The soft sunlight shines through the early morning mist and shines beside the quiet lake. A few early birds are busy catching insects and making cheerful chirps.

"Mihalu ......" Ulysses looked at the girl sleeping peacefully beside him, feeling even more dazed.

The wrist injury has completely healed, as the after-effects of overuse of magic have disappeared without a trace. After engaging in the kind of behavior that made him guilty but irresistibly indulged in it, everything was restored.

However, this feeling of heaviness in his heart overwhelmed Ulysses. After that confusing love affair with Fei'er, his strength has increased greatly, and his mental power has also increased greatly.

After becoming stronger, he felt that he could already control his ** and would no longer make mistakes. With the increased mental power, he could use stronger magic, and even the terrifying power of the Abyssal Judgment began to be gradually mastered by him.

He became stronger, not only in his body, but also in his heart. He who made a choice in those paths should have had a firmer will and faith. Being able to use the coveted silver healing hand is proof of his growth.

But in fact, it was not what he thought at all, his strength had indeed increased, and he was more comfortable using the abyss to judge guilt than before. But there is no progress in resisting temptation.

When he was courted by Miharu, he didn't have much intention of resisting, and the silver healing hand he used in his panic not only did not accomplish his purpose, but made a more serious mistake. To use the legendary miracle magic like this, I'm afraid it's only a fool like him.

"Mihalu, I ......" Ulysses wanted to apologize to Mihalu, but in fact he had been messing around like before last night, so much so that Mihalu could barely bear his ravage and fainted.

However, Mihalu has obviously been patient, even if his body is a little unbearable, he still keeps showing a cute and happy smile, and accepts everything he has with all his heart.

Such a cute and beautiful expression made Ulysses feel even more that he was being controlled by **, rough and unsympathetic, as if he had lost control and was just greedily asking for Mihalu's body.

"What's the matter, dear, does it still hurt?" I don't know when Mihalu had woken up and looked at Ulysses beside him with satisfied and happy eyes.

"I'm sorry, Mihalu, I ...... last night" Ulysses blushed and looked at Mihalu with a cute expression, he was too rough last night. To ravage Mihalou, who was bent on treating him like that, even he couldn't look at it.

"Last night...... Mihalu's face turned red all of a sudden, but it wasn't because of shyness, but because of happiness.

"Last night was very happy, very happy, Mihalu was very happy. ”

It was a very, very happy time for Mihalou. The person you like is intertwined with your own limbs, feeling the needs of your dear him for herself, giving her body to him, and both of them are happy.

It was definitely not something to be embarrassed about, neither sin nor depravity. For Mihalou, it was a fiery ritual of love, and she liked Ulysses, and Ulysses liked her proof.

However, there was a little bit of intensity later. It seems that she still needs to work on her body and skills more, or find other girls to help out like she did at the last time the Brave Warrior Conference.

"Is that really the case?" Ulysses couldn't comprehend that emotion, he remembered how hard Mihalu had been when he was ravaged by himself, and he didn't think it was happiness in any way.

"It's weird, dear, that's certainly a very, very comfortable thing. Miharu stood up and stretched out in front of the clear water, straightened his messy clothes, and then turned and smiled brightly at Ulysses.

"Because, dear, you're with me. ”

That's right, it's that simple.

Because he likes it, because he loves Ulysses wholeheartedly, as long as the two of them are together, Mihalu will be satisfied and will be happy.

If the two of them are together, no matter where they go or what they fight with, they are happy.

As long as the place where the two are together, it is heaven, and the world without Ulysses, no matter how beautiful and warm it is, is incomplete for Mihalu.

The place where Ulysses is, the world in which she lives, is the place she likes, the world she likes.

"My heart. Miharu pressed his left hand to the position of his heart, then circled a small semicircle with his thumb and forefinger.

"And dear to your heart. ”

Miharu stretched out his right hand and pressed Ulysses' heart to make another semicircle in the same position.

Finally, the two semicircles are placed together by Mihalu to form a lovely "heart" pattern. On the other side of the heart is Ulysses' heart, and on this side, is her own heart.

"We've always been together, no matter where we are, no matter where we go. ”

The sun rises in the east, and the round and chubby body is reflected in Mihalu's fingers, as if it is filled with love as passionate as the whole sun.

Ulysses stared at the heart with the shadow of the sun in the center, and the softest part of his heart was touched.

Perhaps, he still can't understand what love really feels like, or perhaps, he can't fall in love again in this life. But, at least for the moment, he could feel Miharou's full, loving heart.

It is a heart as warm as the sun and as beautiful as a star. This heart is simple and happy, unpolluted by anything, and it is filled with the sweet love of Mihalu.

In the past, he was also so simple and curious to chase the beautiful silver figure, and his heart was full of innocent love. At that time, did he also love Lala like this?

If the tragedy at that time hadn't happened, and he used his own strength to save Yulia, would he still have such a simple and happy heart?

"Look, dear, Sun!" Mihalu lifted his heart in his hand and completely filled the shadow of the sun. With the sun in the palm of her hand, she ran happily on the edge of the beach, smiling happily at Ulysses.

At that moment, the figure of the girl who was smiling happily in the sun and running was forever engraved in Ulysses's heart.

(To be continued)