Chapter 214 Annan: I Swear

The brighter the light, the deeper the shadow.

Annan was in a trance, as if he had returned to the nightmare of "The Great Hunt", the moment when he met Kafni for the first time when he was eight years old.

Sitting like an abandoned dog in the sea of ​​silver-purple flowers.

Not cared about, not remembered. Although she is a princess, on her birthday, the only thing that accompanies her is the drawing board.

Annan still remembers the touch of Cafney's hand.

The girl with an expressionless face like a puppet, her small hands were soft and cold, lacking warmth like a corpse... Annan was holding her, but she didn't hold her back.

But when she met Annan for the second time, she grabbed Annan's sleeve without hesitation.

And when she was about to return to the capital, Cafney became even more determined—she grabbed Annan's hand as if she were wrist-wrestling, and she absolutely didn't want to let it go.

Firmer than ever.

Every time harder and harder.

"My lord, please rest assured to use me."

Cafney repeated softly: "I will never fall before you."

"...Is that so."

Annan was silent for a long time before holding back such a sentence.

His somewhat awkward responder: "Well, me too."

...It seems that it has not been long since the first encounter.

But Kafni became stronger and stronger in front of him.

From timidity to bravery, to autism to calmness.

At that time, Cafney...couldn't even speak clearly.

Because she doesn't want to communicate with anyone, she will never say a word of Wan Heng for several days or even weeks.

But her desire to be queen is real and persistent. Now, she has indeed perfectly and reasonably held Noah's kingdom in her hands, keeping it running normally—and even getting better and better.

Annan still remembers the original form of that childlike wish:

"Today is the eighth of August...it is His Majesty's birthday, and it is also my birthday. My birthday is on the same day as His Majesty the King's.

"But no one remembers my birthday. They only remember His Majesty's birthday...

"I think, maybe only becoming a king... the birthday will have the meaning of being remembered."

She just wants to be remembered, to be valued, to be recognized.

She wants to be loved—

It was for this purpose that she swore to become King Noah.

...Although the personality is completely opposite. But from this point of view, Cafney may have some common language with a certain Seventh Hokage who did not want to be named.

The power of the way of sublimation and the way of degeneration are consistent on a certain level.

—that is desire.

Desire is like fire.

The sublimated will be tempered in the flames and turned into something more eternal; while the souls of the fallen are like firewood, butter, tar... which will make the fire of desire more intense.

And this flame itself is their power.

Any love will do.

The love of husband and wife, the love of lovers, the love of father and daughter, the love of mother and child, the love of master and servant, the love of God and priest... She was only seeking love from Annan. Any kind of love will do—this kind of persistent pursuit, just like the madman chasing the heavenly chariot.

It is for this purpose that she gradually becomes better and better.

She worked hard to correct all her shortcomings, endured the erosion of corrupt desires with willpower, and defeated all enemies she faced. In this way, you can become stronger and stronger.

Just to be able to say this to Annan calmly and proudly: "I will never be your burden—I can protect you."

Annan is the "Eternal Daughter" who keeps holding her high!

She is the one who "rises with love".

The "ascension" here does not refer to the "way of sublimation" in a narrow sense, but refers to the process in which she gradually corrects her own shortcomings and makes herself tend to perfection.

"……I see."

Annan murmured.

Take Cafney as an example.

He seems to have a deeper understanding of the way of the "Tianche".

But this is a mess...

The rest of them are not so easy to fool.

Maria stared at Annan expressionlessly, without saying a word.

——I really want to escape, but I can't escape.

Annan thought.

This is like that sentence - when it is dangerous, it is the safest to be with Dad; when it is safe, it is the most dangerous to be around Dad.

Although it is said that elder brothers are like fathers and elder sisters are like mothers.

But in fact, to Annan, his elder brother Dmitri is like his mother... while Maria is more like his father.

And it's still the kind of person who doesn't care much about the house at ordinary times, and the kind who greets her with care when she meets her. The current situation is probably equivalent to Annan being blocked outside, so Maria picked up a kitchen knife and went out...

After solving the matter, you have to reprimand with a straight face——

Maria finally said, "Do you know why we are angry?"

"I know I was wrong, sister."

Annan was kind, and replied obediently: "Next time, before I do something dangerous, I will definitely tell you in advance."

As he spoke, Annan wobbled over like a cat and rubbed against Maria.

——Of course, Annan actually felt that there was nothing wrong with him. This alien-level nightmare was entirely due to an unexpected enemy plotting against him... that caused him to go into trouble.

Who would have known that the seemingly powerful and profound Ingrid was actually just a puppet and puppet of the worm?

Annan's move is logically sound. After all, everyone has their own work to do and their own lives.

And if it was a normal nightmare, Annan might have pulled them even more if he brought them along... The reason why something went wrong this time was entirely due to bad luck and being calculated by others.

It seems to be blocked by someone. Is it Annan's problem?

——But Annan will not be so stupid as to talk back to Maria. In short, he should be soft first, and then act cute.

Seeing Annan pretending to be pitiful, Maria gritted her teeth.

Although she knew that Annan was pretending, she still couldn't bear to reprimand him—or, before Annan came back, she had already thought of countless words to reprimand Annan.

But after seeing Annan's safe return, the ecstasy and luck diluted this cruelty.

"...Forget it, that's all."

Maria sighed: "You are smarter and more confident than me. I know you will not change...because you believe in your own determination without hesitation.

"It's a fine talent indeed, as we men of winter should be. If you become indecisive and indecisive, it will dull your knife.

"As the tower master of the Tower of Storms, I hope our Grand Duke is a hero and a wise king... But as a sister, I still hope that you can think of your family when you encounter such problems.

"Think about those who love you, think about those who need to rely on you... You are not alone, you are not a lonely hero, there are people behind you who support you, and there are people who must not lose you."

Maria said seriously: "Absolutely don't die, Annan—and don't give up your life and imprison your freedom for anyone or anything. You have to swear to me."

Annan paused.

"...I swear, sister."

He replied very seriously.

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