Fei'er also understood, but she was very curious why the two of them wanted to delve so deeply into it.

Given their relationship, it would be okay for her not to tell the truth, right? Could it be that she should introduce all her acquaintances in the Elf Land to them? ?

"An acquaintance?............" Irene looked like she had thought of something, and her expression became a little strange.

Could it be that person?

The one known as the 'Knight's Loyal Dog' was the one I met this morning.

That shouldn't be the case, right? Frostfall City isn't that big, but it's not that small either, right? And that person usually never leaves the military headquarters, and he always asks his subordinates to bring him meals when necessary.

It was because of this that Irene didn't mind settling down in Frostfall City.

Chapter 132: 24~The clown is actually me

"Can I go to your room?"

“........?” Something is wrong.

Fei'er keenly smelled something strange.

They walked all the way out of the city today, and by chance a wild monster jumped out of the bushes and attacked them.

Their eyes met and they were forced to fight. It was useless to destroy these elite monsters who overestimated their own capabilities. It made people wonder if they were here to make people laugh.

In fact, Fei'er has always felt that this process is quite weird and strange.

First of all, this Elf lady is a Holy Envoy sent by the Saint City. Although she cannot perform due to her heart disease, didn’t her heart disease get better a few days ago? ?

Well, if you say that her mental illness has not been fully healed and she still has some problems, it makes sense that her performance is unstable.

But you wouldn't be knocked to the ground by a hammer, right? Although the elves are delicate, are their health bars so fragile?

There's only a bruise on your forehead, not a dent. How did you faint, sister? And you didn't use much force when you attacked the monsters?

There is one thing that Fei'er can't understand. How did those wild monsters smell the scent and come out? The timing was too good, it was just when they were leaving the city. Even if it was not safe outside, they wouldn't go out to spawn monster cages, right?

Fei'er didn't want to think too much about it because she felt that there was no need for this Elf Saint Envoy to lie to her.

Not to mention that lying to her about this matter would put me in danger, what would I gain by lying to her?

Fei'er couldn't understand what benefit could be gained by lying to her. She was a holy envoy of the elves, so there was no need for her to set up a trap to lie to a mere commoner like her, right?

Then we can only regard it as a low-probability event. After all, although everything seems to have a low probability of occurrence, it is still reasonable.

And Fei'er really didn't think that Ceres was pretending. Except for the beginning, her emotions were quite stable throughout the whole journey, and she even revealed a hint of weakness. Fei'er could feel that she had indeed temporarily lost consciousness.

Just a knock would certainly not cause such a big chain reaction, so Fei'er suspected that Ceres's heart disease had not been completely cured.

Yes, I just went out for a walk. If mental illness could be cured so easily, there wouldn't be so many elves dying from jade syndrome and physical heartbreak every year.

What's more, Ceres' voice after she woke up sounded soft and stammering, which reminded Fei'er of the soft feeling that the frail Nia and Rota had when they were sick and had a fever as children.

Including herself, Fei'er was also sick when she was a child, and it was Yu Rou Xue Hua who took care of her at that time. She felt very uncomfortable at that time, and it was almost like this.

Fei'er didn't know what old illness had triggered the bruise caused by the hammer. She could only think that Ceres's heart disease had relapsed.

Don’t ask why psychological illness can affect physiology. Elves are so magical. Elves will not get human diseases. Most of the diseases they suffer from are psychological, which then have a reverse effect on the body.

Fei'er thought that the fact that Miss Ceres was willing to take off her blindfold and look at the world some time ago meant that her mental illness was almost healed, but in fact it seemed not to be the case.

"Why are you going to my room?" But does whether she recovered from her illness have a direct relationship with whose room she went to?

"........Erin is busy and won't be back tonight." Ceres replied weakly, and the implication was very clear.

Irene was away and there was no one to take care of her.

"Don't leave me alone, okay?" Ceres seemed very weak. It made sense, because she was in a very abnormal state when she left the city gate, as if even her soul had been taken away.

Don't leave me alone...

Hearing this, Fei'er fell silent.

'Mother, please don't leave me alone...' The scene of being locked in the Nine-Tailed Prison flashed by.

In the pitch-black cage, the only sound that could be heard was the girl's crying. She still remembers the loneliness and despair.

She had this thought more than once. Even if she was dying one day, no one would pay attention to her if she called for help. If she died in the prison, she might not even have her body buried.

Even her being locked up in the dungeon was caused by her closest relatives. No matter how she cried for help, who would care about her?

No one even remembers her.

Fei'er didn't know the childhood of this Holy Envoy, nor did she know the source of her mental illness, but she felt that if she was also an elf, her situation would not be much better than that of Ceres.

The scars of her childhood will remain in her mind for the rest of her life.

Perhaps Ceres had similar experiences to her, both were afraid of being abandoned, and both were afraid of being left alone.

Because I am afraid of being abandoned, I dare not invest my feelings.

She knew that it was a very uncomfortable feeling to be left alone.

With this thought in mind, the girl pursed her lips slightly and turned to her room with her back to Ceres.

He closed the door and gently placed Ceres on his bed.

"If you don't mind, you can sleep here tonight." Fei'er pulled the quilt over and covered Ceres.

"Hmm..." Ceres nodded gently, still looking very weak. She covered the lower half of her face with her nose, her cheeks flushed, and an unnatural blush appeared on her face.

Fei'er thought it was a complication of the other party's physical discomfort.

"Is this really okay? Won't it dirty Miss Fei'er's bed?"

"No." She wouldn't care even if she did.

"But I was walking around in the street in the daytime, so it must be covered in dust." Celeste said rather embarrassedly. "How can I have the nerve to dirty your bed?"

