979: Chapter 96: Candid Words 979: Chapter 96: Candid Words “You shouldn’t have told her those things.” Flare stood by the railing of the Skyboat, facing the warm breeze that t her face, she gathered her light green hair, the gentle warm air lifting her skirt and hair tips, carrying the faint scent of fresh flowers to Pannis’s nose beside her.
The familiar aroma took Pannis back to the old days when everyone was closely gathered, adventuring and living like a family.
However, the queen’s words brought him back from his mories.
Flare gestured with her eyes towards a young knight girl standing alone at the railing, gazing at the clouds in the sky, and spoke softly, “After all, it’s sothing that hasn’t been confird and can’t be confird, telling her is aningless.
And even if the truth is exactly as you’ve said, you shouldn’t have just told her directly like that.
I think it’s a blow for her and she’ll probably be troubled by it for a long ti.”
Just a short while ago, after Pannis had expressed his speculation, Catherine furrowed her brows and fell into deep thought, her expression sowhat peculiar.
The knight girl knew that Pannis would not recklessly speculate about anything, even though he always claid he was just irresponsibly guessing, his guesses were based on combining all clues and relying on years of experience to deduce the truth, which often pointed directly to the reality.
Catherine was used to this, so when Pannis shared his guesses, the girl simply raised a few questions in her mind but had already accepted the shocking conjecture ntally.
It was precisely because she believed in this deduction that the girl beca lost in thought, for the implications hidden behind this guess were very intriguing.
If, as Pannis suggested, Old Field and the forr chairman of the Guild’s expedition had led the Divine Servants’ three moribunds to the Soul Hall of Danacus, then what the forr chairman had said at the edge of the Lost Forest was absolutely correct; they had indeed made a big mistake.
Although it was unclear how much the temple had aided the three moribunds, the re effort they had put into searching for the temple, continuing unstintedly for over sixty years without giving up and even risking being discovered by utilizing the Guild, sufficiently indicated how crucial the temple was for the organization of the Divine Servants.
Furthermore, even if the temple served no purpose at all, it at least created the most hidden and secure refuge for the Divine Servants; no one would think they could reside in the most dangerous place in the Yarran World.
Even if soone did think of it, it wouldn’t matter, as the Forest of Death served as a natural barrier, keeping everyone out, making it impossible for a large group to enter.
Therefore, it can be said that the previous ten people who participated in the expedition bore a great responsibility for the evil acts the Divine Servants were now committing, especially the two leaders who were Demigods, as they could not shirk their responsibility.
Given how much Catherine valued responsibility, there was no doubt that once the veracity of the matter was confird, the grandfather’s responsibilities would weigh heavily on her shoulders, and she would likely risk her life to solve the problem of the Divine Servants to the fullest extent possible.
“Firstly, even if I hadn’t told her these things, do you think she would have just ignored the actions of the Divine Servants?
Since she reached her optimal ntal state a few days ago, I have already seen that nothing can stop her from becoming a true knight,” Pannis said, shaking his head, “Hardship, pain, setbacks, temptations, nothing can stop her from fighting for her beliefs.”
“A true knight?” Flare’s gentle gaze fixated on Pannis’s face as she asked softly, “Like Nellie?”
“Yes, just like Nellie,” Pannis sighed, nodding, “Holding justice and righteousness as the highest faith, with combat and sacrifice as the final ans, until they fall on the road or achieve their ultimate purpose.”
“Maybe it’s just as you say,” Flare’s green eyes carried a touch of lancholy as she murmured to herself, “If she’s so similar to her, then there might be a possibility of losing.
Maybe I’ve been overconfident?”
“What’s too confident?” Flare’s voice was too soft, and Pannis indeed didn’t hear it clearly.
He asked puzzledly, “And what possibility is there to lose?”
“No, nothing, forget about it,” Flare said gently with a smile.
“Even so, you didn’t need to say your guess in front of her, did you?
There was no need to purposely provoke her.”
“Otherwise?
Should we keep it so the enemy tells her in battle, then let it affect her during the fight?” Pannis retorted.
“Of course, the enemies might not know about her relationship with Old Field, and even if they do, they might not bring it up during the battle, but what if?
If she’s already affected by the news now, what if the enemy really throws out this news at that mont and she’s hit hard without any ntal preparation?
What if the psychological impact affects her combat state then?
That’s the Forest of Death, and the enemies are the moribund from the Triclops.”
“Ah, so that’s it.” Flare turned her head and looked at Pannis with a sudden realization, a wave of pity rising within her.
She knew all too well that Pannis had once suffered severe psychological damages from the Soul of Danacus.
Non-divine beings couldn’t hurt or even affect the Divine Soul; this was an insurmountable rule, one derived from the trauma Pannis had endured.
That blow had almost shattered all of his confidence, nearly causing him to lose control on the spot.
More than a hundred years had passed, and while Flare thought Pannis’s emotional wounds were gradually healing and he was slowly forgetting the past assault, after hearing his words, Her Majesty the Queen realized that the mories had never been forgotten but had instead grown deeper.
Perhaps Pannis precisely feared that Catherine might follow his old path, which was why he chose to tell Catherine his predictions in advance.
After all, hearing such things from one’s own family is always much better than hearing them from an enemy.”
“You really do take great care of them,” said Flare, her gaze unfocused, implying sothing more.
“But from the depths of your heart, shouldn’t you be a bit more fair?”
“Fair?
What… ah…” Pannis hesitated slightly but soon understood, saying with a wry smile, “Your Majesty, please spare , my head is already hurting.”
“Spare you?
Do you think I would?” Flare’s eyes narrowed with joy as she said happily, “Give up hope, I won’t spare you, not in this lifeti.
Your past may not belong to , and now may not either, but the future certainly will belong to ; you can’t escape it.” (To be continued.
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