【Ji Lai】Afternoon of Shepherd

Chapter 9

During dinner, several shift guards in the restaurant sat not far from Gilfies' seat.

They seemed to be discussing something in whispers.

Because of the distance, Gilfies couldn't hear very clearly.He could only roughly understand that those people seemed to be discussing the fact that the emperor went to the cemetery of the fallen soldiers to preside over the memorial ceremony today.

The danger he had just experienced in the evening reappeared in front of him in another sharp form.

"Hey, I heard that after His Majesty came back, he locked himself in the lounge and hasn't come out until now..."

What, Reinhard locked himself in the lounge?

Gilfies was startled, the silver knife and fork almost fell from his hand.He put the cutlery on the plate and subconsciously focused on identifying the other party's words.

"really?"

"...Could it be because of the remnant of Westerant..."

"Assassination? How bold..."

"I heard that His Majesty has always regretted this incident..."

"Of course, don't you know? I was in His Majesty's army back then, before the Grand Duke Gilfies..."

Gilfies couldn't hear the subtle parts clearly, but when he suddenly heard his name, the blood all over his body suddenly rushed to his brain and hit the eardrum, and the tinnitus of "buzzing" kept singing in his ears.The sound covered the surrounding area, everything seemed to become hazy through a layer of fine sand, and the heartbeat and pulse also accelerated.

Gilfies suddenly realized that the incident in the evening had a much greater impact on Reinhard than he had imagined.At that time, he only got a glimpse of Reinhardt's spirit, and he was always worried about him.

And now...

After learning some possible truths, a new layer of fear was added to the anxiety.What happened in the past, and how did it hurt Reinhardt?For me, who has a blank memory, these details are unknown, at least for now.

It made Gilphiace feel unprecedented anxiety.After finishing his meal hastily, he got up and left the restaurant, heading for the garden immediately.

Sure enough, there was abnormally no lights in the government affairs room.

Not seeing Reinhardt busy in the government office means that all the previous guesses and vague worries were correct.

Something must have happened to Reinhardt!

With his heart in suspense, Gilfies took the medicine and hurriedly took the elevator to the 14th floor where the emperor's lounge is located.

The door of the suite was not locked, and an ambiguous light shone through the crack of the door. Emil stood outside the door holding the dinner plate and weeping silently.

This was the fourth time that the young man had brought food to the emperor. He brought the pea and cheese soup and several delicate but plain side dishes that the emperor usually drank.However, the emperor didn't take a sip. He poured the red wine down his throat one sip after another, glass after glass.His movements are still so graceful, and his drinking movements are as natural and quick as he usually drinks water.

But this is as usual, but it makes Emil feel the fear of the doomsday,

His Majesty the Emperor is not a good drinker, and he still has a fever!In this way, the condition will not only worsen, but it will even cause His Majesty's body to be like a dormant and unstable volcano, lurking in danger, and it will erupt at an unknown time, bringing disasters that will destroy the world.

Fear strangled Amir's throat, but his consolation was of no avail to the emperor, so he could only cry in fear at the door.

"Doctor, doctor..."

When Gilfies walked over, the terrified young man pulled his sleeves as if grabbing a life-saving straw, "Doctor, can you persuade His Majesty, please..."

Gilfies didn't say a word, he just stroked Emil's brown hair to comfort him not to be sad, then took the dinner plate from the young man's hand, gently opened the door and walked in.

Only the wall lamp was turned on in the room, and the light was abnormally dim, but the dim light around the lampshade still barely allowed Gilface to see the situation in the room clearly.

A glass of red wine spilled on the coffee table.

Reinhardt sat on the sofa beside the coffee table, his head bowed, his long blond hair covering his pale face.He stared blankly at his hand, which was wet with the bright red wine.

The wine was as red as blood, drop by drop, from between his fingers, dripping down the tablecloth, like a bloody river, like a red arrow... directly piercing Gilfies' heart, hitting the red heart, causing him so much pain He suddenly held his breath and couldn't help but let out a low cry.

This unexpected sound disturbed the stunned emperor.He raised his head and looked around. The unfocused eyes made his glacier-like eyes covered by mist, no longer clear and transparent, full of confusion and pain.

This was the first time that Gilfies had seen the emperor, the always high-spirited Reinhardt, so unabashedly vulnerable in his short and brand-new memory.

Reinhardt's eyes briefly met his, and then quickly disappeared.The emperor lowered his head, re-burying himself in the shadow of the dim light.

Gilfies walked up, put down the plate and medicine, then bent down, held Reinhard's hand silently, took out a handkerchief and carefully wiped his fair fingers one by one, from the Wipe every inch of skin inside and out.

Reinhardt moved his lips that were as pale as his face, but he still didn't speak.

In the silent silence, Gilfies felt that the emperor's hand continued to tremble in his palm.

Regarding the incident this afternoon, Gilfies has already understood that although the perpetrators were mixed with dead soldiers from the Earth Cult, the main reason may be because of the survivors of Westerant.

In Gilfies' limited memory, all he knew about the tragedy was the records he read in that book.

Therefore, at this moment, he is not completely sure whether Reinhardt is suffering from this matter, and he does not know what to do to comfort Reinhardt who is in the haze.

But he knew that he had to do something.

I don't know where the courage came from, he squatted down, stared at Reinhardt's flickering eyes that were trying to escape, and tried to soften his tone, "Your Majesty, although I don't know what happened, but who hasn't? When you do something wrong? Please don’t blame yourself too much, you have done more right things for everyone than you may have done wrong.”

