Both parties screamed in a fuss, and struggled in their hearts with "How could this happen? You are...", feeling overwhelmed and shy. After a little maintenance, they fell in love with each other and developed a beautiful relationship?
It's too stupid, unless the author who made up this scene is named Joan... As for Edward, he has already passed the age where he can commit 213 at will, and his established mentality cannot suddenly change because of the clarity of the other person's gender.
Or maybe take this perfect opportunity to temporarily give up thinking and follow your wild instinct... steal jade and steal fragrance, and cook raw rice into mature rice?
This seems like a good idea, but it has to be said that after just fighting a giant beast and being covered in wounds, few people can obey their wild instincts. The double mental and physical fatigue is enough to destroy any man.
The body of his body may only be a real beast, no, it must be a monster, a monster, or something like a demon in the future, and Edward has no doubt that his blood stock does not have a few cc to flow to extra places.
Or can drinking a few more sips of dragon blood change this state?
Edward shook his head and slowly walked back to the ruins of the half-collapsed house... Or in an ancient magical city, everything should be luxurious, even if this one doesn't look big, it should be a private residence.
In the space, you can also see the simple and beautiful lace carvings with decorative textures, the original neat tables and chairs, and even a large bed decorated with tulle.
Slowly leaning down, Edward held up the woman's helmet and freed the gold-like hair from under the dim silver metal.
The moment his eyes made contact with that face, Edward held his breath.
Slender, golden eyebrows, slightly drooped eyelids, and thick long eyelashes resting on the fair skin, reflecting the blue light of ice and snow, making the knife-like slender nose bridge appear more perfect, or it may be due to blood loss.
Well, the slightly bulging cheeks seemed to be dyed that pale to almost transparent color, but the cherry color on the thin lips was even more dazzling.
Well...it's very dangerous...
Edward's throat rolled, and his eyes seemed to begin to slide to one side involuntarily.
Long live the collarbone!
When I put my arms through my neck, I can't help but want to echo someone's emotion like this, because it's really hard to find a better ratio! Should I say she deserves to be a knight girl? Just the right exercise, full of beauty
The curves of the tight muscles are so beautiful! Ancient Greek statues? No, they are more slender and slender... Although there is a saying that the legs are like antelopes, this guy's whole body is like an antelope. Only those two points
It almost draws people's attention to it. Under the small blush, all the fat has gathered... even if it is just a handful, it is just right.
Probably because of his age? Although he is very tall, almost as good as Edward, but judging from his facial features, he should be smaller than the hunter had estimated before, or... even in this world, this
It’s just barely enough to meet the standard of adulthood!
Well...it's very, very dangerous...
Edward took a deep breath, feeling that the effect of the dragon's blood seemed to be getting better and better. He slowly picked up the princess, and the cold touch on his skin began to gradually become warmer... So he slowly
He walked a few steps forward, entered the depths of the room, then unbuttoned his clothes, and slowly took off his short robe...
Covering that delicate whiteness without the slightest hesitation...
When the robe fell, sharp metal was already pressed against his neck - even if it was a broken long sword, the sharp cold air on the stubble still left no doubt that it could tear a person's arteries.
"It's really too dangerous... girls play this trick." The hunter murmured.
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"That...I..." The paladin opened her mouth, wanting to say something to break the awkward silence, but she only let out a low, indistinguishable whimper. And when she tried to speak again,
Before, a ball of warmth had already come to her.
It was a terrible smell, and it was hard to believe that it was boiled in a helmet, emitted from a thick brown paste - just getting into the nasal cavity, it already made the whole body warm.
When he got up, his spirits were lifted, but he could not help but make a small growling sound in his stomach. All the efforts of the paladin to open his mouth were completely turned into a fierce and uncontrollable shyness.
"Don't worry about it...the delicious food you remember due to hunger is something you will never forget in your lifetime."
The hunter hesitated and threw a piece of rotten wood into the fire.
Nourished by the wooden pieces that were originally exquisite furniture, the firelight swayed a little brighter, and also illuminated the pair of azure eyes opposite.
Without the metal cover, the sharp chin perfectly blends with the slender face to form a woman's softness. The slightly curved long and thick eyelashes, combined with the equally deep, slender and straight bridge of the nose, are enough to create a beautiful face.
Such a strange delicacy...especially the faint blush that began to appear on his transparent and pale cheeks-even made him feel a little confused for a moment.
Then those eyes flickered - or she noticed the strange silence of the young man, she snuggled closer to the short robe she was wearing, and tucked the small piece of skin that was originally exposed into the cloth.
