Chen Huijie, I am not a good person anymore!

The New Year month is a very special day in Terra. On the first day of December, people will try their best to prepare gifts for their relatives and friends. According to Roya's understanding, this is Christmas. These gifts will then be given out on the night when the first snow falls this year.

It was December 1, 1093, the beginning of winter in Victoria. Abramana had no interest in the festival, but when Roya stretched out his hand in front of her, she chose to slap his hand away and stood up.

"France, leave these to the school officer and tell him that Secretary Roya and I have something to do in Oak Forest County."

France is one of Abrana's guards, and has been following Abrana since the founding of Deep Pool. He can be said to be her confidant. Just now, he heard the conversation between Roya and Abrana outside, and he thought that the two might be going on a date.

"I understand, Your Highness. Do you need to arrange guards for you and Secretary Luo Ya?"

"No need. No one has ever been able to threaten his life under my hands."

Abrana's original words were just to express that with her around, protecting Roya was a piece of cake, not to mention her own safety, but France felt that this was like saying that she would not allow anyone to take action against Roya. The various gossips circulating in Deep Pool these days made it difficult for them not to think too much.

But since it was Abrana's idea, naturally no one dared to disobey, and France felt that Roya probably didn't need protection. After hearing that Roya had easily killed an entire Gray Hat Squad alone, many people in Deep Pool now had an impression of him that changed from "a very kind and good boss" to "a terrifying bloody secretary who could kill people with just one sentence."

"You don't need to tell anyone about this."

Before leaving, Roya didn't let anyone know that he wanted to prepare a surprise for everyone, including Dr. Kal'tsit, as a thank you for treating Rosemary.

Watching Roya and Abrana leave, France's eyes gradually took on some indescribable meaning. He quickly adjusted his state and prepared to hand over the things in his hand to the school officer. Some things cannot be neglected.

"Well, what are Roya and that bad woman going to do?"

The village, which served as a temporary base, was not too big. As soon as Xiao Ke smelled Roya's scent, he climbed to the window and saw Roya and Abrana skillfully climbing over the wall and leaving. Abrana seemed to have almost fallen because of the imbalance of her tail.

"It's winter now, maybe they're preparing gifts for the New Year."

Kal'tsit helped Rosemary lie down after she took the medicine, and then had to face another problem of her own.

After learning that Kal'tsit was also a knowledgeable scholar and teacher, Roya entrusted her with a task that was even more difficult than saving Rosemary - tutoring Xiaoke in his studies.

To be honest, this was a task so difficult that it made Kal'tsit doubt her own abilities. At the beginning, when Roya said that it took him a month to get Xiao Ke to memorize the multiplication table and learn three-digit addition and subtraction, Kal'tsit thought it was normal for Dr. Roya's teaching level to decline after he lost his memory.

It was not until she tried it herself that she realized that Luo Ya was a gold medal mentor who could teach Xiao Ke so many things in just one month.

"Gift, is today a holiday? Does that mean Xiaoke doesn't have to do homework?"

"If I don't finish my homework, Luo Ya will be unhappy, and then I might not get the gift."

It was Rosemary who knew how to make Xiao Ke calm down. Kal'tsit just looked at Xiao Ke. She felt that he looked familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen Xiao Ke. This familiar aura... was not something that ordinary people could have.

"Oh." With her ears drooping, Xiao Ke had no choice but to return to her seat and continue doing her homework. She hadn't realized that Rosemary had gradually become suppressive to her.

"what's your name?"

Kal'tsit looked at Xiaoke with some confusion and speculation in her eyes, and Xiaoke just scratched his head.

"I don't know. Xiao Ke doesn't have a name, but Luo Ya said that the words on the axe should be Xiao Ke's name!"

Xiao Ke took the axe from his waist and handed it to Kal'tsit. All other weapons were put away by Roya in the corner, but she would carry this axe with her even when taking a bath or sleeping.

Kal'tsit took the axe. The ancient Minoan forging technique is rare nowadays. It can be seen that it is a little worn out after being used for a long time. The ancient Minoan language is engraved on the axe. For Kal'tsit, this is not a difficult task.

Just after deciphering the name above, Kal'tsit's breath became disordered for a moment. She looked at Xiao Ke with an unconcealable surprise, followed by a sharp murderous intent, and her shadow seemed to be distorted.

However, Xiao Ke didn't seem to notice anything wrong with her tone and just looked at her expectantly.

"Ceobe." Kal'tsit interpreted the name in Victorian. "It should be called this."

"Keob, Little Ke is Keob! Hmm, but I feel that Little Ke sounds better. I'll ask Luoya which one he likes later!"

Looking at Xiaoke's happy yet conflicted look, Kal'tsit gently stroked the axe. No wonder she felt that Xiaoke's breath was familiar, Keobe...that was part of the name of the Lord of the Wilderness.

