Schlaf in himmlischer ruh

(Sleeping peacefully in heavenly tranquility)

(Sleeping peacefully in heavenly tranquility)

Stille nacht heilige nacht

(A quiet night, a sacred night)

Hirten erst kundgemacht

(The shepherd in the wilderness)

Durch der engel halleluja

(They heard the angels' praise.)

Tont es laut von fern und nah

(Echoes that come from afar)

Christ der retter ist da

Christ der retter ist da

(The savior has arrived)

(The savior has arrived)

Stille nacht heilige nacht

(A quiet night, a sacred night)

Gottes sohn oh wie lacht

(Oh God's child, why are you laughing?)

Lieb' aus deinem gottlichen mund

(The love conveyed from your divine mouth)

Da uns schlagt die rettende stund...

(That was the moment that saved us...)

A soft and serene voice sang from Kruger's lips.

Although I couldn't quite understand the meaning of the music, the melody gave me a sense of holiness and peace.

Kruger's deep, casual voice, with the occasional breathy notes at the end of phrases, inexplicably imbued a song that was clearly sacred and peaceful with a captivating quality.

Of course, you know that this wasn't intentional; it's just his way of speaking, like a cat's wagging tail or a water snake's silky movement.

Those brown eyes were fixed on you, as if every lyric was sung especially for you.

The snow was falling slowly when his gentle voice stopped abruptly. After a few seconds of pause, he continued singing the last line of the song.

"Gott, lass sie kommen~"

(God, let her come)

"Gott, lass sie kommen..."

(God, let her come...)

Even though you don't understand it very well, you still listen attentively, immersed in the slow melody.

His sudden pause made you realize something, and looking into his eager eyes, you tentatively asked him.

Did you just change the lyrics?

If a person pauses while singing, it's either because they've forgotten the lyrics or they've changed them.

The lyrics were so fluent before Kruger's performance that it's impossible for him to have forgotten them at the end, so it's highly likely that the lyrics were changed.

Kruger smiled and nodded in agreement.

"I thank God that you came into my life."

You purse your lips, look away, and try to ignore the pounding of your heart.

But he doesn't give you a chance to escape. He raises his hand and turns your head back, and in your line of sight, those eyes slowly approach you.

"Little squirrel, may I ask for my present now?"

You know, the gift he was talking about wasn't a gift in the literal sense.

You want to refuse, to tell him that you can't give him a promise or be his one and only.

But recalling what he had said before, I felt there was no need to say it.

He said you don't need to take responsibility, so don't hesitate to accept it!

A voice seems to be bewitching you in your mind.

But then, another thought stops you.

"No, we can't let it happen haphazardly; we have to make sure it's confirmed."

Two opposing thoughts leave you in a brief state of confusion.

But your silence was automatically interpreted as tacit consent by Kruger.

He put his arm around your waist, brought his face close to yours, and then reached out and pulled off his fishnet.

A large green net covered both of your heads, obscuring the view inside.

Time moved as slowly as falling snowflakes until a thin layer of snow covered the netting, at which point you reached out and pushed it away.

You pulled out of the net, wiped your lips, and then angrily accused him.

"That's enough, stop being so greedy!"

Kruger chuckled and shrugged, "Let's bargain."

"I gave you such an expensive gift, of course I should ask for something of equal value in return. I don't think it's enough..."

"Let's go, it's time to have dinner."

You turned and left, not wanting to argue with him any further.

Kruger, though groaning unhappily, still managed to catch up with your departing figure.

In the canteen, most of the lights were turned off, leaving only the hanging lights in the dining area, while other areas were illuminated by candles and twinkling starlight.

The long table was covered with a red and white tablecloth, and colorful balls and ribbons hung on the walls and windows. The glass was decorated with crooked snowflakes and the words "Merry Christmas" in colored pens, clearly the work of Blizzard Entertainment.

The air was filled with the sweet aroma of roast chicken and apple pie, and slow-paced songs were playing from the stereo. The combination of these elements created a wonderful atmosphere, full of festive spirit.

When Wang Zhiqiang saw you walk in, he immediately went up to you, grabbed your wrist, and pulled you to a table.

"Sister, sit here, I'll go get you something nice to eat!"

After saying that, he immediately walked excitedly towards the food pick-up area, probably to get the food he had made himself.

However, no sooner had he left than you were surrounded by people.

Kruger, who had followed you in, plopped down on your left.

Nicole, who was originally sitting next to you, also silently moved over and sat down.

Koenig, who had just entered, quickly looked around and walked towards you after seeing you.

ch.229: The Dinner Party

"yn, may I sit here?"

Koenig ignored Kruger and Nicoto and went straight to you.

His droopy eyes look at you expectantly, how can you refuse?

So Koenig also took his seat, his tall frame sitting directly opposite you.

Kluge spoke dismissively, in German that you couldn't understand:

"What a good actor! It's clearly a vicious dog, but it pretends to be a little puppy."

Koenig retorted, "An old man who's still acting like a kid at his age."

Kruger chuckled: "Are you talking about yourself?"

Watching their back-and-forth banter, Nikoto also offered a quiet remark:

"Enough with the nonsense, let's fight."

[Hahaha, I agree! Let them fight!]

[Angel is watching; don't fuel Nicholas's fire.]

[Hmph, how childish.]

Seeing that the scene was a bit chaotic, he quickly spoke up to mediate.

"Soldiers, can we be peaceful on Christmas Eve?"

When Wang Zhiqiang returned with the items, he saw this scene.

After he placed the plate in front of you, he tapped the table.

Aren't you going to get some food?

The subtext is: Get out of here!

Nick To replied directly, "I won't eat it."

You nod; he indeed doesn't remove his mask to eat in front of strangers.

Kruger gave a perfunctory reply: "I just ate."

For some reason, a perfectly normal sentence suddenly made you think of the word 'eating' from earlier.

Koenig went even further: "Excuse me, Zimo, could you help me carry this?"

Wang Zhiqiang stared at him in astonishment: "Do you want to hear what you're saying? Is your arm or your leg broken? Get out of here!"

Perhaps he was genuinely angered, as Wang Zhiqiang rarely speaks to people with such sharp words.

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