Be a matchmaker in an otome game

Chapter 63 Old Rhodes

The man walked out of the shadows, and his face was slowly revealed to Safi and Fred. Sure enough, it was Martin.

"Martin," Safi's eyes lit up and she looked him up and down, "Are you okay? Your sudden disappearance really scared us."

Martin looked at Safi with a complicated expression and shook his head: "I'm fine. I left with my family."

Family? Safi frowned. As far as she knew, Martin was an orphan. Where did his family come from?

Martin saw Safi's confusion and pointed to the person tied to one side by Safi: "That's my Uncle Sok."

Safi was silent and abruptly changed the subject: "I thought you couldn't accept Ms. Anna's...some bad words before leaving."

"What words?" Martin was confused, and then suddenly realized, "Ah, I don't care."

"I've heard these words so many times that they no longer hurt me." Martin shrugged, imitating the carefreeness of an adult, but it seemed a bit ridiculous for a child to make such an action.

Safi lowered her eyes, she was used to it, so how many times had she heard such words, and how much had she endured for such a young child.

If it were her, how many such words could she bear?

I'm afraid she can't bear a word. She must not let her reputation be stained in any way. It will drag down her parents. If His Highness doesn't let go, it will also drag down His Highness.

"This is a wrong idea," Fred said. He walked over and put his hand on Martin's shoulder: "I heard from Ms. Anna that she suspected you had eaten dinner. Did you?"

"No." Martin shook his head.

"Then you can't bear the blame in vain," Fred said. "Self-esteem is not given to you by others, but earned by yourself. If you remain silent in the face of others' bullying, how can you expect others to think highly of you?"

Martin looked at Fred blankly and said at a loss: "But I have indeed done a lot of bad things."

Cheating, abduction, and theft have long been commonplace for children like them who have been making a living on the streets since they were young.

"Then tell them loudly that you will never do such a thing again. No one who has corrected his mistakes should be blamed."

Safi suddenly raised her head and looked at Fred blankly.

Suddenly these words were not spoken directly to her, but she still felt comforted.

She once had such a light as His Highness, and this light once warmed her, which was enough for her gloomy life.

"Well said."

A hoarse, unpleasant sound like a broken bellows sounded. Everyone turned their heads and looked over, only to see a limping figure jumping down from the building.

Martin's eyes lit up and he ran towards the figure: "Grandpa Rhodes!"

Although Rhodes was lame on one leg, he still firmly caught the ball that jumped into his arms, which showed that his lower body was extremely stable.

He led Martin and walked to Fred.

Fred guessed that this was the leader of this group of people: "What is your name?"

Rhodes waved his hand: "If you can't afford to call me Sir, just call me Old Rhodes or Old Cripple."

Fred nodded: "Mr. Rhodes, I am Fred, and this is Safi. Nice to meet you."

Rhodes smacked his lips, sat down in front of Fred, and then greeted the two of them: "Sit down, sit down, what are you doing standing here?"

Fred helped Safi sit down first, but when he touched Safi's hand, he couldn't help but frown: "Why are your hands so cold?"

Safi woke up from a dream, retracted her hand, and reluctantly twitched her lips: "I'm fine."

Although he felt that something was wrong with Safi, in this environment and scene, Fred did not have any extra thoughts to take care of her. He shook her hand vigorously, and Fred's attention turned back to Rhodes again.

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"Did you take Martin away?" Fred looked directly at Rhodes, "Why didn't you tell our people? Safi and I were very worried about him."

Regarding this question, Old Rhodes laughed: "Your Highness is joking. For us, nobles are more terrifying existences than guilds. We originally wanted to use the code to see if we could fish out the guild people, but we didn't expect it.

You two bite the hook."

That set of codes was a contact method created by the people living on the abandoned avenue. Because they were illiterate, they could only use various codes instead. Safi had seen these patterns before. Although not everyone recognized them, as long as they understood these patterns

After the logic, it is not difficult to guess the meaning.

Fred frowned. Old Rhodes compared him with the people in the guild, which made him extremely uncomfortable. No one with good intentions would be happy to be treated like a donkey.

"I have no intention of harming you," Fred suppressed his emotions and said, "If you can really save Martin, why would he come to me for help?"

"This is indeed our mistake. During that escape, Martin was separated from us." As he spoke, Old Rhodes stroked the top of Martin's head, and Martin approached Old Rhodes with attachment. "We are very grateful to His Highness for not letting him go."

He suffered."

Old Rhodes is willing to protect Martin, and it seems that Martin also has a lot of affection for him, which means that the two have known each other for a long time. In other words, Old Rhodes is willing to confront the guild in order to protect Martin.

"Then you should know that we have no ill intentions." Fred glanced at Martin, "We both have a common enemy now, don't we? If the guild is not eliminated, Martin will always be hunted down, so he doesn't plan to fight with us

Reach cooperation?"

"No plan," but Old Rhodes refused flatly, "Your Highness, cooperation is not easy to achieve. The guild is dirty in your eyes, but for us, we are familiar with the game rules they set, and

We can also use these game rules to defeat them, and what can we gain by working with you?"

In the final analysis, what Fred wants are obedient chess pieces, be it Martin or Rhodes. His first consideration is what kind of benefits or effects these people can bring to him. As for the idea of ​​​​chess pieces, he has no idea.

No need to pay attention.

Maybe it sounds cold and ruthless, but this is indeed what Fred has been taught since he was a child. As a king, the advice of his subordinates can always only be suggestions. He must maintain an independent thinking and must not be led by other people's noses.

Walk.

Therefore, Fred always presupposes the position of others, thinks about what kind of speech they would make from their position, and then how to refute it himself, so as to make the other party succumb to his reasoning.

It's just that his method is enough to deal with the prime minister and Safi. Because they are reasonable people, Safi can always be persuaded by his "reasons", but this method is not suitable at this moment.

But it doesn't work anymore.

The reason is very simple. Fred's principles are too different from Rhodes's principles. Fred cannot understand Rhodes's ideas, and naturally has no way to preset a position to persuade.

Fred thinks he means well, but others may not need it.

(End of chapter)