Chapter 519: Leaving, Staying, and Staying
Chapter 519: Leaving, Staying, and Staying
In just one night, Lanier's situation suddenly changed.
When Nolvia woke up, her communicator was already hot, and the messages she received were as dense as the ice crystals falling outside.
It was cold, but it wasn't exactly snowy.
Norvia went downstairs and saw Joshua in the living room. Joshua had come last night. Nedoan sent him here to gather information and ensure Persila's safety.
Nedoan knew that the reason for their war was the death of Pesilla, but Musa had already lost her daughter and friends, and with the addition of Pesilla, Musa would collapse.
Nedoan knew a lot of things, but she didn't know that Loretta had become Jidi, nor that Percilla was already seriously ill. In any case, Percilla would not survive this month, just like her mother.
Some people are born with a lack of emotion. They may be particularly outstanding in some aspects, but they are very lacking in emotions. They can only understand the emotions they have felt. For those they have not felt, they will never understand and can only imitate.
That's what happened with Eucalyptus niedo.
She sent Joshua to Futsu, wanting Musa to have at least one relative left behind.
Joshua still didn't know the details of Lanier's situation. He had been interning at the Temple of Medicine, and things were getting strange between Kalan and Yusri at home. He hadn't written his internship report yet, and his teammates were mired in Lanier's internal affairs.
He took a leave of absence to send Niedoan's mother to Lanier. His teammates also came one after another.
He hadn't seen Nedoan for a while and didn't expect him to collapse to this extent. Nedoan's assistant, Bitti, said Nedoan slept less than four hours a night.
He asked Nieduoan what help he needed, and Nieduoan used him very conveniently. Originally, she asked him to take care of her mother, and now she asked him to take care of Musa's mother.
After seeing Musa covered in blood yesterday, Joshua couldn't sleep either. He paced back and forth in the living room, and when it started to freeze outside, he fell onto the sofa with a frown and fell into an uneasy sleep.
Nolvia didn't wake Joshua. She looked at the bright light and walked towards the kitchen where the conversation came from.
It's Yalinxiu, Feimei'o and Altair.
It sounds like they're arguing.
Nolvia paused.
"Good morning."
Hught came out from the end of the corridor.
"Come over here. Joshua is in the living room. He probably didn't sleep all night. Believe Yalinxiu, Nolvia, it persuaded its homeroom teacher to let the school give them a month of free time, on the grounds that they were doing extracurricular activities that were beneficial to their growth."
Hugh looked at the half-open kitchen door, his green eyes calm.
"Nolvaya, Musa will take Yalinxiu and the others to the palace this afternoon."
……
"Altaïr, you shouldn't be going to the palace."
Yalinxiu's voice was not loud, but Feimei'o's reaction was loud.
"Why?! Aren't the three of us supposed to go? Why are you saying that all of a sudden? We've already asked for leave from school!"
Yalinxiu sat on the bench and touched Feimei's cheek without a scar.
"My parents are here, and they respect my decision. Femeiou, you've contacted your family. Your parents are not here, and the housekeeper can't sway your decision. But, Femeiou, Altair hasn't contacted his family."
"Altaïr, Yalinxiu's parents are here now. Their communicator can..."
Femei looked at Altair, who was keeping his head down and silent, and she finally understood.
"Y-you said yesterday...oh, you weren't very sober at that time."
Femeiou fell silent. What happened yesterday was so shocking that she almost forgot that Altair was a very timid eagle.
"...I can do it. Femei'o, Yalinxiu, I can go to the palace with you. I just...I just can't forget the feeling of wings flapping against my arms. I can't help but think about how sad Mom would be when she saw my body. If I died, Dad would definitely blame Mom because he didn't know I came to Lanier..."
"Altaïr."
Arinxiu hugged Altair.
"Thank you for everything, you protected Valerie, you called Deling, you were so brave.
Altaïr, I've contacted your mother and she'll be here soon. During your month off, I hope you can see a therapist and talk to her about what happened at Rainier.
See you at school in a month."
Altair stared at Yalinxiu blankly.
"In a month...will you all be there? Will you all be alive? Will there be Loretta at school?"
Yalinxiu couldn't give an absolutely definite answer.
Altair looked at Arinhu, then at Femeiou, and he began to sob softly.
Femei'o thought it was probably shame and fear. And a sense of betrayal. Altair loved playing princess games because he wanted to be the knight who saved the princess. He wanted to save someone—like his mother, whom he had betrayed, and his own cowardice.
The communicator in Yalinxiu's hand rang. It was holding Huett's communicator.
She is Altair's mother.
Altair went to pack his luggage, and Femeiou sat on the bench somewhat disappointed.
"Altaïr hasn't changed."
"Femeiou, what you and Altair went through yesterday was brutal. It's natural for Altair to be afraid. His family and his past are what make him who he is."
"I'm scared too, but I know what I'm doing. I remember the feeling of Valerie's wings flapping against my arms. I remember what the eagle that broke my teeth looked like. Now when I see a man who looks like that eagle, my body trembles uncontrollably. I have nightmares, but in my dreams I'll break that eagle's teeth too.
Yalinxiu, it's not that I'm not afraid. I chose to stay. I left a suicide note for my parents. My housekeeper cried and wanted me to leave Lanier. I knew what I was doing and the price I might have to pay. But I still chose to stay. But..."
But Altair chose to leave.
Yalinxiu smiled lightly.
"Femeiou, I actually wanted to persuade you to leave, but I knew you wouldn't. We're not friends just because we do the same things. Femeiou, you said something similar to Altair before, didn't you?"
