"Now that Charles is injured, even if you win, it will be a victory, it is better to wait for Charles to heal, and then you agree to fight, and I will be here as a notary to notarize for you." Moslian said, looking at the open wound on Charles' back.

Hearing his words, Momoli was still staring at them indifferently, and Moslian was ready to flee with Charles.

He was familiar with the roads in the village, and there were some secret passages where even knights who mastered magic could not catch up with them.

"Okay." As he spoke, Mo Moli put away the flying blade.

Moslian breathed a sigh of relief, but he was still vigilant in his heart, afraid that the goods would riot and kill people, for the Imperial Knights, killing one or two civilians was quite simple and would not be punished much.

"Momoli, you'd better not make a move on Moslian, or I'll kill you!" As Charles turned his back, he let out a cruel word.

It was this cruel sentence that made Demoslian regard her as a true friend.

The reason why I approached Charles before was not entirely moved by her beauty, and in this kind of war years, marrying such a beautiful wife was mostly a tragedy in the end.

Moslian is surprisingly sober these days, he knows what he wants, what he should do now, and becoming a knight is not a dream but a goal.

Only when you have the power and official position can you get more things, learn more things, and gain a foothold in this magical world.

"Shhhh You'd better take care of yourself first. Momoli glanced at Moslian with disgust.

Moslian could even see the killing intent in the other party's eyes, which made him a little strange, wasn't Momoli Shire's enemy, why did he dislike him because of this.

Don't......

Moslian thought of something that made people blush, if Momoli really liked Charles, then why he was so hostile to him, it was clear.

Helped Charles into the house, and by this time Charles was already a little blurry because of the excessive bleeding.

Moslian didn't care about that, and took off Charles' shirt and untied her breasts behind her back.

Charles's wound was on his back, a diagonal wound that nearly split half of his back, from his shoulder to his underarm ribs.

Although the girl in front of her was tempting, Moslian still held back his restless lust and carefully bandaged Charles' wounds.

Compared to the imaginary breasts, Moslian tried not to look at her sensitive areas, and Charles, who was still somewhat conscious, covered the embarrassing part with his left hand, which did not affect the wound, but this was even more tempting.

"Get out of the way and let me help." Mo Moli in the distance finally couldn't help but step forward.

Moslian glanced at Momoli, then at Shire, a little hesitant.

"It's okay, let her come." At this moment, Charles also spoke with a slightly red face.

Since Charles said it, of course, Moslian didn't insist anymore, turned his back, and handed over the herbs to Mo Moli by the way.

"This is a herb to stop bleeding, and it is applied in a circle when bandaging the wound, this is a disinfectant herb that needs to be used when treating the wound, and this ......"

Moslian said the effects of several herbs in one breath, but what he didn't expect was that Mo Moli also listened carefully, without any troublesome movements.

"I'm just outside, you can ask me if you don't understand anything." After explaining everything, Moslian walked out the door.

With the attitude of the relationship between the two, Mo Moli should not do anything to Charles, but just in case, he still put Charles's sword in front of her when he left.

The wound was bandaged very slowly, and Momoli only asked him once how to bandage the wound halfway, and ignored him the rest of the time.

Until nightfall, it was time for Moslian to return to the monastery.

Finally, after waiting for another half an hour, Mo Moli walked out of the room, and at this time her attitude was finally a little better, at least without the killing intent at the beginning.

"Then the Charles will be left to your care, and I must go back first, or I will be taught a lesson by Sister Ravel again." With that, Moslian was about to slip away.

This time, Momoli did not stop him, and after leaving here in fear, Moslian, who returned to the monastery along the path, was caught by Sister Ravel when he entered the back door of the convent.

After being severely lectured, he was imprisoned in a small black room, and although Moslian protested, it was completely useless.

He knew that Lovell was for his good, but if he lived so carefully, nothing would change at all, and he wanted to change how to do it without taking some risks.

At night, just as Moslian was about to go to bed, he suddenly found a figure standing in front of his bed.

From the gloomy moonlight, Moslian faintly saw a pair of fox ears.

"Momoli, are you going to kill me again, is it really good to spend so much effort on dealing with me as a civilian?"

Mo Moli, who was guessed to be identified, was not nervous, and the dagger slowly rested on Moslian's neck.

"If you dare to approach Charles again, the next time you are at this time, you will already be a cold corpse."

Upon getting closer, Moslian saw Momoli's red eyes, and the moonlight shining through the railing of the small window reflected her cold face.

"If Charles knew, he would definitely not thank you for doing these things for her, it turns out that you like someone, and the expression is like this, then it is too miserable to be liked by you." Moslian first said regretfully, "Don't worry, I'm not interested in playing with my own life, I will stay away from the Charr in the future." ”

Moslian wasn't joking in the latter sentence, he wasn't interested in putting his life on the line to pick up girls.

What strength and what to do, Moseley is full of B numbers.

"You'd better do what you say." After leaving these words, Mo Moli disappeared in place, and no one knew how she got in.

After Momoli left, Moslian lay on the bed, thinking about his next steps.

Originally, there was no such thing as Mo Moli, and things were still going well, but the appearance of Mo Moli was not completely without benefits, at least it warmed up his relationship with Charles.

The next step should be to improve the strength, it is better to seek others than to seek yourself, and the realization of many plans is inseparable from its own hard power.

"The mission is opened, and it is recognized by Momoli, and the task rewards 5000 experience, the main weapon *1, and the mission difficulty C."

At this moment, the voice appeared in Moslian's head, and all his personal attributes came out.

Except for the agility column of three, the other strengths, intelligence, etc. are basically one to two.

Surprisingly, Moslian felt that this thing was not strange, but had a familiar feeling, and in obedience to this feeling, he accepted this inexplicable task without the slightest strange reaction at all.