Chapter 126: Heart-to-Heart Talk

  "Xian Ni Er, I really didn't expect you to be so impulsive!" Han Jin tried his best to keep his tone calm.

  "It's not impulsiveness, it's bravery! Would you dare challenge a Dragon Knight if you were in our shoes?"

  "Xian Ni'er took a deep breath and suddenly said: 'I was too impulsive just now, it's my fault, I apologize to you all.'"

  Han Jin, Mo Xinkai and Sa Siou exchanged a glance, Han Jin said cautiously: "Then what?"

  "And then? What then?"

  "Then will you still go looking for trouble with him?"

  "Are you guys taking me for a fool?" Xian Ni'er revealed a bitter smile: "Gewala is a Dragon Knight, a 12th-tier strongman. What qualifications do I have to go looking for trouble with him?"

  "Uh... can I ask, what were you just doing?" Mo Xinkai scratched his head and asked curiously.

  "Just now... I've already apologized for what happened earlier, what more do you want?!" Xian Ni Er said angrily.

  "It's okay, it's okay." Mo Xinke hastily pulled Sasou away: "Let's go first." After finishing, he also gave Han Jin a wink, hinting that Han Jin should persuade Xian Ni'er again. However, with the usually careless and sloppy Mo Xinke taking charge of the situation, it looked somewhat comical.

  The room fell silent, and Xian Ni'er felt a sense of helplessness. Today's events were just so strange, and at the time, she hadn't realized what was happening, but thinking back on it now made her face flush with excitement. Moreover, when Han Jin had been afraid that Xian Ni'er would get into trouble, he had used all his strength to tightly hug her, and with the added effect of the divine strike technique, even if they were lovers embracing, it wouldn't have been as tight as this. With Xian Ni'er's robust body, she still felt like she couldn't breathe. As for other feelings, there was no need to mention them.

  Han Jin didn't know what to say. Xian Ni'er saw Han Jin not speaking and became even more flustered, taking a step forward as if she was about to leave. Han Jin hastily stretched out his arm to block her way.

  "What are you going to do?" Xanier involuntarily took two steps back, calling out in a low voice. Her cheeks had already turned bright red. Fortunately, the mask covered her face.

  "The key is not what I want to do, but what you want to do!" Han Jin said seriously. Xian Ni'er's attitude just now was too crazy, making him cautious. But Han Jin didn't realize that his actions were similar to the tight hug earlier, and how tense Xian Ni'er was now.

  "I'm not going anywhere!" Xian Ni'er said in a low voice: "Get out of the way."

  "It's no use."

  "Are you going to let me or not?"

  "No."

  Two people confronted each other there, and Xian Ni'er was also confused at this time. Behind her was a window. With her strength, if she turned around and jumped out of the window, Han Jin might not be able to stop her. But she insisted on that door.

  One reason is that the appearance of Dragon Knight Gwavar was too shocking for her, and another key point is that when a girl or woman blushes and gets excited about something, her intelligence becomes highly questionable.

  "You...!" Seeing Han Jin, she didn't let up. Xian Ni'er finally came with a fierce momentum, coldly snorting: "You dare to be rude to me?!" After speaking, she simply closed her eyes and charged straight at the door.

  Han Jin was still judging whether the sentence was a question or a statement. Xian Ni'er had already closed her eyes and rushed over, he didn't have time to think carefully, his arms wrapped around her, and he hugged Xian Ni'er into his embrace.

  Xian Ni'er's body stiffened, her eyes wide open as she stared at Han Jin in a daze. She never expected that Han Jin would dare to be so brazen and flirt with her! By all accounts, she should have kicked Han Jin flying and then taken out her longbow to shoot dozens of holes into his body. However, instead, she felt her body go soft and couldn't muster up any strength.

  Xian Ni'er's figure was slender and delicate, and when held in one's arms, it felt as if she had no bones at all. The fragrance she emitted gently caressed Han Jin's face, reminding him of an idiom from that world: "A gentle breeze stirs the orchid." Ah, the wisdom of the ancients! It was truly too enchanting!

  But he immediately realized his mistake, what was he thinking? Just now in the public eye, he hugged Xian Ni Er with a clear conscience and justified manner, but here is a dark room, and there are only two of them, this flavor has changed.

  Han Jin hastily let go of his hand, and Xian Ni'er took a step back, quietly looking at Han Jin. Han Jin was stunned for a moment, and then said very unnaturally: "Let's... sit here for a while, what's the point of going out? It's so chaotic outside." "Okay," Xian Ni'er replied in a low voice.

  A square table separated the two people, maintaining a certain distance, which gave Xanier a sense of security. She calmly adjusted the soft armor on her body, tugging here and there, occasionally using her fingers to lightly pluck at it, as if brushing off a strand of floating dust. This action was fine when done a few times, but repeating it endlessly made it seem somewhat strange, especially with the two pieces of soft armor protecting her upper arms, which Xanier adjusted from several dozen angles, completely unnecessarily.

  In comparison, Han Jin maintained a truly elegant demeanor, after all, he had studied professional knowledge, understood the importance of details, and knew that small body movements would often betray himself, so in tense moments, he always remained still, even his breathing frequency was the same.

