Chapter 355: Coward and Burden

"grown ups……"

Being gently hugged by me from behind, her body trembled first, and then softened. Those delicate little hands, which bear the burden of the entire family, gently covered my hand on her chest, and let out an infinitely gentle cry.

Whispering, full of excitement, joy, peace of mind, dependence...

"You little fool, aren't you afraid of admitting the wrong person?"

Using his lips, he gently pulled away a bunch of sweat-soaked hair attached to her ears, and then whispered to the white earlobe.

"Well, I'm not afraid, because it smells like an adult."

Saying this, the girl leaned all her weight into my arms.

"Sir, you are sweaty and dirty..."

Her body suddenly trembled slightly. While avoiding my kisses on her earlobes, hair, and neck, Veras's pink face burned like a red cloud.

"No, I like the flavor of Veras the best."

I responded in this way, and then unceremoniously wiped every drop of sweat on the face of the girl in my arms, then turned her delicate body around, lowered her head and kissed her for a while, parting her lips, kissing again, parting again, and then

Together, at this moment, there are only me and her embracing each other in the whole world.

"Eh? Where is little Jasmine?"

I don’t know how much time passed, but we separated, stared at each other, and smiled softly. It seemed that we suddenly thought that we had done such shameful things in broad daylight, and Vilas’ face was already flushed.

It looked even more delicate and graceful, like a lotus flower emerging from the water. At this moment, I remembered that Princess Sanwu should still be following me. I couldn't help but turn around and look around, but I didn't know when she had left.

"Woo~~"

After hearing what I said, Vilas realized that there were others who had been watching. Her pretty face, which could no longer be red, seemed to suddenly burst into smoke, and then her whole body fell limply on me. It was not true.

Dizzy or fake, he buried his face in my arms and refused to lift it up again.

"Don't worry, little Jasmine has left long ago."

Seeing such a shy little Vilas, I felt pity and love in my heart. I couldn't help stroking her hair and teasing the lovely bunch of hair on her chest decorated with metal ring ornaments.

It was constantly itching on her ears.

Probably because she couldn't bear to be teased, after a while, Willas twisted her delicate body a few times, moved her little head slowly from my arms, and secretly glanced around behind me with her shy and timid eyes from her shoulders, and found that it was really

After there was no one around, she breathed a sigh of relief, grabbed me and kept teasing her little hair that symbolized the feelings of a girl. She glanced at me with infinite amorous feelings from the corner of her eyes, and then slowly left my arms.

"It's really... Sir..., it's so... so that, every time..."

As she spoke hesitantly, she covered her face with her little finger, half shy and half helpless, and sighed softly.

"What are you afraid of? We are an old married couple..."

I grabbed her soft little hand like a rogue and slowly dragged her towards home.

"Even if you are... you can't be in a place like this... it's so embarrassing... ugh~~"

He obediently allowed me to pull him, lowering his head. He landed half a step behind me, his shoulders touching slightly from time to time, looking at the small home from far to near. At this moment, my heart felt warm.

"That means it can be anything at home?"

The girl's shy look really made me unable to tease her a little bit.

"That... of course it's not... it doesn't matter what it is. Adults always... always like to tease people..." The soft voice sounded again, even though it seemed a little hasty due to shyness, it still sounded the same.

As gentle as water.

"Didn't you like it just now..."

"Woo~~~"

I felt a dangerous look coming through, and I screamed in my heart. Just as Vilas knew me well, and I knew her character well, I immediately sounded the yellow alert - this is the characteristic of Vilas before she gets angry, and I can't play tricks anymore, otherwise

I will probably sleep alone tonight.

After returning home, we discovered that the missing Princess Sanwu was actually drinking tea inside, with bright yellow eyes that showed no emotion. The blush on her face was still not completely gone, and Veras breathed a sigh of relief.

"Sir, it's almost time for Sister Sarah to come back. Sirus and Aikelu should also notify them. Let them come back and stay."

After changing into an apron, Veras walked out of the room with a smile and said.

Sarah is the one who goes home, while Xilusi and Aikolu go home for a short stay because of the hidden nature of the priest training camp, which makes it inconvenient to get in and out.

"That's it. Then I'll go tell Akara and let Sirus and the others come back to stay in the next few days and take a look at Sarah." I nodded, said hello and went out.

Akara is easy to find. She is either walking in the center of the camp or drinking tea in her own shop. Although she looks very leisurely, I know that as a great elder, her brain is not functioning all the time.

For the Adventure Alliance, for Rogge Camp, for the First World, and for the people of the entire Dark Continent.

I found her quickly, but there was no other way. I was not familiar with the layers of barriers in the priest training camp and couldn't break them, so I had no choice but to ask her, a busy person. By the way, there was also what happened in Kurast.

Let's talk to her later. Although we are not very fond of the elves, maybe the mature Akela can smell something from it, and then make some money like the Horadric clan?

After saying goodbye to Akara, I started walking around the training camp in the North District, slowly walking towards the mage training camp. Ah, I really miss it. I haven’t been here for a while. I remember that I was often visited by the old man some time ago.

