"Yes. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" I replied briefly.

This time Sylvia was a little surprised, "It's so easy to agree?" Or are you not that serious about promises? ”

"I do owe you something, and you can ask me to make amends in other things." I looked her in the eye, "What do you want?" ”

"You've taken out the gift I wanted most. Guess what? She didn't answer directly, and turned her head away from my gaze, "Don't use mind reading!" ”

In fact, in the face of such a problem, the effect of using mind reading is far less than that of prophecy, because women often have confused thinking and often do not know what they want specifically. And in that prophetic dream, I already knew her character and habits.

"I owe you a promise, so I'll replace it with another promise, okay?" I said solemnly and earnestly, "In this way, I will not use any witchcraft on you unless I have your permission. ”

Sylvia looked at me with some surprise, squinted her eyes and thought for a moment, and asked, "Well, this is indeed one of the things I want, but I think it's a very excessive request." Have you really thought about it? ”

"Of course, I don't want to be in front of you as a wizard. To you, I'm just a man, your husband. ”

"Then did you know that even within the family, when there is a disagreement, we Fenris have to solve it with our fists?"

"It's normal, and it's the same with us at Sogan. We are not a civilized nation. ”

"I won't let you go to my bed until I like you. But if you can subdue me, I'll admit it. Even so, you're going to give up witchcraft? ”

Although this was expected, I didn't expect her to say it so generously, so I couldn't help but be a little stunned. In fact, even if she was willing, she still had to resist when she went to bed, which made my future life often full of various forms of martial arts, and winning or losing to decide the question of whether she was up or down - but the first time she really had to be defeated.

Then I said, "I'm not as weak as you think, I'm also a warrior, at least, I still have the strength to bring down a woman." ”

I thought that this provocative remark would immediately cause her to react like a fur, but she leaned over without care, put her arm around my shoulder again, and asked with a smile: "Then the woman before you was also raped?" ”

"No, I got her drunk."

Seeing a sarcastic smile on her face, I added, "It's wolf mead, and ordinary spirits can't get a Valhalla woman drunk." And the mead was won by wrestling with wild wolves. ”

"How is this possible? You've used witchcraft, haven't you? ”

"That's nature, they can't see it anyway."

"So at the end of the day, you still have to rely on witchcraft, don't you?"

"You're not a wolf."

"Okay, and then what?"

"What? Then we were forced to separate. ”

"It's a shame." Sylvia tried to make a solemn appearance, but apparently unsuccessful, "Did you swear to her that you would never like another woman?" Even if you forgot her name, you still keep your vows? ”

When I finally talked about it again, I thought she really wouldn't care. I sighed, "Oaths can only restrain behavior, but they cannot imprison feelings. I vowed at the time that I would never say the word 'like' to another woman. I have engraved my oath in the depths of my soul with psionic energy, and if I break my vow, there is a danger that my vows will be eaten up by my psionic energy. ”

"Oh......" Sylvia said, "Looks ...... Seem...... You swore in low Gothic, right? If you change the language......"

"Yes, it is, the oath has a big hole and can be easily bypassed, but ...... What's the point of that? You just need to know that I ...... "I still can't say that word directly to her, so I have to try to express it in sign language, but the tactical sign language used among soldiers cannot be used to express feelings, there is no word "like" in it, and finally I have to point to the scar on my forehead and explain: "You are very important to me, it is worth my hard work." ”

She turned her head, "Hmph, there are so many people who are willing to work hard for me!" If I had relaxed the requirements, it wouldn't have been your turn. ”

"For example?" I leaned over and put my arms around her waist. It seemed like a very novel topic, and in the ten years of her dreams, she had never told me about the men she had been with, and I didn't even know there were.

"Hmm...... For example, when I was fourteen years old, I was still in Fenris, and there were frequent wars between the tribes. I was taken captive in one of the battles...... Now that I think about it, that guy seems pretty good, young, strong, a head taller than me, with thunderwolf-like hair and beard...... You know, being robbed is the normal way for many, arguably most, Fenris women to marry, if nothing else......"

"You're going to kill him, aren't you?" I've already guessed the ending.

"yes, he drank a lot of wine and didn't pay much attention to me, and then I resisted a little more violently and accidentally broke his neck. It's a pity. ”

I really tried my best -- and I literally gave it up.

Although I guessed the ending, I couldn't help but feel a little trembling, and at the same time I was full of emotion for the fate of the Fenris men, who had to face mortal danger from women in bed after surviving the tests of the cold, fierce beasts, and natural disasters!

"It's a shame......," I echoed with a playful smile.

Sylvia turned her face to look at me, and seeing that there was no change in her mood, she added, "There are more regrets." I once met a nobleman, a young man from a family of intergalactic merchants, a true imperial elite, driving a large trading ship almost the size of a battleship. We had a great time together. He invited me to be his captain and proposed to me as a gift from his family heirloom...... Well, that's it......"

She pointed to the sword that had been placed beside us, the well-made and powerful master-level power sword.

The guys who can engage in interstellar trade are undoubtedly nobles among nobles, much more high-end than ordinary nobles whose power is only limited to the surface of the planet, and the history of many of their families can even be traced back to the ancient imperial era, they hold wealth and power unimaginable to the lower classes, and the value of a spaceship alone may be worth decades or even hundreds of years of production on a planet.

My life has nothing to do with that kind of person, and just the information I received from hearsay made me understand that I was not comparable to them.

It seems that only this kind of person can have a master-level weapon that is out of reach for many Space Marines.

The current situation seems to be that Sylvia accepts the gift but rejects his proposal.

"Let me guess, is he well-mannered, handsome, well-behaved, elegant, knowledgeable, and has no shortcomings other than being very good at fighting?"

"Hearing you say that, it feels like that's what he really is. How's it going, are you feeling stressed? Sylvia asked rhetorically.

Well, it's really stressful. I happily admitted, and then said, "You don't like to fly trade ships, do you?" All you like is a battleship. ”

That's true, but it's not just about that. Most importantly, in the eyes of us Fenris, weapons are more important than women, and it is a shame to give them out to please women, so ......" she paused to meet my gaze, "remember when we first met?" Your attention is only on the sword, and you seem to be completely dismissive of me, although it was annoying at the time, but from the perspective of the Fenris, it is normal. ”

Many times, people have conflicts, not because of conflicts of interests, but simply because of differences in living habits...... Besides, that sword isn't your own?

Come to think of it, a high-ranking member of a noble aristocratic family should not be sent to a cold bench position like a transport ship, where there is little hope of promotion.

However, what a blessing! That hapless Fenris was just a joke in small talk, and that hapless merchant aristocrat was an out-and-out formidable enemy, basically an insoluble existence to me, and to a certain extent more terrifying than a high demon.

A thought came to me for no reason, and I felt that I might meet that person in the future, and most likely before I got married, even though he didn't exist in my previous prophecy. It's just intuition, and the old adage that whatever you fear, you come with it.

I stared at Sylvia's side face, calculating the odds of losing the prey in the future, and then I made a decision.

Instead of worrying about losing in the future, it's better to eat it as soon as possible, when she is obese, old, and a child, who else will come to beat her idea?

I grabbed her waist hard and pressed my other hand on her shoulder, trying to push her down on the table.