My Level Zero System

Chapter 70 Reconcile

Whesling City Theatre.

For people living in this era, there were not many high-end entertainment facilities. But there are some things that are very sought after, and that is musicals.

Even for Whesling, a rather large theater was built near the city center. It would perform musicals with a fairy tale or epic mythological theme, to serve the spirit of the wealthy customers.

Mera also often went to see musicals, not because she loved the art form so much, but simply because musicals were the most decent alternative to the mundane entertainment that Mera was sick of.

But today's musical left her dissatisfied.

The story is roughly about a girl who is the daughter of a rich man who lost his wife.

Later, the man remarried another woman, who also had a daughter. On the surface, both the stepmother and her daughter treated the girl well. But every time the rich man left for work, the girl was tormented by her stepmother and daughter, forcing her to do harder work than a servant, tormenting her both mentally and physically.

Mera felt extremely uncomfortable, even when the musical's ending moved towards a happy ending where the girl married the son of the most powerful noble in the land, escaping her previous poverty.

Although the play repeatedly emphasized that her father loved her very much, he just didn't realize she was being abused. But Mera felt that this was really a joke, the traces of hard work were not so easily hidden.

Unless the rich man's eyes grew on top of his head or he became blind.

That girl is so pitiful that it is blameworthy.

In general, although the father was just a superficially built character, acting as a part of the background to build the story. But Mera still kept thinking about this.

"Why can she just believe it?"

"Didn't she ever have the slightest suspicion?"

"Has she never had any confusion?"

"How stupid…"

Mera muttered, silently watching the actors retreat backstage. And the customers were leaving one by one.

Mera remained sitting there, she didn't want to do anything anymore.

Suddenly, someone sat down in the seat next to her.

This annoyed Mera, because she had bought all four seats on either side so that no one could bother her.

Besides, the musical was over, what kind of freak would come to her place?

Mera became alert, she was about to move her seat to another place when she suddenly became absent-minded.

Because the other person took off his hood.

Looking at that familiar silver hair, if Mera still couldn't recognize who this was, then her observation skills should really be on the same level as the father character in the musical.

"How was the musical?

"Terrible."

Mera didn't hesitate to criticize, but her eyes were proof against her.

It seems she has absorbed the feeling quite deeply.

"So how did you find your way here, Kain? I didn't tell anyone."

"Guess."

Kain shrugged, then took out a wreath. Making Mera feel doubtful.

"This is…"

"Wreath."

"Of course I know this is a wreath! But why did you bring it here?"

This wreath reminded Kain of bad memories, after all, this thing was the only witness to her and her father's rift.

But when she looked closely, she saw that the wreath had been completely remade, though the repair was still quite clumsy.

Besides, the flower used to repair the wreath was also a familiar flower to Mera, because she often saw it in her mansion.

Mera took the wreath, momentarily speechless.

She had already guessed the next words.

"Is that my father?"

"Yeah."

"Really... his artistic sense is as bad as ever, he can't even weave a good wreath."

"But he still tried his best, because he wanted to bring his daughter back."

Hearing Kain say that, Mera could only feel a choking sensation rising in her throat, as if something had just gushed out from her heart and she couldn't control it. Mera rubbed her eyes and whispered to Kain.

"Hey…"

"Would it be weird if I... cried?"

Kain glanced at her, his eyes were extremely gentle, he spoke softly.

"That's okay."

"It is the feeling when we face pain, it is also a healing for the soul."

"The scariest thing is not that we cry when facing pain, but that we can't even cry at that time."

And then, Mera burst into tears in Kain's arms.

She always built herself up as a mischievous, energetic and somewhat childish girl, but that was only to hide her delicate emotional nature.

Because of that, she always acted strong and never shed tears. But everything has its limits.

And this is the end.

The two returned to the mansion, and what happened next was nothing beyond Kain's expectations.

It can be said that once a person's psychology is opened, many things become easy.

Kain also became an honored guest of the mansion and was allowed to stay there until they had to leave.

In the evening, while Kain was standing on the balcony enjoying the breeze, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

He spoke, and the door opened.

The person who came was Myra.

"What's up?"

"Nothing, I just wanted to thank you for helping fix this home."

"You guys are just complicating things. Even without me, one day, one of them will understand, and the knot will be untied. I'm just speeding up the process."

Kain shrugged, not thinking he had done anything too big.

Myra smiled, her expression somewhat helpless. If someone else said that, she might think he was bragging. But if Kain said that, then it could only be said that he truly thought so.

This is where proven competence comes in handy.

"Okay, go ahead, if you just want to thank me, you don't need to come at this hour."

"Okay, according to your wishes. We have decided to offer you 20000 Cents per year. Are you satisfied with this price?"

This price was already very high for the current Kain, it could be said that Wilfred almost considered him an official member to nurture.

However, Kain shook his head.