulder bag from the weed-covered dirt ground.

The shoulder bag was now covered with mud and dust, no longer as white as before. It was covered with black mud and stains here and there, making it look dirty and ugly.

Isolde threw the bag with great force.

Even the surface of the shoulder bag was worn out, torn by the gravel on the surface, revealing the threads.

The blue-haired girl pursed her lips and gently patted off the large pieces of mud on the shoulder bag, but she was unable to remove the stains and mud on it.

It was still the same, dirty and ugly.

Gwen lowered her eyes slightly, looked at the bag in her hand, and opened it.

The shoulder bag, which the girl had always worn carefully against her body and had never disturbed the layout of the things inside, was now a mess.

The broken gold pieces and small change that she had originally arranged neatly were now jumbled together in a mess. The banknotes became wrinkled, and the note that she had always placed on the top, which could be seen when she opened her bag, was nowhere to be seen.

Gwen searched carefully, smoothing out the wrinkled banknotes one by one and rearranging the crushed gold nuggets in order.

But she never found the note in her bag.

She only found a cut made by a stone, with thread ends sticking out randomly and mixed with the soil.

So Gwen took out the needle and thread protected by the holy mist and repaired the damaged bag.

Then he carefully put the bag back on his shoulder, hung it around his waist, and began to look around for the missing note.

But Gwen was nowhere to be found.

She searched and searched, from the double moons hanging overhead to the rising sun, but she still couldn't find the note.

Perhaps the note with Viego's plain but warm handwriting had been thrown into the dust by Isolde.

Gwen pursed her lips and took a deep breath.

Dolls have no hearts.

But she felt really sad now.

I was so sad that my heart seemed to ache, as if an important part was missing.

But a "doll" that has been sewn with needle and thread should not have a heart.

Why is it still like this...?

I didn't do anything wrong, why...

Isolde's cold and disappointed eyes still emerged clearly and deeply in Gwen's memory, like sharp swords piercing into the doll's non-existent "heart", piercing it with holes.

Isolde did not believe her own words.

But Gwen didn't think that Viego's behavior was deceptive, nor did she think that the kindness shown to her by him, Shining, and Liz was false.

Isolde...why did she just assume that Viego was lying and deceiving herself...

Just like before, she also did not hesitate to think that the power of the Ruin Curse had increased because Viego had been slaughtering innocent people...

Gwen couldn't help but touch the small shoulder bag on her waist, which was originally white but now looked dirty and embarrassing, and her fingers were getting tighter and tighter.

Shining's comments about Isolde emerged from her memory.

——'When she appeared, she was full of compassion and self-talk. She thought that Mostima, who was saved by Lord Viego, was a victim who was going to be killed. She thought that I, who was patiently persuaded, was Lord Viego's enemy.'

'She implicitly accused Lord Viego, her words were full of blame for him, and she kept saying that she loved him, but she didn't even give a glance to Lord Viego who was in a strange state, very uncomfortable and painful at the time, and she didn't show the slightest concern.'

'The woman named Isolde had a very hypocritical expression on her face. She thought she was acting perfectly, but she didn't know that all her performances were full of loopholes.'

"Mastema and I both dislike her, and Lord Viego dislikes her even more... He looked at that woman with obvious and deep disgust, but she seemed to be completely unaware of it."

"..." Gwen couldn't help but lower her eyes, as if this could reduce her sadness a little.

The first person that came to mind, however, was the man who always seemed to smile, who loved to raise an eyebrow, who could make jokes, and who could force drinks into his hands in a tough but not too forceful way.

Viego...

What should I do now...?

Gwen had never thought that she would come back with joy and excitement to find Isolde, but the outcome would be a scene like this.

But the result was this.

She had never experienced such a situation before, and had never been looked at by Isolde with such cold and disappointed eyes that made her feel a little scared.

She really didn't know what to do.

Should I go to Isolde and admit my mistake?

But I clearly did nothing wrong...

Viego clearly didn't lie to me...

Gwen tightly grasped the straps of her shoulder bag, as if this action could bring her some comfort, some peace of mind when she was confused and at a loss, and some soothing to her sad heart.

A damaged shoulder bag can be mended with needle and thread.

But can the same be said for a broken heart...?

At this moment, Isolde in the woods frowned slightly.

I didn't expect Gwen to not come to admit her mistake the whole night...

Don’t you think you’re wrong?

Or too scared?

