You Hit My Heart
Chapter 1731: Taking One'S Own Life In Front Of Him

Chapter 1731: Taking One's Own Life in Front ofHim

On the other side, Darrin chased after Grizela for quite a distancebefore replaceing her.

He saw Grizela standing by a small river, angrily kicking a tree. Thebranches shook violently under her kicks, and the tender green leavesfell to the ground.

"Keep kicking, and you'll strip the bark off the tree. Why get angry witha tree? Trees also have feelings, and they can feel pain,” Darrinapproached Grizela from behind, his voice teasing.

Despite Grizela's strength as the captain of the Royal Guards, deepdown she was still a girl. Her current display of throwing a tantrum wasadorable. Darrin couldn't help but look at her a little more.

Grizela turned her head, glaring at Darrin. “What's it to you? Don'tmeddle in our affairs. Stay away from our Highness."

Darrin raised an eyebrow, displeased. "It was your Highness whosought us out first. Obviously, he wants to cooperate with our youngmarshal. Or perhaps seek our help. Is this how you ask for help? Youcame to Pascaylia with a purpose, didn't you?"

Grizela suddenly kicked at Darrin.

"Who's asking for help? We're the ones who can help you. Your youngmarshal is in a predicament, and our Highness can't bear to see it.That's why he's willing to lend a hand. Don't get too proud,” Grizelaretorted.

Darrin agilely dodged Grizela's attack.

“You, always resorting to physical attacks when things don't go yourway? You're too wild. No man would dare marry you," Darrin replieddisdainfully, staring back at Grizela.

Grizela became even more furious.

"Who wants to get married? Besides our Highness, all other men aretrash. I have no interest in them," Grizela retorted.

Her words hit a nerve with Darrin, making him feel a suffocatingsensation in his chest, an uncomfortable feeling he couldn't quite putinto words.

He glanced at Grizela. "Do you like Reuben? Do you like your master?”Grizela frowned. "Don't talk nonsense. I am loyal to our Highness. Myonly wish in this life is for our Highness to ascend to the throne andredeem his family's honor."

"Oh, your Highness doesn't seem to be doing well in Rohomes," Darrinrealized. "He looks so glamorous, but apparently, his life there isn't asrosy."

Grizela fell silent.

After a moment, she shook her head. "It's not like that. Life in the royalfamily is extremely difficult. There are countless rules and restrictions.From attending events to eating and sleeping, we can't act as weplease. There are countless eyes watching us, and the slightestmistake can be used against us, escalating conflicts. Every smallmistake has the potential to cost innocent lives. Our Highness is acompletely different person in Rohomes compared to how he is now.Only when he escaped that environment did he become his true self.”"If it's so restrictive and uncomfortable, why do you still want him toreach the pinnacle of power? Wouldn't it be better if he lived a carefreeand happy life?" Darrin couldn't understand. Because Joyce didn't wantto be constrained by the warlords, didn training, or stay under theircontrol. She would rather live freely in Khebury. The choice was hers,and if she didn't like it, why force it?

Grizela glared at Darrin, her eyes full of disdain. "You don't understandanything. A tree desires tranquility, but the wind doesn't stop. You sayyou have no ambition, but will others believe you? If it were really thatsimple, why would our Highness's mother end up in a mentalhospital..."

She realized she had said too much and quickly stopped, furrowing herbrow without saying another word.

"Could there be some hidden situation? Was she deliberately targetedby someone? Was she forced into a mental hospital?" Darrin probed.Because Reuben had become emotional when Grizela mentioned hismother, he speculated that there must be more to the story.

Grizela was impatient. "It's none of your business. If our Highnesswants to tell your young marshal, he will. I won't meddle. In any case,to resolve these problems, one must reach the pinnacle of power. Theone who holds the game can set the rules. Otherwise, it's a matter ofeither you die or I live."

Darrin nodded lightly, starting to understand their predicament.

"Go back now. Your Highness didn't yell at you on purpose.”

Grizela lifted her foot and kicked a fewpebbles away.

As the pebbles fell into the small river, ripples spread out in circles,shimmering golden in the sunlight, and Grizela's mood graduallycalmed down.

“I know that. I will definitely help our Highness ascend to the throne.Otherwise, I would take my own life in front of him! I would offer my lifeas an apology,” Grizela said, no longer sulking. She turned around andwalked back quickly.

Darrin watched Grizela's retreating figure and couldn't help but feelmoved. It was said that Rohomes warriors were fiercely loyal, and itwas true. Once they recognized a master, they remained unwaveringuntil death.

When Grizela returned to the gathering, Joyce and Reuben hadfinished their conversation. After bidding farewell, Joyce and Darrin lefttogether.

On the way, Joyce relayed everything Reuben had said to Darrin.Darrin also shared the speculative information he had obtained fromGrizela.

The two of them discussed for a while inside the car.

Joyce said to Darrin, "Today, Reuben didn't mention any specificrequests. But I have a feeling that he seems to need my help, perhapsdue to my background as a warlord."

Darrin nodded. "I have the same feeling. Actually, it would be beneficialfor us if we could help Reuben ascend to the throne. Think about it,Rohomes is our neighboring country. If the future Emperor becomesfriendly with us, and Pascaylia remains under the control of thewarlords, it would greatly contribute to the peace between our twonations. Moreover, if you, Young Marshal, were to achieve a significantaccomplishment while you're not in the Capital, it would provide a moresolid foundation for your future control over the warlords. Decades ofpeace are within reach.”

Joyce glanced at Darrin. "You think far ahead."

Darrin scratched his head, feeling a bit embarrassed.

For some reason, Grizela's earlier statement, "If Reuben can't succeedto the throne, I would take my own life in front of him," made himextremely uncomfortable.

The thought of Grizela possibly losing her life because of this deeplytroubled him. Well, if it was within their capabilities, helping Reubenascend the throne could also benefit them. After all, they wouldn't sufferany losses.

“You're right. We can help with this. Only when Reuben ascends thethrone can we completely eradicate OGW. After all, OGW and Clint areon the same front. If one rises, the other rises; if one falls, the otherfalls. However, things won't be as easy as we imagine. I've experiencedOGW's capabilities before. They are highly infiltrative. Even Otis died attheir hands. We must not underestimate them," Joyce analyzed. "Let'sanalyze the situation calmly before making any conclusions.”

“Young Marshal is right," Darrin agreed.

As they spoke, they had already arrived back at the Warner residence.