vncnus Chapter 398 Letting Go
Chapter 398 Letting Go
Chapter 398 Letting Go
Gillian's arrival at Tuscarola's room displeased her greatly.
Her hard-won moment of daydreaming was disturbed again.
Since arriving in the basin, Tuscarola has felt much more relaxed.
What could be the reason? Is it because everyone around them has turned into green-eyed people, into their fellow countrymen?
This did make her feel more at ease, but being with her compatriots did not bring Tuscarola happiness.
On the contrary, she disliked them.
She hated timid eyes and cowardly behavior.
This is a symbol of their pitifulness and the source of their despicable nature.
Only when Gillian was slightly better would Tuscarola be willing to talk to her more.
But even when talking to Gillian, Tuscarola was never happy.
If that's the case, what makes Tuscarola feel relaxed?
Tuscarola felt that she should let go, yes, let go.
Even when her mind is blank, she still recalls the time she spent in the library, her time with that heartless girl, and her experiences with Aaron.
But these memories will no longer disturb her:
She simply viewed these experiences calmly.
Once she was able to embrace a more normal mindset, she immediately realized that she was not an immature girl in the past.
And when she recalls that day, that morning when they broke off their friendship, she still feels a tightness in her chest.
But you will no longer feel upset or have to do something to distract yourself.
She was able to face the events of that day and recall them completely.
In a gloomy mood, I examined the events of that day, and also examined myself.
Tuscarola thus realized that things didn't necessarily have to develop that way that day.
If only she could have noticed the other person's emotions earlier and tried to see things from their perspective.
Instead of insisting on expressing her inner thoughts, perhaps that heartless girl wouldn't have broken off their friendship.
Tuscarola realized her flaw; perhaps she also had someone she cared about deeply, someone she wanted to please, someone she wanted to win their affection.
However, they never truly considered the other party's perspective.
Lola is really not cute, Tuscalola thought, thank goodness Lola is dead—
I killed her with my own hands.
But that girl was really heartless. She knew my personality perfectly well. If she had just told me what to do, I would have done it.
If I realize that I only think of myself, I will change.
And she must have known that I would be heartbroken.
"I will never forgive her!" Tuscarola thought firmly.
But not forgiving does not mean forgetting.
Yeah, forgetting is just running away, and you can't grow by running away.
Lola is dead, but Tuscarola needs to become stronger!
Tuscarola decided not to deliberately forget that heartless woman; she just needed to stop caring about her.
A smile suddenly appeared on her face. She felt that she had grown up and was now a real adult woman!
Of course, she also knows she can never grow any taller.
The monthly pain told her that her body could no longer grow.
But I am a green-eyed person, Tuscarola comforted herself, green-eyed people should be short!
Ah!
"What's wrong, boss?" Gillian suddenly asked.
Tuscarola was suddenly brought back to his senses by the sound and looked at the other person in confusion.
"You suddenly nodded your head, is something wrong?"
Ah—. "It's nothing."
Tuscarola finally snapped out of his reverie. Oh, my precious time of daydreaming!
"So, what do you want from me?"
"Some of your compatriots want to see you; they are the thirty-odd slaves who were just liberated. They want to thank you for saving them."
"I don't need their gratitude, nor is that the reason I saved them."
What could be the reason for that? Tuscarola couldn't help but wonder.
Bored? No, it's more about venting.
Is this why I feel relaxed?
"But, boss, you've become a faith to us, you've become our god." With that, Gillian took a few steps forward, came to Tuscarola, bent down, and took Tuscarola's hand.
"You helped us escape suffering and the clutches of evil, and gave us hope. You know, boss, we've prayed to Mother Nature countless times—"
"But perhaps this place is too far from home, and I received no response, only you, who suddenly appeared—"
Despite Gillian's words, Tuscarola's opinion remained unchanged:
"No, I have no obligation to see them."
"This will make them uneasy—"
"If they feel uneasy if they don't see me, then they deserve to feel uneasy."
Tuscarola understood perfectly well that she couldn't protect this group forever; they had to protect themselves.
She has to be ruthless for these people to grow.
Wait a minute, Tuscarola suddenly realized something—a ruthless growth process.
"You're right, but you're still a key member of our team. If you step in, at least it will help unite our hearts and minds," Gillian continued to persuade.
Tuscarola snapped out of her daze; she was determined not to waver easily.
"Gillian, you understand, I never intended to become your backbone. The people I've united will fall apart once I leave. Wouldn't that just bind me to this place?"
Tuscarola is willing to lend a helping hand to his suffering compatriots and is happy to save them.
But she alone cannot save all the green-eyed people.
Only the green-eyed person can save the green-eyed person.
Only when they straighten their bent spines will they have a chance to achieve true redemption.
Gillian froze on the spot after being rejected.
After waiting for a long time, she finally answered:
"I understand. I will tell them that you will not go to save them."
"Um,"
Let's go then, I want to space out a little longer.
"hey-hey.-"
Just then, Gillian suddenly stared at Tuscarola and grinned foolishly.
Tuscarola couldn't help but ask curiously, "What are you laughing at—"
"I was just thinking, boss, even though you have such powerful abilities, your personality is really a lot like my sister's."
"younger sister--.."
"Yes, when the slave traders came to my tribe, they took all the young and strong men and killed all the children and the old. My sister died there. Her body was pierced by a sword."
Tuscarola recalled the horrific past, in which all the children younger than her in her own tribe were killed.
If Tuscarola had been a little younger, he might have been killed too.
Therefore, the people of the kingdom are not worthy of any pity.
That's why even if Tuscarola were to kill another ten thousand kingdoms, she wouldn't even blink.
But even so, she knew that among the people of the kingdom, there was definitely a kind person.
For example, there is a girl who may be ruthless, but she is absolutely kind.
And Aaron too, though Tuscarola doesn't really understand Aaron either.
Oh! And Lolotti too!
Lolotti wasn't a citizen of the kingdom, but there were also green-eyed slaves on the frozen continent—
Tuscarola looked at Gillian: "Your sister will be happy that you remember her."
"Hmm," Gillian nodded, "It's a bit off-putting, boss, but—seeing you is like seeing what she'll look like when she grows up. Haha, if she were half as cute as you as an adult, she'd be ecstatic."
But she herself was definitely not happy; Tuscarola looked down and could see her shoes without any obstruction.
Tuscarola exhaled and looked ahead again:
"So, what's the next target—"
Gillian opened her mouth, about to answer, when suddenly there was a rapid knock on the door.
"Enter!"
A man with green eyes, panting, pushed open the door:
"Boss, more troops are coming!"