"I'm also useful." Clenching her fists, Amy looked at Allen nervously.
"I didn't say that you are useless." Allen gently stroked Amy's head and said, "Everyone is born to be useful."
"Then why is there a useless person?" Amy asked in confusion.
"It's just that I haven't found his use." Allen replied seriously.
Ellen really felt sorry for Amy, who was still at the age of playing by her parents' side, but was being forced by a group of filthy aristocrats to cater to a stranger. This time it was luck, because she had met himself, and if she had met someone else, with Amy's beauty, it's probably a tragedy.
It was a tragedy that couldn't be written into a poem.
Because it was too hasty and too common.
Lying on the balcony lazily, Winnie listened to the two people chatting casually, and her mind was wandering in the sun.
Except for the time just now, the sunshine was the most comfortable.
Allen took a look at Amy. Since he had decided to keep her, he had to figure out her family.
If Amy's parents were still alive, he must get their consent.
Otherwise, he would be no different from those aristocrats who forced her.
Although Allen's strength was increasing rapidly, he was still a simple and unsophisticated young man. His goal was to become stronger and better to change the world, not to gradually change himself to gain power.
"Amy, where are your parents?" Allen asked tentatively.
In an instant, Amy's big blue eyes were full of water. A breeze blew and rippled.
The room fell into silence.
Allen knew that he had hurt Amy, but he had said too much wrong. Allen didn't know how to comfort her, so he could only silently accompany her and let her feel his kindness.
After a long time, Amy sobbed, "Long time ago, Amy also had a mother and a father, but that was a long time ago."
Amy couldn't help but burst into tears.
Even Winnie came over and patted Amy's thigh to comfort her.
"My grandmother said that they just went to a far place. As long as Amy was obedient and Amy became better, they could come back. Later, Amy studied hard and made money, but... Later, even my grandmother abandoned Amy. Is Amy really that bad?"
Allen heard the girl sobbing.
It was like a heavy hammer hitting Allen's heart.
He did not know why, it was such a simple question, but he could not answer one, which let his heart inexplicably block.
He had the body of an Earth Knight, and his blood was flowing like a river, but Allen felt as if he could not control his own body, and he could not stop shaking.
All the lies were white, but they were sharper and piercing into the girl's heart.
As time went by, it became more and more difficult to remove.
Even if he pulled it out, he would die.
Allen felt his throat dry. He had a sharp tongue, but he didn't know what to say to ease his embarrassment.
He had driven her away before. She was a helpless girl. What else could she do except to be "Obedient"?
"Dong dong dong."
A knock on the door broke the silence.
"Just stay here. No one can take you away." Allen's tone became more determined than ever.
After calming himself down, Allen opened the door.
Outside the door stood a strong man. His burly body almost filled the whole door frame, and even the sunlight could only slip in through the gap he left.
"Francis, why are you here?" Allen said in surprise.
"I have something to do and come to see you by the way."
Francis said as he looked into the room. Obviously, he didn't just come to see him.
Allen raised his eyebrows and turned his body.
There was nothing to hide about the existence of Amy. Besides, he and Francis were sworn friends and would let him know sooner or later. It was better to introduce her to him frankly.
Looking at Allen, Francis felt embarrassed and scratched his head. Then he squeezed in.
Allen looked at the broken door frame in a daze. After a while, he sighed.
There was another spending for no reason.
It made the family worse.
"It's spacious here. It seems that castellan has put a lot of efforts in recruiting you. Here is also equipped with a... Shit!"
Francis's voice came from inside.
Allen walked over helplessly. Francis pointed at him and Amy, who was lying on the bed. He stammered, not knowing what to say.
The point was that Amy had just cried and looked weird.
"Francis, don't think too much..."
Allen shrugged.
Francis's eyes widened. He didn't expect that this boy would be so loyal and honest that he could even play the trick of keeping a mistress in a golden house. If it weren't for the fact that their clothes were intact and there was no wrinkle on them, Francis would have turned around and left now.
"What are you doing?"
"She was at the banquet..."
Allen had no choice but to tell him what had happened to Amy.
He didn't want to explain it to anyone else, but Francis was one of the few friends he accepted in the world.
"So you've decided to keep her?"
Francis narrowed his eyes.
"Yes."
Allen replied straightforwardly.
Francis gave Allen a look.
Then a figure like a tiger and a wolf squeezed into the door frame again. Allen looked at the wooden door in his hand and sighed deeply. He put it aside and leaned against the wall. He planned to ask someone to build a bigger door next time. A single door was not suitable for him.
"Do you know her well?"
Francis whispered.
"I don't know."
"Then you... Don't you know anything about her?"
"Maybe, I don't know."
Allen thought for a while. He knew nothing about Amy except that she might not have parents. Even the only information was said by Amy.
But what could he do even if he knew it.
"How dare you let her stay without knowing anything?"
Francis was so anxious that he scratched his head like an anxious lion.
"Can she hurt me?"
Allen asked with a smile.
Francis was stunned for a while and then realized that the boy in front of him was not a harmless rabbit, but a real horrible beast.
He had seen Allen fight with a demonic beast, which was as fierce as his.
But he looked too young and naive. It was easy to ignore his strength.
Moreover, Allen was not only a knight, but also a mage. It was good that he didn't hurt others. It seemed a little difficult to think of others hurting him.
Francis thought it over and came up with a forced answer.
"It's... impossible."
"Since it's impossible to hurt me, what's the point of me taking her in or not? It won't affect me."
Allen was no longer the submissive boy.
He had absolute confidence in his own strength, which was cultivated through a series of battles.
"But it's also dangerous. Those aristocrats are so insidious. No matter how malicious they are, it's not enough to guess them. Who knows if they have any bad intentions." Francis still didn't agree.
At first, Allen thought Francis would really help him, but now he felt it was a little far-fetched...
Did he do this for the sake of his sister Kelly?
But since they were all friends, Allen didn't want to expose him face to face. He could only force a smile and watch Francis analyze the tricks of the nobility.
Not to mention that his analysis was logical, and some of the methods were eye-opening for Allen.
But they were all too obscene.
Otherwise, it could be used.
However, these were all empty talks under absolute power.
Just like Brander, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make it. Why?
Because he didn't have the same strength as Allen, he could only play the game with the chips he had made up.