Chapter 89 The End of Childhood - Four (II)

Chapter 89 The End of Childhood - Four (II)

On the fourth day after the nobles stopped resource delivery, more and more families ran out of coal. The villagers began to try to sell the items that the nobles had given them in exchange for food and coal.

But ordinary people didn't need these things, and the nobles in the city of Darkwater were unlikely to take them. The merchants had spent their money hoarding living supplies, and no one would spend money to buy these things at this time.

Seraphina took five silver coins to register as a mercenary. After a simple pass, she began to look for lucrative commissions. However, ideals are always ideals. In the Darkwater city, a remote city in the Red Frost territory, there were no large commissions, and even if there were, they wouldn't be given to Seraphina. But the young girl was still trying. She tried her best to pick two commissions that could be completed in a short time and didn't require long-distance travel. She began to work... independently. She worked tirelessly from the fourth day to the night of the fifth day, when she completed these two commissions.

"Oh, Seri, you don't have to work so hard. Be kind to yourself. I have some roast meat at home. Come and eat some tonight and get some rest." An auntie, seeing Seraphina still returning under the night sky, couldn't help but step forward and touch her cold cheek, "It breaks my heart to see you like this, let alone Lord Hydral."

"Although we can't say we're doing it for Lord Hydral to see, you really don't have to work so hard, Seri." The other villagers were also worried, "We can still hold on, and this little money won't change anything. Don't rush, take it slow."

"...I'm fine."

Seraphina still tried to smile at everyone, but that smile had almost become a straight line, only slightly upturned at the corners of her mouth, "Don't worry."

"If we don't worry about you, who will?"

"What nonsense are you talking about, Lord Hydral must be worried about Seri now!"

On the sixth day after the nobles stopped resource delivery, the coal reserves of the Seraphina household were depleted. However, a silver lining emerged as Seraphina, the only active mercenary in the small town of Darkwater city following the severe cold wave disaster, received a commission worth two gold coins. The catch was that the employer required an evaluation. "Oh, that's true. If Lord Hydral saw Seri's current state, he would definitely be heartbroken."

Seraphina hurried home.

"You've been working so hard these past few days, not even willing to sleep, trying to make the village better. Although you know you don't have any good methods, you've still tried this hard, haven't you? "

"But do they appreciate your efforts? Ah, they do see it, after all, you're 'very tired', haha. "

"But do they care about what your efforts have brought? They don't care, they only care about your value in Hydral's eyes."

"...Shut up." Seraphina murmured weakly, "Shut up... they're doing it for me... they're doing it for my sake." "Isn't that the funniest part? They're doing it for your sake... dear Seraphina."

Hydral hooked Seraphina's chin and gently stroked it. "They love you so much, but why... are you so miserable?"

Downstairs, the door seemed to be pushed open again, the sound very light, as if not wanting Seraphina to notice. But with Seraphina's hearing, how could she not know what was happening downstairs?

"...Rhiannon? What's wrong?" "Aunt Yolanda, is Seri okay?" "She... she's very tired. I wanted to persuade her to rest the day before yesterday, but she didn't listen to me." "Is Seri... still not out of it? Is she lying to us so we won't worry?" Her mother said sadly, "Maybe that's the case... maybe she still feels guilty about Lord Hydral, so she doesn't want to contact him." "Seri... why won't she talk to us? Aunt Yolanda, you and Uncle Orin should persuade her, persuade her to contact Lord Hydral. If she doesn't say anything, who knows what Lord Hydral is thinking?" "I... but Seri seems..." "Yolanda, ...Rhiannon is right." Her father's calm and worried voice reached Seraphina's ears through the floor.

"Seri's condition is very bad, it's not just feeling tired, she's doubting herself. When... when she dropped out of the Frost Tower, when she saw us sad, she had the same expression, she even wanted to die... we can't let her continue to torture herself like this, absolutely not." "We all may not be able to help her, but Lord Hydral, who is willing to let Seri sacrifice like this, and who is also willing to sacrifice for Seri, definitely can." "In this world, only Lord Hydral can save Seri."

Dad, Mom, Rhiannon... Why... why can't you help me? The only ones who can help me are... you. All I have left is... you. In your eyes... am I so worthless and meaningless... without Hydral?

"Isn't that the truth?" Hydral sat next to Seraphina, laughing lightly as if he knew what she was thinking. The discussion downstairs gradually disappeared, and the footsteps coming upstairs gradually approached, stopping in front of Seraphina's closed room door. After three or four seconds, there was a knock on the door, and her father Orin said softly, "Seri, mom and I have something to tell you, can we come in?

"...Seri? Seri?" Outside the door, Orin's voice grew anxious. When he still didn't hear a response, he pushed the door open without thinking,only to find... the room was empty. Only the window was open, and the mercilessly cold snow was drifting onto the floor.

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