Yarra's Adventure Notes-Chapter 1467 - 253 Nellie’s Smile

"Thud," two figures collided heavily, producing a dull impact sound. Just moments before, a sharp green arrow, whistling through the wind, shot out from the interwoven silhouettes, flying far into the distance. Some time passed after the arrow had flown a great distance before the thudding sound was heard, exceptionally clear in this silent Divine Kingdom. Everything happened in the blink of an eye, the movements of both parties were too fast—if there had been any onlookers, they probably couldn’t have discerned what exactly transpired in that instant. Only the two involved knew what they themselves and the other had done.

Time seemed to stand still as both parties remained in their collided pose, neither moving, caught in a deadlock that lasted nearly a minute. Finally, Pannis shook his head and spoke softly, "Uh, seems like I missed the shot, how embarrassing."

"Are you insane or just stupid?" From Nellie’s mouth, a voice normally calm and serene but now distinctly grumpy came out. However, the voice changed immediately, returning to the deep, cold, metallic tone from before, "Are you mocking me, mortal?" ƒгeewebnovёl.com

"Enough, stop pretending," Pannis sighed, pushing on Nellie’s shoulders to separate them from their collided stance, "Your own voice leaked out. What’s the use of continuing the act? I’ve already figured it out."

"How, how did you discover it?" At this point, the cold and fierce facade on Nellie’s face finally faded away, and she, contrary to her usual composure and calmness before strangers, asked with her head tilted like a little girl, "Doesn’t that mean my acting just now was idiotic? I thought I was quite convincing."

"You still dare say, you still dare say," Pannis suddenly jumped up, waving the Bow of Release he hadn’t yet put away and tapping it on Nellie’s head repeatedly, scolding fiercely, "Do you think you’re not an idiot? I told you to act, I told you to act. If my arrow had gone off, do you realize what would have happened? You fool, do you know how much pressure I was under just now? Constantly unsure if my guess was right or wrong, never certain if you were yourself or Danacus, unable to decide whether to release the arrow or not, you fool. If I had chosen differently a moment ago, would you still have the chance to stand here and laugh, you still laugh, you still laugh."

"Hey, hey, that really hurts," Nellie protested, obviously unfazed by the knocking on her head, which could not injure a divine body, but she still held her head and protested, "Don’t tap my head."

"Still pretending, still pretending," Pannis paid no heed to the knight’s protests, tapping her a few more times, then suddenly tossed the Bow of Release aside, flung his arms wide open, and hugged Nellie tightly, with such force that even the armor on her body creaked. Nellie was taken aback for a moment, then her ordinary face broke into a tender smile, her eyes reflecting understanding and affection. Gradually, her arms encircled Pannis, and like a mother soothing a child to sleep, she gently patted Pannis’s back with one hand and tenderly stroked his hair with the other.

"I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry." Nellie couldn’t see Pannis’s face but could feel his body and voice trembling, could hear him repeating the same words over and over again by her ear with a choked voice, "I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, all these years, every day I wanted to say sorry to you, and today, I finally got the chance. My dear, I’m sorry, please forgive me."

With Pannis’s apology, he seemed to suddenly lose all his strength, barely able to stand, and could barely maintain his posture with Nellie’s support. After all, after enduring tremendous psychological pressure, his spirit was suddenly released, coupled with years of emotions being vented at once, it left him unable to keep his emotions stable, and his body also grew weak due to the overwhelming emotions. Nellie understood Pannis’s state very well; she didn’t seem surprised at all, just slowly squatting down with the force Pannis had left, letting them kneel on the ground in an embrace.

"I have never blamed you, my beloved," Nellie shook her head and rubbed her cheek against Pannis, who was pressed tightly against her, and whispered tenderly, "I have always believed in you, from the past to the present, I have never blamed you, not for one second, I know, your heart will not change, you will always be that Kyle, brave, steadfast, my dearest Kyle, so, you don’t need to apologize to me at all."

"I’m sorry, I’m sorry," Pannis continued to repeat the apologies that had been suppressed in his heart for over a century, as if he hadn’t heard Nellie’s words. Perhaps, in his excitement, he had completely lost his reason and could only repeat the sentence that was most deeply etched in his mind.

"I know, I know," Nellie didn’t try to talk her lover out of his state, fully understanding that anything she said would be meaningless at the moment, as Pannis couldn’t possibly understand. Only by letting him vent the emotions he had accumulated over the years could he regain his senses. So, the knight smiled and echoed Pannis’s words, gently patting his back and saying, "Alright, alright, so you’re sorry, I accept it, are you satisfied now? Really, you’re like a child."

Though it sounded like she was complaining, the tenderness and affection in the knight’s voice were undeniable. It wasn’t just Pannis who had been tortured by longing for more than a hundred years; clearly, Nellie, too, had missed Pannis deeply, to the point that after their reunion, she didn’t even want to separate from their tight embrace.

Gradually, the knight finally sensed the quivering from the other side of their entwined bodies slowly subside, and the incomprehensible murmurs from Pannis beside her ear finally stopped. Nellie knew that her lover was calming down; that familiar Kyle was returning.

Sure enough, Pannis reluctantly released his tight hold on Nellie, wiping his cheek in the process, then took Nellie’s hand and sat down with her, shoulder to shoulder. The familiar sitting posture, familiar touch, and familiar hearts in communion—it was as though the long-lost feeling had returned, inducing a sigh of contentment from both of them at once.

Hearing the similar reaction from their loved one beside them, they both turned their heads and their gazes met in the air. It was the first eye contact they had made since revealing their identities, with countless indescribable emotions contained within, being delivered to the bottom of each other’s hearts. In the midst of their gaze, Nellie suddenly reached out to encircle Pannis’s neck, pulling his face towards hers forcefully, and kissed Pannis on the lips fiercely.