Medea walked briskly through the woodland.

At first, her face turned cold, just to scare Asker, including the tears in the back, and she also deliberately cried to show him.

After all, succubi have an almost instinctive racial talent when it comes to figuring out men's psychology and performance.

However, for some reason, after completely stepping out of Asker's can't see, the tears can't be stopped.

It's like a flood that breaks a small hole in a levee, and gradually it can't be locked up—it turns into a miserable wail.

So Asker, why didn't you catch up?

When she came to the edge of the small lake in the woods, Medea, who was already crying hoarsely, stopped her whimpering, silently crouched down with her knees crossed, ignoring the mud on the ground, and sat down gloomily, burying her face between her knees.

So, what the hell am I crying about......

What a shame......

She wiped the tears from her face vigorously, but she couldn't wipe them clean, and more tears were still falling down in a clatter, so Medea scooped a handful of water from the lake and washed her whole face wet.

Well, no one can tell I'm crying now.

Snorting aggrievedly, Medea stared at the reflection of the lake in a daze, and heard Sidlifa's voice behind her:

"Medea?"

"Sidlifa?" Medea was a little flustered and tried to stand up, but she almost didn't stand still.

"Are you crying?" Sidlifa stared at her face.

"No, I mean......," Medea took a deep breath, "the sand got into my eyes, I couldn't get it out, it was very uncomfortable." ”

"It must be a very bad grain of sand." Sidlifa said seriously.

Medea: ..................

She couldn't understand whether Sidlifa meant something or if she was simply saying it casually.

"Mind if I sit next to you?" Sidlifa asked.

Medea shook her head.

So Sidlifa sat down next to her, and learned to hold her knees, silently looking at the other side of the lake.

The two girls looked at the scenery in silence, and after about ten minutes, Sidlifa suddenly asked in a low voice:

"Medea, what kind of experience is it to like someone?"

"Hmm." Medea thought for a long time and said, "That's probably the kind of ...... The softest place in your heart, the feeling of being stabbed by him. As long as he goes a little deeper, you'll be bleeding a lot. ”

"So, won't it hurt?" Sidlifa asked in surprise.

"Yes." Medea unconsciously hugged her knees hard, "It hurts, even the strongest person can't help but shed tears." ”

"That's right." Sidlifa is quiet.

After a few minutes, she said:

"I can probably understand the pain you said, it's really uncomfortable."

"Oh." Medea didn't look at her, just continued to stare at the lake, and said, "You like the head of the regiment too?" ”

"Hmm." Sidlifa picked up a stone from the side and threw it into the lake, causing ripples.

"When?" Medea thought she was going to be angry, but she didn't have any turmoil in her heart...... Anyway, there are enough women who like that scumbag.

"I don't know." Sidlifa shook her head blankly.

Medea was silent for a long time, and she also picked up a piece of hand from the side and was stunned for a long time.

"So you don't know." She murmured, and gradually began to smile bitterly.

The two of them kept throwing stones into the water as if they were in water. Sidlifa's landing point is relatively stable, and Medea is almost casually littered, causing messy splashes and ripples everywhere.

"Will it end well?" Sidlifa sighed.

"Not necessarily." Medea said, "A lot of things like this don't end well. ”

"What then?" Sidlifa asked.

"Don't do it." Medea replied.

"Are you willing?" Sidlifa asked.

"What can you do if you are unwilling?" Medea's face sank, "Can I still stop him?" ”

"Why not?" Sidlifa looked at him in amazement.

"Because ......," Medea opened her mouth.

"Because we're not strong enough." Sidlifa gave her the answer, "If you are strong enough, will you be able to keep the head of the regiment by your side?" ”

"Well, of course." Medea smiled, "But if you force him to stay, it's not really love." ”

"So it doesn't work?" Hidlifa was annoyed and threw the stone in her hand into the lake.

"Not necessarily." Medea said, and gradually made a decision in her heart.

Even if he doesn't forgive him afterwards, at least ......

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With this mission completed, the people of the Azure Sword will also start their journey to find the second Hearthfire Island.

During this period, by the way, His Majesty Maya sent a half-elf messenger to Valencia City to report to the Grand Master of the Bull Mercenary Regiment, to the effect that we have exceeded the task by 120%.

As for Roger, the Grand Master of the Bull Mercenary Regiment who is far away in Valencia City. Deslar, after receiving this news, the expression on his face was naturally wonderful.

Okay, I'm just asking you to contact the lower half of the elves to see if we can talk about the alliance...... Why did you integrate and unify the internal separatist forces of the other side by the way in the process of sending the letter?

In any case, this result was indeed a big surprise to the Bull Mercenary Group, and even Deslar could already imagine how angry Ferdinand's face would be.

As for the exclusive business of the Aragon royal family in Lusitania, he certainly heard of it as the Grand Master.

However, these things are not destined to affect the footsteps of the Azure Sword, because they are about to set off from the mainland to the depths of the Atlantic Ocean in the west, in search of traces of a mysterious island.

"More than 5,000 kilometers from the mainland?" Sheila was surprised and said, "Asker, you must know that even from Constantinople to the westernmost point of the continent, where we are, the distance in a straight line is only more than 3,000 kilometers. Not to mention that we have to sail such a long distance at sea! ”

"Actually, it's not that exaggerated." Eleanor reminded her, "First of all, we have Hearthfire Island in hand, and the problem of supply reserves that ordinary ships have with them does not exist for us. ”

"And what about the location?" Sheila asked rhetorically, "There are no references at sea, and we don't have navigators who know the Atlantic Ocean. What if you get lost? What to do if the ship is sunk in a storm? Do we have the spirituality to fly back to the mainland with ancient books? ”

"Not at this stage." Medea smiled and said, "But not necessarily in a month's time. ”

"What do you mean?" Sheila frowned.

"Peggy is already Lv. 19." Asker replied, "In the next month, as long as she completes the conceptualization of her body and the weaving of laws, and crosses the threshold of Lv. 20 as a demigod, she will be able to greatly improve our survival rate overseas. ”