Let Me Shoulder This Blame! Chapter 6

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Chapter 6

For an instance, Wayne almost thought he had seen the Daniel of before.

The thin body suddenly exploded into action. Every movement was clean, accurate, and decisive, without a trace of superfluous action. He pushed him out of danger without allowing room for explanation.

He did not even give him room for a reaction.

The influence of the royal family was a very good excuse, but it could not be used as a reason for Daniel to save himself.

That firm and unwavering reaction that did not have the least bit of hesitation, there was no way it could be justified or explained away with logic.

A person who could react with the speed of lightning, there was no way he couldn't have avoided Wayne's shot.

Once his mind gave birth to this thought it chilled Wayne to the bones.

The wound has been treated, and the medical staff and guards were ordered to leave. Daniel just hung his head slightly, leaning against the lieutenant.

The room was quiet.

Nathan's gaze turned to Wayne, seemingly hesitating, but in the end he could not spit it out.

"Daniel."

Wayne heard the sound of his own voice. The dry and raspy quality of it sounded foreign to himself.

He feared the truth, but he couldn't help stepping towards it one step at a time.

"You could've avoided it, right?"

Daniel opened his eyes, but did not immediately look at him. His line of sight was focused on some corner of the room.

Without the usual coldness and indifference, that pair of eyes immediately looked softer. Perhaps the question targeted his deeply held secret, his face showed a slightly troubled expression. The hair that fell onto his forehead made him look even younger than his real age.

Wayne suddenly felt a little breathless.

He couldn't just stand there and not do anything: to not figure out the concealed truth, to not understand the youth's hards.h.i.+ps and secret troubles, and to not ask after his health.

Then they'll just part ways again. Until one day, he will receive the news of this guy's death, this guy who has no concept of his own life. There will be no rumors, no sighs. The death of a traitor, there won't even be any ripples in the people's hearts.

Pressing down the emotion in his chest, Wayne walked slowly forward. He held the uninjured shoulder of the other party, and softened his tone.

"Daniel, do you have anything to say to me?"

…This was a big lost.

The misunderstanding level of the protagonist fell all the way below forty. Su s.h.i.+ lowered his head. His heart hurt so much he didn't want to talk.

Failure to successfully obtain the protagonist's misunderstanding means that the world could only be rated as B at the highest. level exclusive rewards like [Double the Experience Points] unexpectedly fizzled away just like that.

There were so many people in the country. They all mistook him as the lap dog of the Terence government. Even if the unreasonable system overlord broke their contract, his fifty thousand experience points gained would be more than enough. If he could somehow double that, he could overturn his circ.u.mstances in one stroke.

Not every world could offer such a unique and blessed situation. The impoverished* Su s.h.i.+'s chest rose up and down quickly. His heart hurt so much that even his arm began to tremble.

[*T/N: Impoverish is in reference to MC's dearth of experience points, not lack of physical money.]

The person with his head lowered in front of him had a posture of pa.s.sive resistance. This sparked some long ago memories of Wayne, and warmth quietly seeped into his eyes.

"You are still the same as before. When we were in the academy, you were dragged by us. The teacher asked you, but you refused to sell us out, and you didn't want to lie to the teacher, you only knew how to lower your head like this and not say anything."

Wayne's words suddenly ended. He looked into Daniel's dark and gloomy eyes. His tone was still calm and peaceful. "I went to see the teacher later on. Daniel… I can't not say this, no matter if it was the bullet's trajectory or the head shot, it was the worst shot you've ever made."

Su s.h.i.+'s expression immediately fell.

That was on the second day that he came to this world. He had just returned from the hail of gunfire that almost blew him back to the main world. The teacher pulled him into a small dark room like some mad man and stuffed a loaded gun into his hand.

It would've been game over for him if he didn't open fire. That was his true abilities with a gun. He was beaten to the point of tears. Then, trembling with fear, he had closed his eyes and bit down on his lip as he pulled the trigger.

Taking into account the system's mission, Su s.h.i.+ was of course willing to go undercover and become a spy within enemy lines, but that shot also left a deep psychological shadow.

So on the second day, he went straight to the Terence government, and left that heartbroken place of despair without turning back.

"The answer I gave myself at that time was that you still have a conscience and a line of virtue."

Wayne was unaware of the complexities in Su s.h.i.+'s heart. He only spoke slowly, with his gaze settled upon a shadow in the corner.

"But, now I want to know, is there another real answer, just that it was overlooked by me…"

Author Corner

Su s.h.i.+: Yes. I can't aim. (ノ#-_-)ノ

Translator Rambles

Let me just say, the protagonist is suffering from torture wounds at this point, but he still has the presence of mind to be gentle and think about others. My heart… just take it. (ノ>_<>