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Who, who is it?

I touched my back as a habit, only to find that I had been knocked back to my original form. I was no longer in the cosplay bear form. Where did the fishbone sword come from?∮

He dug into the inventory and found that the Goji Sword had turned into a crutch as soon as he took it out. He staggered, but he could only use it to hold himself up from falling.

Who is the person who came? Is he an enemy? Is he a friend? No, the person who appears here cannot be a friend. No matter how you think about it, it is most likely that he is an enemy.

But what about this unfaltering sense of warmth and security? What about this silent strong will? It goes straight to the soul, allowing the body and nerves that have been tense due to the battle to uncontrollably begin to relax.

Come on, who has such great charisma that just the sound of footsteps can make you feel at ease? Could it be Belial who is good at charming people?

Are you kidding me? If Belial comes, will I still need to use this method? Even if I am still in full strength... No, if I am twice as powerful, it can kill me or capture me directly.

With so many actions?

Various thoughts flashed through my mind, and I considered various possibilities. It concerned myself, especially the safety of the two girls around me. I could not be willful. I had to be cautious.

However, no matter what answer I think of, or how many there are, the incomparable sense of peace of mind and the strong will are always soothing my body and mind. My vision is getting blurry, and I have already seen it.

I can no longer understand the scenery in front of me, and my eyelids are also fighting. I can guarantee that if I close my eyes for more than one second now, I will definitely obey the command of my strong will and fall into sleep, even if my body is still working.

With the support of Ji Sword, he maintained his standing position.

No, I can't sleep. How could I just leave the safety of Artoria and Kalugue alone? I bit my tongue hard. But it was of no use. That peace of mind and that will were still lingering around me all the time.

He was obsessed with his mind, making himself shaky and unable to raise his eyelids at all.

Finally, the footsteps were very close, and in the blur, I saw a gleam of metal, probably a figure. Wearing armor, this was the clearest view I could see when I raised my eyelids with all my strength.

Already.

The figure...the armor? Could it be that...our comrades are really here? We met a team that was experiencing a huge adventure in the glacier?

I felt relieved, and my eyelids couldn't resist pulling down a bit.

But...it seems like there is only one shadow...could it be that...it is a person...not an adventure team? Who is it? Who is it?

"You are so stubborn. You dare not even listen to my orders."

It made a sound. That figure made a sound. It should be its voice. It was definitely a human voice. The way humans speak is correct.

But what's going on? My eyes don't work well. I can't see clearly what the other person looks like, whether he's a boy or a girl, even though I'm standing in front of him. Unexpectedly, my ears are also working, and I hear intermittent sounds, as if they're talking.

When I made a call in a place with extremely poor signal, all I heard was hissing, and I couldn't tell whether it was a man's voice or a woman's.

Could it be that...my injuries are so serious?

No, wait, now is not the time to worry about these things, I have to think about it carefully, let me think about it for the last time, for the safety of Artoria and Kaluge.

What did it just say? Although it was hoarse intermittently, the voice contained a domineering will that was ten times a hundred times stronger than the footsteps, but it made me clearly feel it in my brain, which was still trying its best to be active.

What do you mean... you don't even listen to its orders? It's so natural and justified.

Who? Why should I listen to you? Who are you to me?

"You are still as stubborn as ever."

Stubborn? You say I'm stubborn? It seems that I used to be a very stubborn person, always rejecting its will. You are not an acquaintance of mine at all. You don't know me at all. What are you talking about? I'm a

A man who can be easily seduced into the abyss and corrupted by his figure!

Although this is nothing to be proud of.

"I can't do anything to you. I will take good care of Artoria and Kaluge, so you can lie down at ease, right?"

Hey, do you know Arturia and Caroline? It seems like they are acquaintances.

I don't know why, when I heard the other person say these words, even though there was no guarantee, and I didn't even know the other person's identity, my body and mind chose to trust him completely. I relaxed with a sigh of relief, and my body immediately supported him.

Unable to hold back, Ga Ji's sword tilted, and his body fell down with a thud. It hit the cold, hard ground, and his face was almost swollen.

You pick me up one after another, comrade acquaintance! I trust you so much!

The inexplicable resentment in my heart actually made me sober up. I lay on the ground helplessly and looked sideways at Na Dao's figure.

With the crisp sound of metal, it came closer, and in the hazy light and shadow flashing in its eyes, it seemed to squat down right in front of it. Then, its upper body seemed to be lifted a little, and then released.

Damn it, you must have noticed my resentment and planned to give me another free fall, right?

