Chapter 45
Sipsing the juice from her glass, Dolores instinctively felt disgusted by the gaze that was delivered to her, even though Field followed her every step of the way, blocking her from the sight of many greedy predators.
"Uncomfortable, isn't it?" There was a bit of melancholy in Field's eyes, and it was obvious that Dolores was not comfortable with such an occasion.
Doloris was silent for a moment before she raised her eyes to look at Field, her eyes were round and large, the tails of her eyes were slightly raised with a beautiful arc, her eyelashes curled, and when she raised her eyes, she revealed a pair of clear and clear eyes, with natural moisture, exuding an aura of praying for mercy, and the moment she bowed her head, that kind of lovely temperament was brought into play, so that Field's originally gentle gaze was as soft as moonlight.
Dolores could feel the concentration and sincerity in Field's gaze, this kind of gaze, let her original small extravagant hope in her heart expand little by little, occupy her whole mind, quietly raised her eyes to peek at Kleist, who was socializing with others, Dolores's ruddy lips pursed lightly, showing a kind of immature temptation, and then smiled briefly at Field, and said in a very weak voice: "It's a little uncomfortable, can we go out for a walk?" Dolores gestured up to the outside of the hallway.
Such a small request, Field obviously will not refuse, hesitated for a moment, then raised his arm to protect Doloris in his arms, half-hugged her out of the hall, and Dolores keenly noticed a familiar gaze on her for a moment, when the snake peeped at the prey-like gaze, which was creepy.
"Is it cold?" Field felt the soft body in his arms trembling slightly, and couldn't help but ask softly, his eyes fell on Dolores's naked and exposed skin, and a trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes, if it was him, he wouldn't let Dolores appear in front of people like this.
"It's not cold." Dolores shook her head, her fingers unconsciously grasping a flame stone on the belt tied around her waist, as if this direct conveyance of heat could drive away the cold aura that Kleist had brought her just now.
Field is not good at getting along with women, let alone a little girl like Dolores, he smiled, raised his hand and pointed to the empty field opposite, and introduced: "Look, this is the review field, and all the elite military delegations of the Federation will appear here in a while." β
Dolores was not interested in any of this, but she had to lift her spirits, and as a curious look, she followed Field's finger to the empty field and asked, "Are they strong?" β
Field nodded proudly and said, "They are the heroes who returned victorious in the battle of the planet Mitaka. β
Dolores nodded, her expression became a little gloomy, and said in a low voice, "My eldest brother is also involved in this war. β
Field sighed lightly, a little overwhelmed by Dolores like this, and after half a sound, he asked softly in a gentle voice, "Are you homesick?" β
Doloris's eyes were full of tears, and she nodded her head slightly, biting her lower lip, as if this would prevent her from crying, and she looked too weak.
"Can you help me? Field. β
Field looked at the small hand on his arm, slowly closed his eyes, took a deep breath, tried to calm his fast heartbeat, and whispered, "Actually, Roderick has contacted me. β
Dolores' eyes lit up instantly, and the little hand that grabbed Field's arm unconsciously forced: "What did he say?" Are you here to save me? My eldest brother! Does he already know I'm in Kleist's hands? β
Field didn't answer Dolores' question, but said, "Dolores, this is the Federation, even Roderick can't cross the line and come here." As if unable to bear to see Dolores' fading gaze, Field tilted his head to one side and said softly, "If you want, I can negotiate with Kleist, and I will protect you." β
The hand on Field's arm slipped down, and the glimmer of hope that rose in Dolores' heart gradually faded.
"Field, can you take me home?" Dolores looked at Field with teary eyes, her female instinct made her tentatively grab Field's big hand around her chest, such a move, for Dolores, has used all her strength, she forced herself to ignore the aggressive aura of Field, trying to show herself a natural attitude of dependence.
Field had never known that it was so pleasant to be relied on, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and his free hand gently lifted Dolores's face, rubbing the tears from the end of her eyes with his thumb.
Dolores shuddered lightly at Field's actions, which seemed to be as tolerable as she tolerate.
