That day, I visited an old acquantaince, also the self-declared current ruler of the state of Heracovia, the Most Manipulative Thought all over Mayne.
Barron was not surprised as I walked into his office, settled down in the sofa infront of his office table and fall into silent.
Barron stopped signing his mountaining official documents, served me a cup of hot tea as he took the seat by my side.
"On what matter do I get this honor of receiving your sudden, uninformed presence today my lady..."
"Tell me about it..." said Barron in his usual calmness.
I fall into silent before answered dryly.
"I am here to return your personnel, Wingfield..."
He smirked, "Wingfield is not a sword, nor he is a Thought. I am afraid that it is beyond my power, to keep him compliant under me .."
Such manipulative Thought, the Barron, has brought me more damage than expected. Alongside the existence of Wingfield, they are roaming freely around Mayne, without any laws able to subdue or lock them down.
Silent filled the atmosphere as it was always best to speak less and more careful when you are dealing with the Barron.
Barron took a sip of his tea before added, "Just a friendly advice. Resisting would put you under more cunning attacks..."
"What about trying to go along?" suggested Barron. "Just go along the flow. Wingfield cares about you so much..."
The more I listened, the more ridiculed I felt. That has always been his style of manipulating. If you are not consciously strong, you will drag yourself into the conversation longer. The deeper the conversation get, the confusion you could get.
It was risky, the decision to face this Thought. But I was there that day, not to be overwhelmed or to negotiate terms.I was there to let the whole Mayne knows, I am cutting off Wingfield from my newly formed government.
Barron looked into my eyes, smirking as he stated in certainty, "This conversation had took place before. And as far as I could remember, you ended up ....."
Before Barron could end his sentence, "Bam!" the door of his office room was forcely opened. The loud sound brought our gaze to the door as our heart jumped in shocked.
Barron stood up, surprised at the uninvited guests. His eyeballs shook as he tried to maintain his poise, in front of the person who just appeared.
At least I was still on my seat, smiling at the person who just barged into the room.
"我数到三。 你还不来，我就踢你的腿...."
wǒ shù dào sān. Nǐ hái bù lái, wǒ jiù tī nǐ de tuǐ
"I'll count to three. If you still didn't come here, I will kick your legs..."
Well, that was a little ferocious, considering that it was our first greeting after the long, long years. Even so, I stood up, walking towards Zandt who was facing Barron with his firm expression.
"So you have figured out, what Thought he is....." said Barron, trying to stop me.
As I was about to turn around to him, Zandt stated,
"你转，我就打你的腿. 继续走！..."
nǐ zhuǎn, wǒ jiù dǎ nǐ de tuǐ. Jìxù zǒu!
"You turn, I'll hit your leg.Keep walking!
I smiled, walking out of the room without turning back, followed by Zandt who finally appeared after a long time, at the right time.
你真会打我?
nǐ zhēn huì dǎ wǒ?
Are you really going to hit me?
会的...
huì de...
I will...
你真的没变
nǐ zhēn de méi biàn
You really haven't changed
你为什么来这里？ 真的很危险你知道吗？
Nǐ wèishéme lái zhèlǐ? Zhēn de hěn wéixiǎn nǐ zhīdào ma?
Why are you here? It's really dangerous, you know?
我只是想看看你会不会来...
Wǒ zhǐshì xiǎng kàn kàn nǐ huì bù huì lái...
I just wanted to see if you would come...
我不是来了吗? 既然你见过我，你就该回去了……
Wǒ bùshì láile ma? Jìrán nǐ jiànguò wǒ, nǐ jiù gāi huíqùle……
Didn't I come? Now that you've seen me, you should go back...
我马上就去。 但是...Wǒ mǎshàng jiù qù. Dànshì...I will go right away. But...我知道。 交给我。Wǒ zhīdào. Jiāo gěi wǒ.I know. Leave it to me.好的。 我相信你。Hǎo de. Wǒ xiāngxìn nǐ.OK I trust you.宝儿...
Bǎo er...Precious...
在！
zài!
I'm here!
注意安全..
Zhùyì ānquán..Be safe...
你也是...
Nǐ yěshì...
The same to you...
The one who would always remind me that Mayne is not a safe place for me to wonder around.
The one in Mayne who has been guarding Thoughts and doing his best to secure and revived the peace in Mayne.
He is not a Thought. He is the opposite of Wingfield.
Sincerely,
Precious
