No Chance of Remarriage Get Lost (Elisa) novel Chapter 1900

"That's alright. Let it out."

He looked at the couple across from him and then at his tearful daughter in his arms.

Everyone in the village knew that the chief loved his daughter dearly.

In the end, he finally gave in.

"I believe my body can withstand another Warriors' Tournament, and my precious daughter will wait for a hero to come and marry her," the village chief stated as he gently patted Anna's hand.

Anna sniffled and nodded.

She had made up her mind.

Anna realized she had been naive, spoiled and lost.

On the other hand, Elisa shone with her courage, intelligence, and compassion.

In fact, Anna's perception of Elisa changed after she cared for an injured wild rabbit.

Could a person who showed kindness to a helpless creature indeed be wicked?

And if not, what drove Anna to stand against Elisa?

As she watched their perfectly matched silhouettes, a question arose in Anna's mind that evening: Did she truly like Gareth?

It wasn't solely about affection; she wanted to be possessive.

Longing for something she couldn't have, Gareth became her fixation—a matter of conquest, nothing more.

Now that she had let go, her affection waned.

She wished she could be friends with Elisa instead.

With that in mind, Anna smiled at her.

A reciprocal smile from Elisa immediately dissolved the rift between them.

"Then, what do you want?"

The village chief inquired about Gareth's winning aspirations with the courtyard empty except for a few.

Despite their unspoken understanding, Gareth took a deep breath and met the chief's gaze with unwavering determination.

"The Nomadic Odyssey."

The request didn't surprise the village chief much, and he raised an eyebrow.

There was no way that he would leave Elisa behind.

Elisa remained silent as she waited for the village chief's following words.

If her hunch was correct, he had another trick up his sleeve.

True enough, the village chief's smile grew deeper.

"Since you don't want her to stay, you must stay. Otherwise, I won't lend you the Nomadic Odyssey. You have to give me some assurance, right?"

"No."

Elisa finally spoke.

They came together, so how could one of them possibly leave alone? However, this time, Gareth didn't outright refuse. He requested some time to think it over.

The village chief shrugged, signaling them to do as they pleased.

He turned around with his hands behind his back. As he was about to leave, he muttered, "After all, it's not me who's in a hurry."

This statement skillfully encapsulated both parties' sentiments.

The village chief grumbled, "This isn't a cooperative attitude. Agreeing to some things and not others—how can we have a pleasant collaboration?"