As a villain, I really don't want to be pursued by the heroine.

"This matter ends here!"

"Go back to the Green Court tomorrow, and never think of seeing him again!"

After the cold shout, Janetia finally exhaled a breath of foul air and said in a deep voice to the girl who was still standing there: "This is all for your own good."

For my own good...

These four short words were so heavy that she couldn't breathe.

Nia has always been willing to believe this, so she has been patient. But what is really good for her?

"Nia." Janetia lowered her voice and became less harsh.

But this time, Nia finally couldn't deceive herself anymore.

"I do not."

"What did you say?"

"I'm not going back with you! I want to stay in the academy!! It's none of your business to interfere in what happens between him and me!"

"you......"

Janetia's face turned pale, and she seemed to be getting angry again, but this time, Nia's anger was far greater than hers, like a fire burning more and more fiercely under the strong wind, and she shouted at her.

"I told you, I don't care!"

"If it were my father, he would definitely agree with me!"

The man was mentioned again, and this time even Jantia lost her composure.

Under Nia's astonished gaze, Gentia was like the eye of a hurricane, slamming her hands on the table and hysterically saying, "Ain is dead! If he had stayed in the Emerald Council, he wouldn't have had to go to that point! Do you want to follow in his footsteps?!"

"Mom, didn't you also..."

"I was so stupid back then! That's why I don't want you to make the same mistake!"

After hearing these words, Janetia was stunned. By the time she realized what she had said, it was too late.

Nia's eyes turned red and her breathing began to tremble uncontrollably, like a blade of grass swaying in a storm, as if it would fall apart in the next second.

There are some things that should not be said even in anger.

Even though they had never met, Nia's feelings for her father were beautiful and deep, and no one could deny them.

The girl, who had never truly shed tears in front of Janetia, now had a sobbing tone: "Mistakes... Is there only mistakes between you and Dad?"

"No, I mean..."

"That's enough. All you have eyes for is blood. You don't care about me and Daddy at all!"

After saying this, Nia stood up and left as if she could no longer bear it.

Looking at the girl's resolute back, Janetia stretched out her hand weakly, but it felt like a lump in her throat. In the end, she could only watch him disappear into the deepening night.

After a long time, only sighs echoed.

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By the time Roy arrived at West Wind, it was already night.

As luck would have it, the weather was not good. Along with the rumbling of thunder, raindrops began to fall, and soon turned into a downpour.

Since the West Wind restaurant required reservations, Roy had to take shelter from the rain in a nearby cafe.

It was at this moment that an unexpected news came to his ears.

"It's raining so hard, I'm afraid the open-air West Wind Restaurant will have to close, right?"

"No, actually, it was closed before the rain. It seems that some powerful supernatural being got angry and made quite a commotion, scaring away all the customers..."

The extraordinary person is angry?

Roy suddenly had a foreboding feeling. This dinner party wasn't part of the original story, but no matter how he thought about it, getting angry wasn't a good sign.

The upset boy could no longer sit still and stood up and walked over to the two people who were talking.

"Can you tell me in detail what happened just now?"

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As the night deepened, thunder rumbled, followed by heavy rain, and the pedestrians on the street seemed to disappear in an instant.

Only the vague green silhouette was still wandering aimlessly in the deserted, cold, rainy night.

After the rage, there was a deep loneliness and helplessness. Nia felt exhausted to the extreme, walking towards her destination, but she didn't know where to go.

Nia knew her mother had her reasons, and she also knew that if she got serious, she wouldn't have any chance of resistance. Even if she got angry, it would be just a child's temper, meaningless except for ending the fight on bad terms.

It's just that she was really too tired. Too tired to think about these trivial and complicated things anymore.

The raindrops hit her body, freezing cold and so heavy that the already exhausted girl could hardly lift herself up.

My withdrawal procedures were already underway, so I couldn't return to the dorms. With the clothes I was wearing, I couldn't bring any money, so I couldn't stay at the pub.

Nia looked around blankly, not knowing where to go.

Maybe I should go home.

But that would mean complete defeat, being captured by his mother and taken back to the Emerald Court, and never seeing Roy again.

Even if it was just a second late, Nia didn't want to go back like this.

I have to say...

Before her mind became clear, Nia unconsciously and mechanically took a step forward.

There was no reason, but under this suffocatingly cold rain, she subconsciously longed for warmth.

The warmth that belongs to that boy.

When Nia came to her senses, she had returned deep into the academy's self-built area. Beyond the woods was the familiar cottage with a faint warm light.

Chapter 89 The Rain Stops

The moment she saw the hut, a glimmer of light ignited in the girl's hazy green eyes.

But the next second, she abruptly stopped herself from taking a step forward, and just stayed in the woods, quietly looking at the warmth that did not belong to her.

So what if I go to see Roy?

As the son of a marquis, it was impossible for Roy to marry into the Emerald Council for his own sake.

If he went at this time, his mother would see him as an enemy as well. He couldn't cause him any more trouble.

The desire to see the boy was so deep, but the will not to bring trouble to him overcame this desire.

Nia looked at the wooden house greedily and infatuatedly for the last time, deeply imprinting the scenes she had spent with Roy in her heart, and then turned around.

