The sacred right side of a certain comic

The atmosphere became a little heavy. Seeing the cyanotic eyes in the darkness, seeing the kindness and purity contained in those crystal-clear eyes, Roy's thoughts were filled with thoughts, and he turned around thousands of times. Finally, he opened his mouth, Didn't choose to cheat

"Well, Dad, I used the Witch Cult to do a lot of bad things.……"

After saying that, Roy suddenly felt a little uneasy in his heart, which was something he hadn't felt in a long time.

Even when faced with the most dangerous situation, even when faced with Pandora's almost incomprehensible power, Roy did not feel any anxiety or frustration. All he thought about was how to crack the enemy's ability and how to use it in the future. Find ways to win instead of focusing on gains and losses in one moment and one place.

But now, in front of Emilia, in front of those pure, kind, beautiful, crystal clear eyes, Roy found that he actually had a feeling of his heart beating faster.

‘I thought that I could be absolutely rational and that even if I sacrificed everything, I would not cause any trouble. Now it seems that as long as I am still a human being, I cannot become such a cold machine without emotions.’

‘After all, my father...Aleister and I are the same person. Roy paused in his thoughts and laughed at himself.

At this moment, the warm and smooth little hand in Roy's hand held him tighter. The behavior that Roy imagined that Emilia would shrink from because of disappointment and fear did not appear.

"It’s great that my father didn’t lie to me. In fact, from Hughes and those indifferent Witch Cults, I knew that the Witch Cult was not as beautiful as I imagined. Even after I left the forest, I knew that the Witch Cult outside even is synonymous with evil"

"……But everyone in the clan also told me that dad, you have actually done many kind things and saved many innocent people. Everyone in the clan is the biggest witness. Mother Felutona and the others believe in dad, and I believe in dad even more.!"

Roy suddenly felt a soft body rubbing into his arms. Emilia's slender and tender body hugged Roy tightly and leaned into his arms.

There was a light scent of shampoo from the girl who had just bathed in his nose. The breath, a few strands of naughty silver hair, jumped to the end of Roy's nose, making him feel a little itchy.

Roy's open hand paused, and slowly fell down to hug Emilia's shoulders.

"I am no longer a child, and I am not as naive as before. I think that as long as I work hard, I will succeed. I think that as long as I persist, everyone can have a bright future. I already know that when I am happy, there must be others who are unhappy. , there is only so much happiness, it cannot be distributed equally to everyone"

"……Dad is the hero who bears all the pain but leaves us joy and happiness. Maybe everyone loses everything because of dad and suffers sadness, but dad should not be the only one responsible for all these sins. Bear the burden, because we who gain happiness are also the perpetrators."

Roy felt a little chill on his clothes, which were the tears shed by Emilia.

"If I still blame the 'hero's father', it would seem that I am too naive. Our hero may be the executioner to others, but I don't want my father to bear all the sins alone, and I also want to help him. Take it all."

Emilia gave a gentle push and straightened up from Roy's arms. Two lines of tears fell down her pretty white face. Her cyanotic eyes were even more moist, with a few strands shining in the sparkling light. Light red bloodshot.

For a kind-hearted girl like Emilia, knowing that the people closest to her, her father has committed many crimes, her father sometimes has a heart-stopping reason, full of She has a terrible desire, takes everything into account, and does things ruthlessly. This will definitely hit the deepest longing in her heart.

However, she has really grown up, and she does not willfully argue about those mistakes and mistakes. In the darkness, she knew clearly that the peaceful life of both her and the elves was actually achieved with a lot of invisible blood. There are always people carrying a heavy load in the darkness. In Emilia's heart, Roy Maybe not a good man in the conventional sense, but she believed he was a truly good father

"Felutona’s mother told me that everything my father did was actually saving the world. If there were no father, more people would die. I will not shamelessly ask my father why he can’t make everyone happy, but I hope Dad, don’t abandon me. No matter what kind of hatred we face, let me and Dad bear the sin together, okay?"

Emilia raised her delicate snow-white hands and stretched out her snow-white little fingers. She pursed her lips, shed tears, and said with a smile:"……Filutona's mother said that as long as you make a promise, you must abide by it, and dad must abide by it. If dad feels tired, he must think of Emilia here, and I... my daughter's arms will always be left to dad.."

As she said that, Emilia's face turned red first.

Roy looked at her raised fingers, and slowly raised his hand, hooking it with hers with his little finger.

"Okay, then it’s agreed, Liya, but there is no sin that you need to bear, because I have already done the same good as the sin... My daughter has finally grown up, no matter in any aspect."

Roy suddenly smiled, glanced at Emilia's collar, and said with a pun.

The half-elf girl's face immediately turned red, as if she was drunk, and her jade-white skin immediately said The color changed with just a swipe.

"There are witches in this world, but there are also angels. Your smile is like an angel and has the power to heal people's hearts, so don't shed any more tears."

Roy wiped away the tears from the corners of Emilia's eyes with his thumb when Emilia was shy and at a loss.

……

"Ha, what a deep love between father and daughter!"

When Roy left Emilia's bedroom and came to the corridor of the mansion, he saw a pretty figure at the door. She was wearing a complicated and gorgeous aristocratic dress, and the red and black skirt seemed to be in full bloom. Rose, half of the face blocked by the folding fan, there is a little ridicule in the eyes

"Eavesdropping?"

Roy seemed to be asking, but actually said with certainty.

"Now I'm starting to doubt the relationship between you. Is that atmosphere really that of a father and daughter?"

Priscilla's eyes flashed with interesting meaning, but this proud woman didn't say much, she just said:"……It seems that you are preparing to make your daughter the new king. Is this considered an official decision?"

"……So, do you need my help? On Emilia's way to becoming a king, I am an obstacle that is difficult for her to overcome."

Priscilla raised her head and said arrogantly.

Without the help of others, Roy also admitted that Emilia would not be able to defeat the smart woman in front of her.

"So what do you want to get?"

"Let me become her stepmother, then my 'daughter' will become the king, and it won't matter even if I take the initiative to admit defeat."

Priscilla actually has no interest in the so-called throne and power at all. This woman with excessive self-awareness just wants to use this method to prove herself, her excellence and arrogance. She just holds what others have and she must. You must have a mentality.

After understanding this, Priscilla is actually a very easy to talk to and deal with.

"Why are you so persistent with me?"

Roy asked with some confusion. Although he and Priscilla have known each other for three years, their contact with each other was not as much as expected. Could it be that this woman became crazy because she couldn't get it?

"Because you are the only one who can make the world not revolve around me, so I feel that you are the only one who is barely worthy of me. I just like you!"

Priscilla said boldly and fearlessly. As long as she fell into a state of excessive self-awareness, there would be no such thing as shyness.

"You don’t like me, you covet my body……"

Roy cursed, then suddenly took Priscilla's white wrist and walked to the bedroom at the other end of the corridor.

"what are you up to?"

Priscilla staggered when Roy led her and asked in confusion.

"Don’t you want to be Emilia’s stepmother? Then I want you to have the fact that you can become a stepmother!"

Roy said without shame.

Of course I won't let you go if you don't go home and stay here at night. Anyway, I won't suffer any loss.

Priscilla didn't expect that things would develop like this. , was a little dazed for a moment. You must know that Roy has always given people the impression that he is not a womanizer, but a very upright person, so she dared to flirt boldly.

But now Priscilla feels that she has lost her temper.