Chapter 114:

"I said that and promised me two conditions."
The blonde girl said so. Today she did not wear the gorgeous tulle that looked like fog, nor did she decorate herself delicately and luxuriously.
The beautiful blonde hair spread out casually, like golden sand grains falling down. She was wearing a soft and comfortable daily outfit, except for the shiny crystal earrings. She is still beautiful, but not as delicate and delicate as ever, but a little more casual and girly.
She seemed to have lost something, but also regained something. She can no longer stand under the glorious lights and dazzle in the attention, but again, she does not need to straighten her waist all the time under the eyes of everyone, and open her whole body. Sharp stabs, step by step, always alert, people can not find a trace of flaws.
As if something heavy fell on her shoulders, now she has a bit of a loss of that heavy thing, but also has the ease and cosiness never before.
Mute looked at such a Salome, familiar, and a little strange, but he did not hate such strange.
"Then you answer me first, why do you have to do that?"
At that time, because of the relationship monitored by the emperor, he had to pretend to be brainwashed and obey Salome's orders to confront the general, but ...
"You are doing too much."
He said dissatisfied.
Salome, who was condemned by the teenager, dropped her mouth.
"I've given up my life to help you, what about bullying you a little bit with interest?"
She snorted, looking upset.
"Is that a little ?!"
The teenager wants to lift the table.
Thinking of the fact that he was forced to assassinate the admiral with a sharp blade at that time, and the look at the admiral's eyes at that time, his heart, spleen, lungs, and kidneys were in pain.
"Yeah, I did it on purpose."
"..."
Salome was so frank that Mute didn't know how to continue questioning.
"Showing love in front of a poor and vulnerable girl who is broken in love should be punished."
"........."
Who is the poor and fragile girl? !!
The teenager felt that he didn't want to talk to Salome any more, and he threw the other person a ‘haha’.
"So whether you promised me two requests before?"
Salome probably knew that she had lost money so she didn't continue to talk about it, but turned the topic back.
"……You said."
"Well ... let's talk about the first thing first."
Salome dropped her eyes, and her fine eyelashes fell down. Her fingers gently played with a smooth jade carving. It should look like Caesar's.
She groaned for a while before exhaling a long breath and looking at Mute.
"Pardon Robin."
She said that there was a streamer gliding deep in the green eyes.
"what?"
"I said, first thing, I want you to pardon Robin, don't tell me you can't do it."
"No ... it's not a matter of not being able to do it ... but, how do you ..."
Mute felt that she couldn't turn her head for a while.
"Do you feel that you have used him for compensation because of guilt?"
Salome shook her head.
"No, it wasn't me who used him, it wasn't me who gave the order, and he wouldn't obey my order, so guilt couldn't be said, just ..."
She stared at the jade carving in her hand for a while, paused, and spoke again.
"It's probably a decaying ghost that controls him."
Carnet, a loyal knight.
The Carnet family was loyal to the royal family from tens of thousands of years ago.
Those with Carnet's surname were the most loyal servants of the royal family.
It was a belief that seemed to be passed down from generation to generation, and they dedicated their lives and even their souls to the person sitting on the throne.
Loyalty is their glory.
"Robin is a member of the Carnett family, so you don't need to worry that he will betray again. People of the Carnett family will obey the people on the throne and die."
Salome said lightly.
The name of Carnet is faith, glory, shackles, and the ghost that hangs over all those who have Carnet's surname.
No one can get rid of this decaying ghost.
As a member of this family, Robin was almost able to break free, but was eventually forced to return to the shackles by his father.
"I know."
Mute pondered for a moment and then answered.
"It is impossible for the betrayer to go back and let him follow me first."
"Okay, guys like him probably want to help you block a cannonball or something. However, monsters like your star cannon can not block the useless meat pads like him. Just take a errand. "
"So?"
"what?"
"So what's your reason for helping him?"
"Must know?"
"I don't have as many eyes as you do. I ca n’t make so many turns. I do n’t know how to do it. If I do n’t, I do n’t want to do it.

"……I……"
Salome opened her lips and closed them again. She quickly played with the jade carvings in her hands, revealing her confused thoughts.
"Probably ... just to say ... I may be one of those who is in control of the invisible decaying ghost."
Even life and soul can be dedicated to it, so how difficult is it to give a daughter of a family?
She threw away the black panther jade carving in her hands, sitting on the sofa, breathing a long breath, looking up at the ceiling.
"So for Robin who may be my cousin or cousin ... it doesn't matter if you reach out and help."
Miao nodded as he looked up at Salome who was on the ceiling.
"I understand."
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[Swear, Robin, you must swear, if you disobey that person's will, if you defile the glory of our Carnet family, let my soul endure in hell. 】
[... Yes, father, I swear. 】
He didn't care about that person's will, he didn't care about the glory of the so-called Carnet family.
