69novels Chapter 225 Debt Transfer
Chapter 225 Debt Transfer
Chapter 225 Debt Transfer
The tall girl in front of her asked Cathy if she missed her.
How could Cathy not want this girl to enter his dreams every night?
Since Harriet left, Cathy has been hoping for Harriet's return every day.
We also pray for Harriet, that God will bless her and that everything goes smoothly for her.
He misses her.
However, the words he could usually say easily were now impossible to utter.
Perhaps this longing is too intense, exceeding the limits that language can convey.
Or perhaps, he became ashamed to express his true feelings.
Cathy stood frozen in place, unable to utter a single word, simply staring intently at Harriet.
He couldn't take his eyes off Harriet's face at all, and at the same time, he felt his cheeks burning and even stinging. At this moment, Harriet's expression became strange.
She narrowed her eyes slightly and a smile appeared on her face.
Then she took a step forward: "Hey, Casey, do you miss me?"
She definitely knows the answer, Casey thought; she's just asking a question she already knows the answer to!
Kexi had no choice but to nod slightly.
Harriet's expression brightened, and she brought her lips close to Keshill's ear:
"I want to hear what you have to say."
Did Harriet learn some new magic on the plateau that allows her to breathe fire?
Kathy felt as if her ears were being burned.
"I want to—" Casey whispered.
"How much do you want to?" Harriet pressed on.
She went too far.
Kathy lowered her head and pushed Harriet an arm's length away.
He quickly composed himself.
These days, Cathy has seen quite a few couples in town.
Among these couples, the man is often more composed and calm.
Kathy felt that this kind of man did seem more reliable, and he wanted to become reliable as well.
So, feigning nonchalance, he replied, "It's alright—"
Harriet's joy faded considerably. "Only average? —"
Is she feeling down?
Kathy wanted to change her mind and comfort her.
However, Mr. Mosley seemed to be just watching from the sidelines.
Mr. Mosley is a man of his word. Would he dislike people who are frivolous and talkative?
Thinking of this, Cathy grabbed Harriet, pulled her hand, and led her to her room.
Cathy looked Harriet up and down again, took the luggage from her hands, and placed it on the table.
Only then did he stand in front of Harriet again and say seriously:
"Actually, it's not just ordinary—I miss you so much—"
A smile returned to Harriet's face; she definitely looked even more beautiful when she smiled.
"I know!"
"Then why did you ask?"
"I just suddenly wanted to tease you—"
Cathy doesn't like being teased, but:
Are you happy?
"Well, not because of teasing, but because of your expression."
"expression?"
"Your shyness is just too cute."
Upon hearing this, Kathy felt her face grow even hotter.
"Haha, look at your expression right now—"
As she spoke, Harriet placed her hand on Cathy's face, and Cathy's smile slowly faded.
But Kathy could sense that Harriet's good mood hadn't diminished because of it.
Harriet said, "Cassie, may I make a selfish request?"
"What are your requirements?"
From now on, only I am allowed to tease you.
Cathy doesn't like being teased, but if it's Harriet's request, then there's nothing she can do.
He stared into Harriet's eyes and nodded slightly.
Harriet's expression turned serious.
She bent down, slid her fingers from Cathy's cheek to her chin, and brought her head closer.
Then Kathy instinctively closed his eyes, his breathing controlled by Harriet.
Harriet finally let her go just as Cathy was about to suffocate.
"Kathy?"
Hearing the call, Kathy opened her eyes.
Bright, star-like eyes were right in front of his face.
"Hmm—" Casey responded.
"I miss you too—even more than you."
I'm the one who's missing them more.
Keshi couldn't argue, not because he didn't want to, but because he couldn't say it.
Harriet closed her eyes again, and Kathy followed suit.
Perhaps there's no need to rank them.
Cathy felt that she shouldn't be childish.
He felt that he had matured a lot.
It's enough to just remember that Harriet is safe and sound and is still by his side.
They sat down side by side on the bench.
Harriet seemed to intend to lean on Cathy's shoulder, so Cathy straightened her back.
She said, "Cathy, you must be very worried about me, right?"
"Yes, that's natural."
