Sakura looked at Roland blankly, carefully moving his head so that the other party could lie on top of him in a more comfortable position.

She didn't understand what happened to Roland, but since the other party gave her an order to wait a while, Sakura would comply.

The logic of thinking about things, doubting things, and making your own decisions has gradually been abandoned in the education of the Tsukiri.

However, this can't all be attributed to grandpa, after all, Sakura is an abandoned child.

- Nobody needs me.

This is the biggest feeling of Sakura in the past year.,Before being sent to the house,,Father sternly told her,Don't call yourself in the name of Tosaka.,In order to avoid suspicion.,Even if you meet your sister.,Mother,She can't get close.。

Because she's from the Kiriri family.

After arriving at the house, the cruel reality was quickly placed in front of her, although the dirty inkstone promised not to torture physically, but mentally, everything was done.

He didn't even need to make up any monsters, he just had to lay out the reality.

The dirty inkstone of Maki made it clear why the Tosaka family wanted to pass her over, and showed her her future in the Maki family.

and, what happens to her if she resists.

There would be no one to help her, whether it was her parents, her sister, or anyone else, and at that point, Sakura felt like she was standing on the edge of a cliff, and she just had to be pushed to completely collapse.

And the candidate who pushed her last hand, the official room that she pinned her hopes on before.

The man said he was going to give her back to Tosaka?

Does he really know what he's going to say? The existence of the name Sakura has been exposed to the mystery of the magic path of the Maki family, and for the magician family, exploring the magic itself of its inheritance is equivalent to immortality.

This is a truth that even a childlike her, the Tosaka family will not accept at all, and will send her back immediately, even if she doesn't, she will not be able to leave the city in the future, and will be firmly monitored by the Kirito family to prevent leaks.

Become a wandering spirit with no future, no place.

But she couldn't even say the words of refusal, and this innocent kindness completely pushed the cherry blossoms into the abyss.

That day, her grandfather announced a fact to her.

The Demon Dao education of the Maki family will stop for her, and if Uncle Yanya wins, she will be free.

Finally, her last place of refuge was lost.

In the Kiriri family, Sakura is a transparent person, no one dares to talk to her, no one will be close to her, no one needs her.

Sakura, she has nothing but the name.

In the first night, she would still resent, resenting why her father sent her, and later, she began to resent why it was not her sister who was chosen.

Finally, Sakura began to numb herself.

She is not as strong as her sister, not as kind as her, and not so frank in character, she is actually a bit of a bad child by nature, but in order to get praise from her parents, she will remain well-behaved.

In recent times, Sakura has even begun to resent that she didn't jump into the wormhole, at least she can still have an identity that she can recognize herself, instead of being needed by no one like now.

Suddenly, Grandpa said he was going to send her out.

was abandoned for the second time, and finally, the last trace of her in the house disappeared, but, at best, at least the other party gave him a surname that could be called.

It doesn't matter anymore, no one will need Sakura Makiri, it's nothing more than living a normal life in a new environment, and then being abandoned again.

Until that dawn comes.

The strange young man said, "I need you. ”

Sakura is something that belongs to him and will not be given to anyone.

Such a bad declaration made Sakura feel trembling, she was finally needed, and she finally saw the hope of redemption.

Even if she will face danger or death, it is nothing compared to entering the wormhole, even if it is just a simple use, and dying as a Sakura belonging to Roland is enough to satisfy her.

Sakura leaned against Roland's body, what her body felt, what she smelled, was an extremely unfamiliar masculine breath.

When Roland first leaned in, her body reflexively wanted to push the other person away, which belonged to the instinct of a child to be vigilant in an unfamiliar environment, but soon, her desire overcame these.

She hadn't had such intimate contact with anyone else since she left the Tosaka family.

"Lord Roland...... Trembling? ”

Because of the close proximity of the body, Sakura noticed the abnormality of Roland's body.

Even though he lost consciousness, his body still honestly reflected the upheaval that Roland was currently experiencing.

It is a miracle that triumphs over magic, a sublimation of the soul.

Despite not knowing anything about it, Sakura understands that Roland is now in a weakened state.

Obviously, he had let that terrible grandfather talk with him with a pleasant face, but it wasn't until now, seeing a trace of childishness and weakness on Roland's face, that she realized that the other party was like a self-proclaimed stranger, and she was not a mature adult.

Rather, it is a person who is in a weak state and needs her care.

The huge contrast in the impression and the recognition of finding value, such an extremely shocking sense of impact, completely stimulated the nature of Sakura and subverted all her past feelings.

Roland's waiting, approaching, for Sakura Makiri, is a silent invitation.

Looking at Roland's current appearance, the gratitude, awe, and slight fear in Sakura's heart all turned into a wonderful emotion.

- Wanted to take care of him.

"It turns out that Lord Roland needs me too."

Sakura blushed, even if it was only a part of the weight, bearing Roland with her size still made her body feel sore, but she still didn't move.

She looked at Roland's face close at hand, stretched out her fingers, gently stroked Roland's hair, and watched her strange behavior, for some reason, Sakura laughed softly.

"Lord Roland needs me."

The thought struck Sakura's mind as if it had taken root, and her face was full of maternal radiance and gentle protectiveness.

"Sakura-chan?"

Roland slowly opened his eyes and came to his senses, looking at the beautiful face of the girl in front of him with a sloppy look, as well as the comfortable feeling from the hair, the back of his head was lying in the arms of the cherry tree.

"I'm sorry, Lord Roland, did I wake you up?"

"It's okay, how long have I passed out?"

Roland's words interrupted Sakura's apology, he realized what had happened before, so he looked at Sakura with a bit of sincere emotion in his eyes, although he didn't know what happened, but Roland still noticed that the last bit of estrangement between himself and Sakura had disappeared.

Although he struggled with how this strange increase in favorability was achieved, he had more important things to do now.

"Sakura?"

Roland propped up his body, but Sakura, who was very well-behaved, did not answer his answer immediately, but looked at his face with a blank look.

"Ah," at Roland's call, Sakura came back to her senses, as if confirmed, and looked at Roland's face again before replying.

"It took less than two minutes."

"Really?"

With a thoughtful expression, Roland got up from the sofa and walked to the mirror on the side of the living room, a half-height diorama, a legacy of the previous owner.

Then, with a slight squint, he looked inside.

Decent and unassuming clothes, pale and beautiful hands, as his gaze gradually went up, Roland saw his face clearly.

It was not his face, not even a human being, but a dragon head with a towering head, a mysterious and quaint atmosphere, noble and majestic.

The slightly darkened eyes were still burning like flames, indifferent and bewitching blood light.

He was familiar with this appearance, because the Covenant Spirit that had hovered over the scabbard before was exactly the same as it.

Roland tilted his head slightly, and the demon in the mirror with the dragon's head and human body also made a perfect replica, he touched his face, the touch was the same as before, there was no change, but the image in the mirror was completely different.

This obvious fact made Roland understand that the power of the Holy Lord's soul already belonged to him.

【Covenant Spirit: Soul of the Holy Lord】

Representation: Your image in the mirror will reflect the appearance of the soul.