Drunkards seize strong men and throw them into training camps to talk to students about their experiences and experiences. I have been to training camps for various professions several times, and the students' reactions are satisfactory. So do I still have the qualifications to be a teacher?

Smiling softly, I suddenly stopped on the road and greeted me cordially. The student, whose name I couldn't even name, nodded in greeting. I quickened my pace and arrived at the mage training camp in a short while.

Eh-huh. There seemed to be some excitement there. Originally, I wasn’t someone who liked to join in the fun, but after looking left and right, I couldn’t find Sarah, so I had no choice but to walk toward the crowd.

Several layers of students were gathered around to join in the fun, and they seemed to be talking about something. Most of the voices were filled with disdain, uh, they seemed to hear "Miss Sarah" or something like that. Could it be related to my little Sarah? I thought

Here, my heart tightened, and I quickly stepped forward to get closer. Then I saw a scene that made me so angry that I was speechless.

In the center of the crowd, the lively protagonist, a tall and thin man about twenty years old, with a somewhat delicate and pale face. In my opinion, he has the qualifications of a pretty boy. Of course, there is also my little Sarah. I don’t need to say more now.

Explanation, I believe anyone who has read a lot of bloody novels should understand what is going on.

"Sarah. Why are you rejecting me? Don't you still understand what I mean to you?" The pretty boy said a classic sentence.

"That's not necessary."

Something I had never heard from Sarah before, a harsh voice like that cut by an ice knife, slowly sounded from her lips. Her long pink hair fluttered slightly in the wind, but her crimson pupils were like burning flames.

She showed infinite coldness. I have seen Sarah like this once.

The pure angel who froze himself in order to protect my heart.

Scanned by Sarah's cold and sharp eyes, the pretty boy took a step back spinelessly, and then he seemed to realize that as a grown man, he was suppressed by the opponent's courage, and he couldn't help but become a little angry.

"Why, I obviously like you so much. I love you more than anyone else. What's so good about that Wu Fan? Isn't he just a career changer? What's so great? I can also become a career changer and become a great person.

Wizard, money? Equipment? Whatever he can give you, I, Weeks, can give it to you..."

Under the pressure of Sarah's momentum, coupled with the disdainful looks and voices coming from the onlookers, the guy named Weeks was obviously stimulated. His pale face was slightly twisted and ferocious.

At the moment when Weeks finished speaking, all the sounds suddenly stopped. It was as if time had stopped. Emotions mixed with coldness and anger spread among the students. Each one of them glared at Weeks. If not

If he was worried about anything, he might have already rushed up and beat him up.

Hey, my client is not popular yet, why are everyone's mood so high? I helplessly covered my forehead, thinking about how to deal with this... Well, Wicks, right? Forget it, just call me a pretty boy.

Well, how should we deal with him? After all, we are also elders. It doesn’t seem right to shout and kill in front of the students.

"Qiang——"

Just as I was stunned, the crisp sound of a sword sounded amidst everyone's exclamations. A sharp long sword was held in Sarah's hand, and the blade was pressed against the pretty boy's neck.

"Apologize."

A trace of murderous intent radiated from Sarah, through the sword body, making Weeks almost sit on the ground in fear, but he did not dare to move, and those crimson pupils that looked like fire looked at him.

It was so cold, as if he were looking at a dead person, and he was afraid that if he moved even a little, his life would be gone.

In the mage training camp, Sarah's talent was not high. Her qualifications could only make her an excellent mage mercenary. But when it came to swordsmanship, she was the undisputed number one. Once, a student from the knight training camp came over.

Challenge, as we all know, mages generally cannot defeat warriors at low levels, not to mention that everyone is still at the student level. Mage students have not mastered a few magics at all, and their casting speed is slow. How can they be the opponents of knight students.

However, these knights were all defeated by Sarah and their swordsmanship that they were proud of. From then on, they never had the courage to step into the mage training camp. Since then, Sarah has been in the training camp.

Then she got another title - Moon Angel. The moon in the Dark Continent is blood red, just like her red eyes and hair. The moon in the Dark Continent is so cold and arrogant, just like the temperament she shows now,

And the cold sword in his hand.

Weeks, who has been pestering Sarah, of course knows how terrifying the other party's swordsmanship is. Although he has the qualifications to change jobs, he is far from her opponent now. Therefore, he is too frightened to move. Faced with it, he is far from her opponent.

Looking at the gloating eyes of other students, some of Sarah's fans even shouted "Wipe out the sword" in fear of causing chaos in the world. His face became more and more frightened and distorted, and his pale lips trembled, opening and closing like a toad.

Follow the path.

"Yes...I'm sorry, I...I was wrong."

"It seems quite interesting. Can you let me join in the fun?"

Seeing the pretty boy's exhausted look, I gently pushed aside the student, walked to the center of the crowd, and glanced at the pretty boy with a sneer. Then I put my gentle eyes on my little angel.

"Big brother!!"

The movement froze, and the next moment, in the incredible eyes of all the students, a bright smile suddenly bloomed on the face of the Ice Goddess in their hearts. In an instant, the ice and snow melted, and spring flowers bloomed.

"Little angel, I'm back."

Will pounced on Sarah like a puppy, caught him, held him tightly in her arms and said softly.
To be continued...