Then the embarrassment in the atmosphere became thick again. The only sound left in silence was the subtle breathing while carefully sipping the soup.
So Edward could only turn his eyes away and think of other things.
The method of making this jerky is actually something I accidentally saw in a book used for entertainment in my memory. When the meat is cooked together with the dried orange peel, the fishy smell of the animal meat will subside and it is completely air-dried.
After that, the minced meat is carefully hammered into thin pieces, which is light and practical. The cooked minced meat may look thick and sticky, but it is undoubtedly the best food to satisfy your hunger. And combined with the scenery in front of you, it seems to be really pleasing to the eye.
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The only shortcoming is probably the quantity - such dried meat is not easy to make, and its shelf life is not very long. Therefore, we only prepared two days' worth of emergency rations, and now it can only be used as one day's portion. And one day.
It was obviously not a very realistic thing to leave this cave after falling down to an unknown depth within a short period of time and arrive at the cave.
It's a pity that dragon meat is not only old and tough, but also has a strong coldness. I'm afraid it won't be used for cooking for a while. Otherwise, it might be very nourishing.
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"What on earth are you looking for here?" The silence continued like this, until after the minced meats completed their mission, Edward chose to raise some small questions.
"Journey of trials." The paladin's answer was simple.
But after a pause, she added softly: "The trial given to me by the great Lansendre is the path to become the true chosen one. The journey to expel the evil existences entrenched everywhere and spread the glory of our Lord everywhere."
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"The Chosen One... I don't quite understand it, but it sounds like it's very powerful." The hunter turned his head and poked at the fire, and at the same time issued a tease that the paladin couldn't understand, because he could probably guess the so-called Chosen One.
It is related to this woman's tyrannical power, so I can't help but feel a certain sour feeling in my heart——
The poor people who traveled through time are also poor, and they are really incomparable to the rich second generation!
"It's not great... it's very great, but it's not me who is great. I'm just a little mortal, and I just received the gift from God the Father... The only one who is truly great is the Almighty God the Father himself. In order not to let anyone get this
People with power are lost in it, and they need to be tested so that I can become a person who treats this power correctly, uses this power, and promotes this power..."
"……Thank you."
Perhaps the name of the god brought some courage, and the paladin could finally speak fluently. After stopping to praise the god, she whispered her thanks to the other side of the fire.
The brief coma caused by mental relaxation was actually limited to after the cold liquid slipped into her throat, and the memory that had gradually been sorted out had reminded her of everything the person in front of her did at that critical moment... In fact
, the moment she faced the dragon, she had already made up her mind to return to the gods, but she did not expect that in the end, it would be this young mercenary she had always hated who would save her from the claws of the beast.
, saved from a certain death situation...
The girl quietly caressed her chest and abdomen, which was as calm as before. The new skin was tender and warm, without pain. The weak state disappeared, and the body's strength could be used at will - she knew that it was the effect of the recovery potion, but the memory
The potions in the world that can restore such trauma are all exquisite products from the hands of the magicians handed down from ancient times, and their value is difficult to measure even if they are tens of millions of gold coins.
Compared to the previous attitudes shown by the young man in front of him, this act can be called a miracle.
Yes, it was a miracle, but without the protection of gods and without the power of magic, he killed a white dragon with his body and simple and crude weapons... This can also be called a miracle under the protection of gods.
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She couldn't let go...
No, or actually, the reason for being unable to let go is just my own stereotyped prejudice, right? Can't a mercenary use recovery potion to save others? Can't a mercenary defeat a dragon with courage and wisdom?
"Lord of the Dawn, may your protection keep me away from confusion, stupidity and paranoia. May your light guide me to see the path I should take..." He murmured a prayer, trying to suppress the weirdness in his heart.
The thought, but at this moment, a voice suddenly came from the other side of the fire, interrupting it.
"Shh! Listen, what's the sound!"
Edward tilted his head towards the gap in the room, holding his breath to make the surrounding sounds clearer.
In this underground area full of cold light, even the orange-red flames will not bring too much warmth to people's hearts. The endless cold wind seems to emerge from the depths of the area, using the cold moisture to bring the original warmth brought by the flames.
The little warmth was gradually plundered, and at the same time it also brought a heart-stopping slight sound of wind... echoing under the deep rock formations.
But now, there seems to be a low whisper in the wind...
No, it should be said that it was a more direct voice, passing through the layers of walls and the white mist that had gradually dissipated, directly into the minds of the two people.
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