The owner of the house is about fifteen or six years old, and is in the stage of transition from a little girl to a girl. The bulge of the breasts is somewhat insufficient compared with others of the same age. The face is round and obese. It should be considered that the childish outline has been left behind after the body has grown.
The face is a model of a baby face. The slightly thicker eyebrows strengthen this image. The wings of the nose are shorter than those of the mother and Brunhil. There are red freckles dotted between the bridge of the nose and the eye sockets - this has also become a unique feature of the cute puzzle.
of a piece.
It's almost like a small herbivorous beast. I can't tell you exactly what it is like. It's not a rabbit anyway - I've seen that kind of herbivorous beast with its legs in the air, pretending to be dead, and kicking a bald eagle to death. My father took him with him
When he went out for the first time, he also saw the dangerous black flame rabbit dragging a bald eagle to a dead fur bear and burning it. After using it to describe the so-called "human and animal harm" elves, Roland again
I don’t believe in rabbits either. How is that cute creature harmful to humans and animals? Is it innocent?
After launching all-round, unavoidable, all-round attacks with arrows, lying guns, and map cannons against elves and rabbits all over the world, Roland no longer struggled with the issue of whether rabbits are really harmful to humans and animals, which deviated from the reality in front of him. The blind girl has already
Carrying the bucket, he walked to the bed and fumbled to pull the blanket up to cover Roland's shoulders. Then he picked up the white cloth stained with dust and debris on the ground, scrubbed it in the bucket and then applied it to Roland's forehead again.
"You fell straight down at that time, which really scared me."
Carefully applying the once-cleaned wet cloth to the forehead where his fingers were groping, Laile smiled in the direction of the ups and downs of his breathing, and his hearing, which was beyond the reach of ordinary people, told the girl that the little guest's heart was beating steadily and regularly, a healthy rhythm.
It made the blind Laile feel at ease and happy. He once listened to the terrible silence where the rhythm gradually faded and finally disappeared with the breath. He felt the uneasiness of the black power that was deeper than the law, but people could do nothing about it.
Lai Leke is extremely sensitive and afraid of [death] - whether it is known, unknown, intellectual, or intellectual life [returning to silence]. [
Perhaps, this is just an action taken by the blind girl who is afraid of death to avoid the attack of spiritual damage. And the vague maternal nature inspired by the fragile appearance of the boy, she wanted to talk to the only one for two or three words, and then cried in front of herself.
The fainted out-of-town boy lends a helping hand.
At that time, the boy cried very sadly, as if he had been abandoned by his parents, as if he could do nothing but cry after being hurt so much that Laile wanted to do something for him.
Helping as much as he could - Laileke fumbled and brought Roland and the luggage into Laileke's room on the second floor of the mill where his father had repeatedly told him not to let men, especially men from outside, take even a step.
[The Mother Goddess teaches us to do good deeds immediately. Doing good deeds is a lesson to wash away original sin. 】
The devout young believer muttered the sacred words he heard, and when he put Roland to bed in order to convince himself or his father who was not at home, Laile could add a reason in his nagging mind.
[I asked the boy to come in. If the boy is not a man, even the Mother Goddess would say so, right? 】
Regardless of whether anyone heard it or not, Laile believed what he said. Then he concentrated on taking care of the fainting Roland.
"What's your name? Where are you from?"
The boy had already woken up. From the previous conversation and contact, Laile could sense that something unfortunate might have happened to him. It was most likely related to his parents and relatives, so the questions only involved the most basic information such as his name and address.
"Roland...Roland, I am Roland D'Arc, from...Bode Village."
He had not taken in any water during the whole day's sleep, and his dry throat squeezed out a hoarse roar. If Laile hadn't developed a keen sense of hearing, he might have missed the weak murmur.
Saving his own mistakes, Lai Leke hurriedly helped Roland sit up from the bed, hurriedly walked towards the furniture that might fall apart in the next second, and seemed to be a table. He picked up the pottery bowl with a missing edge and put it on his hot face to touch.
Rough lips. Slowly feeding Roland to drink the cold water that had settled for most of the day.
No matter how other senses are used to make up for the lack of vision, some high-risk jobs are still restricted areas that Laile is not allowed to touch. Using fire is also one of them, second only to [climbing to the height of the windmill]. Understand how uncomfortable it is to not be able to see
The convenient girl has never sighed and lamented like she does today, [I can't even hand over a bowl of hot water] - this is the ceiling that the blind girl who faces the world optimistically cannot break through.
"Roland...Roland, this name——"
【Like a girl's name.】
Many people who heard his name said so. The peculiarity of his name was one of Roland's many minor annoyances. It always made him unhappy in the past. After going through the great changes, this little thorn has become more important. It's nothing.
