When I woke up in the morning, I saw my father kissing with my uncle next door. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

At that time, I had just woken up, and I was sleepily rubbing my eyes with the back of my hand, and I couldn't help but be stunned for a moment when I saw the figures hugging each other at the door of my room.

What are they doing? For a few seconds, I thought like this in my mind, when what I had learned in school came to my mind.

Kissing, the act of showing affection through lip contact.

The moment this knowledge was remembered, my doubts were answered. It turned out that my father was confirming his love with my uncle, and I was glad that I deduced it.

"Daddy, Uncle George."

I called out to them, and they all turned their heads together and smiled warmly at me.

"Little Anderson, breakfast is ready." Uncle George squatted down and stroked my hair and said.

A few minutes later, we sat down at the wooden dining table with a hearty breakfast on a plate.

"Where's Mom?"

I looked left and right for a moment, but I couldn't find the familiar figure.

"Little Anderson, I'm going to be my mom for the next while." Uncle George said to me with a smile.

I realized I had said the wrong thing, and after tilting my head and thinking for a while, I asked my dad again.

"What about Miss Soris? Wasn't she always my mom before? ”

"Old Bell on Fourth Street passed away yesterday, and Sonnes is going to take care of him for a while." Dad replied.

When I heard this sad news, I couldn't help but shed tears. Old Bell, although I had never met that man, I was still sad to hear the news of his death at this time.

Dad and Uncle George must have felt sad too, but they were adults, and of course they were much stronger than children. Uncle George, who was sitting next to me, reached out and gently touched my head, and my dad brought me my favorite food from the opposite plate.

"By the way, I recently got a new daughter. It's almost as big as little Anderson. Uncle George said suddenly, knowing that he had changed the subject in consideration of my feelings, so he wiped away his tears and looked at him: "Really? Why have I never seen it? ”

"Because the kid seems to hate going outside, and he's always sitting in his room reading." Uncle George had a helpless wry smile on his face.

"It's a holiday?"

"That's right, you should play around with children at this age!" Uncle George said as if he remembered something, and he smiled and looked down at me: "That's right! Why don't you just invite her out of the house and take her out of the house to play? ”

I looked at my dad inquiringly, and I nodded happily when I got his gesture.

"Leave it to our little knight, then." Uncle George touched my head, then suddenly leaned into my ear and whispered, "That's a very lovely princess, huh?" ”

Is it cute? I thought about the word as I slowly put the spoon into my mouth.

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Where is the danger of the grasslands?

If you ask this question to a traveler who is involved, you will get a variety of answers. But if you decide to go deeper into their answers, you may be able to see that all the answers point to the same core.

Where is the danger of the grasslands? Is it in the wave after wave of bandits? Is it the monsters that haunt it day and night? Is it at night, the infinite darkness squeezing in from all around, giving people the fear of the unknown? Or is it in the contrasting contrast between the lush weeds and the barren bones that have no end in sight and obscure the direction?

Neither, real fear comes from loneliness.

Grasslands, deserts, and the deep sea, as the few areas where the intelligent race has not yet been able to establish civilization, once you are in it, the loneliness of being isolated from the civilized world will haunt you. These vast worlds that were born from the primordial world stand there, and their existence seems to be a kind of negation of an intelligent civilization that is both short and fragile. Walking in these places, even if people don't collapse on a long journey, the sense of detachment from something inside that is fading away little by little can make them apathetic.

Walking on the prairie for long periods of time is dangerous, as it not only leads to the loss of individuality, but sometimes also brings about spiritual self-dissolution. But the danger doesn't seem to endanger Hill and Alex, who are not only nothings, but also have years of experience traveling on missions on their own; The latter also had seven months of walking alone on the grasslands searching for the kiss of death, and it was not only the hatred on her shoulders that supported her, but also her strong heart.

Even so, it's good to have someone to keep you company. Whether it's Ciel or Alex, when they realize that they are no longer alone, the person walking next to them at the moment still brings them a new experience.

Savoring this new feeling as she walked down the road, Alex looked sideways at the young man next to her.

