The Witcher: The Journey to Transcendence from Marvel.

Chapter 237 Triangle
There was no one else on the entire top floor. Sora's steps unconsciously became lighter, as if every step was filled with anticipation.

She looked around, hoping to see that familiar figure in some corner.

Her heartbeat quickened slightly, and an inexplicable sense of nervousness came over her.

She didn't know what she was expecting, nor did she know what to say if she really met that person.

But this expectation took root and sprouted in her heart like a spring seed, making her unable to resist.

As Sora walked, he imagined the scene of meeting that person.

She imagined his smile, his eyes, his voice. These images made her face flush lightly and her heart filled with warmth.

She knew that this expectation might just be an illusion, but she couldn't control her heart.

The lighting in the corridor on this floor is soft.

Sora's figure looked particularly moving under the light, and her beauty seemed to blend into the night.

She continued to walk forward, the anticipation in her heart growing stronger and stronger, as if an invisible force was pulling her.

"Please return to your room." Diarmuid's voice suddenly sounded, and it was particularly clear in the silent corridor.

His figure suddenly appeared like a ghost, scaring Sora.

Her body trembled slightly and she instinctively took a step back.

However, when she saw that it was Diarmuid, a bright smile broke out on her face: "It's you."

The moment he saw Diarmuid, Sora forgot everything.

There was only his figure in her eyes and her heart was filled with joy and excitement.

All the worries disappeared without a trace at this moment.

Diarmuid looked at Sora's reaction and sighed helplessly.

【What a hassle.】

He muttered to himself.

He had no feelings for Sora. In his eyes, Sora was just the fiancée of his master, Kenneth, and his duty was to protect her, not to get emotionally entangled with her.

He also knew that Kenneth was very angry about this matter, so he had been deliberately keeping a distance from Sora to avoid causing unnecessary trouble.

However, he also understood that he had a duty to protect Sora.

Regardless of his feelings for Sora, he must do his duty and ensure her safety.

His eyes became firm. He looked at Sora and said in a serious tone, "Ms. Sora, please return to your room immediately. It's very dangerous here. You shouldn't walk around outside casually."

She's really caring about me. How manly of her.

In Sora's eyes, everything Diarmuid did was filtered through a beautiful filter.

"Are you concerned about me?" Sora fiddled with her hair slightly, with a hint of shyness in her eyes.

Her cheeks were slightly flushed, like a blooming flower, emitting a charming glow.

Her heart was full of anticipation, hoping to hear a positive answer from Diarmuid.

"Please return to your room." Diarmuid's voice became stiff, and there was no emotion in his eyes.

He didn't want Sora to misunderstand him, nor did he want to cause himself unnecessary trouble.

His duty was to keep Sora safe, not to become emotionally entangled with her.

[So cool, I like it.]

Sora secretly admired in his heart.

While Sora was still infatuated with him, Diarmuid didn't want to get entangled with her and turned away. "Wait~" Sora reached out and grabbed Diarmuid's arm.

Her movements were somewhat anxious, hoping that Diarmuid would stay with her for a while.

However, Diarmuid shuddered and pulled his arm back. His action was abrupt, without considering Sora's feelings.

As a result, Sora lost his balance and fell to the ground.

"Ouch!" Sora cried out in pain, his voice filled with panic and pain.

Her body fell heavily to the ground, and a sharp pain came from her knee, making her frown.

"Are you okay?" Diarmuid asked quickly.

He looked at Sora's painful expression, and a wave of guilt welled up in his heart. He knew that his actions just now were a bit reckless, but he did not expect such consequences.

"My knees are broken and I can't stand up." Sora looked at Diarmuid expectantly, her eyes full of help and desire.

"I'll go find the Master." Diarmuid said after a moment of hesitation.

He knew that his current situation was very awkward. If Kenneth saw him and Sora together, it would definitely cause unnecessary trouble.

"No," Sora said, "You don't want to be misunderstood by Kenneth, do you?"

Sora's voice was filled with worry and fear.

She knew Kayneth's temper, and if he saw her with Diarmuid, he would definitely be furious.

She didn't want Diarmuid to be implicated because of her.

Diarmuid stopped, his heart full of contradictions and entanglements.

"Help me back, it won't take long." Sora extended his right hand.

Diarmuid had no choice but to help him up, and his movements were very gentle for fear of hurting Sora.

But as luck would have it, at this moment Sora's coat slipped off, leaving only her underwear covering her key parts.

Neither of them knew how to react.

Their eyes were filled with surprise and embarrassment, and their bodies stiffened involuntarily.

"What are you two doing?" Kenneth appeared, his voice filled with anger and shock.

His eyes were filled with rage. If looks could kill, the two men would have died several times over.

The veins on his forehead bulged, and his fists were clenched tightly, as if he could explode at any moment.

"Master, this is all a misunderstanding." Diarmuid explained quickly.

Sora quickly put on his coat: "Kenneth, this is indeed a misunderstanding."

"Misunderstand??"

Kenneth's voice was filled with anger and doubt. He felt that his intelligence had been severely insulted by these two people. His eyes flashed with anger, as if he wanted to burn the two people in front of him to ashes.

"It's 3 a.m. now. Why don't you just stay in your room and sleep? What are you doing dressed like this?"

Kenneth questioned Sora loudly, his voice echoing in the silent corridor, full of oppression.

His eyes were fixed on Sora, waiting for her answer.

Sora's heart was in a panic. She couldn't say that she came out to get some fresh air because she had a erotic dream and couldn't sleep.

Her cheeks flushed, her eyes filled with embarrassment and uneasiness. She didn't know how to answer Kenneth's question, so she lowered her head and bit her lip silently.

In Kenneth's eyes, this look was a confession, and his face became even gloomier. Kenneth stared at Sora closely, his eyes like a sharp blade.

(End of this chapter)