txolops Chapter 167 Lily, Meryl
Chapter 167 Lily, Meryl
In the empty hall, the silver-haired girl walked step by step toward Arthur.
The restraint and shyness on her face vanished completely, replaced by a knowing, mischievous grin.
This is like a dangerous signal.
Arthur's keen intuition began to send alarm bells through his mind.
The feeling he got from the "Lily" in front of him was completely different from before.
It's like having a completely different soul inside your body!
But strangely, beneath this intense sense of danger, Arthur felt an irresistible sense of familiarity welling up inside him.
It's like... this is how she was supposed to be.
Arthur stopped what he was doing, his body tensing slightly. "Lily, why are you back?...No, are you really Lily?"
Upon hearing this wary question, the girl stopped in her tracks.
A glint of moisture suddenly welled up in those purple eyes, and then a single, glistening tear slid down her fair cheek.
Her expression instantly turned incredibly mournful, as if she had suffered a tremendous injustice: "Arthur, you bastard! You actually forgot about me!"
Faced with the girl's tears, Arthur was at a loss for what to do.
Before he could even explain, the sorrow on the girl's face vanished like ice melting away.
She raised her hand to wipe away the tears on her face, and that familiar smile returned to her lips:
"However, since even though you've lost all your memories, the first thing that comes to mind is still about me, I'll mercifully forgive you."
"You mean..." The embarrassing image flashed through Arthur's mind again.
"That dream...it wasn't a dream, it really was a memory from my past?"
"That's right," the girl affirmed in a light tone. "That wasn't some made-up dream; it actually happened between us."
Arthur's heart sank to the bottom.
Since it's a real memory, then everything in the dream was done by his own hands.
He clearly remembered what he did in that scene, and he also remembered her pleading eyes.
He couldn't accept that he was a despicable person who would use force to coerce women!
Although he has lost his memory, Arthur is not a fool who will accept whatever others say without question.
He had also doubted the authenticity of that dream.
But the moment the girl confessed it herself, he found that his heart had chosen to believe her without reservation.
This absolute trust was something even he found incredible.
Did I really do something unforgivable to her?
Arthur clenched his fists, looking at the girl in front of him with a complicated expression.
Was she here to take revenge on me?
Seemingly seeing through Arthur's self-loathing, the girl took a light breath, her teasing expression turning somewhat helpless.
She walked straight up to them, and the distance between them instantly shortened until they could even feel each other's warm breath.
"No! There's one thing you absolutely mustn't misunderstand!"
She looked up, her eyes becoming incredibly serious.
"I wasn't forced, and you didn't force me! Arthur, you should trust your instincts; you're not the kind of person who would hurt anyone!"
As his guide who has always watched him walk the path to kingship.
Although Mary really likes the current Arthur, who is a bit clueless and gets upset about a lack of common sense.
But she absolutely does not approve of, nor will she allow, Arthur to doubt his past, noble self!
Arthur looked into those shimmering purple eyes.
He knew the girl in front of him wasn't lying to him.
But the scene in my memory was so impactful. If she wasn't being forced, why would she have looked so pleading?
Seeing Arthur's stubborn and inflexible expression, Mary sighed deeply.
"Honestly, there's no time left... Arthur, you better listen up!"
Before she could finish speaking, Mary suddenly reached out, grabbed Arthur's hand, and pressed it against her heart without saying a word!
Feeling the touch from his palm, Arthur's mind went blank, and he instinctively wanted to pull his hand back.
But to his horror, he discovered that the seemingly frail girl in front of him possessed astonishing strength in her hands, pressing his palm firmly into place.
"You didn't force me; it was my own choice!"
Mary looked directly into Arthur's panicked eyes, a rare blush creeping onto her fair cheeks.
This is certainly not because of any girlish shyness.
Rather, it was the resentment he felt towards himself for losing so badly in that "game" and being forced to beg for mercy.
"That look in your eyes... was just because I was too happy at the time!"
Beneath her palm, the girl's heartbeat was steady and real.
As Arthur felt the pulse, the heaviness and gloom in his heart finally vanished completely at that moment.
She wasn't lying.
I'm really not the kind of bastard who abandons his principles!
Once the knot in one's heart is untied, countless questions immediately flood one's mind.
Arthur desperately wanted to know who she was.
Am I really the Arthur Pendragon from history?
Why did she lose her memory? Why did she end up in this era? And how did she find her way here?
Just as Arthur opened his mouth, ready to ask all the questions he had been holding back, the girl in front of him suddenly changed.
A fleeting look of confusion suddenly flashed in her deep, all-knowing eyes.
Immediately afterwards, that aura of complete control receded like the tide, and his eyes quickly became clear and innocent.
Lily is back.
Lily blinked, her gaze sweeping somewhat blankly over Arthur, who was standing in front of her, looking excited.
Then, she seemed to sense something unusual in her body, and slowly looked down along Arthur's arm...
Lily's gaze froze.
Arthur's large hand was now firmly gripping her heart.
"Thump! Thump! Thump!"
Lily's heartbeat, which had been steady, suddenly accelerated to a frequency that seemed to leap out of her chest the moment she realized the situation.
The girl's face turned bright red instantly, and even her slender neck was tinged with pink.
However, to Arthur's surprise, the frail girl did not scream in terror, nor did she push his hand away forcefully.
She merely trembled slightly, tilted her flushed face up, and gazed at Arthur with her misty purple eyes.
"Mr. Arthur..."
Lily's voice was soft, tinged with a hint of shyness and a strange anticipation, quietly spreading through the quiet hall, "Do you like it?"