The expected side-face landing did not occur. My body was turned over and turned into lying on my back. Then, the back of my head was placed on a warm and soft place. Then, a large cloak was lifted up and draped around myself.

, isn’t this quite gentle and delicate?

Wait, let’s not talk about anything else. Based on my many years of experience, this touch...could it be a knee pillow?

"..." Then, I fell into another huge uneasiness.

Is this person a man or a woman? This is very important. I don’t want to be pillowed on a man’s knees!

My eyes were clearly blurry, but because of the dignity of a man, I still managed to keep raising my eyelids, wanting to confirm. Probably because I was lying down, my eyelids no longer had the pull of gravity. They actually became lighter, which made me feel uncomfortable.

I gradually, gradually grew bigger.

Looking from the position of the knee pillow, the first thing that catches the eye is still the dazzling metallic luster. Is it the upper body armor? It seems to have bulges and obstacles. Oh, oh, it is a woman? It is a woman, right?

No, that might be the strong chest muscles!!! I can’t relax yet!

I raised my eyelids a little more, but the protruding breasts (chest muscles?) blocked my view, preventing me from seeing what its face looked like.

Don't give up. If you can't see the face, just look at the hands. You should be able to tell the difference by looking at the hands.

So I gently rubbed the side of my face and the back of my head against the other person's thigh... No, now is not the time to relax, the gender has not yet been determined, I can't use such a disrespectful description!

Unfortunately, the other person's hand seems to be close to his leg, and I can't see it, but... what is that?

Snake-like...no...whip-like...golden...thick...no...could it be...braids?

A long golden braid, as thick as a child's arm, hanging down to the ground and spinning in a circle on the ground?

This should prove that the other party is a woman, right?

No, no, no, it seems to be popular among barbarians to grow their braids long. I can't be careless in the slightest.

I had no choice but to look at his face. I turned my face to the right side and rubbed the other person's thigh again. After going back and forth, the other person seemed to notice the clues. The figure who was sitting upright finally bent down slightly and lowered his head.

Look over at me.

Oh oh oh, this way I can see clearly. I used all my strength to pull open my half-open eyelids, and saw, saw, the outline of the small face, somewhat rounded, as if...

It seems that it really is...is...

"Naughty guy, do you really want to know who I am?" The other party finally said, "Yes, yes, yes, I can't sleep well if I don't know who you are."

I raised my eyelids little by little, and the other person's face gradually became clearer. Soon, given a few more seconds, I could not only identify the other person's gender, but even vaguely see the other person's appearance. As long as I continued

Give it to me... Huh?

Two shadows fell from the sky, getting closer and closer, and finally occupied all my field of vision.

Two fingers?

Two dragons seize the pearl?

This was the thought that flashed through my mind in the last hundredth of a second.

Its voice full of domineering will could also be heard in my ears.

"I reject."

If you refuse, just refuse. Why do you have to poke me in the eye? How cruel is this character?!

…

Looking at a certain druid who had completely fainted, King Arthur gently lifted up the long golden braid behind him, snorted softly from his delicate nose, and his pair of blue eyes, which went from light to deep, were full of tyrant-like teasing and tenderness.

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"It's just a mount that is so embarrassed when facing three of the world's top experts. It's still 10,000 years too early for you to see what I look like." He raised his finger and scratched a certain druid's nose.

, King Arthur murmured softly to himself.

If the first generation of the Twelve Knights saw this scene, they would probably be shocked. When had their king ever spoken to a man with such a gentle tone and intimate gestures?

Their love idiot Queen!

"However, I tried my best this time. With such a record, I will be a little more generous and give you a barely qualified pass."

Looking at Arturia and Carole on the ground, King Arthur spoke again. Even if she was talking to herself, every word she said was full of the king's will, like an imperial edict, if it is so, it is so, and if it is not so, it must be

Is that so? Why? Because I am a king, the number one king in the continent.

However, the strongest king seemed to have completely left her successor and the successor of her knight aside. Instead of taking care of the comatose important successor and the future queen of the elves, he carefully put his mount away.

Taking care of me on my own thigh (although I gave a double dragon to seize the pearl), what the hell is this?

Wang seemed to have found a good explanation for himself.

"The successor of this king should undergo severe training. Only in this way can he become a qualified king. This level is far from enough now. How can we give extra tenderness? The same is true for the successor of the Twelve Knights. As for the

As long as the mount can be ridden and the strength does not disgrace me, then it will be enough, eh."
To be continued...