Kerky spoke with great aplomb, while Gongsun Ce pouted beside her: "Oh, come on, spare me."
At this moment, Jane Della was no longer angry. She hung her head, her voice low: "Hyde was right...we are indeed the most meaningless people in this city, holding positions but doing inconsequential work. The big shots are too capable, aren't they? What crucial task would need us?"
Gongsun Ce also sat on a bench, silent for a while. He again recalled the looks everyone gave as his elder brother repaired armor, remembered the feeling of embarrassment under the spotlight with nowhere to hide, and recalled the awkward scene of being rejected when he tried to strike up a conversation with the Dawn Knight for the first time...
Come to think of it, he was just a clown for entertainment, and those farces were where he belonged. The failure girls were quite right; what's the point of feeling so good about himself? What task did he really have?
