Things she had been hiding. The prophecies she knew well, and the Bayezids who seemed to be following her when the prophecies came true.
She kept apologizing, as if she had done something terribly wrong, and she begged for Yang Hao's forgiveness.
But - facing her pleading, Yang Hao just said in greater confusion: "Why should I forgive you? Theresa, did you do anything wrong? You did nothing wrong, so if I forgive you, wouldn't it be as meaningless as eating air?"
The nun froze for a moment, and asked back in a tone mixed with tears and confusion:
"You... why aren't you angry? It's obviously because I hid so many things that this happened... why aren't you angry at all?"
"Why should I be angry?"
"Because I... because I hid so much from you, the situation has become like this! I can't handle this matter, and I will have to rely on you, which will make you busy... oooo..."
As she spoke, the already nervous nun almost burst into tears.
She was very panicked. The sudden arrival of the Bayerjans not only destroyed her original heart, but also planted countless seeds of pain and anxiety in her heart.
What should I do if Yang Hao hates me because of my concealment
What should I do if Yang Hao thinks that I am a bad woman like that saint or that witch because of my concealment
What should I do if he ends up leaving me because of my concealment
After her defenses were suddenly broken, her mind was filled with uneasy thoughts, which further destroyed her defenses.
She didn't want to become the queen in the prophecy. Even though Finn had given her psychological counseling before, she was really afraid of such a horrible thing.
What is even more frightening is Yang Hao’s unknown attitude.
If you conceal something once, there will be a second time. If you conceal something for ten minutes, but don’t tell the truth before you can no longer speak it out, the story you concealed will continue to ferment.
It's like a pair of parents who always secretly steal coins from their daughter's piggy bank to pay for their living expenses.
There are still opportunities to explain once or twice, but what if the money in the daughter's piggy bank was stolen for 18 years? Who can explain what happened? Who dares to admit to his daughter that this story has been concealed for 18 years
All the parents in the story are afraid of their daughter's attitude, not to mention how afraid Theresa would be now if Yang Hao showed even the slightest bit of anger!
She was afraid that Yang Hao would be angry with her. Even though she was mentally prepared, she was still afraid.
Her heart was pounding, and she seemed to have a thousand words in her throat that turned into sobs. Teresa just waited. Sobbing...
In the end, what she waited for was not Yang Hao's "admission", but his warm, rough, calloused hands gently wiping away her tears.
"So, why should I be angry?"
The man sighed and gently squeezed the nun's cheek to get her to look at him.
“Theresa… Let me ask you one thing, have you ever been angry at the stupid things I did along the way
Like I didn't trust the Ling people at that time, like I let my revengeful mentality kill everyone in Kagad, like earlier in the church I forced you to leave your homeland... Theresa, were you angry with me at all at that time?"
"Uh... no, no... but..."
"That's right. You've accepted my willfulness countless times, so it's a problem that I'm angry about your past. Besides, everyone has secrets. Haven't I also hidden some secrets from you that I can't tell you
To be honest, I don't care what kind of trouble your past may cause us.
We will have a home, our own children and our own life, and we will solve all problems together, even if they are past or new - isn't that what a family should be like? So why should I get angry about such a small thing? "
The man comforted the nun in his arms. After hearing what he said, the nun finally couldn't help it.
She grabbed Yang Hao's clothes and cried loudly.
Looking at this scene, Fen could only sigh and say that you might as well just hold the wedding here in Caparia.
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Finn's joke made Theresa laugh through her tears, but now was not the time for her to continue crying.
So she quickly regained her spirit while nestling in Yang Hao's arms, and turned back into the arrogant, sarcastic and foul-mouthed nun in their eyes, and turned back into the person they were familiar with - but Yang Hao could see that Teresa's every move was just an act.
He did not expose Teresa's little self-esteem. He just gently caressed the nun in his arms, agreed that they could just hold the wedding in a few days, and waited for the two to get down to business.
Afterwards, whether it was Theresa or Finn, they all thought that Theresa needed to "personally come forward" to solve the matter -
After all, the target of the Bayerjans is Theresa, and only if Theresa, the last princess in the prophecy, speaks, will they choose to continue or give up and invite the queen herself back to the underground capital.
“In other words, it is impossible for the Bayezids to obey orders from anyone other than Theresa—as far as I know, there is a proverb that my fathers have said countless times.
[Between the emperor's orders and their mother's advice, the Bayerjans would only choose the orders they were supposed to obey as soldiers.] Although this may be an exaggeration, one can imagine how strong their loyalty to the royal family was. "
Finn paused for a moment, glanced at Theresa's red eyes, and added:
"And Theresa is the last princess, the last member of the royal family in the prophecy. Although I can't imagine how they can fight against the demons and demons underground with such perseverance and remain loyal to the royal family... But one thing is certain, Theresa, they will only listen to you."
