69novels Chapter 471 Plum Blossoms for the Second Time
Chapter 471 Plum Blossoms for the Second Time
Chapter 471 A Second Blossom
Dick reported Peggy's situation to Mrs. Farah.
After hearing this, the lady couldn't help but wipe away her tears.
Watching this scene, Dick didn't know what to do.
He doesn't know how to comfort others, and is it impolite for him to do something unnecessary at this time?
It wasn't until Mrs. Farah spoke up: "Peggy is a poor girl. God is so unkind. She is my youngest child, yet He has to give her the greatest suffering."
Dick nodded slightly.
"And when I heard that the man she was to marry was a cripple, it was like a knife stabbing into my heart. Although I couldn't control my marriage, my husband was at least a man admired by the world; the countless legends he left behind were enough to make other noblewomen cast envious glances at me, while Peggy—"
After hearing Mrs. Farah's words, Dick also felt sorry for Peggy.
Although Kenneth Ritthom was a war hero by Dick's standards, marriage does not become happy simply because the other person is a hero.
But what is happiness? Dick didn't know, but he knew that Peggy didn't want to marry him.
However, no matter how much you don't want to, this cannot be changed.
"Sir Buchanan—" Mrs. Farah suddenly called out to Dick.
"What is it, madam?" Dick replied meticulously.
"Thank you for everything you've done for Peggy."
Dick immediately bowed: "Lord Hubert is my mentor. He bestowed honor upon me, and he entrusted me with the task of taking good care of Peggy. As a knight, I will never fail in his trust."
"My husband was right about you, Sir. I finally understand why he was willing to give his daughter to you in marriage. You are a good man, and you have inherited some of the virtues of a loyal dog."
Dick wanted to say that it was an overstatement, but he didn't speak; he simply bowed slightly to Mrs. Farah.
"And, Sir Buchanan, you must also be having headaches with Peggy, right?"
Faced with this question, Dick couldn't help but ask, "Madam, what makes you say that?"
"To be honest, our family has spoiled Peggy a bit. She can be so willful at times that even Hubert has a headache."
Even loyal dogs get a headache from this, Dick thought with some surprise. Peggy really is something else—
Just as he was pondering how to evaluate Peggy, Mrs. Farah added, "By the way, does Peggy know about her condition?"
Dick nodded: "I think I understand."
Peggy and Miss Harriet seem to have a good relationship in private. Dick doesn't know exactly what they communicated, but they should have discussed the illness.
"But Peggy doesn't seem worried about it at all. In fact, she seems quite happy. Sir, what happened on this trip?"
Was he happy? Dick didn't seem to feel it.
He felt that Peggy hadn't changed, except that she had indeed been somewhat sullen during her time at Red Wave Fortress.
So, you're happy because you've temporarily escaped marriage?
"In any case," said Mrs. Farah, "I want to thank you again, Sir. Although your actions have enraged Pena, I now know your motives, and your behavior deserves to be forgiven. If Pena intends to punish you, come to me, and I will speak on your behalf."
"Yes, Madam Xie," Dick bowed again.
One can't help but admire how understanding Mrs. Farah is, and indeed, a truly qualified mother.
Perhaps Pena was a good older brother in the past, but his status as a count forced him to put aside some personal feelings.
Afterwards, Dick left Mrs. Farah's residence.
Pena did not restrict Dick's movements, so he could move around the city freely.
But he was so tired that he chose to rest in his room for a while.
After Mr. Mosley's guidance, Dick understood that the secret technique was not a move.
To master the power of the dragon, one can achieve remarkable results simply through breathing and meditation.
Dick's body has not fully recovered yet, so this is a good opportunity for him to train.
Time flew by, and night fell.
Dick was used to practicing his swordplay at night, and he wouldn't easily give it up as long as he could still move his body.
Dick now understands that the purpose of this exercise is not to hone exquisite skills, but to hone his concentration.
A soldier's focus is especially important; a moment's distraction can often determine life or death.
But on this day, Dick felt watched from behind again.
He looked back and saw that Peggy's room was lit up, with a small silhouette standing by the window.
"This girl—" Dick shook his head.
Over the past few months of spending time with Peggy, she has watched Dick practice every time he does.
Peggy explained that she used to watch Lord Hubert practice in the same way.
She had a very good relationship with her father, and she probably misses him.
But Dick was also grateful to Peggy. Although Peggy didn't come for him, her presence made him feel less alone.
So he smiled and waved toward Peggy's room.
The silhouette remained still for about ten seconds, then the small black hand began to wave.
Dick continued practicing.
Sword swing—Sword swing—
Self-discipline is a basic quality of a knight, and the next morning, Dick got up early.
He did not forget his identity as the chief instructor of the fleet in Caogang.
Therefore, due to his role in escorting Peggy, Dick had been away from his post for quite some time.
Therefore, he decided to diligently fulfill his duties before leaving Caogang.
He arrived at the port and glanced at the warships docked in the corner.
There weren't many warships in the port; besides Lord Hubert's Hunting Yellow Dog, there were only three other warships.
Furthermore, the other three warships are all within ten years of service, making them relatively young and strong.
Only the hunting yellow dog was left, riddled with wounds and covered in patches.
The corrosion marks were all over its body, making Dick wonder if it was time for it to retire.
