Chapter 526: The worst enemy is the one from your own kind
Talk...there were so many things we had to talk about and clear up because of this incident, but there was one thing that stood up in my list.
Once everyone left the room, there was a few seconds of silence between us. Before he could say anything, I turned myself to the side and clasped his cheeks hard. Hard enough to make whatever he wanted to say slid back to the back of his throat as he looked at me with slightly widened eyes.
Staring keenly into his bloodshot eyes, I spoke with a firm tone that I gained from absorbing the pure mana inside the amulet quickly. "It’s not your fault."
I could see his eyes shaking slightly, and I could instantly imagine what kind of foul thoughts he had used to beat himself up for the past day while I was unconscious. I already heard them when I was pretending to sleep before, so I could guess--and I knew it would be even harsher this time.
"It’s not your fault," I repeated, putting more strength into my voice and my hands that gripped him. "I don’t want you to blame yourself because of this."
I didn’t need to use my brain to know that he thought everything was his fault. He already blamed himself for my mana deficiency, when it was clear that he couldn’t do anything about it. Even Mother could not predict that Shwa would need this much mana to grow, much less us mortals.
In fact, I knew that if it wasn’t for Natha, I would be in a worse condition. Could other people provide me with mana stones equivalent to the amount that a realm needed to go to war? Could other people emptied several auction houses to provide me with meals that could be used to clear some countries’ national debt? Could other people provide a place with better security than the one housing Shwa now?
If it was a place built by someone else, the room would have been blown up by the first attack while I was still running.
And would other people blame themselves like this? Probably not.
No. No matter what he thought, he wasn’t at fault.
But I guessed it was hard for him to accept it because I saw his lips start to move, so I squeezed his face harder. "No!" I put more strength into my voice. "I don’t want you to waste your energy blaming yourself."