  After a long while, Xian Ni Er finally couldn't help but ask: "How long... are we going to sit here?" There was a hint of blame in her words, you said let's sit for a bit and it really has been a long time!

  "Cough... " Han Jin coughed once: "Xian Ni Er, won't you tell me about your past? You see... now that you know my secret, shouldn't I get to share yours too?"

  "What do you want to know?"

  "As long as you're willing to say it, I like it." Han Jin made his best effort to keep himself natural, but forgot that in this kind of environment, the more natural he was, the stranger he seemed: "For example, let's talk about that war."

  Xian Ni'er fell silent for a moment before slowly saying: "That was my first time on the battlefield..."

  The warm twilight poured in through the window, spilling onto Xanthe's body, and her flowing golden hair became even softer. At first, she still seemed a bit constrained, because she had never confided these things to anyone before, and needed Hanjin's constant questioning to continue, but as time passed, she spoke more and more fluently, with changes in expression becoming increasingly sincere, without any concealment.

  She had comrades, but never truly friends. Her elders and brother hoped she would mature into an excellent commander, and any sign of weakness would be met with severe criticism. To avoid disappointing them and for her own dignity, she couldn't speak out. And as her peers were mostly her subordinates, her position made her the object of admiration from countless spirits, every success making other spirits proud of her, she was the hope of the Wildwind City spirits, so she absolutely could not reveal her confusion and pain.

  Since birth, Xian Ni Er had never experienced the joy of pouring out her heart and sharing her pain with others. Pain would be halved when shared with others, and happiness would double. Regardless of how well Han Jin did in the past, he was now absolutely the best listener, having developed that quality as a private detective. He brought it out perfectly every time Xian Ni Er finished speaking. With just one sentence or a few words, he could once again stir up Xian Ni Er's emotions.

  This is the real relaxation, when Xanthe sat on the chair, she never thought that today would say so much, she talked about her first time participating in the battle, talked about her first time killing people, talked about her own sadness, confusion, helplessness, even talked about her despair, her numbness, of course, also happiness and dreams.

  There were also some things that shouldn't be said, but Xanier mentioned them anyway. She talked about the scene when she brought back the remaining hundreds of elves to Ye Liu City, and the whole city was in mourning. Xanier couldn't help but shed tears. She didn't hide the fact that the Silver Flying Horse Army had suffered heavy losses, bringing great disaster to Ye Liu City. Disemark's betrayal and refusal to share the spoils of victory made things even worse for Ye Liu City. The elders even proposed abandoning Ye Liu City and fleeing south to seek refuge in other elven cities.

  For the older elves, Wilderun City was just a city, but for Xanthe, it was her home, because she was born in Wilderun City! After this war broke out, although she hated Disemark, Xanthe knew that if Sacred Crown City was occupied, Wilderun City would be next. So Xanthe firmly advocated supporting Sacred Crown City, but the tribe had already become extremely disgusted with the war and almost no one agreed with Xanthe's opinion.

  The elves also have their own home, the Silver Flying Horse Legion is the most elite unit in Ye Liu City, and its members are all composed of the stars of hope from various elf families. The outcome of nearly wiping out the entire army means that thousands of families lost their stars of hope, and more unfortunately, such a heavy sacrifice did not bring any gain, the sacrifice itself was already very sad, and the sacrifice in vain is even more heart-wrenching pain!

  One spoke with abandon, the other listened with rapt attention. Xanthe had long since shed her mask, and once she let go, she was no longer in control. During this time, she had cried and laughed; one moment, her smile burst forth on her face with an absolutely beautiful expression, while tears still clung to her eyelashes; the next, when new tears filled her eyes, her smile hadn't yet faded away.

  Later, Han Jin also became somewhat discomposed and often expressed his own opinions, without intentionally trying to curry favor with Xian Ni'er.

  This kind of heart-to-heart conversation that's almost like a fusion of souls doesn't necessarily need wine to liven it up; the key is finding the right person.

  Xian Ni'er didn't even know when she lit the candle, and Han Jin himself couldn't remember either. It wasn't until late at night that both of them suddenly realized it was too late.

  "Wow... I didn't think we'd talk for so long." Xanier glanced outside and smiled, "Now you're also sharing my secret, are you satisfied?" She no longer felt embarrassed, on the contrary, her heart felt warm, as if something was burning inside.

  "Actually, you're not as clever as I thought." Han Jin let out a light sigh: "You're just too proud, no matter what difficulties or hardships you face, you don't want to tell others, and yet you wear that broken thing every day, we have no idea what's on your mind."

  "Xian Ni Er was about to counterattack when Mo Xin Ke's loud voice suddenly came from afar: "Big brother and sister, aren't you coming out yet? I've already lost terribly, are you really going to spend the night here?!"

  "Despicable! You despicable scoundrel!! Using such a method to cheat!!!" The normally gentle and refined Sasou's voice was even louder than Moshin's, as if he was about to go mad with rage.

  Although it's very late, I finally made it out, let out a sigh of relief, off to sleep, can't do anything about it...