on the lawn.

Belen was lying on the lawn, his eyes thoughtful, recalling what he had heard from Al at the time.

I couldn't help but feel a strange feeling in my heart, what was the reason why those witches were delaying leaving this city?

Belén guessed a lot of possibilities in his heart, and when he thought about it... Not impossible.

However, this kind of thing should be solved by Al alone.

"Mr. Belen?"

After using her magic to dry her hair, Leia was just about to find a comb to comb her hair when she saw Belen lying on the lawn.

"Huh? Leia, what's wrong? ”

Belen also noticed Leia, who was looking at him curiously.

"I had just dried my hair and was looking for a comb, and then I saw Mr. Belen here, and Mr. Belen really likes to lie here and blow the wind."

Leia ran over with a grin, and his energetic appearance every day made Belen envious, and he wanted to rest all the time.

"Combs? I'll look for it. ”

Belen searched in the storage mage, then took out a wooden comb and handed it to Leia.

"Apart from me, there should be another one in Latisna."

"Okay!"

Leia blinked her big beautiful eyes, and just as she was thinking about getting the comb, her eyes suddenly rolled.

"Mr. Belen, do you brush your hair?"

"Huh?"

Hearing Leia's words, Belen couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then came back to his senses.

"Yes, I've helped Latisi comb before, and I still have some experience in combing my hair."

And not just Latis, he once combed another girl's hair...

"So, can you help me comb my hair?"

Leia smiled and bent down, and her beautiful face immediately approached Belen.

"Absolutely."

Belen nodded, though he couldn't understand why Lea wanted him to help comb her hair.

So, Lea immediately sat down in front of Belen, smiling sideways.

"Comb it!"

Belen nodded, picked up the comb in his hand, and first smoothed Laia's tangled hair with the fingers of his left hand, and then began to comb it with the comb,

Blonde hair, soft and straight, soft to the touch, which is undoubtedly very enviable.

Leia sat in front of Belen, feeling the fingers and combs running through her hair, and her whole body felt a little unnatural.

It was the first time she had been combed by a man, not even her father had done that, and she had only said it for fun to ask Belen to help her comb her hair.

Too... Too sensitive, this feeling.

Leia's whole body stiffened, and from time to time she trembled slightly, she pursed her lips, her body bent slightly, and endured the indescribable feeling.

"That's... Am I combing badly? Don't be patient. ”

seemed to notice Leia's abnormality, and Belen also thought of himself as the reason, after all, he was combing his hair.

"Sort of... Sort of, a little itchy. ”

Leia turned her face sideways, and with a somewhat reluctant smile, she said awkwardly.

"Itchy?"

Belen was stunned when he heard this, he seemed to think of something, this was not the first time in his memory, he thought about it, and then showed an expression of understanding.

So, Belen's fingers used a little force, probably because the touch was too soft, which made Lea feel itchy.

"Hmm..."

A strange sound came out of Laiya's mouth, and she blinked her eyes, a little puzzled, how could she feel more itchy.

"Belen, what are you doing?"

A cold and piercing sound sounded in his ears, Belen was stunned, then turned his head to see a girl in a purple dress walking slowly.

The girl was none other than Al, and because the priest's uniform was torn, she was temporarily wearing the clothes that Belen had bought for her that day, and she still felt that it fitted well.

"I'm brushing Leia's hair."

"I want it too."

"Huh?"

Hearing Al's words, Belen blinked, he looked at the girl in purple in a daze, and only came back to his senses after a moment and looked at the latter strangely.

"Do you want me to help with your hair?"

"Can't you?"

Al looked at Belen coldly, but vaguely, the originally cold and piercing eyes seemed to be a little warmer at the moment, and I don't know why.

"Yes, but don't you want me to treat you like a child?"

For Al's thoughts, Belen has long understood, and he also respects Al's ideas, after all, the current El has also grown to a point.

"It's just a matter of combing your hair, it's not a big deal."

After hearing Belen's words, Al looked a little evasive, but then returned to normal, looking directly into the former's eyes.

"Okay, then."

After a while, Leia finally came out of the feeling, which was so comfortable but too hard to endure that it was so torturous.

Leia stood up, and she walked over to Al's side, and smiled reluctantly.

"Mr. Belen, it's really amazing."

Hearing Leia's words, Al looked at her suspiciously, only feeling a little inexplicable, she walked in front of Belen and sat down.

"Won't you wash your hair first?"

"Who said you can only comb your hair after washing it?"

Al glanced coldly at Belen.

"Well..."

Seeing Al's appearance, Belen also felt very helpless, how could he feel that Al hadn't given him a good look recently.

When Belen's fingers touched Al's black hair, Al's eyes widened slightly, her small mouth opened slightly, and it seemed that a sound was stuck in her throat, and she gritted her teeth and endured it.

The feeling of numbness came from nowhere, the whole body became numb, the delicate body trembled slightly, and then turned his face sideways, and a blue-purple pupil looked at Belen viciously.

"You did it on purpose!"

"What... What deliberately? ”

Belen was also stunned, he looked at Al suspiciously, what's wrong with this kid?

Seeing that Belen didn't understand at all, Al snorted coldly and turned his head, it seemed that Belen was unconscious.

Why do you feel this way just by combing your hair? I didn't have it when I was young, is it because I grew up, or because of something else?

And at this moment, Al suddenly remembered what Leia said when he left, indeed, with such a special ability to comb hair, Belen is indeed very powerful!

This feeling...

It's worse than being blown up by that blasting magic array! But at the same time, the hair feels very comfortable, and the movements are very gentle, but what is the torturous feeling?!

At this time, how can you escape?!

Al was sure in his heart, then pursed his lips and put his hands on his thighs, as if he was enduring something, this is just combing his hair!

After a long while, the combing of the hair finally ended, and this "unbearable torture" was truly amazing.

Al's body seemed to be a little weak, and she couldn't use her strength, she rested for a while before slowly standing up, glanced at Belen with a cold gaze, and left with a cold snort.

However, Belen didn't know what was going on at all, and he scratched his cheek in confusion, perhaps, he wasn't suitable for combing his hair?