Chapter 43: Date on Sunday?

Oak Forest County is very lively during the New Year month. Shops and stalls selling gifts can be seen everywhere in the streets and alleys. People decorate their doors and walk on the streets in their clothes.

From a sweet and playful couple to a warm family, Roya always felt that he and Abrana were too out of place to blend in with them, because Abrana's temperament was there, she was cold and arrogant and looked like someone who was not easy to mess with, plus Roya's distressed expression, it probably gave people the impression that they were not a couple.

(No, why do I look like a couple with this guy? We are here to buy things, not to date)

Luo Ya suddenly realized that he and Abrana were not a couple, so there was no need to worry about other people's misunderstanding. It seemed that the festive atmosphere was too strong and made them subconsciously feel that it would be inappropriate not to participate.

"Big brother!"

A little blonde girl wearing a red hat and carrying a flower basket walked up to Luoya. There was some timidity in her eyes, so she tried to speak louder to make herself appear less scared.

"Um...would you like to buy a bouquet of flowers for your girlfriend? Maybe that would make her feel better."

"Thank you for your kindness, little sister, but we are not in a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship."

Luo Ya explained hurriedly, fearing that Abrana might become a fire in the winter if she was unhappy, but he still picked several flowers from her basket to show his patronage. These flowers were not expensive and looked good, but they were basically roses.

After all, most people on the street are couples during the New Year, so it is easier to sell roses.

"Oh, doesn't it count?" The flower-selling Little Red Riding Hood blinked and looked at Roya and Abrana. This was not the first time she sold flowers and she had seen many couples and married couples. No matter how she looked at them, she felt that these two were just a couple who were having a quarrel.

"Then are the big brother and big sister already married... woo!"

Luo Ya decisively blocked the little girl's mouth. She was so young but had no idea how high the heaven and earth were. Did this girl really want to speed through life?

Fortunately, Abrana just glanced at him coldly and said nothing. Luo Ya gently patted the little red riding hood's head to signal her not to speak anymore, otherwise he really couldn't say whether the girl would live to see her grandmother or her great-grandmother next time.

"I just want these flowers, six in total, uh..." Luo Ya suddenly realized something embarrassing. He had no money, and he couldn't just take out a piece of pure gold and give it to the girl.

After thinking it over, Roya stood up with the flowers, and under Abrana's murderous gaze, he reached into her pocket, took out the money and handed it to the flower seller Little Red Riding Hood.

Now the way Little Red Riding Hood looked at Roya changed completely. Before, she thought that Roya and Abrana were lovers or even husband and wife, and their relationship was being kept by someone!

"Go."

"Thank you, big brother and big sister!"

Anyway, the other person was patronizing her business, so the little girl skipped away happily. Roya handed the best rose to Abrana before she got physically angry.

"for you."

"Give it to me sincerely? I thought you were going to save this for Ravshine."

"It was your money that bought it, so of course I should give you the best. Besides, I don't like her."

Abrana felt strange after hearing this. If she didn't give the best flower to Ravshini because she didn't like her, then Roya giving her the flower meant...

"Let's go, there are still many things that I haven't bought. It would be ridiculous to go to the city just to buy a few flowers. This is not really a gift. I have to publish the manuscript first."

Just as Abramana figured out what Roya meant by that, he dragged her to the largest publishing house in Oak Forest County. Looking at the gorgeous rose in her hand, Abramana decided not to pursue the matter of Roya taking money out of her pocket, as it would make her, as a leader, seem too stingy.

Festivals were not associated with happiness for Abrana, so she just regarded it as an outing. But from the moment she received the flower, she realized that this was what a festival should be like. How many years had she not felt this way? No, it seemed that she had never felt the atmosphere of a festival like this since she was born. She was different from Ravshini, and she had no choice.

"so good."

Roya deliberately exhaled cold air, as if imitating Abrana's breathing of fire, making her want to kick the guy into the river.

"What good?"

"I've never felt that celebrating a holiday could be so relaxing."

Leaning on the railing by the river, Luo Ya looked at the roses in his hand and realized that the girl selling flowers just now might not be an ordinary person. The street was noisy and the crowd was laughing. He and Abrana were like aliens mixed in the crowd, and they were out of place. But it was this kind of incompatibility that made them look particularly well-matched.

"When I was a kid, every time there was a festival, I would first go to a vendor I knew to get flowers to sell for some money. Selling flowers would last from morning till night, and it would be very cold, but I had to make myself look clean because no one would want to buy from a dirty child.

"But I don't have any nice clothes, so I can only borrow a cheap but decent summer outfit and sell the flowers with my eloquence. I can earn more than 300 yuan a day, but I have to give half of it to the florist.

"I'll use the remaining money to buy a not-so-big cake, some snacks and soda, a small gift and the best flower, and then go home to celebrate Mitsuki and my birthday."

