The red sun is skewed, and the dusk is beginning to fall.

The breeze floats in the yard, tickling the hair.

I sat cross-legged in the courtyard full of young grass, sniffing the scent of the young grass while flipping through a hardcover illustrated book on my lap.

In the picture book, there are lifelike ink paintings depicted with magic, in which the giant python covered in earthy yellow opens its huge mouth and shows a pair of sharp fangs, staring at it.

Later, it closed its huge mouth again, and a pair of red eyes still stared ahead, its eyes fierce and cold, as if it could penetrate the drawing paper and shoot directly into the heart.

In the blank space on the right side of the picture, there are hundreds of small characters, from top to bottom, sorted in a good manner, describing the general characteristics of the earthy yellow python.

"Sand python" I recited every word softly, and tried to memorize them in my heart: "The monsters on the twenty-second floor of the dungeon, all five to seven meters long, have a whole body of earth yellow, and a layer of sand and earth carapace attached to the outer layer, which is relatively hard, and the inside of the carapace is earthy yellow, and the skin with mucus is relatively smooth, not easy to catch, its fangs are poisonous, the toxin is very strong, once it is injected, it can be fatal within five minutes, but it can be purified, it is recommended that the number of priests in the team should not be less than one." ”

"It turns out that the toxins of the sand python can also be purified, and compared to the carrion puppet, it is simply weak."

Thinking back to the last time I was almost killed by the poison of the carrion puppet, I said with a palpitation.

"The characteristics of the sand python, when the sand python launches different attacks, the characteristics are also different, before the spit attack, the sand python will tilt its head back, before the fangs attack, the sand python will press its head down, before the impact attack, the sand python will retreat half a meter successively......"

"That's detailed," I muttered.

While comparing the dynamic diagram and reading the text next to it, I had a general understanding of the monster of the sand python.

At this moment, there was a sound of the door sliding behind him, and when he looked back, it was Emily.

Like a fairy, she walked in with an indifferent face, and sat down slowly beside me, her legs together on one side, her soft body resting on my left arm, and then, she exhaled lightly, her face was tired, and her eyes were on the picture of the sand python repeating the same action, and watched quietly.

"How many fights with Achilles?" I asked.

"Two," Emily said softly.

"Is he awesome?" I asked again.

"Hmm," Emily replied, exhaling lightly, "Lost both." ”

"It's normal," I comforted, "Although you are one of the strongest people of the younger generation, Achilles is the squire of the legendary hero, one of the strongest people in that period, and his strength is equivalent to the current national strength, how can he be defeated by a yellow-haired girl like you." ”

"I'm older than you," Emily said lightly.

"Yes, you're older than me, only a few months older," I grinned, "Actually, it's not bad." ”

She didn't say anything more, still quietly pillowed on my shoulder, and the beautiful eyes that were originally staring at the picture slowly closed.

"Tired," I said.

She snorted as if she hadn't done anything, and soon there was a soft snoring.

Gazing at the beautiful girl who had fallen asleep quietly because of her tiredness, I smiled slightly, turned my head, and continued to look at the album, but the movement of turning the book was more gentle.

Dusk has arrived, and the evening breeze is blowing.

Moonlight City is warm during the day, but after dusk, it is slightly cool.

I was afraid that Emily would get cold, so I gently picked her up and walked back to the back hall.

In the hall, the men sat on the sofas and talked loudly, and the women gathered together to talk about each other.

In the kitchen, there is constantly the sound of ping-pong shovels and iron pots, this sound is very special, crisp, and rhythmic, as soon as you hear it, you know that it is the proprietress who is in charge.

Cagalli had a hint of envy in her eyes when she saw me hugging Emily, not Emily, but me—she wanted to hug her goddess like I did.

Gently put Emily on the couch, took another blanket, covered her, and then returned to the courtyard, picking up the picture books scattered on the ground.

After Yura read it, she was a little distressed and a little surprised, and said, "Really, how can such an important book be littered." ”

I didn't squeak, pursed my lips, held the book, sat down on the couch, and continued to read.

Yura leaned over, looked at it a few times, and asked, "Are you really going to brush the sand python?" ”

"yes, if you don't brush it, why should I watch it?"

"Although the sand python and the sand scorpion are of the same level, the two are not the same thing," Yula said: "The carapace of the sand python is much tougher than that of the sand scorpion, and the leather under its shell is also attached to a layer of slime, which is very smooth, and many sharp weapons such as swords are not used with it." ”

"I'm not going to go alone," I turned to her, "besides, aren't there you magicians, you can attack it with magic, no matter how powerful the slime is, it won't be an opponent of magic." ”

"Well, you're right," Yura nodded, then shook her head again, "But it's not absolute, its sandstone shell has a certain buffer against magic, and it needs a physical attack to destroy." ”

"I'm the one for the physical attack," I pointed to my nose and said, "When the time comes, you only need to be responsible for the magic attack, and as for protection, you will have to rely on Godot." ”

"Huh?" Godot raised his eyelids, looked at me ambiguously, and said, "Captain, something?" ”

"No, no," I shook my head.

"I think I heard you just calling my name?" Godot still didn't give up, said.

"You heard it wrong, yes, you must be hallucinating," I said, "It seems that you have been working hard lately, so after eating, you should rest early." ”

Godot scratched his chin suspiciously, and Billy, who was lying on his lap, had an angry expression and shouted: "Xiao Yi, what do you mean, why is Godot so hard?" ”

I glanced at him, grinned, and said, "I'm sorry, I made a mistake, it should be you who worked hard." ”

Billy rose to his feet and cried out to die with me.

Godot stops Billy with a look of charm.

Ever since the last time Achilles was hospitalized for eating fish, I've been feeling guilty and embarrassed to see him.

Today is the fourth day since I've returned to Moonlight City, but I still can't make up my mind to meet him.

Hey, it's all my fault, what white fish I asked him to eat, causing him to lie in the hospital for several days, vomiting and diarrhea, and that's not the reason I'm most embarrassed to see him.

The real reason why I am most embarrassed to see him is that he is a heroic figure, in the past few days of food poisoning, not only vomiting and diarrhea, but also unable to move, so he can only be forced to let the weak elf nurse help take care of him.

Although the elf nurse has been accustomed to cleaning up the filth, bathing and changing clothes, this does not mean that the heroic squire Achilles has the consciousness of being served, he has always shown the image of a tough guy, which is good, not only the ugliness is exhausted, but even the body is seen by many elf nurses.

The most terrifying thing is that you have to be touched by these nurses.

Achilles was so ashamed and angry that he wanted to die several times.