"I know..." The nun curled her lips, "Just like I used to only listen to my Lord who has not woken up even after eating and drinking. I can understand... but it always feels weird."
"The Light will probably be furious if it hears what you are saying now... Never mind. In short, Theresa, you have the right to order them to go back immediately, and the right to choose where your life will go. As far as I know, the Bayerjans will not force you to make a choice -
So you can choose the path you want to take after thinking about it. Please remember that no one here will force you, so you must figure out the situation and make a choice that you will not regret. "
"What if I regret it no matter what I choose?"
"Then choose what you like. I don't think His Majesty the Regent will say anything to you."
In response, Yang Hao simply shrugged and expressed his support by continuing to hold Theresa in his arms.
And Theresa said after some thought that she would have to wait until she understood the situation before making a decision.
She seemed to have become the strong nun again. But her trembling body still told Yang Hao that she was still filled with anxiety about the future. He hesitated for a while, and finally decided to stand up and say something.
"For the time being, I will try to understand the situation underground when I come into contact with them."
Yang Hao stroked Teresa's belly and gently drew small circles on her belly button through her tight nun's uniform, which made her blush and also made her relax a little.
"For example, the situation of the demons in the Demonic Plague - I have a feeling that the demons will come more than once. Since you are also worried about the demons invading again, Finn, then understanding the current demons is a good place to go."
"Yes. I'll leave that up to you - but is there any problem with Ishgard?"
"I'll give you the report later. We don't have to worry about Isgard for the next half month. We just have to deal with our own domestic problems as soon as possible before the Roman Empire splits."
"Is it so urgent?"
“I have to make time for it.”
Yang Hao's explanation made Fen nod seriously.
Afterwards, the three of them continued to stay in the reception room but seemed to have reached no conclusion. After all, they knew too little about the Bayerjans Empire.
Everything still needs to wait until the Bayerjans arrive at Finkel's place before a conclusion can be made. Instead of staying here and staring at each other, it's better for everyone to go back and rest.
After Finn's persuasion, Theresa tentatively agreed to go back and have a sleep first.
Yang Hao took her out of the reception room. And the moment she left the reception room, Theresa's disguised confidence disappeared.
She tightly grasped Yang Hao's palm and looked dejectedly at the tiles on the ground. In Yang Hao's eyes, she looked as lovable as a wronged and unfortunate cat.
But he also knew that Theresa was not ready to explode yet. He silently took Theresa's hand and returned to their own room.
And that was the moment when they went back and Yang Hao locked the door—
Theresa, who pretended to be strong outside but was now sitting dejectedly on the edge of the bed, just looked down at her own hands, subconsciously tightening her nun's uniform, and just sat there in silence letting the tears drip from her eyes.
…
When people are depressed or extremely emotional, they can temporarily escape from the suffering through strong love.
Teresa naturally chose this path. After all, the "Illuminati" sect would not forbid nuns from getting married, nor would it forbid nuns from falling in love with their partners when they were extremely depressed.
In this situation, the only thing Theresa could do to free herself from the feeling of being overwhelmed as soon as possible was naturally her love with Yang Hao.
More intense than ever, it's more like venting than enjoying it—
When everything was over, she curled up in the quilt and rested her head on Yang Hao's arm.
She hugged Yang Hao's neck tightly. Today, only when Yang Hao held her completely with both hands could she close her eyes and sleep well.
Just like a clingy cat. Yang Hao felt that this time the roles seemed to be reversed - he felt good, but Theresa was in the same bad mood as he was at that time.
How should he do it? Yang Hao chose to listen and be patient, just like Teresa did to him, and to adjust the atmosphere.
He patted the panting girl's back, feeling the warmth and softness of her against his chest, and said with a smile:
"You have to go for something loose for a wedding - otherwise I'm afraid the dresses I've seen will choke you."
The little nun pinched Yang Hao's neck, and then continued to move closer to his body.
"I'm scared." She said in a tiny voice that only Yang Hao could hear, "I'm really scared... Little dog, do you know that feeling? The feeling of being suddenly shrouded in the darkness of the past, and no matter what you choose, you will eventually sink into the bottomless swamp... I'm not saying anything bad about them, but it really makes me feel overwhelmed."
"Theresa, do you prefer a life where you can see the future?"
She nodded slightly, closing her eyes.
"Yeah... I like a predictable life. I like to be able to see you and me in the future, have a small family, play around with my little queen, and play with everyone from time to time. It's visible. Although it may be boring and poor, at least it's a life I can control...
