Team villains except me

Chapter 473 Evenly matched

If you have to describe Shanna in one word, Ellit has two words to say.

demon.

Shanna is totally evil.

Shanna is very self-centered. Although she is in a position that is completely unfavorable to her, she still has the means to satisfy her own needs in various ways.

Ellito didn't know why he came back. He just kept the kaleidoscope, which was not a very valuable thing. He knew that Shanna was a liar, but he still came back.

Shanna's house was large and had many rooms, but each room was filled with all kinds of junk. What Elliott saw in the living room was just the tip of the iceberg.

Elliott frowned and wanted to throw some debris away, but Shanna said that everything has its due value, and she couldn't let this value become garbage.

Elliott: "You just don't want to throw it."

Shanna: “Yeah.”

"Ellit, you are from a foreign country, you don't know how much we care about property. In Lanier, female eagles cannot own their own property. I have no money, and none of my things belong to me. As for my son, he wanted to take away the money I brought to France, but I couldn't do anything about it. I had to defend my property.

This house was bought with my own money. I have the title deed. This house belongs to me. My son cannot take it away. My descendants cannot take it away. Even if my husband were alive again, he cannot take away my property like before. I used to have too little, but now I have a lot. "

Shannah is always like this. She will find a tragic and reasonable excuse for her stubbornness. Her cunning lies in that her excuse is true. She is clearly aware of her own pathology, but she has no intention of changing.

Elliott took a few deep breaths, then asked Shanna expressionlessly where he would stay that night.

“I’m not going to live in a garbage dump.”

Shannah weighed in after a moment of silence.

"Then you pick a room, and I'll give you that room and everything in it, and you can do with it as you please."

"Giving me your property so easily?"

"It's not anything valuable. It's just some useless junk. I'm not stupid. I must have kept my important things in a safe place."

Elliott was genuinely confused.

"You know all that? Then why... Never mind. Do you have any reason to ask me to stay with you? Do you really need someone to accompany you? You have a room full of weapons - wait, why do you have so many weapons?"

Shanna was calm.

"What if Francie isn't that safe either? I'm a rich, vulnerable, lonely old lady with so many dangers around me and I need to protect myself."

Elliott knew that Shanna was lying. Shanna rarely told the truth.

"As for you, Ellit, you don't respect me much. You treat me like your peer. You are an interesting kid."

"I'll leave Lanier tomorrow."

"So what? You're never coming again?"

"If so."

"That's a pity. I was going to make you my heir and leave all my property to you."

"…Can you tell some truth from your mouth?"

Elliott sneered, disdaining Sana's words.

First of all he had no interest in Sana's property, and secondly, Sana was completely lying, she was holding onto anything valuable, she wouldn't give it to anyone, and she would burn everything to accompany her after she died.

Shanna did not deny it. She taught Elliott her experience.

"If you speak nicely, people will have a good impression of you even if you don't do it. Just like Sheffield, she knows I'm stingy, but she's still willing to help me."

"There are some good people in this world, and it has nothing to do with what you say."

"Don't be such a pity. You're starting to tell lies."

Shanna waved her hand and continued.

"No, I tell you, there is no perfect good person in this world. Everything - everything has a price. The warmth of communication, the patient attitude, all of these have a price, but you just don't think they have one."

"Of course there are perfect good people. Although you are old enough, you haven't seen enough."

"That's just because you don't know that person well enough."

"Heh. I know them well enough."

"Confidence is good, Elliott, but blind confidence is not."

Elliott couldn't communicate with Shanna. He avoided Shanna, walked into a room at random, and moved things out.

But he soon got tired of this action. He looked at his hands, which were covered with dust, and walked out of the almost crowded room.

"Sanna, you—"

The fire in the fireplace had just started, and the cramped space suddenly became warm.

Shanna spread out the sofa where he had been sitting, spread bedding on it, and turned it into a temporary bed.

"You're leaving tomorrow anyway, so just stay here for a while."

Shanna wiped the sweat off her face and looked towards the empty corner gently. Losing her eyesight didn't seem to have any effect on her. Her hands and feet were still nimble. As long as she didn't go out, she was no different from other normal female eagles.

But at times like this, when she was talking to herself in the open space, she always showed some weakness. This weakness made the discomfort caused by her stubbornness and selfishness disappear a lot.

But Elliott didn't buy it.

"Why should I stay here casually? Why don't you live here?"

"Because I am the owner of this house."

"Do I have to stay here?"

"But I am very old and my bones are brittle..."

"You keep saying these two things over and over again. But what does this have to do with me? It's your own business."

"Child, doesn't this burden you?"

"will not."

"Okay, I'll sleep here then."

Shanna sighed and easily backed off.

Elliott looked at her warily.

"No."

Shanna seemed to be helpless against him.

"This won't work, and that won't work either. Kid, I don't know what you're going to do."

"If you were a normal old man, I could respect you like a normal person."

"Allit, stop it, you are not a normal child."

"You can only get along normally with abnormal children, Sana. You know you are not a good person either."

"Ellit, are you really not from Lanier's Eagle tribe? You are more like me than my son."

"It has nothing to do with blood. It's just that you have neither conscience nor shame like me."

"Ellit, don't insult yourself when you insult others. It's not worth it."

Shanna did not continue arguing with Ellit. She took the initiative to leave the topic and began to act as an experienced elder.

Elliott sighed.

His amazing brows were filled with fatigue, and he felt that he should not turn back. His sympathy for Shanna eventually became a shackle that bound him.

Shannah didn't deserve pity at all. But if he left now, he would be the despicable one. It didn't matter if he was despicable, he just didn't want to lose.

