You're my wife, don't doubt it!

Seeing this, Shen Jie had no choice but to assume a fighting stance again, and Xiao Yao also picked up his reloaded crossbow, but did not attack rashly.

This time, Sekir didn't rush to attack either; she seemed to be admiring her own beautiful body with delight.

"Don't you think she's very big?" Xiao Yao asked Shen Jie quietly.

"What are you looking at? What time is it?" Shen Jie said angrily.

"What can I see? It's just big!" Xiao Yao quickly explained.

But no explanation is needed.

Sekir was indeed growing at a visible rate, and as he spoke, he already resembled a Vajra in a temple.

"What should we do?" Shen Jie was also a little panicked.

"No, it's not just her that's getting bigger." Xiao Yao realized that everything in the office was getting bigger, and soon they would have to strain their necks to see the clock on the wall.

"We've shrunk!" the two said in unison.

At this moment, Sackler finally remembered these two troublemakers and casually tossed a few books over from the table.

Xiao Yao and Shen Jie ran away as fast as they could to avoid being hit directly, but they were still knocked over by the shockwave from the falling book.

"We have to find a way to get to her!" Shen Jie shouted to Xiao Yao.

“We’re not even as tall as her ankles, what’s the point of going up there? Don’t be a show-off, just run, big guys are slow anyway,” Xiao Yao objected.

Sekir stepped forward, and the two of them sprinted again to barely dodge.

"Slow down my ass! For every step she takes, you have to run 100 meters. How can you outrun her?" Shen Jie was already panting.

"So what are your plans?"

"I'll use that trick on her again. Go and distract her." Shen Jie wiped her sweat.

"Got it."

The two then split up.

Xiao Yao started trying to get Sackel's attention, while Shen Jie hid in the shadows and started climbing up from the curtains.

Xiao Yao found an empty ballpoint pen refill at the base of the wall and used it as a spear, intending to use it to poke Sacker's foot.

However, he soon discovered that surviving was the real challenge of the mission.

Giants don't become slow just because they're huge; movies are just a hoax. Xiao Yao never imagined he'd realize this truth while being trampled on by a naked woman.

"This is not the kind of thing I'm looking forward to—being stepped on by a woman!"

While Xiao Yao was using the tables and chairs as cover to escape, Shen Jie had already climbed up the curtain rod through the curtains and then jumped onto the nearest filing cabinet, signaling to Xiao Yao to create an opportunity for her.

But how do we create opportunities?

Xiao Yao glanced at the crossbow in his hand, which only had one shot left, and an idea came to him.

Sekir stepped forward again. This time, Xiao Yao didn't dodge by turning the corner of the obstacle as before. Instead, like the fool in the movie facing the troll, he ran in the direction Sekir was heading.

He looked at his shadow on the ground, and when he was locked on, he suddenly accelerated and ran, managing to escape the range of his feet at the last second.

Immediately afterwards, Xiao Yao turned around, picked up his crossbow, and shot an arrow precisely into the giant's vital spot—below his toenail.

Unfortunately, the crossbow didn't have much force, and the arrow just got stuck in the gap under the fingernail without going in and causing any damage.

"Xiao Yao, that thing is useless! You have to lure her here!" Shen Jie could see clearly from her vantage point. Xiao Yao's risky move sent a chill down her spine, but she dared not shout out loud to reveal her intentions. She could only silently scream in her heart.

Xiao Yao's first attack failed, so he could only continue to flee. But whether he panicked or was exhausted, he was trapped in a dead end surrounded by filing cabinets, walls, and desks.

Although this filing cabinet is where Shen Jie is currently lying in ambush, it's still too far to jump onto the giant.

Seeing that Xiao Yao had nowhere to escape, Shen Jie was determined to fight no matter what.

Then, she saw Xiao Yao make a "stop" gesture in her direction.

Shen Jie was puzzled for a moment, and could only continue to wait for the right opportunity.

Sackler clearly didn't notice the conversation between Xiao Yao and Shen Jie, and kicked the wall where Xiao Yao was standing.

If that shot were a goal, it could even put the goalkeeper in the net. Xiao Yao didn't dare to be careless at all and desperately lunged towards the outside of Sekker.

So, Sekker's kick landed squarely on the line.

Shen Jie could feel the tremor on the filing cabinet, but what surprised her even more was that Sackler seemed to be in immense pain. He swayed and bent down to look at his toes.

Her entire back was exposed to Shen Jie, and where the muscles weren't fully covered, her core gleamed.

No matter how this opportunity came about, we must not miss it.

Without any hesitation, Shen Jie leaped from the filing cabinet and landed steadily on Sackel's back. Finding the gap in his muscles, she let out a wild shout!

