"Winnie, are you asleep?"

Lance's inquiry broke the darkness in the room. The www.biquge.info is late at night, and I can only hear the "cuckoo" sound of the cuckoo outside the window. Moonlight poured in through the window, imprinting a silvery-white outline on the floor.

The candlestick on the windowsill, the once burning candle had been extinguished, and the pitch-black wick was condensed by the cold moonlight. Everything was supposed to be asleep.

But because of Lance's question, a deep breath came from the other corner of the silent room, where there was only the sound of steady breathing.

"Nope. Lance, what's wrong?" Veronica replied in a gentle tone.

At this time, Lance, who was sleeping on a "bed" made of three chairs, was looking at the ceiling above him.

"Winnie, why didn't you fall asleep?"

"Hmm...... I'm thinking about things. ”

"What do you want?"

Veronica sighed heavily and said, "I'm thinking about what Grandpa told me. Tomorrow I will go to see Eve and the Duke. I'm wondering how I can open my mouth and successfully help Menice get reinforcements. ”

Lance turned over and looked in the direction of Veronica, but could only see Veronica's dark figure over there: "Don't worry, meet tomorrow, if you have the chance, I'll help you out." I believe that there must be a way before the car reaches the mountain, and there must be a way to get reinforcements. I promise!"

"Thank you, Lance. It's enough for you to have this heart. ”

Veronica didn't tell her heart. Because she knew about asking for reinforcements, she couldn't think of a 100% solution now. How can Lance, who is new to this world, help?

However, hearing Lance's promise, Veronica's originally heavy and suppressed heart also warmed up a lot.

Veronica, who was lying on the bed, also rolled over and looked at the darkness in the direction of Lance.

"Don't talk about me. Lance, why can't you sleep? What are you thinking?"

In fact, Lance himself can't sleep now. It's not because of the excitement or shyness of being alone with Veronica. But whenever Lance lies down quietly, the events of the past few days are vivid.

Lance's own mind kept recalling it, only to realize how dangerous and lucky he was in the situation he had been all the way before. But in retrospect, it seems that everything seems so coincidental. It seems that every danger is a life of death, but he escapes death every time.

"Winnie. Lance sighed and asked, "Can you tell me what kind of person I am now?"

"Well, Lance, why do you ask?" Veronica's upturned tone explained her confusion, "What kind of person are you? What do you mean?"

"I sometimes wonder if I'm really a piece of shit, someone who can't really protect you and Roxani. ”

"Lance, why are you talking about yourself!"

As she spoke, Veronica, who was a little dissatisfied, sat up from the bed, looked at Lance lying in the darkness on the other side, and said:

"Why haven't you protected me these days? And not only did you protect me, but you almost took your own life. We've only known each other for less than a week, but I feel like you're the most secure person besides my grandfather. As long as you are by my side, I will not be afraid of any danger......"

Speaking of this, Veronica suddenly realized that something was not right. How excited was he and said all the words in his heart. For a moment, the shy flush on Veronica's face was revealed again. For Veronica, what she just said was too ambiguous.

"I'm just thinking about ......" Lance didn't notice this, he just continued to echo in his head about what had happened these days:

"If you hadn't met Loni in a cage when facing the Undead Apprentice, or if you hadn't noticed that I was subdued by the Dark Blade Demon, or if I had duel with Bloodfist Rugel without the Elven Prince Salotu and Princess Anvile passing by, or if Grandpa André hadn't shown up when I was captured by the Banshee. Will I be able to get out of those dangers?"

Speaking of this, Lance's voice trembled a little:

"Even today, you were bullied by hooligans, and I relied on Ronnie's dragon fire to save you from hooligans. Now that I think about it, I have always relied on others, and I am not a capable person. Even though all the signs on me tell me that I used to be a good swordsman. But now I can't do anything because of my amnesia. I sometimes think I might be taking myself too seriously. In fact, I am nothing in this world, just a burden. ”

"Do you really think that about yourself?" Veronica's originally angry tone became a little disappointed after listening. She sat up, leaning against the cold, biting wall. Holding his legs in both hands, he sighed and said:

"Then you're disappointing me!"