"It's okay, it's okay, just take a rest." Fei'er vaguely realized what the other party was going to do.

"No, I asked you to take care of me, so how can I dirty your bed? If the bed is dirty, where will you sleep? I will feel guilty."

"............Do you still have strength?" Unable to persuade the other party, Fei'er had to ask.

"Hmm..." Celeste tried to raise her arms, but she could only turn over.

"............" You can't let me help you, right? ?

Fei'er pursed her lips. After all, she was a boy. It was already wrong to bring a girl back to the room to sleep. It would be even more wrong to help her change clothes.

"Can you, please, Miss Fei'er?"

“........I understand.” Fei’er tried her best to look away.

Although Celeste was not wearing much, just a cape, a sleeveless tights, a lotus leaf white skirt and white over-the-knee socks.

Fei'er tried to move as lightly as possible and not to come into contact with the other person's skin. She gently took off Serese's clothes one by one. Serese also cooperated very well, twisting her waist when necessary and lifting her buttocks when necessary.

I have to say that Seres' skin is really quite delicate, crystal clear, soft as jade, and without any wrinkles like mutton-fat jade. The ups and downs of her curves perfectly illustrate the physical advantages of the high elves.

The convex parts are convex, the curvy parts are curvy, and the fleshy parts are fleshy. There is no trace of excess fat.

After removing all clothes except underwear, Ceres now had her back to Fei'er. Her beautiful eyes were like a pool of spring water, rippling with some captivating ripples.

Although the elf girl didn't say anything, Fei'er knew that she seemed not satisfied yet.

She hasn't taken off her socks yet.

"You've walked so much during the day, your socks must be dirty." When she said this, Celeste's intention was self-evident.

But........

Socks are different from other clothes. When you take them off, they will inevitably come into contact with the other person's skin.

Fei'er was still hesitating, and Ceres did not urge her, but just stared at Fei'er seductively with her slightly sick eyes.

This look was quite alluring, but unfortunately, she was facing an emotionless knight.

Although it was a bit embarrassing to do so, Fei'er pulled the hem of the socks with her hands and slowly pulled off the pair of white socks, which were as white as milk and not stained with any dust, from her plump and round thighs.

"You should have a good rest." Fei'er said after she put Ceres' clothes on the bed and covered her with a blanket. "I'll go get you some hot water."

Seeing Fei'er's completely unmoved look, a hint of anger flashed across Ceres' eyes, and then quickly disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

There was no magic array to heat water in the room, so hot water could only be obtained in the lobby.

Fei'er went to Ceres' room to get her kettle, filled it with hot water and returned to the room.

"Drink of water?"

"...I can't get up."

Hearing this, Fei'er had no choice but to help Ceres up and put the kettle to her mouth.

Celeste has a small mouth, so the mouth of the kettle seems too big.

"Cough cough..." However, he still didn't get the control right, the water spilled out and choked Ceres.

Fei'er quickly put away the kettle, took out a handkerchief and wiped the corners of Celeste's mouth.

This water really knows how to find places to flow.

"Sorry, did you drink it too quickly?"

"No, that's not the case. It was my own carelessness." Celeste apologized.

After saying this, Ceres still felt quite self-blaming and disappointed.

"I am such a jerk for bothering Miss Fei'er to spend time with me when I am sick and for taking up Miss Fei'er's bed."

"Tonight, I'll have to ask Miss Fei'er for more guidance..." Ceres continued speaking naturally, but was interrupted by Fei'er before she finished.

"No, in fact I am more used to sleeping on the floor."

"........" After these words came out, Ceres's expression froze for a moment, and then quickly returned to her sickly look, unable to lift her eyelids.

"It's getting late, should I turn off the lights?"

"You, Miss Fei'er, aren't you sleeping in your room?" Celeste's ankle-length golden hair was spread on the bed like a quilt. She hugged a pillow, and the upper half of her face was exposed with a flushed face.

"Yes, you have other important things to do. How can you delay because of me? Go and do what you need to do." However, even though she said this, Celeste's pretty face showed an unconcealable loss and melancholy.

This beautiful face makes people unable to refuse her just by looking at her.

"No, I just said I sleep on the floor."

At least there was a carpet on the floor, which was a pretty good "mattress" as at least there was something to cushion it.

"How can I feel good about this?" Celeste pursed her cherry-like lips. "You've been busy all day, and you still need to take care of me. I also occupied your bed, so you can only sleep on the floor. How can I feel at ease like this?"

“………” Why are you so nosy?

Fei'er tilted her head, leaned against the wall and thought for a moment, then showed a look of sudden realization.

"So, I sleep against the wall?"

"........."

"You can't sleep if you sleep against the wall." After a moment of silence, Ceres finally squeezed out these words with difficulty.

"Who said that?" Fei'er was very unhappy to hear this and she pouted.

Woman, are you questioning my ability to survive in the wilderness?

If he doesn't show his true strength, he will be looked down upon by this elf woman in front of him, right? ?

"Watch it carefully." After saying that, Fei'er leaned against the wall and gave instructions. "If you feel uncomfortable when you sleep at night, you can wake me up. Good night."

Before Ceres could say anything else, the lights went out. At the same time, a gradual breathing sound was heard in the room.

“???” Ceres was confused.

"Me?........." Looking at the girl who was sleeping against the wall, for a moment, she didn't know why she did such a thing tonight and fell into confusion.

"Mmm!......." Celeste hugged the pillow like an octopus, biting one corner of it with grievance.

In that case, wouldn't all her plans for tonight be ruined? !

Damn it! She had been planning this for the entire afternoon, but she even deliberately released a scent to attract those shadow guards to attack them and create an opportunity.

Showing off acting skills and selling tea art, what is the purpose of this?

Now, she looks like the clown herself.

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