After dodging that deadly kick, Xiao Yao was exhausted and leaned against the corner of the table, panting heavily.

He saw Sekir in pain and Shen Jie seized the opportunity. Thinking of the powerful force Shen Jie had used before, he felt that even if he couldn't win in one blow, it would be enough to buy him time to escape.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile.

But the light and warmth he had hoped for, and the victory, never came.

After Shen Jie shouted, the office fell into a mysterious silence. Then, Shen Jie shouted a few more times, but nothing happened.

Sekir didn't give them a chance to try again, but simply stood up straight and twisted his back violently.

Shen Jie fell hard into that dead corner with no way out on three sides. She heard the sound of her bones breaking and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Sekel stepped over.

"Wife, run!"

Run? Shen Jie lay on the ground, barely alive, her lips twitching sadly.

As the enormous shadow descended upon her, she glanced in the direction of Xiao Yao, sighed, and closed her eyes.

Being run over doesn't seem to hurt as much as I imagined? But surely it shouldn't be so painless that I feel nothing at all?

Shen Jie was puzzled, and she suddenly realized that she seemed to have just seen a knight in tattered armor riding a dwarf horse, charging towards the giant that was as big as a hill.

So she struggled to open her eyes, and what came into view was Xiao Yao's ferocious face under the knight's helmet.

"Don Quixote..." These four words popped into Shen Jie's mind.

Xiao Yao's armor was truly tattered, and the dwarf horse he rode was truly unattractive, but it was precisely this Xiao Yao who shouldered the giant's foot and became the barrier between Shen Jie and death.

Xiao Yao was shouting something that sounded like Spanish, but Shen Jie could only respond with a helpless shake of her head.

As they looked at each other in silence, the two grew closer and closer. Large beads of sweat trickled down the seams of her helmet and into Shen Jie's eyes, turning into a torrent of tears.

When they were almost face to face, Xiao Yao smiled bitterly to himself, never expecting to enter Shen Jie's body in this way.

It can't be considered a complete loss.

Just as Xiao Yao was about to give up resisting, he suddenly felt the pressure on his body lighten, or even disappear.

His armor, helmet, and horse also disappeared.

Without time to think, Xiao Yao, wearing only briefs, grabbed Shen Jie and rolled away from the danger zone.

After getting off Shen Jie, Xiao Yao was completely exhausted and lay on his back, panting.

He saw that the headless figure standing in front of him was Sekir.

Immediately afterwards, he saw a sword blade pierce through Sekir's chest, embedding itself heavily in the wall in front of her, pinning her to the wall.

Then, a head with an axe stuck in it fell from the sky, landing heavily not far away, spinning around.

As he turned his head, Xiao Yao noticed that the world around him was rapidly shrinking.

Book Recommendation: A great first-person narrative; my child loved it and stayed up until 3 AM reading it last night. The female lead is adorable, but it lacks some detailed character development. The male lead's inner thoughts are very realistic. This isn't a platonic relationship; I wish he could give me a chapter recommendation too.

Strange, can you even display the book link here? "The Siren's Blade".

Chapter 62 Rooftop

2023-01-01

This is a knight fully clad in European-style plate armor.

The knight was tall and slender, and even though he was wearing full armor, his figure remained well-proportioned.

The armor was not the usual metallic color, but a strange porcelain white, which even had a jade-like translucence under the light.

Compared to that, Xiao Yao felt that his own tattered clothes were simply like those of a clown.

The helmet visor was not open, so his face could not be seen, but his voice clearly indicated that he was older.

The reason his voice could be heard was because the white knight was standing and chanting in a language that was incomprehensible.

His left hand shone with white holy light. About 2.5 seconds later, the White Knight raised his left hand, and a beam of holy light fell on the dying Shen Jie. The girl's wounds began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Many thanks for saving my life, brave warrior. Please tell me your name." Xiao Yao cupped his hands and said loudly, imitating the tone of a martial arts novel, "You...you...are you human?"

While talking to the white knight, Xiao Yao helped Shen Jie up.

"You don't need to know who I am, you just need to do as I say." The white knight spoke without any politeness: "If you're alright, get up now. I'll send you back to where you came from. Go back and tell Yu Bo to stop meddling in things you only know a little about. This is not a place for children to play."

Although the white knight spoke so rudely, it was hard to argue with his savior: "Go back? You know us? You know Father Yu? You can take us back? Do you know where this is?"

"Why can't you use your thirst for knowledge in the classroom, Mr. Triangles?" The White Knight stood with his hands on his hips, his sarcasm and disdain palpable even without seeing his face.