Mage Joan

Rebecca does need a "sedation bracelet" to control the restless blood and violent instincts.

But the "sedative bracelet" is like a double-edged sword. While restraining the awakening of the strange blood, it also ruthlessly deprived Rebecca's freedom to express joy and sorrow and joy, and deprived him of the power to freely express his emotions.

Even a fool, a lunatic, laughs loudly when he is happy, and howls when he is sad.

Rebecca is not crazy or stupid, she has sound intelligence and emotions, but she is thus deprived of the freedom to cry, laugh, sorrow and joy, and even regards the person who deprived her of the above freedom as her best friend, How sad it is to try to follow him to an unfamiliar city thousands of miles away, to try to put my own dreams and hopes for the future on each other.

Thinking this way, Joan's mood suddenly calmed down, and the guilt that he had just caused by refusing Rebecca also disappeared.

This was not because he was too cruel, but because he finally realized that a person like himself was simply not worthy of the true feelings of Rebecca. Leaving her, instead, was saving her and preventing her life from slipping into a destiny. The track to the tragic ending.

"Joan, I was so impulsive just now, don't you be angry with me?" Rebecca regained her calmness, and looked so gentle and wise.

But Joan felt that she had become very strange, and became like a delicate doll, rather than a living, fleshy girl.

But who can blame all this?

Was it not all caused by him!

Joan couldn't answer her soft whisper, lest she couldn't help crying when she spoke.

Rebecca noticed that he was biting his lips hard, bleeding between his lips, clearly distressed but had to restrain his emotions so as not to awaken the strange blood, calmly said:

"Joan, the Olympic Law Institute of Meadgard University only started enrolling in early March. It’s still early. You don’t have to leave immediately. It’s better to take a slow start. After the new year, let’s try to persuade Mr. Vaasa, then Then ask the prospective brother-in-law to persuade Martha to allow us to travel together. Do you think my approach is better?"

Rebecca did come up with the most reasonable and feasible strategy.

But she didn't understand. The more Joan saw her well-behaved and well-organized, the more painful she felt.

If Rebecca loses her temper and scolds him, or even beats him, he will feel better in his heart, but he doesn’t want to see her like this, as if he was hypnotized by magic hypnosis.

"I'm sorry, Rebecca, I can't wait any longer, I have to go." Joan forced himself to harden his heart and turned to the door.

"But, what exactly is the reason for leaving?" Rebecca chased behind him, asking with a depressed cry.

"Because..." Joan opened the bedroom door and looked back at her for the last time. "I don't want to harm you."

"It hurts me? What are you talking about?"

Rebecca groaned and realized that his attitude might hurt Joan's self-esteem. He quickly put away his smile and replaced it with a warm and docile expression, like a mask.

"Joan, I know that the loss of relatives and teachers has caused serious trauma to you, but people are always going to die, your grandfather, Master Rolls, every life and death is destined, you have no reason I think that my own existence will hurt the relatives and friends around me, let alone feel guilty or even inferior..."

Joan bowed his head and said nothing, his irritability stirred in his chest.

Rebecca didn't seem to be aware of the change in his mood, and took his hand to continue to comfort him softly.

"Being a person should be more optimistic. You can't live in memories forever. You know that there are still many people in this world who care about you and love you."

"I have also experienced a lot of blows, so that I suspect that my life is a tragedy, but you see, now I have become positive and optimistic?"

"This is also thanks to you, the ‘sedative bracelet’ made for me..."

"Enough is enough, Rebecca! I don’t want to listen to your preaching any more, and I don’t need your sympathy!"

Joanne finally couldn't help interrupting Rebecca's words. She pretended to be a consolation. In fact, she misunderstood him from beginning to end.

From the death of my grandfather to the assassination of Rawls’s tutor, to the forced crime of Martin Smith and the absconding of fear of crime, the negative emotions that have accumulated in Joan’s heart for a long time have sprung up like a volcanic eruption, and every heartbreaking confession is like Burning magma.

"Rebecca, you think you and I have similar peculiar pedigrees and similar unfortunate childhoods, so you think you can understand what I think and think?"

"However you are wrong! You and I are two completely different people. You mentioned misfortune just now, and you don't understand what is misfortune at all!"

"Rebecca, now I will tell you what a real misfortune!"

"If the people around you discriminate against you, hate you, exclude you, this is not unfortunate."

"Because you know you have done nothing wrong, you are an innocent victim, you can think of the person who bullied you as a villain harlequin, as the world is malicious to you!"

"The real tragedy is that the people around you are very concerned about you, take good care of you, and do everything you can to help you, but your heart is cold and dead, like a desolate cemetery, it can never inspire the same fiery love. Repay those who are good to you!"

"You will even hate them and hate those who love you. The more they care about and love you, the more they will show off your cold blood and ruthlessness. The more you want to stay away from them, the farther you are, the better. Escape the flame of enthusiasm!"

"You don't know why this is happening, and you can't anger anyone. Are the people who care about you wrong?"

"Although they care about you, they will always bring you more mental pressure than hostility, but they are all good people, they can't be blamed. The only thing wrong is you, you can only think that you are sick- You are a monster lacking normal human emotions!"

"I tell you, Rebecca, this is a real tragedy, this is the greatest misfortune in life!"

"This misfortune stems from your soul and not from the outside world. In this tragedy, there is only one real villain from beginning to end, which is yourself!"

...

Joan walked out of Rebecca's bedroom, silently closed the door, and went down the stairs.

Vaasa and Martha stood hand in hand in the middle of the hall, looking at Joan with both eyes uneasy, eager to find out if he had quarreled with Rebecca, but he couldn't speak well.

"Mr. Vassar, Miss Martha, I'm sorry I can't stay with you for dinner, I'll leave now."

"Joan, did Rebecca make you angry?"

Miss Martha followed with apology.

"No, I made her angry."

Joan thought for a while and turned to look at Martha and Vaasa, resisting the urge to cry, and said to them as sincerely as possible:

"Miss Martha, Mr. Vaasa, thank you for treating me as your own family and giving me meticulous care for this year. Before saying goodbye, I hope you can seriously consider Rebecca’s wish and let her pursue her own thoughts. The life you want..."

"Goodbye, please forgive me for not being able to stay and attend your wedding, and wish you a happy and happy life after marriage, forever."

(End of Volume Two)

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