The Darkest Dream

Too Many Disappointed S2

"It's an honor to meet you in person, young lady." Hurby bowed respectfully to Lizzie as well as to Claine.

"I don't know whether to be happy or sad, meeting you is like challenging death for myself." Tell Lizzie what it is. Hurby stared at the dim-looking netar nanar without the light. Her heart was slicing withstanding the tightness. If only, if the karma of the past could easily be paid in cash with peace, and a word of apology. Perhaps her self, Claine as well as her others, need not bother to bear the fate of a painful separation with each partner.

"May I check on you young lady?" Claine tried to shift the subject.

"I'm fine, Claine. Your son is a little different, I can hardly believe that that handsome and proud young man is your son. I almost sent her to Enter when I heard her frontal line on me." Claine let out a long sigh, her son was really. Can't cooperate just once, without making his old heart must be bounced by the sharp words of his young lady.

"I'm sorry my son's disrespectful attitude young lady, Deren is young and a little emotional. Please understand, 10 years without the guidance of a father must also play a dual role in the family. That's what makes it a little different, circumstances change a person's character. So is my son." Tukas Claine begged for understanding and forgiveness for his fierce son.

"I don't know the context of youth at 30. I think it's a mature age, but it doesn't matter. I understand her. You're right, circumstances can change a person's character, I learned a lot from experience. Circumstances have always been able to control human nature, I am grateful to be born with the natural nature of a great woman." Press Lizzie sarcastic. Each sentence contained a lot of meaning, the four people who were inside the room fell silent. Lizzie's words successfully touched their little hearts, where their nature had repeatedly made them a traitor, and then repented.

"Forgot my words. Give me the serum you're developing, I need it for later. And for the two of you, I don't want what I've sacrificed to end up as useless as before. I have not sacrificed so far just to be disappointed. This time, please work well together. Now I'm alone." Miu's compassionate gaze did not produce anything, Lizzie was already at her final decision.

"Can I stay here for a minute, miss?" With the rest of her courage, Hurby stared in full supplication at Lizzie. There were things he had to convey directly to his young miss, certainly not in the presence of Zig or Miu. Because what he will arrive will definitely make both of them dissolve in disappointment. Remembering the time sacrificed for 21 years is not a moment.

"I know what you're gonna get to me, Hurby. My strength doesn't fade just because it bears too much of the burden of disappointment and pain." Hurby was stunned to hear Lizzie's straightforward speech. His guts instantly shriveled unceremoniously.

"I'm sorry for my disrespect, miss, I really don't mean to doubt your abilities. I think distance will make your telepathy likely to have an effect. I really have no other intention, I'm sorry for my stupidity." Hurby said as she lowered her head in a low voice. Truly he regretted his narrow mind, which so quickly came to a conclusion without thinking long.

"It doesn't matter Hurby, if you're in your position, I'm sure I'll do the same. You've served too much, you and Claine. I doubt it will make you smile with pride at me. Can you just trust all this to me? I need support, not a group of people who attend and then leave and betray." The hearts of the four people grew increasingly claustrophobic, like there was a burden of millions of tons squeezing their chests.

If it used to be that the pure blood heir ancestor involved almost the entire clan, both the Servidor clan to the point of sacrificing another pure blood heir clan. But this time, they were amazed at once. So much for the young girl's sacrifice to all the clans was no exception, even since she was a toddler, Lizzie was already full of sacrifices.

"I need you in another war, Hurby. Not for bloodshed. Not this time, and not to leave your family again. It's my destiny, our ancestors have scratched red ink on my hand line. I have to decide for myself, understand don't let me down for the umpteenth time." Hurby's tears have been shed, each of them wiping the corner of the eye so that the damn water, does not make the young lady burdened.

"Come out, I want to be alone." Tukas Lizzie is undeniable. They came out with a raging mind, if the ancestors needed a lot of soldiers in the vanguard of the battlefield. Then why did their young miss refuse all reinforcements? The blue moon's full moon only occurs once throughout a thousand years, capable of facing her destiny alone. The samara? a woman with a million ambitions, a high ego and a side of humanity that almost no longer exists. Can the two women of different generations make peace? that was their only hope, if Lizzie refused any form of help at the very least, one of the strongest descendants would be willing to budge. Lizzie could have lowered her ego, but Samara? that woman is too dangerous and cunning.

"Dad's? what the hell is going on in there? why is your face this dark? did the young lady make something magical again?" cecar Gerald stared questioningly with a puzzled look on his face. Her curiosity grew, about the young lady who made her father willingly exchange family happiness, for the sake of a devotion.

"Let your father breathe regularly, G! you're making my head beat so much." The Hurby circus grabbed the boy's head rough, and now he knows his sense of being Deren when dealing with his youngest son.

"Auuwww.dad..why did Daddy become like Deren now, a hobby once hit me on the head." Gerald said, one day his head has got twice the tabokan inhuman.

"Had to have your mouth straight in the stitch!" Ketus Deren chimed in. The grumpy man sat casually with his chest crossed, looking at Gerald with a mocking look.

"How's your decision, Hurby? I'm worried, to be honest. The young lady's decision is absolute, but if we don't take part in this war. Are we going to repeat the past story..?" claine seemed hesitant.

"Don't you ever find me with a question you already know the answer to, Claine!" Press Hurby with a voice in the weight.

"If you need help, I'll be ready at any time. And before you act, you should think about what impact you will cause in the future." Deren said flatly and then walked out of the father's room.

"I don't understand anything about the clan of the heirs, or the Servidor clan of our ancestors. But I just want to tell you what I think. If everything has become the decision of the young lady, you should not have to do anything. Do not repeat the mistakes of the ancestors in the past, because the heir of pure blood is not born every year." Finished with a wise sentence full of warning, Gerald came out following Deren.

The two handsome men had their own thoughts despite the same goals. Neither wanted any of their clans to repeat the past story. Not if one of them is their loved one.