Can it really withstand a battle? Perhaps it is also waiting for its own end.
Lord Pena generously gifted it to Dick, who himself once piloted it on a voyage.
He then noticed the ship's age; strong winds could bend the mast, and the wooden planks beneath his feet made a particularly dull thud.
Dick boarded the ship, and First Mate David immediately came forward to salute him.
"Get all sailors and warships ready and begin training immediately—"
It wasn't until evening that Dick reluctantly acknowledged that the fleet at Chau Harbor had regained a tiny bit of its fighting strength.
However, if pirates attack, they may not be able to perfectly deal with the attack.
They've really become complacent.
It is said that since the Count of Pena ascended to the throne, the port of Chau has only been attacked once.
But the loyal dog ultimately made the attackers pay the price. It was this unwavering persistence that prevented the port, and the villains, from easily invading it.
Upon returning to the castle, Dick was immediately summoned by Count Pena.
He assigned Dick the task.
Dick had to leave the next day, sailing to the capital to serve.
There were no military orders this time, so as not to leave any evidence against them.
But Dick's loyalty was more effective than military orders.
He readily accepted the order.
At night, Dick swung his sword again.
Peggy, as usual, peered out the window.
They waved to each other.
Dick couldn't help but wonder if he should say goodbye to Peggy.
But after thinking about it carefully, I decided against it.
They did go through some things, but ultimately they were a young lady and a retainer.
Dick was given orders to carry out, and Peggy had no need to know.
This may be a dangerous mission, and Dick might lose his life on it.
But even if it's goodbye forever, it doesn't matter; he was just a passerby in Peggy's life.
This ending was inevitable from the moment she rejected their engagement.
Dick continued to swing his sword.
At night, Dick couldn't sleep and could only pass the time by meditating.
Yes, this will also help his body recover.
The ship was fully prepared and ready to depart early the next morning, awaiting Dick's order.
Dick was also fully armed, and although he was a "fighter," his decent armor was worthy of the flag flying atop the gun barrel.
However, as soon as Dick arrived at the bottom of the ship, he heard an argument.
Dick stepped forward and asked, "What's wrong?"
First Mate David said, "They're going to load a suspicious box onto the ship. God be merciful, that box caused us a lot of trouble last time. Instructor, you should remember how much Miss Peggy tormented us last time."
Dick stared at the large box in front of him and immediately slapped his forehead.
Peggy, Peggy, can't you come up with a different idea? Using the same trick twice, do you really think we're fools?
Dick stared at the box for a while, then sighed, "Carry it up."
David stepped forward anxiously: "But—"
"What kind of notification did you receive for this mission?"
"It has nothing to do with Caogang; it was all your personal action, sir."
"In that case, do as I say."
David quickly shook his head: "Sir, perhaps there's a living person hidden inside the box—"
"But it could also be secret supplies," Dick replied.
"My lord, you mustn't! What if the Earl punishes you—"
"This operation has nothing to do with the Earl, David. You must change your tune from now on!" Dick's tone suddenly became extremely stern.
David trembled and bowed, saying, "Yes, sir, I understand."
At David's signal, the box was carried onto the ship and taken to the captain's cabin.
Dick boarded the ship and immediately ordered it to set sail, then returned to the captain's cabin.
He closed the door to the captain's cabin, stared at the sealed box, and a wicked smile gradually appeared on his face.
He took off his sword and tapped the box left and right with the scabbard.
After a while, knocking sounds came from inside: "Stop knocking, my ears are about to explode."
Dick stopped, opened the box, and exclaimed in surprise, "Peggy?! It's you? What are you doing in the box?"
Peggy, her face flushed with anger, exclaimed, "So it was you! You knew I was in the box! You did it on purpose!"
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"You're really wronging me! If I had known you were inside, how could I have allowed them to bring the boxes onto the ship!"
A true knight should not lie, but today Dick doesn't want to be a knight.
"Liar! Bastard!" Peggy shouted with all her might.
Let her be; Dick benefited this time anyway.
Dick ignored him and walked to the drawing table to check the next flight path.
Peggy caught up and demanded, "Why didn't you tell me?!"
"What did you say?" Dick asked, puzzled.
"You're going on a mission, something so important, why didn't you tell me?" Peggy stuck her face into Dick's field of vision.
Dick shoved the face away in disgust: "Why should I tell you? You're not my master. You're just the eldest daughter of the Peyton family. Oh, right, you'll soon be the lady of the Rittos family—"
Peggy's face turned bright red instantly, and she screamed "Ah!" as she punched and kicked Dick's armor.
Hmm—listening to this commotion, Dick knew that this journey would certainly no longer be peaceful.
But perhaps he also anticipates this commotion.
Otherwise, why would he pretend to know nothing and deliberately fall for Peggy's trick?
Dick understood, of course, that Peggy's efforts to get on the ship were simply a way to avoid marriage.
Dick also understood that Peggy was not yet fully recovered.
Despite her already having a fiancé, Dick felt uneasy, believing that the man couldn't protect Peggy.
"Yes," Dick told himself, "it's all for the promise."
"I'm hungry!"
Seemingly seeing that Dick was ignoring her, Peggy plopped down in a chair and said...
Dick shook his head and gave an exaggerated curtsy: "Yes, Your Highness!"
"Go to hell!"