My old enemy finally fell in love with me after rebirth three times

Just a few minutes.

Troy came back as if nothing happened.

As soon as the people waiting anxiously in the hotel saw him, they hurried over, looked Troy up and down, and asked, "Are you okay?"

The boy shook his head, smiled lightly and said, "No."

"Is the matter resolved?"

"solved."

Troy returned to his seat. The shop owner and some people who were familiar with the place were a little surprised. They seemed to be surprised why the boy was so safe and sound. Except for them, the expressions of the others were not surprised. After all, outsiders didn't seem to understand much. What does it mean for this boy to come back safe and sound.

With the departure of Fingers, the previously blocked streets returned to their original appearance, and the members of the mercenary regiment were all dispersed by the knights of the Ove family.

Many passers-by were unknown, so due to the large number of people, most of the common people who were shopping didn't know what happened in the middle of the crowd just now. The only thing they knew was that Lord Fingers brought back his son.

"Did the young master of the Ove family do something?"

"I don't know, it seems that someone beat me up. Just now, I saw Master Li'an lying on his stomach with his skin and flesh bruised."

"Who was beaten? People in the south should not dare to do it."

"Maybe it's from outsiders, but I heard that the outsiders only gave the young master a blow. The last scars were beaten by Lord Fingers. It looks like he hit him hard."

Discussions came from the street, but people didn't have any sympathy for the young master in their words.

Even inexplicable - there is a little more schadenfreude.

Just as Troy sat down, Shelley, who had gone to bed early upstairs, suddenly put on a coat and hurried down.

The girl frowned, looked at the boy with concern and anxiety in her eyes, walked up to him and asked, "Troy, did that guy come here?"

Troy blinked, "Yes, did I disturb you just now?"

"No, I didn't fall asleep much." Shelley sat next to him, her expression was not very good, "It's just that I was about to fall asleep when I was instantly knocked out of sleep by the sound downstairs."

After she finished speaking, she looked up and down at the boy and asked, "Rian has been here, are you okay?"

"I'm fine. Just now, the Lord of Fingers also came over. He took Master Li'an away, and he gave this guy a good meal before he left."

The hotel owner and a few guys put down their hands and sat down. A group of people surrounded a young man and asked, "The city owner? Why did he come back to Arrow Town?"

"Hasn't the Lord Ove been busy with Ouyati's affairs recently?"

Troy replied: "Maybe he suddenly wanted to find a son." The young man took a few sips of beer, "Coincidentally, Master Li'an was about to attack me, and the city lord came, so I don't have anything to do No, by the way, I witnessed the scene where Master Li'an was drawn by the city lord."

"Then he really deserves it!" Shelley said, feeling a little better, "I saw him look so high and mighty like a rooster flaunting its power with its feathers on its tail, but it didn't disgust people. Listening to him, he looks down on common people, obviously nothing but the status of a noble young master, really annoying and stupid!"

Troy: "...Miss Shelley hates such people?"

"Of course! I just hate these high-ranking nobles!" the girl scolded.

Troy: "..."

Troy: "It's great that Master Ann was whipped there."

He sighed and said, "Actually, I could have stopped the San Francisco Lord Finger from the very beginning. After all, the San Francisco Master was angry because Master Li'an wanted to do something to me. He is a good San Francisco Master, but his son is too capricious."

"That's also the fault of the city lord," Shelley rolled his eyes: "He didn't teach his son well."

Ravenlo nodded in agreement, "Family guidance is very important, and many of the parents' bad habits are sometimes reflected on their children. Although the city lord is busy, they neglect their children's education because of their busyness. That is some of their problems."

"That's right!"

I don't know why the topic suddenly shifted to the issue of children's education.

Troy blinked, stood up, and silently made room for the people around him to discuss.

After Shelley finished speaking, he turned his head and saw the boy sitting alone at another table drinking beer.

She raised her eyebrows, she couldn't sleep anyway, so she went to the bar to order a glass of milk, then sat next to Troy, and asked with a smile, "What are you thinking?"

The boy turned his head, saw the milk in her hand, smiled and clinked glasses with her, and said, "It's nothing, I just feel a little guilty all of a sudden."

"What are you ashamed of?"

"Some people have been hurt by what I did before." Troy looked at Shelley embarrassedly: "Actually, I used to be similar to Master Lian, as you said, like a rooster who can only show off all day long .”

Shelley: "...No way."

"It's true." The boy shrugged his shoulders, raised his head and drank the beer in his hand. As he leaned back, his fair neck was exposed in front of the girl. The graceful curves and delicate collarbone were all so seductive.

Shelley paused, her face flushed slightly, and she suddenly looked away uncomfortably, "But you are... fine now."

"Maybe." Troy said, "Like Master Lian, he was beaten severely."

He chuckled, and his words were calm, but revealed a little helplessness and self-deprecating, "Sometimes people are really cheap, and they have to experience pain before they know how to start reflecting."

Shelley asked, "Have you ever been hurt?"

"There are quite a lot." Troy said calmly: "But I can't remember many of them."

"It seems too long ago."

But it wasn't really that long.

Every time Troy died, he was only 20 years old.

In a person's hundred-year life, it is only three-fifths of the years.

But he has already experienced three lifetimes.

"When Lord Fingus beat Master Lian, I felt like the whip was hitting me. If my father had been there like the Lord, I'm afraid I would have been beaten worse than him." Troy road.

"..." Shelley suddenly grasped an inexplicable point in his words—"Wait, Troy, you just said that you could stop the Santo lord from teaching Rian, but you didn't, and now you say that the whip is like whipping you. body, so, what you mean is—you let Master Li’an be beaten, and while watching him being beaten, you reflect on yourself, after he is beaten, you also finish your reflection???”

——Is this what it means to deliberately let others suffer a beating to make one's conscience feel better?

Troy blinked, the corners of his lips curled slightly, and looked at the girl pretending to be "innocent": "Yes, so is there anything wrong?"

Shelley: "...Troy, your heart is the darkest one."

"Hahaha," the boy said with a smile, "Am I going too far?"

"...No," Shelley said, "that guy should have been whipped."