The conversation between the people from the next table seemed to have some magic, which stopped Ron's movements.

The hands that raised the spoon into the air and the mouth that was chewing food - all these actions were stopped.

——Pandragorn…

Ron was in a low heart.

——Is the fight over there so tragically...

——So many people have died to defend Pandragon and this country…

"I don't know if our Duke agrees to support Pandragon..." - What the miner said just now kept echoing in Ron's mind.

This sentence is like a needle, and every time it echoes, it will stab Ron's heart.

While my chest felt a tingling pain, the feeling of stuffiness and blockage that was piled up between my chest became even heavier...

"Father...father...father?"

A small white hand shook before Ron's eyes.

Thanks to this little hand, Ron's attention returned to reality.

Until now, Ron realized that Boris had been calling him.

"Father, what's wrong with you?" Bailis frowned her pretty eyebrows slightly, "Why are you stunned?"

"……nothing."

After casually stoking and perfunctorily placing Bellys over, Ron brought the spoon containing soup that had been holding in the air from the beginning into his mouth. He continued to sweep the food on the table.

...

...

How did he settle dinner in this restaurant, and then how did he return to the Duke's Mansion - After returning to his room, Ron was surprised to find that he could no longer remember all the details of these things.

Dazed - This term is the most appropriate term to describe Ron just now.

Although he had been hunting in the hunting ground for a long time today and sweated a lot all over his body, Ron was not in the mood to take a bath at this time.

He leaned back and lay down on the bed.

——Ahhhh…Damn…

Ron felt the stuffy feeling in his chest getting worse and worse.

He didn't understand what was going on with the stuffy feeling that was piled up on his chest.

This feeling of getting heavier and heavier was tormenting him and making him feel very upset.

Just then—

Knock knock knock knock knock.

A soft knock sounded on the other side of the door.

Ron turned his head and cast a puzzled look at the door.

——At this time...who is it? Is it a maid?

After clearing his throat, Ron asked outside the door:

"who?"

"Father, it's me."

——Belis?

After seeing that the visitor was his eldest daughter, Ron couldn't help but grow his eyes slightly due to surprise.

All along, when Boris knocked on his door, he was always quite rude.

It is rare to knock on his door with such gentle movements like now.

"The door is not locked." Ron whispered, "Push your door and come in."

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...

Ron, who sat up from the bed, turned to Boris in front of him with a little puzzled look.

Boris did not change his clothes, but was wearing the outfit that was suitable for activities when he went hunting together today.

"Bellys." Ron asked first, "What's wrong? Is there anything wrong?"

"Father."

Boris, who was standing in front of Ron's bed, did not give too much greeting and said bluntly:

"You've been weird all day today."

"The reason why you are like this is because you are worried about how to respond to the central government's request for borrowing troops. I'm right?"

After hearing what Boris said, a few surprises flashed across Ron's face.

Then, the few surprised expressions on his face quickly dissipated.

——Bellis discovered that my condition has always been very strange today...

——But no wonder, it would be strange if it wasn’t discovered by Boris. I could feel that many of my actions today were not natural…

Although Boris said that just now was not accurate, it was not too far away, so Ron chose to remain silent and said that he was defaulting.

Seeing that Ron had agreed, Boris sighed softly:

"Father, I have always asked you to give your all your strength to support the Central Committee - has my request put too much pressure on you?"

"Of course not!" Ron subconsciously retorted loudly.

As soon as he spoke, a little confused flashed through Ron's eyes.

Because he himself didn't know why he subconsciously said this sentence just now.

"Father……"

Instead of responding to Ron's rebuttal just now, Bolis continued:

"Do you should support the central government with all your strength or treat it perfunctorily - Father, you have hesitated on this issue for so long, so it must be difficult to decide on this issue, right?"

Ron didn't speak.

However, his silence at this moment was equivalent to answering the question that Bolis had just asked.

Not just Ron.

Even after asking the question just now, Bolis fell silent.

The room was shrouded in silence.

After a while, Boris's voice finally rang in the room again:

“…Father, I don’t know how to help you.”

"But I know that the reason why you are so upset is for everyone."

"I want to protect the best interests of everyone in the Duke's leadership, and I also want to help the central government as much as possible."

"Father, I decided."

Bailis said seriously.

"I will no longer be yelling and ask you to support the Central Committee with all your strength."

"Father, just make a judgment based on your will."

“Go to make the choice you think is the right one.”

After saying that, Boris stopped talking.

Turning around and leaving Ron's room.

Only Ron was left alone in the room.

Until Boris left the room, the surprise on Ron's face did not dissipate.

Ron couldn't help but raise his hand and cover his chest.

Because at this moment, Ron magically felt that the feeling of stuffiness in his chest seemed to have become much smaller.

And these changes happened after listening to what Boris said just now.

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Day 2—

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The drizzle hit the windowsill and splashed mist. The clouds were pressed very low, making people breathless.

Ron, who was awakened by the drizzle of rain, opened his eyes slightly and cast an unhappy look at the raindrops that kept falling outside the window.
To be continued...