"Whew...... I'm fine." The captain quickly used the Honkai energy to stop the bleeding, and then took a stance again.

"Sir, the samurai don't kill those who surrender, and you still have a chance to save your life." Mei Yi also saw at this time that this "guard" of Mr. Stargazing was not his opponent. But she had no intention of killing the other party, so she had to persuade her to surrender.

"I'm sorry, but I prefer to fight rather than surrender! Guardian of the Wind!" With the captain's roar, several cyan air currents also rose from his side, rushing forward with his body.

"How is that possible? I can't see each other's movements clearly!" In Mei's eyes, the captain who used the power of the Wind Lawgiver was like a cyan hurricane, and with her dynamic vision, she could no longer capture the captain.

At this time, she can only rely on her own instinct to defend, but temporary defense cannot solve the problem at all.

Ding——

This time the sound was different from the previous ones, accompanied by a decisive cacophony.

"How is that possible?!" Looking at the mutilated sword body in his hand, Mei quickly retreated, but the captain did not continue to pursue, and quickly dispersed the Honkai energy around him.

"Miss Mei, you've lost. Mr. Stargazing ......"

"Huh? What stargazing? I haven't seen it?"

Thinking of the ignorant expression on Mei's face, the captain felt that the wounds on his body were no longer painful. This is too cute!

And after Mei Yi finished speaking, she didn't think about picking up the broken sword on the ground, and walked into the depths of the forest without saying a word, and gradually disappeared from view.

"Mr. Stargazer, wake up the little special ......" Suddenly, a sense of powerlessness spread throughout the captain's body.

"Mr. Assassin! Mr. Assassin!!"

Looking at the captain who was injured and fell unconscious, the suspicion and doubt in the stargazing heart had long since disappeared, replaced by deep guilt and attachment.

If he hadn't fought for himself, maybe he would have really fallen in the middle of the great cause, and the plan to destroy the demon beasts and calm the world might have to be abandoned halfway and become a joke.

The silk shirt slowly fell off the smooth surface of her body, and the young fragrant shoulders and the special underwear that Prime Minister Rita had made for her were thus exposed to the moonlight.

"This stupid assassin won't wake up at this time," Stargazer shyly took off his shirt, though he still had a trace of apprehension in his heart.

"I learned by chance from the Great Commander of Youlan before, if the bleeding person is dizzy from blood loss due to the wound of the sword, he should use clean clothes to tie up the wound as soon as possible." Stargazing muttered to himself.

"Clean laundry ......"

She sighed at the dusty coat she had been wandering in the forest for days, which was obviously impossible to use as a cloth to wrap the fool. In this way, it seems that it can only ...... Stargazing jade cheeks turned a little redder.

"Since this idiot is trying to help me...... It's not a big deal, isn't it......" Thinking of this, Stargazer tapped his teeth lightly, and after confirming that the stupid assassin was still unconscious, he resolutely ripped off the personal object with his body temperature.

With a few ripping sounds of fabric, the delicate underwear turned into several strips of cloth. Looking at the bloody wound, Stargazer, who was bent on healing the captain, didn't think much about it, turned around and bandaged the captain.

She was so anxious that she didn't bother to get dressed, but hastily put on her coat and began to stop the bleeding and heal.

The captain vaguely felt like someone was bandaging his wounds.

The wound of the "Painful ......" was suddenly touched, and Rao was the captain of the ship, and he also woke up from his coma.

As soon as he opened his eyes, the cunning moonlight pierced through the still messy coat of stargazing, sending the sudden scenery into the captain's eyes impartially.

"Good...... It's so white, three years of blood to earn, ......", a trace of evil thought flashed through the captain's mind. Although he was quickly suppressed, the captain still couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"Hey, why is it bleeding here all of a sudden, it's stopped just now?" Stargazing, who was bent on stopping the bleeding, did not notice that he had been taken advantage of before he knew it.

At this time, the captain who got cheap also took his ability to sell to the extreme, closed his eyes leisurely, and while savoring, he enjoyed the bandaging of his slender hands like soft wattles, and slowly sank into sleep.

After bandaging the captain, stargazing also fell into a deep sleep. However, stargazing without intimate clothing is not pleasant.

The cool morning dew and the morning breeze moistened her thin coat, while the latter helped to slowly take away the little heat in her petite body.

Without the warmth of clothing, the cold sensation in the early morning is even more pronounced.

"Good... It's cold."

Although the stargazing night has been disturbed by the Sandman, the incomparably delicate skin is still sensing everything that can provide heat.

Inadvertently, a slightly chilling little hand touched the captain's arm—a solid, warm, yet reliable existence. The cold body longed for warmth, but was afraid that the captain would wake up, so he had to carefully lean his body closer to the captain's arm.

The captain's upper arm fits the middle of the stargazing collarbone, the elbow bends slightly but warms the stargazer's lower abdomen, and the lower arm is slightly clamped by her thighs. Feeling the warmth from top to bottom, the forehead that had been slightly tense due to the cold before stargazing gradually relaxed, and then it also entered a deeper dream.

After a while, feeling the strange weight and gentleness of his left arm, the captain opened his sleepy eyes. Subconsciously turned to the left side, but the scene in front of him almost made his nose bleed.

His clothes were still as disheveled as last night, but his arms were wrapped around the owner of the clothes.

But the captain realized something strange, how could the touch of the cloth from the upper arm be so thin?

On closer inspection, it turned out that his arms were only separated from the petite body of Stargazing.

"Wait," the captain couldn't help but be dumbfounded, recalling last night's scene. Looking sideways at his wounds, the delicate but not his own fabric proved his conjecture: "This guy, I'm afraid he really used his own underwear to heal himself."

Thinking of this, a spontaneous gentleness surged into my heart like a tide, and I suppressed my distracting thoughts.

I can't help but look at the stargazing in front of me, still the same delicate face as when I first saw it, and the silver-white hair seems to be coiled into a bun at the back of the head, exuding a faint fragrance. The tranquil sleeping face is well-behaved and charming, and you will feel satisfied just by looking at it quietly. The petite body curled up due to the cold, and the appearance was even more pitiful, and I couldn't help but want people to protect the eternal beauty of this world.