"I also want to come back sooner, but there are many things to do on the plateau."
"What happened?"
"There are many things, but I'll talk about this with Mosley later. Right now it's just you and me, and I want to talk about something that's just between the two of us."
"Yes," Casey nodded.
"Kathy, I've been looking forward to your birthday for a long time, but I still couldn't make it back in time. It's such a shame. It's your first birthday since we met, and I just missed it. If I had been in the library at the time, I would definitely have prepared a gift for you."
Cathy shook her head: "No, you've already given me a gift."
"Feed?"
Do you remember that plate of flowers?
"Hmm," Harley nodded.
"It opened on my birthday, Harriet, this must be a gift from you, you let me witness a beautiful moment."
Harriet's eyes lit up: "Really?"
"Um!"
"That's wonderful!" Harriet exclaimed, her eyes fixed on Cathy. "It's so great to be able to grow flowers with you!"
Seeing Harriet's happy face, Cassie couldn't help but touch her nose.
"Kathy, do you know, ever since we parted ways, I've found that I really don't want to be apart from you for even a second longer."
Does that sound a bit too girly?
Cathy shook her head: "No, me too!"
"Yes!" Harriet nodded vigorously. "Cassie, I'm so lucky—"
As she spoke, Harriet lay down on her side, resting her head on Cathy's lap, and fell asleep.
She must be exhausted.
No wonder, considering the long journey.
Looking at Harriet's unguarded, sleeping face, Casey secretly vowed that he must protect Harriet.
Kathy knows she is still weak, but she must become stronger.
Let her get a good night's sleep.
Cathy took off her coat and draped it over Harriet's shoulders.
Harriet woke up in the middle of the night.
She looked at Cathy: "Did I sleep for a long time?"
"Not long after," Cathy said with a smile, "are you hungry?"
"A little—"
"I'll get you something to eat; Mr. Mosley must be hungry too."
"you go?"
"Yes," Casey nodded.
After saying that, he got up and walked towards the kitchen.
Cathy doesn't have many dishes, and she's not good at cooking them.
However, if the only requirement is that it be edible, Cathy feels she should be able to manage.
"Not bad."
Before he knew it, Harriet had appeared behind him.
"It looks quite professional."
Kathy laughed: "Really?"
"Hmm," Harley nodded.
Cathy continued cooking, while Harriet stood silently behind him.
After they were almost finished, Harriet helped carry the dishes into the library.
"Kathy," Harriet suddenly said.
"What's wrong?"
"It's nothing, it's just that you seem to have changed a lot—"
Kathy asked in confusion, "Have I changed?"
"Yes," Harley nodded, "you've become more mature and reliable."
Kay wanted to look Harriet in the eye; he knew Harriet wasn't just flattering him.
After a few seconds of eye contact, Cathy finally couldn't help but smile.
Harriet laughed twice upon seeing this, which made Cassie completely lose her composure.
He spoke loudly, and Harriet laughed along.
After they had finally finished laughing, the two of them didn't say much. They simply nodded to each other and continued walking forward together.
Kathy suddenly felt that perhaps this separation was meaningful.
The proof is that Harriet is my girl, and I am her boy.
For no apparent reason, Cathy felt that this conclusion must be correct.
That evening, Cathy finally had dinner with Harriet again after several months.
And of course, there's Mr. Mosley, after all, this is his home.
After dinner, Harriet recounted her experiences on the plateau to Cathy and Mr. Mosley in detail.
Cathy was overjoyed to hear that Earl Reggie was still alive.
When he learned that Harriet had brought Reggie back to life, he became even more proud of her.
But Kathy also realized that Harriet had not been without danger on the plateau.
Fortunately, Jarl handled the situation well, thus averting disaster.
Kathy concluded that he needed to cherish Harriet even more.
After listening, Mr. Mosley praised him, saying:
"Well done, Harriet. You exceeded expectations. This has given me a better understanding of the situation on the plateau." Harriet asked, "Sir, are you planning to help Casey reclaim the plateau?"
"There is a slight chance now, but before that, I have some things to take care of first."
"What's wrong?"
