Me! Cleaner!.

Chapter 571 Connections
"I……"

Facing the right hand that Leon extended to him, Prince Andre, who looked like a boy of seven or eight years old, couldn't help but reveal a timid expression on his face. He unconsciously took a half step back and then shook his head desperately:
"I won't go! They will never forgive me!"

"Of course, that's nonsense!"

Hearing this, Leon kept his hand outstretched and complained speechlessly:
"Why don't you take a good look at what you have done over the years? Who can forgive you?

Logically speaking, if I were your father, then the regret that made me stay in [Regret City] is not a misunderstanding between you and me, but why I didn't shoot you in the first place... um... why did I give birth to you? They would have to be crazy to forgive you, okay?"

"..."

No... do you want to persuade them to surrender or not?

He had been expecting to get comfort from Leon, and hear something like "parents will never blame their children", but he ended up getting violent complaints that were even more heartbreaking. Prince Andre's already cracked mentality was instantly shattered by a flying kick, and he shook his head frantically with fear in his eyes:

"No! I don't want to go to the realm of the dead! I also don't want to go to the City of Regrets. They won't forgive me, so I..."

"Snapped!"

He swung his outstretched hand suddenly horizontally, slapped the young prince hard, and then, while wiping the paint off his hand, Leon said unhappily to the stunned Prince Andre:

"Stop making such a fuss, okay? No one has the responsibility to forgive you. I suggest you apologize, not to make your parents feel better, but to make yourself feel better!"

"I……"

"You look just like the picture you drew now, a giant baby!"

Looking at the young prince who was covering his face in front of him, Leon curled his lips and said:

“The sign of a person’s adulthood is not height or beard, but the moment he leaves his parents’ protection, begins to take responsibility on his own, and faces and accepts his mistakes.

Although you are older than me, you have been so well protected that you have basically never experienced any storms. Your mental state is completely like that of an underage child. "

"I...I'm not..."

"Snapped!"

"Don't be stubborn."

After slapping him from the other side with his backhand, Leon finally felt relieved. He looked down at the helpless young prince, stretched out his right hand again, and said word by word:
"If you really think you're not, then grab my hand and prove it to me!"

"I...I don't dare to go..."

After being slapped twice in a row, Prince Andre's mental age seemed to have returned to the same eight-year-old age as his "body". He turned his head away and dared not look directly at Leon. With tears in his eyes, he whispered:

"I still want to see them, but... but they will definitely be very, very angry if they see me..."

"Snapped!"

"Why are you still hitting me?"

"Sorry, it was just a fluke."

After rubbing the paint on his clothes, Leon stared at Prince Andre and asked:

"So even if they don't forgive you, how could the situation be any worse than it is now?

Anyway, you are already dead, and even if they get angry, they can't kill you again. At most, they can beat you a few times and scold you. But you can see them again with your own eyes, talk to them, and even be hugged by them again after more than ten years.

In order to meet the fake parents you drew, you risked being crushed to ashes by the Cleanup Bureau and went through so much trouble. Now you only need to be beaten and scolded a few times to meet your real parents. What are you still hesitating about?"

"..."Yeah...Compared to being able to see them again, what else do I have to hesitate about?
After listening to Leon's question, Prince Andre bit his lower lip, tremblingly raised his eight-year-old hand, and tentatively reached towards Leon's palm.

However, even though he had made the decision, that small arm was still as heavy as if it was hanging a mountain. He raised it several times but couldn't raise it to the height of Leon's palm. He could only dangle it repeatedly below.

"Put your hand down a little..."

After trying several times but failing to raise his hand, the eight-year-old Prince Andrei could not help but whine:

"You're too tall. Put your hands down a little. I can't hold you..."

"You can catch it."

After taking a look at the trembling arms of the young prince, Leon, whose eyes were always full of disdain and whose voice was always cold, softened his voice for the first time and reminded him gently:

“Andre, no one can help you on the road ahead. What you need to hold on to is not my hand, but your own belief.

Only if you have a firm belief in seeing your family again, will you be able to cross the [Road of No Return] and walk all the way to the [City of Regret] to apologize to your parents and make up for the mistakes you have made... Finally, Andre, if you can hold my hand, you will no longer be a child. "

Am I not a child anymore?

After hearing what Leon said, the eight-year-old Prince Andre raised his head and looked at the still steady hand above his head. Then, through the gaps between his fingers, he looked at the calm face that was no longer full of contempt. He couldn't help but pout his lips and asked softly with tears in his eyes:
"So... you want to save not only Filia and the others, but also me?"

"I didn't save you."

Lyon shook his head and said:
“I’m just telling you that there is actually another way to go besides this dead end road. It’s up to you to decide whether or not to take it.

Besides, you haven’t been saved by anyone, you just stopped running away and learned to face your mistakes with courage like an adult.”

Escape...Face...

After hearing what Leon said, Prince Andre's shaking hands finally stabilized. He reached upwards silently, took hold of the warm and firm hand, and was then held tightly by it.

"very good."

After grabbing the small hand drawn with oil paint, which belonged to an eight-year-old child, Leon's face showed a look of approval for the first time, and then he kowtowed to "Trustworthy Brother" in his heart.

After Prince Andre "regressed" to the state of an eight-year-old, his bronze-level "Good Brother" badge exerted an unimaginable super-god effect. If it weren't for this thing, something really bad might have happened this time.

There are no junk badges, only treasures that have not found a use for yet!
After reminding himself once again to never ignore the effectiveness of any badge, Leon, who was driving the gold-level [Master of Performance] throughout the whole process, grabbed Andre's hand, which had become much more stable, and asked in a gentle voice:
"I'll ask you one last time, are you ready?"

"Um……"

Seeing that he had already let go of his soul defense, but still did not take the opportunity to subdue him, and instead asked him gently whether he was ready, Prince Andre nodded gratefully and said firmly:

"I'm ready! No matter what greets me, I want to see them again!"

"it is good."

After receiving a positive answer, Leon used the power of the three-headed dog god to contact the [Gate of the Dead] leading to the underworld, then grabbed Prince Andre's soul and pulled it out with force.

"Let's go!"

After pulling Prince Andre's soul out of "Korok in the Sunset", Leon opened the passage to the [Gate of the Dead] and kindly said:
"When you get there, remember not to mention that you know me. If someone notices something wrong and asks you why you have my scent on you, just say that I killed you and that you and I are sworn enemies."

"Okay?"

What the hell? Didn't you say you have connections and many acquaintances there?
(End of this chapter)