Abrana sensed a suppressed emotion from Roya, and her instinct told her that it would be best not to let Roya continue talking alone.

"Is Mitsuki your sister? Do you have the same birthday?"

"It's not the same day, but she doesn't know her birthday either. I just happened to find her when I was selling flowers. She was only this tall at that time."

Roja gestured a little, but the suppressed emotion was gone, and Abrana listened to him, gently turning the rose in her hands, it was too bright and showed no signs of wilting.

"I was the one who gave her the name Miyue because I couldn't read much at the time. It's actually a good thing because we can save the expense of a birthday celebration."

"So today is your birthday?"

"Yeah, so I was wondering what to buy her."

What kind of gift can convey one's feelings to a person who has been dead for many years? They are not even in the same world. Luo Ya looked at the rose in his hand, raised his head and looked around, and finally took out the better one and walked to the beggar at the corner of an alley, putting some money and the flower in front of him.

“Ah, ah~ah!”

The begging child pointed to his mouth, indicating that he could not speak, but it was obvious that he was very grateful to Roya.

"I wish you a happy holiday today, too. Speak."

Leaving these inexplicable words behind, Roya returned to Abrana, took her sleeve and walked away. They still had a lot of things to do.

Watching Roya and Abrana leave, the begging boy kept whimpering. He wanted to explain that he really couldn't speak because he injured his throat when he was young. He didn't want to gain sympathy and express his gratitude. The money Roya gave was enough for him and his younger brother to have full meals for several days.

However, after a brief interlaced groaning, the boy subconsciously uttered his thoughts.

"Sir, I really am not..."

He was suddenly stunned, then touched his neck in disbelief, first with surprise, then with ecstasy.

Of course Abrana knew what Roya had done. It must have overdrawn his spirit, otherwise how could Roya have the courage to grab her sleeve directly?

"Is it worth it?"

"It's not about whether it's worth it or not. When I was eight years old and begging, I thought it would be great if someone could give me money to have a full meal."

Luo Ya's head hurt a little, but it was still within his tolerance. He was just in a spur of the moment. Now that he thought about it, the money he gave was indeed a bit too much, but he also felt... really good! This feeling of lending a helping hand to others was better than anything else!

And now he also proved that his ability is indeed not limited to simply commanding objects, but more like rewriting the facts themselves.

"I'm just giving alms to my former self, just take it as it is, Abrana."

"But you can only give alms to a few people, and you even use my money."

"Nonsense, you don't pay me."

Facing Roya's complaints, Abrana had nothing to say. She just looked at his hand holding her sleeve.

"Roya, is this disrespectful to Victoria's future king?"

"If you have the ability to make sure that there are no more people begging for a living in Victoria, then you will be worthy of my respect."

Having said that, Luo Ya still let go of his hand, but what he didn't expect was that Abrana grabbed his wrist in return. Well, this didn't count as holding hands.

"What if I can do it?"

"Then if you tell me to go east, I will never go west, although it seems I don't dare to do so now."

Abbrana's hands were warmer than she expected, but Roya felt awkward, unspeakably uncomfortable.

But he couldn't beat Abrana, so he could only follow her like this.

As he walked, Luo Ya couldn't help but look back. The begging boy had disappeared among the playful and happy crowd. No one cared where he went or why he appeared.

Chapter 44: Dragon Gate Festival

On December 1093, 12, the New Year's month in Longmen was more lively than that in Victoria. Chen Huijie could feel it clearly while sitting in the car, as she had studied abroad in Victoria.

"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. The cake shop was very busy today. The cake I ordered in the morning was not finished by the afternoon."

Jiu opened the car door and placed the cake and various snacks and gifts on the back seat. Chen Huijie took a look.

"Your birthday?"

"It's Deputy Director Luo Ya's birthday, and also his sister's birthday. This time last year, he made a cake for me. His reputation wasn't that bad back then."

Although Jiu has now replaced Luo Ya's position, no matter whether it is her or others, when they mention the deputy director of the Guard Bureau, the first name that comes to mind is Luo Ya.

"Now some people are gradually realizing that Roya's existence is very important, and some are even trying to give him a good name."

Pointing to the news on the big screen over there that was refuting rumors about Luo Ya's corruption and bribery, Jiu started the car. Today they planned to go to the welfare home that Luo Ya secretly opened to give some gifts, and also visit Luo Ya's grave.

Chen Huijie certainly knew who was behind Luo Ya's reputation. Wei Yanwu and the Rat King would not do this personally. They would only condone Lin Yuxia's behavior.

"By the way, does Luo Ya have a younger sister?"

"Yes, although he found it when he was selling flowers, they have a good relationship. Didn't Luo Ya tell you?"

"No, he and I have no contact outside of working hours."