I don't want to be a dragon maid!

As for Susan Berger, she has disappeared without a trace.

The hero smiled and waved at the ceiling, then turned his gaze to the shadowy figure.

Chapter 84 Don't get the wrong idea, this is treatment!

"Wait, I have no grudge against you, I have no reason to fight you to the death."

The shadowy figure looked at the silver-haired hero before it and quickly spoke.

"But you are this man's accomplice, and it seems you have some terrible plan to carry out against me?"

The hero smiled "kindly" and spoke softly.

"For example, wanting to control me, and then, right in front of me, trying to play with my master? Hmm?"

"However, I can give you a chance. Tell me who the boss behind your organization is, and maybe I can spare your life!"

"This one……"

The shadowy figure trembled, and the blue flames in its eyes instantly turned ferocious. In an instant, the entire room was shrouded in darkness, which, like an undercurrent in a river, swept towards Noah.

"A desperate gamble? Well, I only have one sword to swing right now!"

The hero drew a sharp sword from the void and aimed it at the hysterical darkness, while her body collapsed at an alarming speed, with large amounts of pigment flowing out of her body, and her body shrinking little by little.

The darkness drew ever closer to the hero, almost touching the tip of his sword.

The hero raised his longsword high and then swung it down with force. The darkness that had been shrouded in darkness stopped instantly, and a line of slicing appeared at the center of the shadow.

Then, centered on this central line, light continuously overflowed, merging and canceling out the darkness.

"Do not!!!"

Amidst the shadowy figure's agonizing screams, it was completely cleaved in two, the entire shadow dissipating into a burst of light.

The hero had vanished without a trace, leaving only a trail of dye on the ground. Before him lay the walls shattered into pieces, and the earth itself sliced ​​straight through.

As the hero disappeared, Noah regained consciousness. This was her trap; she hid a wisp of her soul inside the painting, then brought it to life at the crucial moment to launch a surprise attack.

Noah didn't want to kill anyone at first, but the more she looked at Berg, the more he seemed like a brainless villain, especially when he said that disgusting line.

Noah had reached his limit. Since the other party wanted to be a brainless villain, then he would give him the ending of a brainless villain!

However, Noah now knows what kind of organization he has offended.

It seems I'm getting further and further away from the peaceful life I yearn for.

Thinking about this, Noah suddenly felt exhausted. He just wanted to get close to Lady Shelley, so why did he keep running into strange guys?

Noah sighed, and as her consciousness returned, her senses began to recover.

At this moment, Noah realized that something was wrong, or more precisely, something was wrong with his hands.

Noah could feel something warm, soft, and wet gently rubbing against his hand.

However, this feeling is less like rubbing and more like licking...

No way?

Noah's somewhat dejected heart was suddenly filled with excitement. She had a guess in her mind, but maybe... no way?

You know, Lady Shelley is quite proud and aloof; she wouldn't do something so daring, would she...?

Noah secretly opened his eyes and looked at Shelley.

Shelley held Noah's hands in her own, and with her adorable pink tongue, she carefully licked the wound on Noah's right hand...

Shelley licked it very intently, looking less like she was licking a wound and more like she was licking an ice pop... or perhaps...

Noah dared not think about it anymore. Such thoughts were too stimulating for someone as inexperienced in relationships as she was. Noah quickly closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep.

She had a premonition that if she opened her eyes, she and Lord Shelley would definitely commit suicide by jumping into the river on the same day.

It's so embarrassing! Licking wounds is such a weird thing to do!

Calm down! Noah, what you need to do right now is calm down!

But the more Noah said this, the calmer she became, yet the less calm she became, and her right hand even began to tremble.

Shelley stopped, looked at Noah's trembling right hand, and said softly.

"Noah, you...you...you're awake?"

"I'm not awake!"

In a fit of extreme tension, Noah's mouth twitched and she instinctively responded.

"Noah! Why are you pretending to be asleep!"

Shelley's voice carried one-tenth anger, one-tenth fear, and the remaining eight-tenths was full of shame.

"Lord Shelley, please let me explain..."

Noah, realizing she couldn't pretend to be asleep, had no choice but to open her eyes, put on a mournful face, and say...

"Why are you explaining... You didn't do anything wrong... Don't get the wrong idea, this is treatment!!!"

Shelley lowered her head and spoke in a trembling voice.

"Is it strange that I'm licking your wounds? Um... Master... is it strange that you're treating your maid's wounds?"

"Not surprising at all, not surprising at all!"

Noah was terrified of this strange Shelley, and all she wanted to do was withdraw her right hand.

"Lord Shelley, my hand..."

"What are you doing! Take it back! Your injuries haven't healed yet, why are you in such a hurry to take it back!"

Shelley clung to Noah's arm, her cheeks puffed out in a defiant manner despite her embarrassment.

"But Lady Shelley, this doesn't look like healing at all!"

Noah said with a helpless expression.

"An angel's kiss, you said it yourself..."

Shelley said angrily.

“But I meant a kiss, not a lick! Lord Shelley…”

Noah was even more speechless, and she began to explain.

"Noah, so you're saying you have a problem with me? You look down on me, your useless master, don't you?"

Shelley looked at Noah and said angrily.

"Lady Shelley, how could I possibly dislike you? I just..."

Noah's mind was in complete disarray, and she spoke in a panic.

"Then don't struggle. Give me your hand. This is just a normal treatment, and... I also hope that our relationship can take another step forward."

Shelley took Noah's hand, her face showing anticipation.

"Lord Shelley, what you mean by that is..."

Noah's heart skipped a beat, and she said softly.

Shelley did not answer, but instead smiled. Although the smile was no different from the usual Shelley, Noah could still see something different.

It has lost its youthful naiveté and gained a touch of charm.

Could it be that Lord Shelley intends to use this operation as practice, so that they can take things further together in the future...?

Shelley wants to take things a step further!

As Noah thought about this, she felt her brain was boiling, and she looked completely dazed and broken.

"Fool!"

When Shelley saw Noah like this, she couldn't help but chuckle softly.

Then Shelley lowered her head again and continued to lick... no, to heal Noah's wound.

Chapter 85 Two Pieces of Good News

Before Shelley could finish "treating" Noah, his wounds had already healed...

To be precise, it was Noah who quickly healed his wounds.

Although it was comfortable to be "treated" by Shelley, Noah felt that if this continued, she might awaken some strange sexual fetish.

For example, tongue fetishism...

Just thinking about it is intriguing... no, it's just too weird!

Noah's wound had healed. Shelley puffed out her cheeks, glared at Noah, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and sat down next to Noah, her jade-like legs swaying gently.

"This is the power of the angel's kiss. Look, my wound has healed in an instant."

Noah stretched out her right hand and said loudly.

"As expected of Lady Shelley, she accomplished something I couldn't do so easily!"

"Come on, do you think I don't know how you healed your wounds?"

Shelley rolled her eyes at Noah, then leaned to one side and rested her head on Noah's lap.

"Lord Shelley..."

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"Rest. You were sleeping so restlessly just now, you kept me up and I'm exhausted."

Shelley, like a cat that had claimed its territory, wore an expression of self-righteousness on her face.

"Now I'm lying on your lap, resting for a while. What's wrong? Any objections?"

"Of course I have no objection, Lord Shelley. You can lie down for as long as you like."

Noah gently touched Shelley's blonde hair, and she said with a smile.

"Oh, right, Noah, I actually have some good news to tell you..."