Forced to become a delicate companion of a paranoid lord

On the way back from the tavern, Cyril and Xie Wei didn't speak until they returned to their room in the hotel, washed up and lay down on their respective beds.

Cyril suddenly said.

"I always feel like I'm in a dream these days, but now I know very clearly that this dream is about to end."

"Me too, it's like a dream." Xie Wei turned his head to look at the young man sleeping in the other bed, but the man had his back to him.

"Go to sleep, good night." Cyril's voice was very nice. He didn't even need to sing a lullaby. He just said two simple sentences and Xie Wei felt a little sleepy.

He rubbed his eyes and whispered, "Good night."

……

On August 968, 8 of the Imperial Calendar, Cyril and Elodie packed Shevi's luggage in the morning, and made some food for him to take on the road in the afternoon. At around seven o'clock in the evening, Bennett suddenly sent someone to tell them that for some reasons, they had to set off at three o'clock the next morning.

Cyril and Elodie did not let Xie Wei follow the messenger to the post station, but asked the other party to go back and tell Bennett that they would send Xie Wei there on time.

After the mercenary who came to deliver the message left, the two of them urged Xie Wei to wash up and go to bed early.

Xie Wei and Yi Ruier snuggled together and slept soundly, but Elodie and Cyril were not sleepy at all.

The two sat in Xie Wei's room for a long time. At one o'clock in the morning, they went to the first floor of the hotel to borrow the kitchen.

Elodie cooked the porridge according to the method Xie Wei taught her, and Cyril surrounded her and helped her with this and that.

In fact, they had prepared everything for Xie Wei, but it always felt like there was still a lot left to do.

At about 1:30 in the morning, Xie Wei was awakened by Cyril. He washed, dressed, and followed Cyril downstairs to have breakfast.

Sitting at the dining table, looking at the delicious meat porridge and three or four side dishes, Xie Wei ate a lot even though he was not particularly hungry.

By the end of the meal, he was so full that his heart began to feel uncomfortable.

Because they were afraid that Iriel would cry, Elodie and Cyril did not wake him up to send Xie Wei to the post station together, but the little curly-haired boy woke up by himself.

Sophia, who stayed in the room to take care of Iriel, helped him put on his clothes and carried him downstairs just as Xie Wei and the others were about to go out.

The little curly-haired boy rushed to the door like a little cannonball, hugged Xie Wei's legs and pulled him back. He pouted his mouth and said nothing, but tears were already welling up in his eyes.

"Don't go! Don't go! Why did mom and dad want to send Xie Xie away? Wuu ...

Sitting in the carriage, Iriel buried his head in Xie Wei's arms and cried sadly.

But no matter how much he cried, his parents refused to let the carriage go back to the inn.

It was not until the carriage stopped at the door of the post station outside the town that I saw my parents taking Xie Wei to talk to an uncle.

Iriel lay on Grandma Sofia's shoulder and gradually stopped crying. He knew that it was useless no matter how much he cried or made a fuss.

"Goodbye, Grandma Sophia." Xie Wei leaned over and hugged Sophia. When he stood up, he stared into her light green eyes for a long time.

He had a good memory, and could remember almost anything he didn't deliberately forget. Therefore, even after so many years, he still remembered that the old maid who took care of him had a pair of light green eyes.

He finally knew her name.

Sophia, it was Grandma Sophia who took care of him, comforted him and taught him to speak.

"Goodbye, thank you." Sophia kissed Xie Wei on the cheek. She liked this young man very much. Parting always makes people sad, and her eyes were a little wet.

Irel had stopped crying, but when Xie Wei squatted in front of him and said "goodbye", he couldn't help but burst into tears again.

And he hugged Xie Wei's neck and refused to let go.

When the mercenary group's convoy set out at three o'clock in the morning, since Iriel refused to let go of Xie Wei's neck, Xie Wei had no choice but to follow Cyril and the others back into the carriage, and then let the carriage follow the mercenary group for another distance.

Half an hour later, Iriel was coaxed into letting go of Xie Wei and hiccuping in his father's arms, looking pitiful and cute.

Xie Wei also felt bad, but he suppressed his emotions, not wanting to add any more burden to this separation.

The mercenary group's convoy was moving fast. Xie Wei got off the carriage and stood beside it, leading his horse. He bent down slightly and let Elodie hug him and kiss his forehead. Then it was Cyril and Iriel. They both hugged him and kissed his forehead.

Hugs and kisses on the forehead are what relatives in the empire do when they say goodbye.

Elodie stood beside the carriage and said to the black-haired magician on horseback: "Go ahead, keep going along this road, don't look back, just keep going forward."

Her gaze passed over Xie Wei's shoulder and briefly met with Dagambie who was sitting quietly on Xie Wei's shoulder. Then she looked at Xie Wei deeply again, as if she wanted to remember the boy's true appearance through the magic that concealed his appearance.

"Goodbye." Xie Wei said, looked at his father and mother, and repeated it again.

"Goodbye."

Cyril waved, he didn't reply, and Elodie spoke to Iriel.

"Yrel, say goodbye."

The little curly-haired boy, with tears still on his face and red eyes, puffed up his face and held back his tears when he heard his mother's words.

"Bye...bye and thank you."

Xie Wei followed what Elodi said and rode his horse along the path to catch up with the mercenaries. On the dirt road, there was a golden, carpet-like band of light made up of magical elements, which illuminated the road ahead for him.

Behind him, Ilodi put away his staff, reached out to take Cyril in his arms, and saw Xie Wei leaving, and began to cry again. While crying, he asked Yiriel, "Where are you going?" and "When will he come back?"

Kissing her eldest son's red and swollen eyes, Elodie said softly: "You will meet again in the near future. I believe that you will find him and he will find you..."

The simple carriage drove away in the opposite direction of the golden light band. Xie Wei did not look back once. From time to time, he would raise his hand to wipe his blurry eyes so that he could see the road clearly.

At three or four in the morning on the country road, there were no stars or moon. A golden band of light like flowing water led the black-haired magician to catch up with the mercenary group's convoy, and then when the sun rose, it dissipated little by little into countless points of light and merged with the morning light.