Helo is lonely, and neither the wolves nor the human society can accommodate her. She didn't want to be a blood-drinking beast, but even if she tried to make friends with humans, the end result would only be to make people fear her and worship her as a god, but this was not what Helo wanted.

"Helo, she won't believe anyone but me, if someone else dares to approach the current Helo, she will definitely be killed. ”

Lawrence was the first person to approach Hero and communicate with Herlo as an equal, perhaps because he was born in the open social environment of the South, and he was a traveling merchant who only took money to talk to you regardless of whether you were high or low, or perhaps it was Herro who appeared in front of this young man as a girl and made him feel inexplicably favorable, and they actually lived together in a miraculous daily bickering.

"Do you have to do it?"

If it was who completely destroyed Nagi's long-awaited Sacred Flame Festival, it was also this dying guy lying on the ground who was the first to recommend Lawrence, who had a faint soul and smeared and humiliated her in front of all the teachers and students of the school. If the previous Ellie only hurt people to fill his stomach, he was completely playing with others for his own benefit. If it weren't for the Joker's despicable way of betraying his teammates against him, Nagi would definitely give the Joker four hundred and fifty thumbs up for his righteous and awe-inspiring actions.

"As long as you leave Helo alone and don't provoke her, she should be able to recover after a while, probably, a month?"

It's impossible to think no matter what, let alone a month, if it weren't for Mr. Edward's temporary stop of the academy tutors who had just been on fire when he saw that Nagi was still communicating with Lawrence, they would have rushed up and recovered all the fields they had just lost, how could a husky as big as Harrow not get shot?

"Ah, is it still hopeless? at least, bury us together in the village where I was born, okay? Nagi, this is my last request, my property can be transferred to your name......

Even at the end of his life, Lawrence's nature as a merchant is still difficult to change, and he wants to make one last deal with Nagi, so that he does not have to destroy his and Helo's bodies again in such a frenzied way as the whipping corpse used by the Heresy Inquisition in the future.

"My property is ......"

"Don't, we don't want your little money!"

Originally, I wanted to brag to Nagi about how rich he was like showing off his own goods, but Nagi refused to mention himself without hesitation. Nagi is not short of money at all, and she doesn't need money, if she wants, she can even take out the gold that will make the pan-continental economy collapse instantly, the so-called natural enemy of businessmen is the local tyrant, the trench is capricious, just don't play cards according to the routine, what is money? Hurry up, take this dirty thing away from us~

"Alas, I am also self-inflicted. ”

Lawrence's face darkened, and he sighed helplessly, Nagi's tone is clearly that he has no ** for his property at all, and the transaction is based on the situation that the other party has a demand for your goods, if the other party does not want your goods at all, no matter how you praise your goods, no matter how unequal the price you use to request, people will not buy it at all.

Although he was really entrusted by someone this time, after all, it was because of his greed that he led him and himself to this exhausted field, if he retreated in the face of difficulties and insisted on not accepting this mess where risks and opportunities coexisted, the client probably wouldn't do anything to himself. Thinking that he was a vampire was no longer the weak chicken merchant who could only watch Helo help him fight in the past, but ending up with such a tragic ending, was it really like the prophetic story of the church?

"The devil looks for the most delicious person, and finally he finds the merchant, because the merchant is full of **, which is exactly the kind of food that leads people to ruin, and the devil's favorite delicacy. ”

Lawrence closed his eyes, he remembered that he had finally brought Hero back to the northern forest, and when the two of them were back to back, feeling each other's last warmth, and then parting ways, he finally did not suppress his impulse and **, turned around, and shouted loudly to Helo, who had disappeared from his sight little by little:

"Helo! I, I'm ......"

"I love you. ”

Returning to his side like a wind and burying his face in his chest, Lord Xian Wolf, who was not usually frank, said that sentence before himself.

I'm sorry.

If it weren't for my selfish hope to keep you, you would be living happily in your hometown in the north now......

"Open your mouth. ”

An impatient voice reached Lawrence's ears, making him think for a moment that he was delusional about his excessive blood loss.

"Tell you to open your mouth!"

Something was grabbing his jaw and pulling it down hard, and Lawrence, who was completely awakened by the screams in his ears, opened his eyes, and was greeted by Nagi's angry little face.

"You promised me?"

Although he only opened his mouth because he wanted to speak, the next moment, Lawrence never closed his mouth again as if he had seen a ghost.

Nagi bit her index finger, then put her hand on Lawrence's face, squeezing it with her thumb and middle finger, and a drop of golden blood slowly dripped down as if by applying a spell to slow down time.

Why did the golden blood that God gave to the first humans Adam and Eve appear on Nagi's body, only in the legend, but in his mind, Lawrence didn't even notice that the blood had fallen into his mouth.

"I'm a god......"

The wound that had been given the curse that could not heal was restored in an instant, as if in a dream, and Lawrence was surprised to find that his weak body was suddenly full of strength, even if he carried Helo up to the fifth floor in one breath, it would be completely fine all night!

"What are you thinking, my soul is faint! Hurry up and pacify that wolf of yours!"

I don't know what Lawrence was thinking, but Nagi knew from the look on his face that this soul, who had forgotten the pain after his scars, was definitely not fantasizing about anything good.

"Helo in this state can't communicate. ”

A carp stood up from the ground, and Lawrence moved his body to feel stronger than before, and he even felt like he was losing his urge to suck blood.

"What does it mean to be unable to communicate......

Didn't you say that you could comfort Herro? Nagina stared at Lawrence in front of him with very dangerous eyes, if he just said that he was just running the train, he would have to do it for the sky for a while.

"Ah, don't get excited, so I'll just give her a little stimulation. ”

Feeling the inexplicable killing intent on Nagi's body, Lawrence hurriedly waved his hand to show that he wasn't talking nonsense just now, and walked step by step to the giant wolf sitting quietly on the clown on the side of the stage, and Lawrence had an apologetic expression on his face.

"Tap hit me. ”

A pair of bat wings grew from his back, and with words in his mouth that Nagi felt unrelated at all, Lawrence flew to the position of the giant wolf's chest.

Stretch out two hands and grab the giant wolf's pair of big and round full breasts ~ Fang and twist it gently.

"Whew~~~~~~~~~~~~"

After a puff of white smoke, Helo, whose face was flushed, leaned on his body, took one arm to protect his chest, and then clenched his fist with the other hand, and slammed Lawrence in the face ten times faster than before, smashing the poor traveling merchant's facial features into it.

"Lawrence, you pervert!"

Helo's shy voice spread throughout the sunset meadow.

What kind of expression should I face it?, Nagi tugged at her lips speechlessly.