manynovel Chapter 428 New Goals
Chapter 428 New Goals
Chapter 428 New Goals
Tuscarola has left the basin.
Of course, she brought Gillian with her.
This woman was the one Tuscarola had asked Aaron for, and he had indeed given her to him.
In truth, Tuscarola didn't care about Gillian's fate; she simply felt that Gillian still had value in living because she wasn't mature enough or smart enough.
To compare her to Anne—or rather, to do so would be an insult to Anne.
Although Anne's ideas are sometimes wildly imaginative, what's that word again—oh, right, romantic!
Aaron called it "chuunibyou" (a Japanese term for someone with delusions of grandeur), and until now, Tuscarola has not heard the word "chuunibyou" from a second person.
However, Anne always has a keen eye for problem-solving.
If there is a conversation, she can quickly analyze the other person's thoughts.
Nevertheless, Gillian was the most likely person Tuscarola had ever seen to lead her people in rebellion and fight for freedom.
Of course, Gillian's current abilities are far from sufficient.
She needs improvement and progress; perhaps Tuscarola should find her a tutor.
In short, Tuscarola brought Gillian with her.
However, there is no need to stay in the basin, as the enslaved people are not limited to the basin region.
This continent is filled with compatriots waiting to be saved.
Tuscarola tells Gillian that even among fellow countrymen, not everyone deserves to be saved.
If they are not even willing to save themselves, then they do not deserve to be saved by others.
Tuscarola hoped that Gillian would also develop a hatred for servility, just like her. To be honest, Tuscarola didn't like Gillian, especially after Gillian had deceived her.
But Tuscalola felt that sometimes you can't just act on your whims.
Tuscarola didn't consider Anne's feelings at the time, which is why Anne said those things.
If it were the current Tuscarola, he would never have said those things.
The carriage stopped in the city of Gentu, and Tuscarola helped Gillian out of the carriage.
Gillian carried the two people's luggage, her body hunched over, her eyes darting around furtively.
Clearly, she never walked the streets of the royal city like a normal person.
Tuscarola told her, "Stand tall, Gillian, you don't need to be afraid of anyone."
“But—” Gillian said, “we have green eyes, and they will treat us like slaves.”
Tuscarola hated the statement, but she also knew it was true.
The Kingdom's people will not easily change their minds, and there will always be those arrogant Kingdom's people who come to cause trouble for Tuscarola.
Tuscarola can handle it; she's very strong.
She can also be distracted by protecting Gillian, but what happens after that?
Tuscarola couldn't protect Gillian forever, especially since Tuscarola hoped Gillian could save more of her fellow citizens.
Therefore, she understood Gillian's concerns.
Yes, if Gillian were alone, it would be extremely dangerous for her to walk here so casually.
Tuscarola sighed and said to her:
"This way."
She led Gillian down a secluded path, as Draco had told her.
Afterwards, the two entered a small house.
This house was rented by Tuscarola.
Before heading to the basin, Tuscarola felt that being an assassin was the only reason she was alive.
However, Tuscarola has come to terms with it; the meaning of life is not so superficial.
Tuscarola said to Gillian, "You will stay here from now on, and I will teach you some common knowledge about the kingdom. Later, I may even find you a teacher."
Gillian nodded.
Tuscarola then asked, "Can you cook?"
Gillian nodded again.
"My house doesn't support idlers. From now on, you'll be responsible for housework and cooking."
What Tuscarola changed was Aaron's saying, "Libraries don't support idlers."
He always used this excuse to assign her and Annie all sorts of strange tasks.
Anne was furious about this and afterwards always tried to tease Aaron, although most of the time Aaron teased her instead.
The softest bed in the house was, of course, reserved for Tuscarola himself.
She likes to sleep in soft places.
And a small bed was left for Gillian.
He then instructed Gillian to begin her work and left.
Now, she needs to report back to Draco.
Draco left Tuscarola a way to contact him; if Draco is still in the city, he will send someone to pick Tuscarola up soon.
About half an hour later, Tuscarola met Draco.
Upon seeing Tuscarola, Draco frowned and called out:
"Oh! Little Lola!"
Tuscarola frowned and replied, "Don't add 'small'!"
Draco was taken aback for a moment, then burst into laughter:
"Haha, you're back again, little Lola. I don't know what you've been through, but I like you like this."
Tuscarola was somewhat confused. What status?
Draco quickly regained his seriousness and had Tuscarola sit down opposite him.
"You were gone for far too long on this mission. I thought something had happened to you, so I sent people to inquire, only to find that the assassination had already been completed."
Tuscarola nodded: "I've come to report back to you."
"You should have done that immediately," Draco said. "You're just making me worry."
"I've heard that the Block Alliance has lost many assassins," Tuscarola retorted.
Draco paused for a few seconds, then replied:
"Don't you understand, little Lola? To me, you're different from those assassins. You're the starting point for everything. And, how should I put it, you're quite likable."
"Only Anne hates me," Tuscarola thought.
"Never mind," Draco shook his head. "If I'm not mistaken, you did something extraordinary while you were missing, didn't you? The events in the basin are related to you, aren't they?"
Tuscarola had no intention of hiding it, so he nodded in agreement.
Draco sighed. "So, you plan to continue doing that kind of thing?"
"Not really," Tuscarola shook her head, "but I'm not necessarily not going to do it. However, Draco, I'm still the Block League's killer."
Since she once asked Draco to give her a goal, she wouldn't give up so easily.
Yes, Tuscarola thought, I need to take responsibility for my decision.
"Little Lola—you—seem to have grown up," Draco scratched his head. "What's wrong with you? You sound a bit like a pot-bellied father lamenting his daughter's growth."
“I am not your daughter,” Tuscarola said immediately.
"Alright, alright," Draco said, "You're really rigid, yet adorable. Well then, little Lola, would you like to accept the next mission?"
Tuscarola nodded immediately.
Draco pulled out a file he had prepared beforehand and handed it to Tuscarola:
"Our target this time is Duchess Brianna Lorraine of the Lorraine Plains."