On the shores of Lake Turkana, the moonlight is shining and the night is misty.

Such a beautiful environment is more suitable for doing some poetic things, such as singing to the moon, such as boating on the lake, such as finding a beautiful woman to talk about love or something. Rhaegar wanted to think about the third 'like', but unfortunately couldn't find a chance. At the previous meeting, after explaining the circumstances of the operation, Zatanna discussed the details of the operation with the leader of the resistance fighters and the indigenous chieftain. Rhaegar, who has no task for the time being, can only come to the lake alone to take a walk to pass the time or something. Depressed and bored, he simply emptied his head, lay down on a small lawn, and closed his eyes in a daze.

As a result, I stayed for hours and didn't even eat dinner. He didn't open his eyes until he heard the sound of gentle approaching footsteps.

It was none other than Zatana, who had made his heart flutter.

"Mr. Lei, I didn't see you in the camp, I thought you left!" Zatanna whispered.

"How so!" Rhaegar quickly responded, and at the same time stood up from the ground, "I promised to help you, so naturally I won't just leave......"

Before he could finish speaking, he noticed that Zatana was still holding a plate with a cup of camel milk and a sandwich on it.

"I thought you'd be uncomfortable with being a bodyguard." Zatanna said. Noticing that Rhaegar was looking at the plate she had brought, she smiled lightly and handed it over. "I'm guessing you're a little hungry right now."

"Thanks, I'm really hungry." Rhaegar took the plate and ate it in front of the other man. His gobbling up of words drew another laugh from Zatanna.

After eating the sandwich that he brought all the way from the United States, he drank the original local camel milk, and gently put the plate and cup on the lawn at the same time, he picked up the topic just now: "As for the guards you said, I can protect you all the way, and when you are a knight, how can I not be satisfied." That's my pleasure. ”

Hearing this, Zatanna laughed again. She looked at Rhaegar with a strange gaze, and Rhaegar couldn't read what it meant for a while, so she could only respond with a smirk. As a result, Zatanna put away her smile, and then said softly: "Mr. Lei, you usually like this to please women?" ”

"I don't do that very often." Rhaegar shook his head slowly, "And...... I didn't please you either. I really feel honored. ”

Rhaegar is tasked with keeping up with Zatanna and protecting her as she tries to analyze and debunk the witchcraft contagion. "Honor" may not be enough, but that's exactly what Rhaegar was looking forward to. Even if he wasn't assigned that way, Rhaegar would have done so.

Zatanna looked into Rhaegar in the eye and made eye contact with him. Just when Rhaegar was a little overwhelmed by what she could do, she suddenly said, "Don't you have anything to tell me?" ”

Rhaegar was stunned for a moment: "What are you referring to......"

Then he reacted, and was a little caught off guard for a while: "You, you know?" ”

Seeing him like this, Zatana chuckled.

"Yes, Rhaeggar, I see."

"You! Okay, you're actually playing with me?! Rhaegar shouted as he pointed at the other.

"I just tried it, hehehe, I didn't expect it to feel good......"

The few times before, Zatana was just an intellectual smile, but now it has become a hearty laugh. Rhaegar was still a little embarrassed, more crying and laughing, but after seeing Zatanna so happy, the previous ones were gone, and he laughed contentedly.

Then two "Are you okay this time" sounded at the same time, the same words, the same tone of concern and expectation, the two looked at each other and smiled, and then began the first chat after a few months of separation. Rhaegar spoke of his experiences over the past few months, almost as much as he could remember, with little reservation, as Zatana asked him about it. And in exchange, he asked Zatana a lot of questions. But he asked more than just what Zatanna had encountered in the past few months, as well as some of Zatanna's older memories, and even more personal questions about Zatana. Like what......

“…… If I had told you that the black pattern on the mask alone cost $30,000, you wouldn't have thought the total price of $300,000 was too exaggerated. By the way, what do you think of a black stroke with silver on a base? What color do you like? Judging by what you're wearing, should it be black? ”

“…… So even if you carried that girl on your back and hung one hand on the outer wall of that building, it wasn't too uncomfortable. But it might not be the same for you. By the way, how much do you weigh? ”

“…… What type of songs do you like? ”

“…… What do you like to eat? ”

Presumably because she found it easier to chat with Rhaegar, Zatanna didn't pay attention at first, and answered those questions casually. She didn't react until later, and then looked at Rhaegar with a smile. Rhaegar wasn't embarrassed about that. He just wanted to know, so he kept asking. Zatanna did not refuse to answer, but responded generously, occasionally asking a few rhetorical questions. Gradually, the two people, who had only known each other a few months ago, became unexpectedly familiar in this kind of exchange, almost like old friends.

But that's all there is to it, and it's always done. Fortunately, both parties enjoyed the heart-to-heart chat and never thought of stopping. During this time, Rhaegar also pulled Zatana to sit down, and the two of them lay on the lawn about three fists apart, looking at the moon and continuing to chat, chatting......

This is what should be done in such a moonlight and such a night! It's just that the two of them enjoyed it too much and didn't notice an abnormal ripple on the surface of the lake not far from Lake Turkana.

After a few more minutes, the distance between the three fists had shrunk to one, and the posture that had been looking at the moon had also changed to lying on its side and looking at each other. The topic has gone further from the previous personal preferences, becoming more private, and only very trusting people will discuss their respective superpowers and the problems encountered in superpowers. Zatanna says that she doesn't dare to use a lot of magic for fear of losing control, and Rhaegar tells her that he can't enter the 'soul' state since 'restoring' his own body.

"Of course I'm happier to be myself, but I just think it's a pity that I can't walk through the secret in my 'soul' form and not be able to enhance my physique."

Hearing Rhaegar sigh and say this, Zatana did not respond immediately, but looked into Rhaegar eyes, as if thinking about something, and suddenly stood up.

"Get up." She whispered, "Put your hand on this." ”

With that, she held out her right hand, palm up.

Rhaegar didn't know what she wanted to do. It didn't matter, he still stretched out his right hand in the same way, palm down, on top of her green jade hand.

"Close your eyes." Zatanna said.

A pale cyan glow lit up from Zatanna's body, covering the surface of her body. It was the glow of the magic she had unleashed with a whispered spell. Then a bright light also appeared on the surface of Rhaegar's body, but it was not Zatana's pale blue ** magic light, but the azure blue of the once Rhaegar's 'soul' form!

Rhaegar, who had already closed his eyes, didn't know that the pale cyan and azure colors began to change from the palm of their right hand that fit up and down, blending with each other, and soon merged into one, becoming a translucent cyan blue that did not distinguish between each other.