"Alright then." Kant said, "I will do the negotiation with Raphael in the future."
Bundak looked up at Kant, opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.
Kant pushed away the chair, stood up, put the used napkin on the tablecloth, and left the restaurant.
Bundak stared at Kant's back, lowered his head and sighed. After sitting quietly for a while, he walked to the dining area and packed a dinner for Rafael.
"Dong dong dong!" Bandak knocked on the door of Raphael's residence. He whispered to the crack of the door, "Raphael, are you there?"
"Yes, push the door and come in." Raphael's voice came out.
Bundak pushed open the door and walked in. Raphael was surprised when he saw that it was him.
"How is your body recovering?" Bandak asked with a slightly stiff tone, "I brought you dinner."
Raphael gave him a suspicious look, and replied, "It's okay. Do you want me to thank you for not killing me?"
"No." Bandak shook his head, put the lunch box on the small table in front of Raphael, and continued: "We are leaving here tomorrow."
"Where are you going?" Raphael didn't rush to open the lid of the lunch box, but raised his head and asked Bundak.
"That island." Bundak looked at him and replied.
"I see." Raphael nodded, opened the lunch box, and began to eat the food inside.
"What?" Bundak asked strangely.
"You guys will take me with you when you go to the island. Then I can eat the dinner you sent with confidence." Raphael replied while chewing the food.
Bandak's eyes sank immediately, and he said, "Yes, you can survive. But my comrades left forever."
Rafael put down his fork and looked at Bundak warily. Said: "What are you going to do again? I said, do you have some violent symptoms? The last time I didn't fight back because I felt guilty. Don't push your nose on your face."
"What do you people live for?" Bandak raised his head and said angrily, "Betraying the country for your own life, tearing down bridges and destroying the lives of those who helped you. Don't you be afraid of yourself? Will there be a day of betrayal?"
"The principles you mentioned are the principles in society. And the place where I stayed with the soldiers under me did not have humanity. The days of wandering on that small island made me understand a truth: this The rules in society are given by people, and we have never tried to listen to God's rules, so how can God protect you when you are abandoned by humans?"
"Did the gods in the sky tell you that the people on the boat must be killed?" Bandak hit the wall with his fist.
"No." Raphael shook his head and said, "The gods have never appeared in front of me. So I have to live on in this world. When I have enough sincerity, maybe God will come to me. Until then, I will not allow myself to be any kind of person, I will not listen to anyone, and I will not be bound by any popular rules."
"Fuck your ass!" Bandak grabbed Raphael by the collar and roared at him: "You are protected by the treaty of the Elf Kingdom, and you are eating the meals just made by our chef. All this is your subjective opinion It was chosen by will. Don’t run away, you are just incapable and self-centered cunning. After being stumbled by others and unable to make a choice, you dare not face the facts of what you have done?”
"I didn't!!" Raphael struggled: "If you want to kill me, do it, don't impose your thoughts on me!"
"Damn it!" Bundak let go of his hand. Said to Raphael who fell on the bed: "I really want to kill you. But that can't change the life of my comrade-in-arms. However, from your words, I don't hear your intention to repent. So in After that, we won't see each other again."
After leaving this sentence, Bandak left.
Raphael sat on the edge of the bed, looking out the window until it was completely dark. Raphael retracted into his quilt, his body couldn't help shaking.
In the early morning of the second day, Kant and his party boarded a ship bound for the island.
In order to ensure Kant's safety, Durandal dispatched several troops to accompany him. The contracting of this large ship can be described as exciting this time.
Because Raphael kept saying that he was sick, he was escorted by several Calradian soldiers at the end of the team and helped him onto the boat.
"Did you go to Raphael last night?" Kant leaned against the mast and asked Bundak.
"Yes," Bandak replied with a pale face, "it's just that the effect is not very good."
"It's okay, you are willing to go to see him, and you didn't maim him. It's not bad." Kant patted Bundak on the shoulder and comforted him.
"Thank you, Your Highness." Bandak responded.
"There are many contradictions in this world. You don't have to care about what others think. It's enough to do what you think is suitable." Kande said earnestly: "If we didn't send support in time, Raphael and others would have won’t be cornered.”
"Every time I see Raphael's escapism, I think: At least he survived," Bundak said.
"Oh." Kant sighed and gave Bundak a hug.
After all, he didn't know what to say about this emotion. We can only let Bandak digest it slowly by himself.
Raphael was leaning against his bed at this moment, looking at the sea view outside through the small window.
"I don't know what happened to the others," Raphael whispered.
How will the Elf King deal with these traitors? This is a question that Raphael has been worrying about for the past few days.
In his eyes: the Elven King has always been a very weak existence, and it was not until after the battle of the undead that the monarch was able to cheer up. Start to take care of the country's government affairs, take back power from the ministers under him, and so on.
But the Elven King, who was trying to be a good king for the first time, was already fifty years old.
His indecision had been with him for years.
For the traitor who appeared in his strong period, how would the Elven King make decisions
Raphael walked to the deck while everyone was resting in their rooms. The ship has set sail, and it will soon be spring. The weather at sea was not bad, at least not a little cloud.
The blue waves were three meters high, slapping on the forward hull of the ship.
Raphael looked towards the direction of the island, and the depression that was blown away by the sea breeze gathered in his heart again.
(end of this chapter)