But the prophecy of what happened made me feel dizzy. I didn’t know Bayer Zans, I didn’t know what that country needed me to do, I didn’t know what kind of power they wanted me to have, what kind of responsibility they wanted me to shoulder…
Little dog, I'm not like you. I'm just a nun. I'm already suffocating just by shouldering the responsibility of bringing back that "light" that ate and slept and has been sleeping until now without any response... Now suddenly they want me to be the Basilisa of a country. This is simply... Sigh.
But what if I refuse? Even if I use my butt to think, I can figure out that the Bayerjans are just twisted into a hemp rope in the prophecy and have been gritting their teeth to persist from thousands of years ago to the present... What if I refuse
Will they accept it? In the end, the future ahead of me is still dark.
My only choice is still to sink into the swamp, and then struggle to see if someone will help me see the future clearly one day.
I hate this. You can't let me go, you will definitely come over, no matter how much I refuse, you will definitely come over to help me... In the end, I will become a vase that you protect, not a person who supports you.
I don’t want this. My self-esteem won’t allow me to live like this…”
So I hate this. I hate this sudden, oppressive darkness that leaves no choice. I hate causing you trouble. I hate this.
The nun shrank her neck again when she said this. As if she disliked the fact that Yang Hao's hug was not strong enough and the way he hugged her was not overbearing enough, she took the initiative to move closer, seeking the warmth and confinement that could make her feel at ease.
Just like cats. Cats also like to seek a sense of security in narrow places. Yang Hao sighed, obeying the plea of his lover in his arms, and exerted more strength with both hands.
He originally wanted to say that there was nothing wrong with being a "vase".
But if he could only watch Theresa move forward step by step while he could only stay where he was and make no progress...
In the future, he would watch her shining brightly in front of him, but her side would be empty and lonely because she had always reserved the most important position for him. At that time, even Yang Hao, who was in the most embarrassing moment, would feel extremely ashamed.
His brother-in-law once told him that if a woman wants to be someone who stands by him at all costs, then what he should do is not to give her rude protection, but to be her support when she is tired, to help her grow, to be her handrail when she climbs and the wall that will not collapse in an earthquake, and in the end the two of them should reach the top of the mountain together and become "people" who can be proud of each other and show off to each other, and finally rely on each other.
The brother-in-law spent his whole life to complete his test, and the sister-in-law also completed her goal with her efforts. They are Yang Hao's lifelong role models.
So he really couldn't open his mouth and tell Theresa that "it's not bad to be a vase and be pampered."
So he wanted to support her. He didn't want Theresa to regret it, and he didn't want Theresa to secretly choose to leave one day because she could no longer keep up with him.
"Teresa..."
"Um?"
"Let's do this in the future too, and keep supporting each other."
"Um… "
The girl in his arms nodded gently. Her body completely relaxed. After a while, the sound of a peaceful sleep came out of her mouth.
She is tired. This is a haven where she can rest in peace.
…
Time came to the early morning of December 8th.
When the purple eagle flag of Bayerjans appeared on the streets of the Sky Garden of Fingal after a thousand years, all the elves came to express their welcome and respect for their brother allies from thousands of years ago.
The purple eagle flag had no words on it, and the flag bearer was an old veteran. There were only seven people in total, including the flag bearer and the flag bearer, who were responsible for protecting the eagle flag.
They wore armor that had been patched up thousands of years ago, and held shields whose original materials could no longer be seen. The only thing that looked new was the exotic weapons in their hands. However, the sharp-eyed elves could see that even if they were "brand new", by today's standards, the knights had already been wearing them for decades.
"The armor they wear... How many people have inherited it? There are many materials and leathers that we have never seen before..."
Some elf craftsmen who were skilled in tanning leather murmured solemnly. Looking at the team marching silently in front of them, they just felt incredible.
"And those iron plates are a mix of old and new, and many of them have signs of recent damage... Are they fighting underground just by inheriting the equipment of their predecessors? Are they always using such worn-out equipment?"
His former bow maker, now a gun maker, came over and looked at the Bayerjans with eyes full of respect:
"The same goes for those weapons. I can't really tell what their structure is... They seem to be able to transform, but can we really find materials on the surface that can still be used in combat after being transformed? And those materials seem to be special materials with magical powers... What were they taken from?"
"I heard from my great grandfather that the demons of the demonic disaster seemed to be used as raw materials by the Bayerjans at that time..."
"That should be the armor and weapons made of devil's materials. I think..."
The elves were already in awe, and now that they had figured out that the equipment of the Bayerjans Empire was made of materials from demons, and that they were now using demon weapons to fight back against the demons, the awe in their eyes became even greater.