Fei Mei Ou thought about it, and then she was still a little unhappy. Only at this time, Fei Mei Ou's maturity faded and some childish stubbornness appeared.
"But...why can I do it, but Altair can't?"
"There are many reasons."
Yalinxiu held the communicator, thought about it, and finally chose the most important point.
"Altaïr was just reacting normally."
"Are we abnormal then?"
"I prefer to call it 'being different.'"
"A unique soul is stronger. My teacher taught me that before, and I remember it. I accept this reasoning."
Fei Mei Ou couldn't help but ask Yalinxiu again.
"But, Altair is still hesitant and doesn't want to leave. Why not wait until Altair really wants to leave before contacting his mother?"
"Like Altaïr said, Lanier's female eagle is not a game. These rebellions are not a game either. As of yesterday, the game is over.
Fei Meiou, if it's not today, it will be too late."
……
"Today Franche decided to plan ahead."
Irene's voice came through the communicator. Nolvia listened carefully to France's movements.
Over the past two days, Nedoan has uncovered several spies within the resistance organization. The king has a certain understanding of their plans, but he is not content to simply destroy them. He wants to tell them, when they think they are about to succeed, that everything is under his control.
Jidi's reckless action changed the original plans of both parties.
The king didn't know that Loretta had become a Jedi, he only knew that he could no longer control Musa. He knew that Persila was in poor health, and he wanted to minimize the damage Musa could cause before she had no more worries.
The king began to act. Franche realized that if she didn't start her action now, she might not have another chance before she died.
What if she stopped all actions, buried the evidence, and pretended that she had never thought of rebellion? She would be secretly assassinated by the suspicious king, but many female eagles could be saved...
Franche has always been cautious and careful. If Nedoan had not come to France, if those foreigners had not come here, if Musa's students had not said those inspiring words.
French wondered, if nothing had happened, would she have been able to safely serve as the lord of France?
will not.
of course not.
A female eagle without ambition and skill could not be the lord of France. No matter how carefully she packaged herself as a typical, docile female eagle, she could not help but open her palms when she saw the sky.
Unwilling, unwilling.
She was so unwilling.
Why can she only do this much? Why are there so many deaths that she cannot change? So many capable female eagles who can achieve great things disappear before her eyes one by one.
Couldn't she kill Nedo?
Yes. Life is very fragile, and it is very easy to let a person die in his own territory.
Why did she allow Nedoan to do whatever he wanted in her territory? Why didn't she feel that what Nedoan said to her was an offense? Why did she take pictures of Nedoan?
Because Nedoan is doing what she wants to do.
She knew what resistance groups Lanier had, and she stood on the shoulders of a giant eagle made up of the bones of previous female eagles.
She thought, she has become the lord of France. So when will she become the lord of all Lanier? Two hundred years ago, the promising female eagle couldn't do it, so can she do it too?
After her, would it take hundreds of years for another female eagle to be able to do this?
Couldn't it be her? Shouldn't it be her?
Waiting is more terrifying than death. Getting used to being oppressed is more terrifying than being oppressed itself.
French made her decision.
She wanted to advance her plan. She left a way out for her collaborators, but not for herself.
Francher stood up and called her subordinates to her office, but soon, Nedoan came in without knocking.
Nedoan's eyes were cold.
"I started the plan. I pretended it was your order. Everyone knows it was my order, but you were unaware of it. Franche, this is my decision, and you won't be able to stop me this time."
"I wanted to too... Niedoan, you're always like this."
French couldn't get angry.
"You know that in the end—"
"I know. Like you said, I had no intention of getting out of Lanier alive."
Nedoan didn't look at Franche. She didn't want to discuss anything with Franche. She had made her decision. As for what Franche thought, that was not her concern.
She hadn't had a good night's sleep for a long time, and her collaborators were complaining about being exploited by her. She knew that Franche had many responsibilities, but Franche took too long to consider.
She can be a bad person. She is not Lanier's female eagle. If it weren't for her mother, she would not care about Lanier's messy affairs.
"I have done everything I should have done, and my instructions are working. Some of my collaborators are evacuating Rainier, and I will stay in Rainier with my mother.
None of my teammates can die. Francher, that's all I ask.
Even if you lose, you have to protect them and get them out safely. I have done a lot for Lanier, and I have done a lot for you. This is the reward I deserve."
Franche nodded. She was surprisingly calm in this critical moment. Franche could still crack a joke.
"Nedoan, do you trust me to protect your teammates? Why don't you protect them yourself?"
Nedoan looked at Franche in confusion.
"Is the hearing of the Eagle Tribe so poor? Didn't I tell you I wouldn't get out of Lanier alive. I would definitely be dead by then."
Franche's expression faded a lot.
"Nedoan, have you ever thought that I will die too?"
"You won't. You can't die. I've left you a way out. My life is very precious, and I will protect you to the end. Franche, I don't admire you. Some of your actions seem overly cautious to me, to the point of being uncomfortable. I still say that if I were a female eagle, I would do better than you.
However, you are well suited to be a lord, or even a king. You would go to great lengths to save Judas. You love your people and would protect them at all costs. If you were the one who survived, you would do everything you could to save those female eagles.
"including you."
Franche's tone was firm. She didn't look like a noble female eagle now. She was under too much pressure. In this cold autumn, her clothes were soaked with sweat, and her eyes were burning, burning her disguise.
"Nedoan, only by living can you create lasting value. I know you are very smart, and I hope you can live as long as possible, and when everything is over, become a part of Lanier. I need you, and I think you are very suitable to be a lord."
Nedoan knew Franche was serious. Although she didn't like Franche, she understood him, just as Franche understood her.
Niedoan sneered and looked up at Franche.
"If it works, I want Francie."
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