Veronica looked at the bright moonlight outside the window, and said in a soft and reminiscent tone:

"I can tell you that you are frustrating why you can't handle those dangers on your own. There is even a bit of a smack of personal heroism. But, Lance, don't forget, even the best heroes will not achieve anything without the help of others. Yes, maybe you don't have good swordsmanship, maybe you don't know magic, but it's all superficial. What helped you and me get out of danger along the way was not your external skills, but your righteous and kind heart, and your persistence in never giving up hope. Our escape along the way is inseparable from the help of others, but it is also inseparable from your hard work. Without you, we wouldn't even have a chance to be saved. ”

"Winnie......" Lance was also speechless at this time. It seems that what I just said was really too hypocritical. It's all amnesia, and I'm too much looking for a strong sense of existence.

Veronica continued, "I'm sure you've seen my grandfather and his men fight. I know them well. No matter how strong my grandfather's swordsmanship is, he can't beat three warriors alone. Not to mention Quincy, who sometimes struggled to go it alone. But when a few of them form a team, even if it's 2 to 6, 3 to 9, 4 to 12, it's not a problem. Do you see what I mean?"

Veronica paused for a moment and continued:

"Tell me about you. You think so now. If it weren't for you're desperate to get the broken sword, would Her Royal Highness the Princess, who was locked in a cage, be able to escape by herself? If you hadn't attracted the attention of the Dark Sword Demon, would I have been able to stone him to death? Without you using all your tricks and even dragging out your life in a duel with Bloody Fist Ruger, would we have waited until the elven prince Salotu and them happened to pass by? Without you taking the risk to deliver the Nahni Magic Flower and then burning the house by mistake, can you remind my grandfather that reinforcements have entered Menice?"

With that, Veronica lay back on the bed. A hint of the cold of a moonlit night made her wrap the quilt around her body:

"So, you are the key person in every part, the real warrior, but along the way, others have become your foil. A true warrior and hero does not do everything alone, but can appear in the most critical position every time, and then lead everyone to the final victory. Lance, I hope you'll think about it. ”

"I see. Lance smiled bitterly: "It's me who moans here without illness." Thank you, Winnie. ”

"No, I should thank you. Lance, actually, I haven't been able to sleep either. I keep thinking about things like you. But I feel extremely happy and grateful. I'm also wondering what I would be like now if I hadn't saved you. Every time I think of this, I am afraid of a cold sweat. I feel as if you have been sent by Flobelga, the goddess of justice and goodness, to help me get out of danger. ”

Veronica's voice came, her voice mixed with tenderness and happiness, and every syllable seemed to be full of sweet feelings:

"I haven't had such a single opportunity to talk to you. I just want to say, thank you so much, Lance. You are like a beautiful star in the sky that accidentally fell to the earth, and then let me meet you. And your starlight has dispelled the heavy darkness around me, scaring off the beasts that hide in the darkness. All of this is my luck, and it is the favor of the gods. ”

"Winnie......" Lance knew at this time that Vinnie's words were complete trust in him, and Lance's originally empty heart was also extremely warm and fulfilling. At this moment, even listening to the sound of Winnie's breathing in the darkness, Lance felt that he could fill his soul. This is the first time I have felt like this since I woke up:

"Winnie, whether you can find it or not. But I promise you, from today onwards, I will work hard to learn external skills, and then I will always protect you and will not let you be harmed in any way. ”

"Thank you, Lance. You are the most important thing to me...... Best friends, not one. With you, I'm at ease. It's not early, go to bed, and wake up early tomorrow. Good night. ”

"Winnie, you are also the most important person to me. Good night, good dreams, Winnie. ”

After saying goodnight, everything returned to its slumber silence. But at this time, Lance and Veronica both looked at each other in the dark.

Perhaps in the conversation just now, the two opened up part of their hearts, but they also buried part of their hearts. Either way, this "good night" will be the most difficult blessing to come true tonight.