บท 388: Forced Praise

"Huh? Fine, my lord?" Liberi asked in return.

Dreamer nodded. "Yes. You want to die right. So yeah. Fine."

"Uh- Yes. No. I mean yes. I want to die." Liberi hesitated a little. He stopped crying as well.

Seeing this, Dreamer smiled. "See? You don't really want to die, Liberi."

"I am sorry, my lord. I can't even get the courage to die." Liberi dropped his head downwards.

Dreamer sighed. "There is no courage in dying for no reason, Liberi. You want strength, right?"

"Yes!" Liberi replied instantly.

Dreamer nodded. "Then I shall give it to you. Now stand up."

Liberi stood up.

"Show me your face."

Liberi raised his head.

"Nice. You finally stopped crying. Now let's leave this place."

Liberi nodded. He believed Dreamer's words. If Dreamer said he would make him stronger then he would. So, Liberi forgot his grief.

Before leaving, Dreamer turned around and went towards Melda.