The Martial Unity

Chapter 2032

2032 Tales Over Dinner

"Can you think of a better place?" Julian closed his eyes. "She created our home. She deserves to rest here."

No amount of warmth and empathy that the orphanage showered him with could wash away the awkwardness and guilt that he felt at that moment.

Rui couldn't agree more.

The Quarrier Orphanage had already mourned for a year. They had, for better or worse, begun entering the phase where they moved on from this tragedy.

He simply stared at the statue of his mother with a melancholic expression, grieving silently and inwardly.

Rui did not want to selfishly undo all of their progress and pull all of them back into mourning.

"You have changed, but you are still kind."

Rui snorted impassively. "Kind, I am not."

People had a right to heal from the loss of loved ones.

Julian smiled. "Maybe, maybe not. I'm just sharing with you what I see."

That was why he smiled.

Rui continued staring at his mother's statue. "She would have liked to see me one last time. Kindness would be not denying her that."

He smiled like he meant it.

Like he wasn't hurting from the loss of his mother.

"…Not at the cost of pulling you away from your path," Julian lightly remarked. "…She was always sensitive about that, refusing to be a hurdle to her children's path to success. She would have felt horrible if you could not set out to do what you wanted with your life."

Like it didn't burn him from the inside out.

"You've grown taller, Kellen."

congratulations on your third

that. "Good job with

it didn't

loss of his mother, she would not have approved if he paid more attention to the dead than to the

Rui asked, directing a pointed gaze

attack," Julian replied. "Sometimes, I cannot help but wonder if she knew. She…made sure she could give everyone her

"Rui."

tugged

the edge of his mouth. "Julian, it's been

his eyes. "Outliving her purpose and her loved ones

staring at

PAT

at her

a hand on Rui's shoulder, dragging him across the orphanage to the center of the garden

go inside; it's time

rather stay here for

lit up as he came across a beautiful memorial at the center of a circle of flowers featuring a marble statue of Lashara with a

at him

[Beloved mother to many]

the last time

at a statue in her likeness. "…It's almost like she's still

eyes grew hazy as

had been a

Artist has extremely high nutrition requirements," Julian told him. "Mother wouldn't approve if you didn't ensure you got all the food you needed. Mayra has prepared high-density food for Mana and Max; why don't you

mention of Lashara's disapproval stirred

he relented. Besides, he had resolved to make as much of his living family as possible while they were there. He didn't want to feel the regret

joined the family at the giant table, large enough to accommodate them

chimed up, unable to control himself. "Is it just me, or have

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