However, at this moment, the young man who had made her think so much and prompted her to come here in the rainy night appeared in front of her as if jokingly.

"Roy...why...?"

The young man was soaked all over, breathing slightly, and his deep eyes were filled with undisguised worry.

"I should be the one asking this question. Didn't you go to see your mother? Why did you come here?"

"I......"

It was difficult for Nia to defend herself, and there was no room for defense at all.

The relentless cold rain pelted down on her body, soaking through her gauzy dress. It clung to her slender frame, making her look ethereal and fragile. Her once delicate bun fell apart, a few wet strands plastered to her face. Her eyes, usually filled with spirit, were now misted with a transparent mist, revealing a deep sense of bewilderment.

Even the slender ear tips that belonged to the descendants of the elves and had been concealed by illusion now revealed their original form.

Most importantly, Nia no longer had the spring-like smile that Roy was familiar with. She was like a petite, helpless, shivering jasmine flower on a rainy night, as if she would be swallowed up by the rainstorm in the next second.

Just witnessing this scene made Roy feel unbearable pain in his heart.

He couldn't help but clench his fists and asked again: "What happened?"

"No, nothing. It's just that the talks didn't go well." Nia forced the corners of her mouth, as if trying to force a smile.

She likes to laugh very much.

Nia heard that her father was an optimistic person who always had a smile on his face no matter how difficult the situation was, so she wanted to be as strong and optimistic as her father.

Smile when you are happy, and smile when you are sad and lonely, as if just by smiling you can dispel all negative emotions.

But this time, no matter how hard she tried to raise the corners of her mouth, her eyes became more sore.

Roy couldn't ignore such a heartbreaking scene, but just as he was about to step towards the girl, he was stopped by a shout.

"It's ok!"

"Really, it's okay!"

"I just had a little conflict with my family..."

Unable to continue with her trembling voice, Nia lowered her head, not daring to look into Roy's eyes, fearing that if she looked even once more she would no longer be able to suppress the surging emotions of sadness, grievance, and uneasiness.

"Sorry! I have to go now!"

Knowing she couldn't bear it any longer, the girl hurriedly took steps to escape from the boy, but she didn't see the obstacle in the darkness at all, and was tripped by the gravel and stumbled.

But in the end, she was not stained with any mud, but was held firmly, gently but powerfully in his arms.

"I'm fine, I'm really fine..."

Originally, Nia wanted to show off her strength.

She clearly didn't want to drag Roy down, clearly didn't want to make him worry, clearly didn't want him to see her in such a miserable state, and wanted to keep her best side in his memory forever.

Until she was in his arms, like the only ray of light in the darkness. The girl finally stopped trying to be strong, buried herself in his chest, grabbed his clothes, and put away her hypocritical smile.

As the rain fell, a surge of emotions burst forth from her eyes like a broken dam, unable to be stopped. Her voice, always as clear as a silver bell, now hoarsely and helplessly revealed the grievances she had suppressed for so long.

This time, Roy didn't ask anything.

He just quietly, gently, and tenderly held the fragile girl tightly in his arms, shielding her from the howling cold wind and the biting icy rain.

Until the rain stops.

After Nia calmed down a little, Roy quickly took her back to the cabin.

Low-level transcendents have better physical fitness than ordinary people, but they can still get sick.

Alice was shocked to see the two of them soaked, but she didn't ask any questions. Following Roy's instructions, she took care of Nia, washed her body, and placed her in an extra room.

Although Nia said nothing from beginning to end, Roy could more or less guess the truth.

Nia's mother, Gentia, is overly protective and controlling, desperate to keep Nia in the Emerald Court forever. Nia, like a bird, longs for freedom, and as her daughter, Nia has always suppressed this yearning. But it's only a matter of time before conflict erupts between mother and daughter.

In the original work, regardless of the good or bad ending, Nia had no choice but to accept her mother's orders and was forcibly taken back to the Emerald Council. There was no plot about this meeting.

But think about it carefully, how could a bird that has finally tasted the sweetness of freedom be willing to be put back into a cage?

Roy didn't want to think about how Nia spent the night in the original novel.

Fortunately, Nia at least has somewhere to go tonight.

After learning that Nia had escaped from the West Wind restaurant, Roy instantly guessed that Nia might come looking for him, so he rushed back before Nia left.

When Roy went to check on Nia, she was already in much better condition.

"Sorry, I seem to have caused you some trouble." Nia scratched her cheek and smiled embarrassedly.

The girl finally regained some of her past self, but the lingering blush in her eyes and her pale, weak smile were still so heartbreaking.

Alice was also worried about Nia, but at Roy's reminder, in order not to upset her, she did not ask too many questions about the cause of the matter.

Roy felt relieved after confirming that Nia's mood had eased.

"We can talk about it tomorrow. Just stay here today." Roy smiled at her gently.

Time is running out, it's time to let this girl have a good rest.

But just as Roy was about to turn around and leave, he heard a sudden shout from behind him.

"Well, can you stay with me for a while?"

Looking back, I saw that the usual unpredictable cleverness was gone from the girl's eyes, and only the fragility and attachment that could not be concealed were overflowing.

Before Roy could answer, Alice said, "In that case, Nia will be in my hands, Master."

Then the little maid quietly left the room and closed the door considerately.