Mr. Mosley paused for a moment: "I'll tell you in a few days, at least until tomorrow, after that mercenary leaves."
Since Mr. Mosley had said so, Casey didn't ask any further questions.
When it was time for bed, Cathy said to Harriet, who was about to go into her room:
Goodnight, Harriet.
Goodnight, Cathy.
The door closed, and Cathy giggled as she slipped under the covers.
After Mr. Mosley blew out the light, Casey felt confident that she would have a good dream tonight.
The next morning, just after the three of them had finished breakfast, Jarl arrived.
Mr. Mosley invited him to sit down, and then they began to talk about things on the plateau.
But Harriet had already covered most of these things last night.
Jarl seemed to be there simply to show that he had no other responsibility for the library.
Of course, he also announced that the Unswearing Knights would no longer have designs on Cathy.
Jarl said to Kathy, "Kid, remember, you promised to tell the story of the 'true knight' you spoke of?"
Tell me about it.
Kathy remembered her promise: "I will tell you, but I've also heard that you already know some things about Pegasus's past."
"But I want to hear your version of him; after all, he is your knight."
Kathy was willing to spread the glorious history of Pegasus, so he relayed everything he knew about Pegasus to Jarl.
By the time I finished speaking, it was already noon.
Cathy asked him, "How is it?"
"Just a blindly loyal brute," Jarl scoffed, "but he's worthy of the title 'knight.'"
This is enough.
Kathy laughed; he knew that Jarl had approved of Bekas.
If Pegasus were still alive, he would definitely tell Kathy that he doesn't need anyone's approval.
But Kathy just wanted Pegasus to be recognized.
At this point, Jarl had no reason to linger any longer.
He simply said "Goodbye" and got up to walk towards the library door.
Kathy knew that this might be goodbye forever.
When Casey followed Jarl to investigate the case in Nail Harbor, she actually quite admired this big guy.
However, he killed several of Cathy's rat friends and took Harriet away, which made Cathy hate him more.
However, upon calming down and thinking about it, Jarl was simply being true to his own position.
Of course, this was not enough for Cathy to forgive him.
But on the plateau, Jal did indeed protect Harriet and help her reclaim her land.
One thing at a time, there are some things Casey has to say:
"I heard Harriet owes you an axe."
"That's right," Jarl admitted coldly.
"I'll pay it for her."
"Oh? You've come to return it?" Jar asked疑惑地, "Why?"
Cathy puffed out her chest: "Does a man need a reason to take on a woman's debts?"
After a few seconds of silence, Jarl let out a laugh:
"Hmph! Well said! Well then, don't forget the debts you've incurred!"
Kathy nodded: "I will use the exotic iron ore from the plateau to forge an axe for you."
"It's a deal!"
Kathy nodded again, thought for a moment, and asked:
"Jar, where are you going?"
"I don't know, I guess I'll go find my commander."
"Do you plan to become a mercenary in the future?"
"Otherwise what?"
"Don't you want to become a knight?"
"Knights have long since become extinct."
"They haven't gone extinct!" Casey said.
He didn't explain much; he knew Jarl would understand.
"Ha, Pegasus Byrne! Perhaps you're right—so, you are the lord of the Lyons Plateau?"
"I am Casey Lines, Duke of Lines Plateau."
"Then, Duke Casey, if one day I get tired of being a mercenary, I'd be willing to dance with you, provided you settle your debts first."
Kathy extended her right palm: "It's a deal!"
Jarl slapped his hand: "But if you also become a greedy little man, my axe will chop off your head first."
Kathy was somewhat frightened upon hearing this, but as a duke, he could not allow fear to defeat him:
"Go ahead!"
Jar laughed a few times, then walked out of the library.
Kathy smiled and then went back to her seat.
Now that Harriet is back, Casey has one less thing to worry about.
Of course, he had other concerns.
He asked, "Mr. Mosley, when will Henry be back?"
"He's not coming back," Mr. Mosley said.
"Huh?" Cathy asked, puzzled. "What do you mean?"
He—is dead—
"Oh my goodness!" Harriet exclaimed.
Kathy stood there, stunned.
Henry is dead?
my father--
died? !