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558. The Weak and the Knight

Bedivere has been staying at Leigh's house for two days.

Just through simple observation, he came to the conclusion that Lei lived alone now and that there were other people living in the house.

Coupled with the fact that almost all of the portraits on the wall were young couples and their young daughters, the knight could already imagine what kind of situation Lei was in now.

Today he stood in the living room and observed the portraits on the wall.

The girl saw Bedivere looking at the portraits of her parents:

"They left me forever when I was very young. I was ill at that time, and they had to find ways to raise money for me. It was a lot of money, and they had to do very dangerous work.

"Later, they passed away. Fortunately, I met a kind-hearted person. She donated a huge amount of money to help me get through the most difficult days. She also took me to find the best doctor. Although she didn't

It can be completely cured, but at least I can live a normal life."

Even if that woman is considered a member of the group of culprits who killed her mother, maybe she is not the leader who leads this matter, maybe she has good intentions, maybe she can't help herself, but the fact is, she is in it.

Ke Lei still calls her "Good Samaritan". This is Lei's real thought and has nothing to do with the fact that she is the mother of her friend Kelly.

Both are established at the same time and there is no contradiction.

Bedivere replied:

"You're lucky that there are people willing to help you in this situation. Most people end up very badly."

The place where she lives is expensive, and a helpless girl cannot afford it.

Lei replied:

"I think so."

Bedivere looked at the portrait and asked:

"Do you have any dreams?"

Lei stood thirty centimeters behind him and replied:

"Mr. Knight, you may not be able to tell that I need to go all out just to live a normal life, including walking, and my illness has not been cured."

He can see it.

He had an idea so bold that he couldn't understand it.

The current situation was so suitable that he even began to wonder if Mordred's purpose was to get him. Could it be a trap that he encountered? Lei was actually just a superb person who was good at disguise and deception.

But Bedivere believed in his own eyes. In a sense, this was a miracle that was almost impossible to forge artificially. Lei had a pure and extremely kind soul. In the era of King Arthur's rule, such souls were extremely rare. They had to go through hardships to survive.

Only if you can maintain such kindness can you be called pure.

After all, if you don't experience the forging of fire, how can you test whether a soul is just well-cared for, or whether it can really resist the tempering of the world.

And in today's world where everyone is willing to fall for themselves, the last time Bedivere saw such a soul was eight hundred years ago.

At that time, his mentality was far younger than it is now, or in other words, at that time, he did not realize that his soul was gradually decaying. Bedivere deceived himself, making himself think that it was still the era when King Arthur was still around.

Bedivere continued:

"Then if you had a healthy and normal body, what would you want to do?"

The girl lowered her head, pondered for a moment, and then answered honestly:

"I don't know, really, I can't imagine what a completely normal life would be like. When I wasn't sick, I only had the time after I was born, and now I can hardly remember what happened at that time.

Anything.”

Bedivere said:

"You are a good person. Don't you have any lofty ambitions and want to change something?"

Lei's smile is very simple:

"I always feel that Mr. Bedivere has misunderstood something. The way you look at me seems to be expecting to see another person, but I am actually just an ordinary girl and I have never had any great ideals.

"Sometimes I do small things that I can do, and I just do them as I think of them. I really don't have any deep ideas."

Bedivere nodded:

"You're right, you are yourself, Lei. I shouldn't want to see anyone else's shadow in you. I forgot my own situation.

"I want you to confess something."

Lei poured Bedivere a glass of water:

"What's up?"

The knight said solemnly:

"Although I accidentally fell asleep in front of your house, when I accepted your invitation, I actually had an ulterior motive. You have a special quality that allows you to accomplish one thing."

Lei listened carefully, her expression gentle and harmless.

Bedivere continued:

"Have you heard about that? About re-electing the king."

Lei replied sincerely:

"Even I have heard about this. My friend Kelly mentioned it to me two days ago."

Bedivere said:

"I will ask you if you have any ambitions, and for this reason, I feel guilty, and I want to persuade you to make a decision.

"Now I want to make my request again. I want you to participate in this matter as a candidate. You are my only choice. This will make you risk your life and meet many bad people. I will use my own

I will give my life to protect you, but I can't promise you anything.

"As a reward, I will restore your body to health and give you power second only to gods. When I die completely, you will get everything from me."

Lei looked serious. She did not ask how powerful the power was, or whether her body would really recover, as Bedivere imagined.

she asked:

"what are you up to?"
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