Chapter 90: You're Dead
"Whew."
In the room, Fiora was sitting in front of the desk writing a report, Miss Inquisitor was generally dressed coolly in the room, basically dressed in a vest and shorts, her black hair was tied into a refreshing ponytail, exuding a girl's unique youthful atmosphere.
After Fio stretched his waist, he lay on the table with a lazy appearance, but he was thinking about someone's smiling face, it seemed that it had been a long time since he said goodbye last time, and he didn't know what he was doing.
"Fi, Ola, Fiora."
Just when she was thinking out of her mind, she suddenly heard someone calling her name, and Miss Inquisitor was slightly stunned, could it be that she was hallucinating, why did she hear his voice in an instant when she remembered it.
Fiora soon realized that this was not a hallucination, and she looked at the window, and saw the guy lying on her windowsill just like she had seen in the confinement cell.
"Yo, missed me?"
In an instant, he said teasing words, and he actually missed Fiora a little, but he couldn't say it clearly.
"Well, I was thinking about you just now."
Fiora walked to the window, opened the two windows inward, and whispered her thoughts in her mouth, so blunt that she almost fell off the windowsill for a moment, and her heart fluttered.
Seeing that Fiora had stretched out her hand to him, she also held the soft palm of her hand and let her pull herself into the room, the furnishings in the room were still as simple as ever, except that there was a hanger hanging on the closet, and on the hanger was the dress that she had picked out for her when we went shopping together last time, but looking at their new appearance, I knew that Miss Inquisitor hadn't worn it much.
"You..."
As soon as he wanted to speak, he caught a glimpse of a black blue on the left corner of Fiora's mouth, which was obviously a mark of being beaten, and this scar made his face instantly cold.
"Who's hitting."
Instantly put his hand on Fiora's cheek, the other party did not avoid it, his thumb lightly scratched the dark green place, and a wave of anger burned in his heart, and he had a good temper in an instant, which can be seen in daily life, and he was occasionally bullied by Rota and laughed off, but now he is really angry, and he has been angry for the first time since he was picked up by Rota.
"A drunk."
Fiora didn't mean to hide it, she briefly explained the general situation, it was late when she came back from the mission yesterday, and she bumped into a drunk man on the street, and the other party seemed to be an adventurer, and she gave a punch regardless of who Fiora was.
"You didn't call back?"
Momentarily frowned and asked, Fiora is the person he likes, how can he endure being bullied by the person he likes, but there are many adventurers in Huttonmar, and it is very difficult to find out.
"No, if you hit it, you'll be locked up, anyway, it's a skin injury."
Fiora's hand was held down for a moment, and although it was not uncomfortable to be pressed against her face by the warm palm that had been being held, she felt that her face was getting hotter and hotter, and it might be better to remove it.
"You're going to be locked up for self-defense?"
Momentarily asked suspiciously, the last time Fiora was locked up was because the deputy captain of the wingman secretly helped, he didn't think that the rules of the church would be so strict.
"No, if I had done it, that person would probably be disabled."
Fiora replied honestly, but in an instant she was angry and wanted to laugh, and the anger in her heart was dispelled.
"It wasn't against me last time, it just didn't go on."
Shaking his head and smiling, he was a little glad that he hadn't been beaten the last time he bullied Fiora, and if he continued to be beaten, he would probably be bedridden.
"If you're locked up and confined, you won't be able to see me when you come to me."
Fiora was noncommittal, just continued to speak in her heart, and as soon as she finished speaking, she found that her body was taken into her arms, and she hugged her tightly in an instant and did not let go, which made her a little overwhelmed.
Now I just want to hold this God-given treasure well, what a lovely girl, what a wise choice to approach her at the beginning, Fiora opened her mouth several times to say something, but gave up again, and was quietly held by him.
"I'm sorry, I'm so excited, I just thought it was really nice to get to know you."
After a long time, Fiora was let go, and he regained his former composure, and sat down on the edge of the bed with Fiora and began to tell about his experiences of the past few days, and Miss Inquisitor listened quietly, and every now and then she made an oh, ahh
"Take care of yourself."
Standing on the windowsill for a moment, he looked at Fiora for the last time and said softly, and the other party also nodded slightly, watching him jump down and leave under the cover of night.
After leaving the church in an instant, he didn't go back to the hotel directly, but went to the Moonlight Tavern to drink alone, he didn't like to drink very much, but he didn't know how to drink, and he only came to drink a few drinks today when he was in a somewhat complicated mood.
"What's wrong, are you in a bad mood?"
In an instant, when he drank the third glass, a white palm pressed against the rim of the cup to prevent him from continuing to drink, and the tavern lady sat down next to him at some point.
"It's not bad, it's just that the person you like is bullied and can't do anything about it, and you're upset."
Instantly, he glanced at Sothia and smiled, casually stating the reason why he was drinking.
"You're going to be serious, too."
Sosia looked at her curiously, at this time he seemed extremely calm, usually Sosia saw the moment she was giggling and not serious, and always teasing her, but now this is not bad, the melancholy temperament is much better than the usual playboy appearance, which is a little fascinating.
There was silence for a moment and was about to check out and leave, but suddenly he heard a noisy voice from the corner of the hall, it seemed that several people were drunk and were loudly bragging about their experience, which is a normal thing in a tavern, but the words of one of them made the half drunk in his body sober up instantly.
"You know, yesterday I beat up a church man, and a person from the Inquisition!"