Feel it.
"It's so cute. It's a good name. I'm Laileke! Welcome to my home!"
Before Roland could react to the unexpected answer, the blind girl's expression suddenly lit up and she opened her arms widely.
Huh--[
When he came back to his senses, the soft darkness enveloped Roland, and the warm touch of sex was very familiar. He had received warm and private feelings from his mother, Sister Patty, and... Brynhildr.
The embrace is different from the scent of wine on the mother's body, the scent of the potion on the nun's clothes, and the sweet smell of Brynhildr's sweat. What is smelled from the split and dull hair that irritates the nose is the freshness of licorice in the sun.
odor.
Thinking of Brynhil's worried face when he finally came out of the carriage, Roland suddenly felt weak and twitched.
[Brynhil also came through the grief of losing a loved one. Don’t think you are the only one who is pitiful.]
[What she did was a bit stupid, but she really had you in mind. 】
The sneer voice kept uttering contemptuous and disparaging sentences in his head. In the invisible darkness, Li Lin seemed to be standing there, looking at himself who was attached to being embraced by a woman, and the corners of his mocking mouth were getting bigger and bigger——
Li Lin's surveillance methods were never noticed by Roland, who knew nothing about espionage techniques. He also never considered using operating system techniques to leave a backdoor in Roland's mind that could be intervened. Roland repeated those accusing words in his mind.
It wasn't Li Lin who would criticize Roland harshly, only...
【You are not a mother! I hate you!!】
An uncontrollable roar came from the child's mouth, and the elf's stiff and broken smile, which concealed the injury and loss, reappeared in front of his eyes.
Feeling the similar tenderness at this moment, the calm mind after experiencing the hardships of survival takes a step back, looks at the impulsive situation with a broader and more rational perspective than before, and realizes that my willfulness has hurt the warmth and care that I want to give to myself.
Brynhil, regret, shyness, shame - all kinds of emotions and rationality constitute the commentator named [conscience], using Li Lin's whipping, mocking voice and arguments to criticize Roland's soul.
While accepting the warm embrace of Zi, he repeatedly endured the double torment of Brunhil's kind expressions and harsh conscience. Roland, who is pure in nature and always thinks of others, did not know how to organize his words to continue the conversation. Between infatuation and hesitation, time ran out.
No matter how long you stay, you will slowly drift away from the two people embracing each other.
"..."
Guluuluulu——
No matter how much you cling to the reassuring feeling of being held tightly, or how much you struggle with your willful behavior and the attitude of dealing with it, if you are hungry, you will still make an embarrassing and embarrassing protest.
Roland wrinkled his face almost as if he was mourning. Laile stood up hurriedly, muttered "Oh, oh, I forgot again" and ran away staggeringly.
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"Colonel, now is not the time to leisurely drink tea and appreciate it. Please order a recovery operation."
"Please colonel give permission to use ms."
The two elf officers, who had been having some disagreements recently, jointly submitted an urgent request to their highest officer. Their serious and slightly anxious faces were like the tension before a war.
"The situation is not bad enough to require the use of force, just look at it now."
The line of his lips was slightly curved, and Li Lin seemed not to realize the seriousness of the situation as he spoke lightly.
His subordinates could not be equally calm and relaxed, their faces turned red, and their minds were completely in the state of a high-pressure boiler explosion. Various remedial plans and sealing measures were continuously formulated, planned, and overthrown.
.The pressure accumulated from the ultra-high-speed reuse of thinking circuits almost drove them crazy.
The future backbone of the army and the planned members of the general staff predict Roland's seven days in the wild. There is no situation when Roland encounters humans, and there is no relevant response plan. [
It’s not that these candidates for the General Staff were negligent and could do nothing but get angry and roll up their sleeves to take extreme measures when a situation arose. It was actually that the probability of the situation happening was higher than that of a stupid gambler who got in with a copper coin.
Casino, the possibility of coming out with a millionaire the next morning is even smaller.
The snowy country in the north [Lapland] is a typical country with a vast territory and sparsely populated areas. If you walk for a week in the inland areas and you can encounter traces of human life, you should praise the mother goddess Marfa for her care for you. If you are lucky enough,
If you haven't finished spending yet, please don't be too happy if you meet a human being. Whether you meet a passerby or a bandit who has been waiting for his prey for weeks depends on whether your lucky balance is sufficient.
Without a map or compass, a human boy who can’t even figure out where he is is walking under these conditions for seven days with a heavy bag on his back. The chance of encountering the same kind of boy is only higher than the chance of winning money from a cheating bookmaker.