"Really?" Reinhard was in a trance, as if he hadn't heard Gilfies' consolation, "Just the right thing...is that enough?"

"Isn't that enough? You brought happiness to more people's lives."

"The right thing... will be forgiven?" The emperor ignored it, and muttered to himself, "...will the families of those who died forgive me? Gilphias...will he forgive me?"

what?

I?

There was a loud noise in his mind, and Gilfies felt that the boulder in his heart was slightly moved, and the iceberg covered by the gray mist seemed to be about to reveal a tip.

Reinhardt finally mentioned him and cared about him unusually.Exactly why...

Gilfies quickly thought that in the restaurant just now, those people vaguely mentioned the word "Grand Duke Gilfies", which should refer to his former self.

So, what happened between him and Reinhardt back then?

But no matter what happened, Gilfies knew very well in his heart that if it was him, no matter what, he would never have the option of not forgiving Reinhardt.

"Your Majesty." Gilfies thought and thought before opening his mouth with difficulty, "I don't know what others think, but if you are willing to trust me, then... can you choose to trust me when you feel helpless? I want to help you share a little... At least, I don't want you to bear all the pain and all the pressure alone..."

"You?" Reinhard's expression was still blank, the haze under his eyelashes was thick and deep, obviously, he didn't realize who was talking to him.

"Your Majesty, please look at me..." Gilfies had no choice but to speak again, and there was a determination in his voice that he didn't realize, "Look at me, who am I?"

"Who are you?" Reinhardt raised his head, the bewildered gaze in his icy blue eyes merged with Gilfies' unwavering gaze.

At that moment, it seemed to tremble like an electric shock, "You...Ji, Gilfies?!" In the blink of an eye, the voice had already crossed his mind and escaped from between Reinhardt's lips and teeth.He was frightened by the syllable he uttered suddenly, he frantically shook his long blond hair, pulled out his hands to hold his heart tightly, and took a few short breaths like a seriously ill patient, before his eyes regained some clarity, "Oh... It's you... Mo, Dr. Morrissey..."

Gilfies stared at the emperor's hand clenched tightly over his heart, and the veins stood out on the back of that plain white hand. It was obvious that the emperor was trying to restrain his emotions.

"How did you come."

When the emperor spoke again, he used a steady voice that was as consistent as possible with his usual tone, but no matter what, he couldn't hide the vain tone of his tone.

Gilfies was a little reconciled, he didn't want Reinhard to avoid him like this at this moment.He didn't realize that his current behavior had surpassed his duty as a subject, and subconsciously he had already placed himself in a closer relationship with His Majesty the Emperor.

So he cupped the emperor's face in his hands.Ignoring the emperor's forbearance and resistance, he looked directly into those eyes full of sadness, "Please take a closer look, what should my last name be?"

The emperor gasped, he was alarmed, "What do you want to say?"

"Your Majesty, I think, you already know who I am, don't you?"

Reinhardt looked away anxiously, "No, I..."

"If I'm just an ordinary doctor at Fraser University, why did His Majesty pass my inaugural resume so lightly?" Gilfies' hand was still on Reinhardt's face, which made the emperor unable to stop for a while. Avoiding, he could only look at Gilfies, and listened to his words, "Actually, where and what I have been doing all these years, Your Majesty should have investigated clearly a long time ago? For a person of my status, Your Majesty Why do you allow me to stay by your side? And why can you indulge me and let me have the honor of being able to talk to you occasionally? Even if I offend your majesty so presumptuously today, His Majesty can still tolerate me...Why?"

"I..." Under the dim light, the emperor's pale lips trembled slightly. He wanted to speak, but he couldn't utter a single syllable.

Gilfies stared at Reinhardt with unquestionable eyes, "Look at me again, am I Siegfried Morrissey, or someone else?"

The emperor's golden eyelashes trembled even more, and his eyes looking at Gilfies began to dodge, but there was still a little anticipation in the light of his pupils unconsciously.

Gilfies pressed his slender shoulders, "Your Majesty, what are you hesitating about? What are you afraid of? Why don't you admit it?"

"........."

"If you keep refusing to speak, then I'll leave..." Gilfies let go of Reinhardt, bowed to him, and turned to leave.He knew that Reinhardt may have suffered serious psychological disorders due to the injuries he had suffered.He buried his heart too deep, refused to communicate deeply with anyone, and now he hides himself in a safe shell by getting drunk.If you want to help him overcome it, you must make up your mind and let him try to come out by himself.

Seeing the back of Gilfies turning away, the young emperor suddenly stood up from the sofa in a hurry. He never thought that he would call out, which was beyond his rational control.

"Dr. Morrissey..."

Gilfies paused when he heard his call, but didn't look back.

Reinhard ran a few steps forward and hugged Gilfies from behind.

In just one second, the heat flow has been transmitted from Gilfies' back to Reinhardt's icy body.Reinhard knew that he had made the right choice in the collision of rationality and sensibility, "Don't go...Gilfies...I hope you don't go and stay here."

Gilfies turned around and hugged Reinhard tightly, the strength seemed to crush him, including all the bones, into his arms.

"I can't be alone tonight, please, don't leave me alone." The voice, which was more touching than strings, begged, extremely eager, but also contained deep feelings.

Gilfies took a deep breath, as if she had made up her mind, "...Yes, Your Majesty, follow your instructions!"