He and Shanna have always been testing each other. He rarely suffers any loss from anyone, but every time he communicates with Shanna, he can't help but want to get angry.

This kind of experience had not happened for a long time, and he knew that he and Shanna were evenly matched -

This kept him from getting bored. He was curious about Shanna, who was completely selfish and self-centered in a land that demanded the female eagle's total devotion, even Franche was accomplishing her goals at her own expense.

All of Shanna's actions are based on her own feelings. She doesn't care about other people's feelings at all, and she never hides it. She just expresses it in a more sophisticated way.

Ellito was initially unable to control his passive charm skill. He hated when someone had extreme feelings for him, but mastering the scale was an extremely laborious task.

Shanna did a good job. He could easily dislike Shanna, and when this dislike reached its peak, Shanna would make him feel that she was not guilty, and her pity diluted her dislike.

Just like now, he has fully understood what a bad female eagle Shanna is, but he still has a high opinion of her.

"Forget it. I'll leave Lanier tomorrow."

Elliott looked at the dark sky and decided not to fight Shanna anymore. Shanna was a tough and powerful opponent.

He and Shanna also sympathize with each other in a sense.

But he won't come again. He comes only to stamp his name, and he will leave Lanier tomorrow.

"Ellit, for your own comfort, you should fight to the end. If you compromise once, there will be thousands of compromises."

"Really? Then if I win your battle, will you come and sleep on this makeshift fake bed?"

"That still won't happen."

Elliott shook his head. He knew it. Shanna would never put herself in a difficult position for others, and neither would he.

"Sanna, my company is expensive. One kaleidoscope cannot pay for my stay here."

The flames are gathering.

Elliott took off his thick cloak.

"This cloak is not enough."

"Ellit, what do you want?"

"arms."

“You can’t take it with you.”

"Don't worry about it. It's my business if I tear it down."

"No."

Shanna didn't explain why not, she made the decision arbitrarily and then remained silent for a while.

Shannah returned to her room and slapped an embroidery painting on the table.

The beige satin depicts the scene of the king's enthronement, with silver thread, wool and silk interspersed on the satin. It can definitely be called a work of art.

"Take this. I knitted this when I was still a kid. If you sell it outside, it should be worth quite a bit."

This embroidery painting is not just valuable.

Shanna was never one to be modest, and if she had truly known the value of her work, she would have boasted about herself first, looking back on the past, and then let Elliott accept the gift with gratitude.

Elliott looked at Shanna. He never wanted to sympathize with her. Sympathizing with Shanna would be like slapping her in the face. It was a terrible insult.

But at this moment, Elliott knew what was hidden behind what Shepherd said.

Shanna's hoarding habit, bad personality, unapproachable lifestyle, and her constant lies.

Corresponding to this are deprived rights, exploited labor, taken away property, and dignity that cannot be preserved.

Despite this, Shanna still didn't give anyone the chance to pity her. She was hateful, and all her actions showed a vigorous, almost explosive vitality.

Even though she was staggering and couldn't see.

"How did your husband die?"

Elliott did not take away Sana's embroidery painting immediately. He abruptly asked about the cause of death of the strange eagle.

"My husband? He, unfortunately, died of illness. I didn't do anything.

My son must have died of rage."

"He's not dead yet."

"Almost. I clipped his wings."

Sana said this in a normal tone. She didn't miss Ellit's pause.

She asked Elliott leisurely.

"Are you scared, kid?"

"No."

"Ellit, I'm not a pervert."

“That’s up for debate.”

"I did this for a reason. He was the one who blinded my eyes. But he hesitated. You see, you have to be serious about everything you do and not give up halfway. My eyes will never be the same as before, and he dare not try hard anymore, but that wouldn't allow me to come to France... I must have something to gain.

Even so, his sentence was still very light. But I am his mother, I gave him life, and I want to take it back. Between death and not being able to fly, all eagles will choose not being able to fly. After all, we female eagles are like this. We are not allowed to fly, but we still live."

"He should choose death."

“He didn’t choose this.”

"After he died, who knew he didn't choose this?"

Shanna was stunned for a moment, then she sighed.

"Ellit, you are such a smart kid."

"You're not bad either."

Elliott took the embroidery.

He lay on the sofa, his tone was calm.

"I have to go back to Futsu tomorrow. Whoever speaks from now on will become a pauper tomorrow."

"What unlucky words can a child of your age say?"

"Sanna, I'm going to sleep."

"…Would you like to have steak tomorrow morning?"

"casual."

"No, just go eat the little flying insects in the sky."

"Steak then."

Shanna turned off the light.

She walked with an unsteady gait, and her steps made a heavy sound.

Elliott looked at the dancing flames in the darkness and thought of Hugh.

Huett and his companions would definitely not encounter such an evil old female eagle in Trentedan.

He still didn't understand why he stayed here. But it didn't matter. Tomorrow morning he would go to find Franche to exchange his prize, and then meet up with Norvia and Dooku to return to Futsu.

If Shanna is lucky, he will bring his teammates here before the end of this month. His teammates are perfect, especially Norvia, who is a good merman without moral flaws.

Shanna had met too few people, and all the Eagles she had met were flawed.

He still won.

……

In the early morning, Francie was awakened by the cry of a female eagle.

Elliott was awakened.

He sat up and saw Sana making maple syrup sponge pudding.

"Good morning, Elliott."

Shanna was in a good mood.

"Today's weather is very good, suitable for eating this—"

"Where's the steak?"

"Stop chirping. Come and have breakfast."

Elliott was eating sponge pudding, which he thought Dooku would like.