Chapter 79
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Chapter 79: Will You Always Stay With Me? Leo
"Miss Kalian." For a moment, Leo felt a tug in his heart.
He also felt sadness.
For the first time in this world, he felt sadness because of someone else’s troubles.
Leo had to admit that his impression of this world was very poor.
Of course, this is only human nature; after all, it is a world where every step could cost one’s life; it is surprising to have a good impression.
The twisted Joyful Believers, the Order Sect that values life as nothing, the ruthless Night Demon Soldiers slaughtering humanity, the colossal red dragon blocking out the sky…
He had no place to call home in this world, and everything he witnessed was tragedy, tragedy, and more tragedy.
Only Kalian is different.
She is noble, stubborn, grateful, and… a bit of a saint.
In the original world, Leo might have hated or even looked down on her saintly nature, but in such a twisted world…
He had to admit that Kalian brought him a warmth he hadn’t felt in a long time.
That warmth was completely different from Miss Skuld’s; if Miss Skuld was a lover Leo could fully trust, then Miss Kalian was the one light he had seen in this world.
If he could, he did not want that light to go out.
Leo raised his hand and gently put his arm around Kalian’s shoulder.
"Miss Kalian, here… it’s just the two of us, you don’t need to… pretend to be strong."
Kalian paused for a moment, then could no longer hold back, curling up in Leo’s embrace and crying without restraint.
She was so tired, really so tired.
Robert traveled west to Winter Fortress, to take part in a war that would decide the fate of North Land.
Next came the terrifying disaster of the giant dragons and the desperate flight.
But none of this could break this strong girl.
Tersk blood flowed in her veins, and she remembered her family’s ancient saying—people of the Tersk family, even in death, must die on horseback.
Besides, she had Leo.
This little-known servant—no, now he should be called the lord of the White Cavalry Army—was like her lucky star; he would appear whenever she fell into despair, saving her from danger.
To put it simply, on the way back, Kalian thought the most about how to discuss the reward for Leo with her father after the war.
But… all of this shattered like bubbles two days ago.
The news of her father’s death pierced through the strong shell of the girl, leaving her helpless and sad.
The flowers living in the greenhouse, even before they could be watered with nutrients, had their roof lifted, exposing them to the harsh winds and frosts.
But she had no choice; she could not show her weakness to the outside world. She could not let Viscount Carter and the others who followed her think she was a coward.
She also could not let the saintess of the Order Sect believe she lacked the ability and qualification to rule North Land.
So, even though her heart ached, she had no time to bleed; she could only hold on and be Kalian.
Yes, be Kalian Tersk, and not the truth-seeking mechanic Kalian.
She didn’t know why; maybe it was because she truly could not hold on any longer, perhaps it was her trust in Leo’s wisdom, believing he could help her, or maybe it was some other unknown reason…
Kalian Tersk sought out Leo and, like a dam breaking, released all her sorrow.
"Mr. Leo, I… I really… I…" She curled up in Leo’s arms, crying continuously, unable to form a complete sentence, "Can I really… I…"
But Leo could understand what he meant. He patted the princess’s back and softly comforted her, "It will get better. I will be by your side. I will help you, and the glory of Tersk will continue in your hands."
"Leo… Leo…"
"I am here. I will always be here…"
"Really… is it true? You won’t leave me like my father did?"
"Yes, it’s true. I won’t."
"I want you to promise me."
"I promise."
Leo looked seriously into Kalian’s eyes and said solemnly.
He was ready to protect the safety of the female mechanic.
Yes, that’s right. Whenever there is danger, he quickly knocks Kalian unconscious and takes her away.
This is the best way to ensure her safety.
"Thank you, Mr. Leo."
"Take a nap; there is still some time left."
"I… I… you… Leo, you and Luna are…" Kalian’s voice was a bit uneasy, "You are Order Cultists, aren’t you…?"
"After everything is over, we can talk about this, okay?"
"Okay… but thank you, Leo."
A gentle breeze brushed through Miss Kalian’s fiery red hair as she shifted slightly and buried her head into Leo’s chest.
"Your heartbeat is very soothing, Leo…"
In the bushes thirty meters away.
Miss Skuld was gritting her teeth and stomping her feet, while Mucous Avatar was quietly chuckling beside her.
"Ah! Bad woman! You are seducing my master!"
"Hehe, what’s the big deal? What we want is our master’s happiness!"
"Ah! I must split off a new clone; your brain is broken!"
……
The sun was high in the sky.
Inside the makeshift camp, a tense atmosphere filled the air.
"Can we be certain?" Kalian asked with a serious expression.
Her eyes were still red from tears, but her expression had returned to its usual determination.
"Yes, the scouts have spotted the Night Demon; they are not far from us," Viscount Carter gritted his teeth.
This Night Demon Army is the same one that chased them at the beginning and has followed them all the way from the Winter Fortress.
Originally, under Leo’s retreat plan, they had lost their trail.
But after many days of marching, the large group of hunters picked up their scent, found their target, and closed in.
It was clear that their troop of about a thousand people did not have the confidence to defeat the Night Demon Army.
"Ahem," Knight Commander Lennon of the White Cavalry Army said as he stood up with the help of his attendant, "You have fought them before; what are the chances of escaping?"
To be honest, the vitality of a sixth-tier believer is truly remarkable; even after a direct attack from a dragon, they somehow managed to survive.
"Twenty percent, and that’s if we don’t have any burdens," Viscount Carter said with a wry smile.
Everyone knows what he meant by unnecessary words.
Because of this, everyone looked at Kalian.
"Well… you all know my answer," Kalian sighed. "But I won’t force anyone. If you think it’s hopeless, you can leave me and these soldiers and go ahead. As the second heir of Tersk Territory, I forgive your departure."
"Ahem, really stubborn," Lennon coughed twice. "But we are warriors of the Order Sect; we don’t need to follow your orders. Leave the task of delaying the enemy to us. You all continue north with the saintess to Winter Fortress, and I will draw them away."
"Lennon…" The Saintess of Order clenched her fists.
"No need for more words; this is the most reasonable choice, Fleur," Lennon said with a straight face. "Tersk needs Miss Kalian to stay alive, and Order needs you to live too. As for me, I am already useless and don’t have much time left."
"Knight Lennon…" Kalian sadly closed her eyes as well.
The whole camp was filled with a heavy atmosphere of sorrow.
"If we must die, then let’s choose a different way to die, Knight Lennon."
A calm voice broke the stillness of this moment.
Leo looked at the map on the table, his gaze flickering.
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