"What's wrong Hill? Is it so much fun to have a reliable companion like me on a mission? ”

Where can you be reliable for a guy who only knocks out 1 HP per hit - if someone else were there they would probably complain like this, but Hill is a no-have, and no matter how much he gives in, he won't be the one to complain. It was precisely with this in mind that Alex took the opportunity to add this kind of boasting that would not be pointed out in her words, which was simply a strategist.

Ciel, who didn't have a happy expression on his face, turned his head and looked at Alex with a blank expression.

"I'm not happy."

"Don't lie to people, aren't you still happy enough to jump when you walk?"

"I've always walked like this, and it's my way of exercising my feet."

"Don't give me any!"

After complaining like this, Alex thought of something and a wicked smile appeared on her face.

"Huh? Are you shy? It's okay, right? You don't have to hide your feelings, after all, it's only natural that you'll be happy when you're acting with a reliable companion like me, who is both strong and cute! ”

Looking at Alex with a smug face, Ciel blinked slightly.

"I'm glad to be able to act with Alex, who is both strong and cute."

He said in a flat, unwavering voice.

“…… What's that perfunctory stick reading! Are you fooling me!? ”

"There's no such thing, I'm telling the truth. Alex is an important person. ”

"Huh......? What do you say suddenly? ”

Alex, who was being looked at by Hill's straightforward and clear eyes, suddenly became shy, her eyes wandered around unconsciously, and a panicked expression appeared on her face.

The girl is obviously not good at dealing with such a straight ball.

"Because, being my companion, Alex was the first to say to me." Ciel stared at her face with amber eyes, "Alex, an important companion. ”

"Yes, yes? But, however, my attack power is so low that I can only knock out a little blood...... Simply useless except as a hostage...... And she's a poor breast—" Alex, who was so embarrassed and scrambled that she was so shy that she was almost delirious.

"There's no such thing, Alex is very reliable and cute."

"But, cute—"

The girl was sunk by a blow, and her face seemed to be steaming like a boiling kettle.

Seeing the girl blushing and falling into a strange silence, Ciel turned his head to face forward and whispered to himself.

"Alex, super easy to deceive."

"Hey!"

After continuing to walk for an hour, Alex suddenly sighed.

Hearing the girl's voice, Ciel glanced sideways at her.

Although he didn't speak, for Sanwu, this is what "what's wrong".

Alex clearly understood this, and she spoke slowly in a complaining tone.

"We've walked almost thirty miles, why haven't we encountered a single monster on the road!"

"Alex, like monsters?"

"I don't like it! I am clearly in the position of a crusader. Are you qualified to speak to others!? Obviously I still have that bear! ”

"Torataro is not a monster."

"Yes, yes, that's a convention." Alex sighed and looked down at her gear.

Ciel and Alex's outfits have changed now as they did when they were in town, Ciel has just changed his civilian clothes from his cultivation to the black standard costume of Kiss of Death, but Alex can be called a makeover.

After half a year of patrolling the upper grasslands, Alex herself was unscathed due to her super defense, but her equipment and clothes were already covered with scars. This morning at Partridge's office, she was given a complete set of gear that Shalom had prepared in advance. Includes a metal round shield, a one-handed longsword, and a set of armor.

- By the way, the size of the armor was provided by Serra, why did the woman know her size so well? Because it was too scary to think about it, Alex didn't continue to dig deeper.

This armor set is modeled after Alex's previous outfit, consisting only of a breastplate, arm guards, and light leg armor that wraps around the entire foot and calf. The armor basically only covers important parts, and the hollow design to facilitate movement modifies the slender hands and feet. Neither dull nor frivolous, the silver metal that adorned the dress shimmered, making her look like a Valkyrie in a painting.

Alex, who is quite satisfied with her image, has been looking for opportunities to show off her skills since she started out of town, but until now she has not been able to get her wish.

"Speaking of which, when did you start preparing these equipment?"

The weapon he used was a longsword and had been lost, and Shalom knew about it yesterday afternoon. Even if you go straight to the blacksmith after leaving the tavern, the forging time of this longsword should be within a day.

Alex tried to swing the standard sword in her right hand again, and then carefully touched the inscribed pattern on it, and the fact that such a completed weapon could be made in a day was surprising.

…… Although the members all look like that, Kiss of Death is worthy of being a well-known organization on the mainland, and its efficiency and ability are unquestionable. Thinking like this, Alex suddenly thought about what happened in the office.