But he cares about the rest of his father's soul.
[You are still entangled by decaying undead. 】
At that time, Wang Nv looked at him and said, he was silent and could not refute.
When the daughter of the king reached out to him, he could only deliver the unconscious young child in his arms to the daughter of the king.
He is a traitor.
When he shot at Mute, and when he left Troll at that person's order, Robin was ready.
This is betrayal, no doubt.
No matter how many years he has followed Troll, and no matter how much he has contributed, it cannot change the fact that he has been with Troll as a mean watcher from the beginning.
From the beginning, he was a betrayer.
Carnet is the shadow of the emperor and the hand of the emperor. It does not need to have its own will. It only needs to obey the person on the throne and obey that person's orders.
When his father died, he became one of the new shadows, hiding behind the most noble man in that universe, and carrying out all the commands of that adult.
Then one day, he, along with two other young men of the Canet family who were like him as shadows, kneeled at the feet of the emperor and received a special order.
They will go to several different young people, approach the target, follow the target, monitor the target, and report on the status of the target every few years.
The three of them did not know each other's goals, and they left Emperor Star in accordance with the order and completely forgot their identities as members of the Carnet family. Enlisted Empire soldiers.
After coming out of the gate, those who grew up training together, those who have the same blood, never knew each other again.
His goal was Troll.
To be honest, he froze the first time he saw Troll. This young man was more than he had imagined ... um ... he couldn't describe how he felt when he first saw Troll.
That young man has a beautiful face that will be stunning by both men and women. Standing there is like a light source, attracting everyone's attention, and he is no exception.
He watched the young man stand there indifferently, as if he saw a sharp white blade stuck in the icy snow-capped mountains.
In the space station where the recruits joined, almost everyone's eyes fell directly or concealed on the young man. He started to think about how to observe the other party in a covert way. Now naturally follows the trend Carefully observe his goal. However, as if he felt a different search look from other people, the dark-haired young man suddenly turned his head and glanced over here.
Feng Nian's narrow eyes, a faint glance, surprised him for a second.
After decades of observation, he knew how cold the young man was. In the past ten days, he didn't even see him say a word to others.
Robin was in deep thought-how can he be close to a cold-hearted person.
In response to this, Robin quickly set his own personality, also a newly recruited recruit, carefree, unrestrained, and heartless-probably only such a person can approach the young man without doubt.
The approach and means of approach are actually very simple, four words, dead face.
Sumitomo: "Robin, that guy is so arrogant that he's just like a block of ice. Why do you always hide your face and go for it?"
Robin: "Well, he has a good-looking face, and there will be girls around him automatically, so there is no need to gang up."
Sumitomo: "... that's not for you."
Robin: "Why are you so brain-dead, you also said that he is like an ice cube, and he won't deal with those girls at all, and I can go and comfort them when they are sad."
Sumitomo: "........."
In a group execution task, he finally caught the opportunity and approached the person.
"Beautiful man, I'm with you."
"..."
The young man didn't even look at him, and he continued to scrape his face.
"You see that there must be more than two people in a group, and you will not get any results by yourself. You know my skills, but it's okay, and it will definitely not hinder you."
"........."
"I don't have any intentions. I just think that you are a very good guy, and I am a lazy guy, so I want to follow you for military service."
Days passed, even though the young man had always been paralyzed and indifferent, but the invisible light on him still attracted one after another one after another. Everyone was attracted to him, involuntarily followed in his footsteps, followed behind him, and Via also appeared at that time.
In this small group that is gradually forming, he gets along well with most people, but he doesn't deal with this rigid Via. To be precise, Via doesn't look at him unilaterally, although he doesn't care much.
During that period, some people died, but more people joined in. When Robin responded, the young major general had gathered a lot of strength around him, and everyone was radiant and powerful by this person. Attracted, came to this person. And he is doing ‘Robin’ wholeheartedly, doing his subordinates wholeheartedly, doing whatever he wants to do. He became a destroyer combatant, shouting and tearing the enemy's array and defeating the enemy's warships in battles again and again; he began to have companions, who could trust each other's companions with their lives on the battlefield; The people he called BoSS watched their strength become a little stronger, watched their territory and influence expand a little bit, from the beginning everyone ignored them, and now the smell changes.
He didn't know what it felt like to be filled a little bit in the bottom of his heart, but he knew he was enjoying it all, and he felt joy like never before.
...
The happy days have been too long, the comfortable days have been too long, and he has almost forgotten them-the rough nerve 'Robin' who loves hippie smiles and likes women is actually just a piece he put on himself mask.
After wearing the mask for a long time, he took root on his face and couldn't take it off. He almost forgot what kind of original Robin was.
However, it was almost nothing, after all, he didn't forget.
When he suddenly received the order of that person, he realized that the mask was just a mask after all. After all, it wasn't Troll who sneered at a vulgar schoolmaster who laughed and scolded heartlessly, but was the shadow and eyes of that man lurking next to Troll.