It seems that I shouldn't have let her leave me alone and go to this complicated city...

It's only been three days since we last met, and already there are signs of this happening...

——Isold did not like the feeling of things being out of her control.

So, she was also unhappy that Gwen did not come to her to apologize last night.

But now that things have developed to this point, the right thing to do is to think about how to make Gwen trust me completely again and listen to me as she did before.

Isolde thought a lot and finally decided that he should put some pressure on Gwen while treating her gently and apologetically.

Putting some pressure on her is to establish authority and make Gwen more obedient.

Treating her with a gentle and apologetic attitude is to eliminate the potential resistance, let her think that you are really thinking about her, let her think that you are treating her well, and that what you say is correct...

Give both grace and power.

Thinking this, she walked out of the woods.

She visibly frowned when she saw the dirty shoulder bag on Gwen.

"Gwen, didn't I tell you to throw away this bag? Viego lied to you, don't keep his things anymore."

Although it was clearly a question, there was no room for refusal in his tone.

Gwen pursed her lips, lowered her head and tightly grasped the straps of her shoulder bag, without responding to Isolde.

Isolde stepped forward and softened her tone. "If you just want a bag, I'll go with you to buy another one after we get to town, okay, Gwen?"

Gwen couldn't help but take a half step back, looked up at Isolde, whose expression was gentle and seemed to be slightly concerned, and quickly lowered her head again.

The blue-haired girl shook her head.

"No..." she said.

Isolde frowned slightly.

She didn't like the feeling that Gwen was going against her wishes.

But she still didn't say anything more, just said softly: "Well, since you like this bag, keep it for now. Let's go into the city now, and I'll buy you a bag as a gift, and then go find the 'Mudstone Mercenary Team' you mentioned, okay?"

——She said that on purpose.

She just wanted Gwen to subconsciously believe that the bag could stay because of her approval.

It was because of Isolde's consent that the bag could be left behind.

That's why Gwen can carry this bag with her.

Last night's tough stance was a bit too much, Gwen must have been a little scared.

Therefore, it is better to use a gentler attitude now to rebuild her intimacy and trust.

This will make it easier to establish his authority in Gwen's heart.

In the long run, Gwen will naturally no longer go against her will, nor will she rebel against her like she does now.

Isolde thought so.

Gwen pursed her lips and repeated Viego's name over and over in her heart. The face of the white-haired man and his back that made her feel safe and warm appeared in her mind again and again.

As if this could give her courage.

"...No, Isolde, I refuse." Gwen raised her head, holding the bag tightly, her eyes stubborn. "...I will not take you to Captain Mudstone, and I will not throw this bag away."

Isolde looked at her, and the gentle smile on her face seemed to become stiff all of a sudden:

"What did you say?"

Chapter 89 Gwen crying in Viego's arms? [Two in one]

Isolde's expression was stiff. He looked at Gwen with a stubborn look in his eyes and didn't even react for a moment.

Gwen's sudden and violent "resistance" was like a heavy slap in her face, which made her brain go blank and disrupted all her "plans".

What is the combination of kindness and severity, what is the subtle influence.

Everything is disrupted!

Isolde never expected that Gwen's reaction would be so drastic. He rejected her without hesitation, even avoiding her outstretched hand and began to refuse any intimate contact with her!

This is a very bad sign.

but why?

Or rather, why?

Why did she react so strongly just because I threw away the shoulder bag that Viego gave her?

Why did Gwen's trust and obedience to me drop so much after just three days of separation?

This is just a cheap shoulder bag that can be bought in town for only a few dozen yuan. It is not expensive and not exquisite at all.

Why should Gwen rebel against him for this?

Isolde couldn't understand.

But she didn't like Gwen's expression now, nor did she like the way she treated herself.

Dislike very much.

Why do you look at me like that? Why do you resist me? Why do you say that? Why...

Talk to me in that tone?

The smile on Isolde's face faded.

There was a hint of obvious anger in her eyes.

"Gwen, I'm doing this for your own good! Stop indulging in Viego's lies! The fact that you keep his things means you still don't believe he lied to you, right? Why?!"

Isolde frowned and asked Gwen a barrage of questions: "We have only been apart for a few days, why don't you believe me but believe Viego?!"

"..." Gwen subconsciously took a step back, and her slender fingers gripped the straps of her shoulder bag tighter.

She pursed her lips, as if she was a little sad, and looked at Isolde with disbelief in her bright eyes.