"Field, will you send me back? I really can't stay here, I'm going to die, really. Dolores let out a broken pleading voice from her mouth: "Look at me, look at the women of your Federation, we are obviously different, I can't adapt to the life of the Federation, I will die here." β
Field sighed lightly, bent down slightly, and said, "No, Dolores, I'll take good care of you, the Federation and the Empire are no different, we all live in the same city, exhaling the same air." β
Dolores's face turned slightly sideways, avoiding Field's hand touching her cheek, showing a gesture of resistance, this move provoked Field to chuckle, in his eyes, Doloris is too immature, what she thinks is almost at a glance, and her innocent behavior is too cute.
"Angry?" Field smoothed Doloris's long hair loose around her waist, her fingers running through it, enjoying the silky touch, and narrowing her eyes pleasantly.
Field's good temper made Dolores almost ignore that he was also a dangerous person, and her red and tender little mouth pouted slightly, and Dolores was depressed: "I want to go back." β
Field almost burst out laughing, what? This is the value of being used by yourself, so you feel disgusted even with yourself for a while?
Field is not a good-natured person, on the contrary, although he is not as moody as Kleist, his personality is more like an active volcano under an iceberg, as long as it is a point, it can erupt at any time.
Trying to restrain his temper, Phil stopped Dolores and lowered his voice slightly: "Stay with me for a while." β
Dolores instinctively wanted to shake off the hand on her wrist, but the next moment she froze in the moment, a look of horror appeared in her eyes, she didn't dare to act rashly, and honestly stayed in place.
Field showed a satisfied smile, reined in his mental strength, and said approvingly: "This is a good boy." "This is Field, the heir to the Watson family, and even if he doesn't mind putting down his body in front of Dolores, it doesn't mean that he allows her to ignore him.
Noticing the light sweat on Dolores' forehead, Field was a little annoyed that he had frightened her, and couldn't help but let out a sigh and explained, "I don't want to scare you, Dolores, you should understand that I am the one who will never hurt you compared to Kleist." β
Who said Field was stupid! Lo and behold, he's digging into Kleist's corner.
Doloris leaned on Field's arms, she didn't dare to move, her heartbeat was so fast that her heart could hardly bear it, her brows couldn't help frowning, she covered her chest with her hands, breathing slowly in rhythm, telling herself over and over again, don't be nervous, don't be afraid, if something happens here, no one will be able to save her, she must not fall, she must wait until Asa comes to save herself, she fights from the bottom of her heart, she doesn't believe every word that Field says, even a word.
"Dolores?" Without waiting for the response he deserved, Field asked.
"What do you want to hear me say?" Doloris's tone was not angry, on the contrary, she was very docile, she had deeply realized that there was no difference between Field and Kleist, but Field was better at hiding herself, and she naively thought that he would be her salvation.
Doloris spoke slowly, her wheezing voice became a little faint, and Field's mental power that she had just released made her body feel very uncomfortable.
Field froze for a moment, not paying attention to what Dolores said, for he noticed that Dolores didn't seem to be breathing well, and even though she tried best to hide it, the irregular rise and fall of her chest showed that she was in a state of discomfort.
"Isn't there anything wrong with you? I'll send you back to your room to rest. β
Dolores was turned around by Field, but she lowered her eyes and didn't look at him, only said in a passing tone: "No need, I'm used to it, I'm not in good health, and the fluctuation of your mental power brings me too much pressure." After speaking, he laughed self-deprecatingly: "Maybe one day, I will die for this reason, you know, Kleist's spiritual power is not something I can bear at all." β
Field's lips moved, but he didn't say anything after all, smart as he was, of course he understood what Dolores wanted to express, but it was still difficult for him to make up his mind to cooperate with Roderick, after all, as Kleist said, if Dolores stayed in the Federation, he would have more chances to have her, and she would definitely return to the Empire, return to Roderick's side, and after she had the title of crown prince's fiancΓ©e, it would be difficult for him to get close to Dolores at the chance.