That day, he finally remembered what he was.
A puppet lurking in the dark, blind to the light.
He is such a thing.
He saw the lock hanging over Carnet's surname, and the ghost that had imprisoned him so that he could not break free.
He couldn't disobey the command of that noble adult.
In the last battle, he rushed into the enemy line and saved the battle. The guy in Via learned a bad lesson and said that his approach was almost as bad as life.
...... He really thought about how good it would be if he died in that war.
If he dies, he will still be the terrifying and horrifying schoolmaster of Troll, and he will still be a loyal subordinate of Troll. Even Via, who looks at him unpleasantly, may praise him at his mourning party. He said ... No, that stubborn guy would probably still reprimand him.
If it is after all, it is not reality. In reality, he is still alive, and has become an outrageous traitor.
When the emperor handed him to Admiral Troll, he was not surprised, and even felt relieved. He never thought he would be forgiven. If it was something else, it might be possible, but he knew very well that he moved Admiral Troll's inverse scale, and that would never be forgiven.
He didn't feel panic, he just felt that after so long insomnia, he could finally fall asleep quickly.
The sleep of death.
The ghost haunting Carnet's surname could no longer control him.
He is finally free.
When the two soldiers brought him out of prison, he was ready to be executed, so when he saw Mute standing in the room, he opened his mouth with a miserable expression.
The tea room as a rest simulates the landscape of the garden at the moment. The lilac vines are wrapped around the stand to block the bright sunlight. The shadow of wisteria falls on the boy standing there, and the light spots are shaking on the boy's cheek.
The dark pupil looked at him, and the eyes seemed bright.
The boy standing there was still as clean and clear as he first saw, like the dawn of early spring.
Mute didn't speak, just looked at him, but he couldn't help laughing. He laughed more and more, laughed more and more, and laughed almost out of breath.
He squatted down, put his hands on his knees, and laughed loudly with his head down, and he couldn't stop breathing out of breath.
Mute stared at him squatting on the ground and laughed, staring at him for a while before speaking.
"You laugh like a cry."
"Weeping with joy."
He said, still hahahaha smiled, the kind of crying smile described by Mute, tears came out of the corner of the smile.
"Don't die, ha, I'm happy."
"... I can't see where you are happy."
The young man shook his head, "You are not a lieutenant colonel, but let's go to the bottom, and be a junior."
"Well, Junior Soldier, it's fine."
The red-haired man nodded.
"Follow me and be a thug. I mean where you hit."
"Aren't you afraid I'll hit you again?"
The boy glanced at him, his eyes flashing blue. A powerful attack hit him on the chest, as if an invisible huge hammer hit him in the air, smashing him out and knocking him against the wall. He fell to the ground. Robin lay on the ground, coughing violently several times before finally breathing out.
"You are always welcome to try it."
Mute snorted and turned to the side. On the other side of the lavender arabesque, a rustic table made of wooden vines, Admiral Troll sat quietly drinking tea. The deceptive face made him look like an angel falling from the light. He sat sideways, and hadn't seen Robin at all since Robbin was escorted in, as if the person didn't even exist in his eyes.
Zhang Junmei's side face was indifferent, without any emotion.
The boy stood behind the chair of the wooden rattan chair, reached out and caught Troll from the back, tilted his head and looked at Troll's side face, trying to peep out the mood at this moment from that cold face.
Well, the general is not in a good mood.
Mute who reached this conclusion thought for a while, leaning down, arms around the general's shoulders from behind, his head tilted, and fell on the shoulder of the general.
"I won't be stupid to be a second time."
He said, holding Troll's arm and shaking it slightly.
"Do not be angry."
He said, rubbing his hair with his cheek.
He said with a smile, "It is not good to punish the lieutenant colonel in the past to be my dog ​​leg, to always follow me behind me, and let me casually instruct and bully."
A glance at the corners of the narrow and long Fengmou's eyes reflected the grinning face of the teenager who was holding him, the admiral seemed somewhat helpless, but his look was a little pampered.
He raised his hand and stroked Mute's hair next to his cheek. He turned to look at Mute's dark blue eyes softly, as if drowned in the sea water.
"Not an example."
He says.
"Okay ~~"
The boy replied happily, his eyes narrowed, and he took the initiative to chop Admiral Troll again.
...
A neglected red-haired elementary soldier on the side felt that he was going to be blind and unable to carry it.
"That, Miao ..."
"In honorable terms, Robin's elementary soldier."
"Okay, sir, no problem, sir. So, Mute, can I ask you a question?"
"Say."
"As your dogleg, do I have to follow you at all times?"
"of course."
"But I think ... as a good-looking dog-leg, please be sure to allow me to leave when you and your lover are slimy."
Then the acquainted red-haired dog's leg was immediately thrown out of the gate.