"It reminds me of the ruins of Altes. Fadra was drawn to the time-infused murals, but unfortunately, she had not yet understood the meaning.

"I haven't heard you mention that. "Ilul's long hair looks a little messy.

The ruins were full of danger and darkness, and there was no time for anything else, at least, such a small thing as combing her hair was not necessary, but fortunately the graceful nature of the princess did not occur at such a time.

"That's not a matter of much importance, my dear princess. Fadra, who had been keeping his eyes on the surrounding walls, glanced back at Ilul, "If it weren't for these murals, those memories would have rotted like moldy fruit in the vast forest." ”

"I always thought it was a fun experience. With that, Ilul rubbed her eyes, and it seemed that the night's rest had not slowed her fatigue by half a minute.

In this kind of bad situation, even if you stay honest, it is quite a drain of patience.

"I was young, probably, eighteen, and of course, now. Ignoring Ilul's disgusted expression, Phadra smiled, "Traveling is what witches should do when they are young, but most witches have lost this tradition now. ”

"I dressed up as a priest and sneaked in. As he spoke, Phadra stood on tiptoe slightly, as if to demonstrate the situation: "But unfortunately, I only glanced at it a few times, and I was discovered by those stupid priests, it was just a set of clothes, and I didn't say no, although I didn't say it at the time." ”

"It's like your style. Ilul rolled her eyes slightly, and this time it was the shadow that kept shaking with the faint light swaying, "Actually, I wanted to do that when I was younger. ”

"Oh. Fadra subconsciously let out an exclamation, "This doesn't look like your style, Ilul. ”

"It's just a childhood dream, but that's exactly what I used to be. Ilul raised his arm and gently rubbed against the wall beside him: "It's a pity to lose to reality and responsibility, but it's not something to be sad about. ”

"Oh, life is inseparable from regrets. The sudden cold wind made Phadra shrug his shoulders: "Looks like I should wear more." ”

"I hate autumn and the autumn wind. Aida lifted her eyes, her already not-so-bright eyes might have completely deteriorated if she stayed like this.

"Actually, you hate Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter, Aida, and I don't understand where you came from to find so many weird reasons. After saying that, Phadra slowly lowered his raised arm: "I feel that my arm is no longer mine. ”

"What's wrong, dear?" Holding Aya who suddenly pounced steadily, López lowered his head in confusion, he always felt that her little hand was about to mess around his waist again.

"You must be feeling a little cold, dear. Aya's arms slowly wrapped around his waist.

"Perhaps. López kissed Aya on the cheek, "But we still seem to have to hurry, I guess you don't like this place, uh, a sinister ruin." ”

"Not necessarily. Aya seemed to want to bury her whole body in López's arms: "I probably hate the kitchen a little more." ”

"Oh. López looked disappointed: "Looks like you're hell-set on starving me, dear." ”

"Hmm. Aya chuckled quietly, then nodded at him.

"It's a pity. López raised his hand and pinched her nose: "Looks like we have to go." ”

"It's a pity. Aya learned López's tone, "It seems that you are determined to let me out of your arms, dear." ”

"Not necessarily. López smiled, then slowly squatted down: "I hope my princess hasn't gained too much weight." ”

"It must be because of the clothes. López shook his head: "I believe so. ”

"Of course, because a certain knight asked me to wear more clothes. Aya gently wrapped her arms around López's neck and kissed him affectionately on the back of the neck: "I'm just a weak housewife, but I still have to hear my dear husband's complaints, 'I hope my princess doesn't get too fat', I want to say, are people so sad?"

"Oh, your dear husband has surrendered, my princess. López could only smile and shake his head: "If someone asks why, don't say that he succumbed to his wife's clothes." ”

"Hmm. Aya puffed out her cheeks, "Your relationship with your wife seems to be really good, knight." ”

"Of course, but most of the time, it's not on the surface, you know, she's ugly and fat. López lowered his voice slightly, but then, with a hint of surprise: "I think my ears are a little itchy, dear?"

"No, I'm just going to take a bite. Aya rested her cheek on López's hair: "You should know, Lord Knight, my husband is timid and cowardly. ”

"I've heard of this, and I've heard that he needs his wife's help to even eat some delicious biscuits. As he spoke, López couldn't help but laugh softly.

"Ah, what a pity, that's true, but so is his ugly and fat wife, who you must not know that she will feel distressed even if she bites her husband's ear lightly. López could feel it, and Aya winked at him.

"Look at the sad ways of the world. López turned his head with all his might, but he was still a little closer: "You should be closer, dear, and see what I've done to kiss you." ”

"Hmm. Aya leaned her face over: "I just sighed at the injustice of the world." ”

"Yes, someone really shouldn't succumb to his wife's clothes. López winked at Aya.

"Come to think of it, no one should take this opportunity to kiss her husband's ear. With that, Aya kissed Lopez's ear.

"That's not what you just said, my dear. López wanted to touch the back of his ear with his shoulder, but his posture prevented him from doing so: "Oh, dear. ”

"I don't remember saying that. With that, Aya raised her arm and kept kneading López's ears with her slender fingers, "Are you sure you didn't hear it wrong, my dear?" ”

"I think so, after all, old people's ears are often out of level. Shaking his head helplessly, López lowered his head and kissed the back of Aya's jade-like hand around his neck again.

"But he still had the strength to carry an old woman on her back. ”

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