One day before Allen returned to the Boldenville residence.
After he had a conversation with Rodion about his departure, Rodion advised Allen to keep it a secret from the townspeople in order to avoid creating a crowd. On that day, Allen went to each of his close friends, informing them about his departure while also sharing his new specialty soup, which he carried in a bag.
"Are you going to deliver the food to Lord Barakaley today too?"
"Yes."
Bedell smiled bitterly; he had promised Lord Barkaley to tell Allen not to deliver the soup again. Whether Lord Barkaley had eaten it or not, he should have told Allen about the incident.
"Goodbye then. I hope he accepts it this ti."
Bedell chose not to say anything. Since this was also Allen's last day in the city, he should let Allen keep trying until the end.
On the way through the city, Allen was often greeted by people.
"Allen, where are you going with such a big item?"
"Do you want to see the twins?"
"Allen, you have nothing to do today? Then drop by my house for a while."
"We're cooking grilled at; have a taste."
Allen endured the tightness in his chest every ti he had to lie by answering "next ti" to them. He was already too close to the city, the thought of leaving them made him want to cry.
First, Allen went to the church orphanage. He was imdiately mobbed by the children as soon as he got there.
"Allen! Food! Allen! Food! Allen! Food! Allen! Food!" they shouted as they surrounded Allen.
Vash imdiately ca to scold them, "Patience! And don't forget to wash the plate after you eat!"
Allen told Vash about his departure. Vash at that ti, with a smile replied
"Sohow, I guessed this would happen soday. Don't worry; you can go. I'm a second-level foster priest now. I've been entrusted to control the orphanage's food by the church.
Don't forget to co back from ti to ti. May God bless you."
Second, Allen went to Peter's place. When he arrived, they greeted Allen warmly. Hamnet and Judith, who were playing, ran and jumped on Allen. anwhile, Peter, who was working, stopped farming and imdiately welcod him.
"You're finally leaving," said Peter.
"Eh? What does that an?"
"It's not that we're happy you're leaving. It's just that sohow we feel you're too big to live in this small town," Peter replied.
"I don't understand."
"You don't have to understand what he's saying. Peter does talk out of turn sotis. What's big, you are just a kid," Iva said.
"I don't know where you're going. But wherever you're going, we grant you everything you are willing to do. Co visit us soti."
"Yes, I will definitely co back."
After that, Allen went to the Barkaley residence.
As usual, he entered casually, as if it were his own ho. What was different this ti was the maid sitting at Lord Barkaley's door. Before Allen could ask, she was already knocking on his door.
"Sir, Allen is here."
Allen went inside; he could see Barony looking out the window. He had probably been standing there since morning, and saw Allen walking into the house. At that thought, Allen again beca scared, so he began to lower his face.
The last ti he saw Barony Barkaley's face was at Theda's funeral. But at that ti his mind was full of Theda, so Barkaley's face that was still ringing in his head last ti was none other than his face that looked at him angrily.
"What a disgusting peasant. Once they find out that the food ca from the murderer of their family, they will definitely throw the food you made away," were the words that traumatized him.
As he entered the Barkaley residence, he imagined that Lord Barkaley was still looking at him through that window with the sa face as that night.
'I think I have failed again... I don't think I can give him this soup now,' thought Allen, who suddenly felt insecure.
Without any signal from Lord Barkaley, the maid walked out of the room and closed the door, leaving Allen alone with Barony. The maid's exit made his chest tighten even more; his head ached; his heart pounded for fear; and sweat began to pour down his body.
Lord Barkaley turned around, and Allen reflexively closed his eyes at that mont.
"Allen..." called Barony in his loud, rumbling voice.
"Yes?" replied Allen.
"Through this small window, I have witnessed your atonent. You saved people from the plague, embraced the poor, gave food to the orphanage, and then gave my wife the dishes she loved the most so she could smile on her last day."
Allen raised his head, he looked clearly into Lord Barkaley's face.
Lord Barkaley's eyes looked straight into Allen's teary eyes, the eyes that were continuing to plead with the Barony about what happened to his son. And the answer from Lord Barkaley was,
"Allen, I forgive you."
The answer he had always wanted to hear made the tears trapped inside his head escape from his eyes, falling freely down his cheeks to his chin.
Allen sat down, watching his tears fall onto the red carpet below him.
Barony approached Allen; he lowered his head and sat in front of him, holding his back gently.
[ILLUSTRATION]
"You've done very well to remove the curse of the grudge that lingers inside . All the actions you've taken have extinguished the flas of anger that continue to churn inside .
I'm sorry for leaving so many scars on your back. But every ti you look at it, don't rember my face scolding you. But rember that you once sinned and how you have worked until now until that sin has disappeared from you.
Those wounds are now
are a form of your efforts.
Return to the Boldenville residence and et Lady Felicia.
Protect her with all your strength so that one day the firewood of anger in Lady Felicia's heart will never burn."
Allen raised his head; He saw Lord Barkaley's usually fierce and sinister face, furrowing the eyebrows on his forehead to cry.
"After that, go to the academy and et my daughter there. Please save that child; the ti has still stopped for her since her beloved brother died."
That's forgiveness
Was the end of Allen's redemption in the Barkaley Region.
Reviews
All reviews (0)