Life has dealt a heavy hand to a weak demigod like me.

After all, Charles's performance can prove her charm to some extent.

Sif took a long shower, but Charles only stayed in the bathroom for less than ten minutes before rushing out.

Looking at Sif who was lying on the bed reading a magazine, Charles was wondering what method he should use to attack her at night more reasonably.

Wouldn't it be a bit too hasty to just pounce on him?

Don't do things that will affect your goodwill casually...

But if you don’t go straight to the point…what excuse would be more appropriate?

Charles's eyes wandered around the room and soon he thought of a perfect reason.

He lay on the bed like Sif, then picked up the magazine and used a little force to influence the bed under him.

creak-

Slowly, some unpleasant sounds came into the ears of the two.

Then, as Charles was in a state of "panic", the bed beneath him collapsed.

"This hotel is outrageous. Not only is there only one room left, but the quality of the bed is also questionable. I'll never come here again!"

Charles got up from the ground and said to Sif in a pretended angry tone.

Sif just smiled politely.

Is there something wrong with the hotel bed?!

I think it’s you who has the problem!

With Charles's strength, as long as he wanted, the bed below, which was made of the strongest magic iron, would fall apart when it was time to do so.

Do you really think I don’t know why this bed collapsed?

This kind of acting is really poor.

"Sif... you see there's only one bed left... how about we just make do with this for the night?" Looking at Sif who turned a blind eye to his performance, Charles blinked and said pitifully.

Sif closed the magazine in her hand and looked at Charles with a cold gaze.

Facing her gaze, Charles felt a little panicked for some reason. However, he quickly pretended to be calm and continued to look at Sif pitifully.

At this moment, Charles felt that he had reached the point where the arrow was on the string and had to be shot.

Such a good opportunity, if I don’t do something, Charles will look down on me!

"Rocks, you are a powerful transcendent." After making sure that Charles would not be forced back by her gaze, Sif reminded him speechlessly.

Hearing the other party's words, Ciel blinked innocently, "I already told you this morning, the one accompanying you today is not the powerful and legendary Ciel Rocks, but an ordinary person, Ciel Rocks, who is your friend."

"So I won't use my abilities until the date is over."

I almost believed this sentence.

Sif looked at Ciel unhappily, "Why didn't you follow the rules in the haunted house?"

"Haunted house? What haunted house? Did anything happen there?" Charles looked at Sif with a confused expression.

Facing the drama-loving Ciel, Sif felt her temper flare up. Just as she was about to say something, she quickly thought of her own plans and took a deep breath. "I can take you in tonight, but I'm a little worried. I have a feeling you'll take advantage of the opportunity to bully me."

"Leopold, you can trust me on this! I promise I'll keep our distance and sleep in separate rooms."

"Although it's a double room, this big bed is big enough for the two of us to sleep in!" Charles said sincerely.

"Can I really trust you?" Sif looked at Charles suspiciously.

Ciel nodded sincerely again.

"Then come up, but I warn you, if you dare to do anything, a lot of bad things will happen."

Ciel nodded quickly, "I promise I won't cross the dividing line between us tonight."

Sif moved her body to make a space for Charles, and Charles quickly lay down on the bed with the quilt and pillow.

Looking at the moonlight outside and the clock hanging right in front of him, Charles did not do anything immediately, but waited for time to pass.

Afterwards, the two chatted about what happened in the amusement park today and planned what to do tomorrow.

Soon, it was late at night and Sif began to yawn. Charles slowly got up and turned on the lights in the room.

The atmosphere gradually became quiet.

Looking at Sif who seemed to be sleeping with her back to him, a smile appeared on Charles' face.

Then he slowly stretched out his claws towards Sif.

Um...

I didn't really want to do anything.

I'm just worried that you can't sleep at night, so I want to hold you in my arms while I sleep.

While thinking this, Ciel put his hands on Sif's body and slowly moved closer to her.

Facing his little gesture, perhaps in agreement, or perhaps for other reasons, Sif did not say a word during this process.

Charles's mood became more and more excited.

This must be a hint from Sif to herself.

Tonight is indeed a good day...

Just as Charles happily pressed his body completely close to Sif, Sif slowly adjusted her body and turned over.

At this moment, her face was no longer Sif Leopold's cheek, but Diana's cheek.

At the same time, nightgowns and other items gradually disappeared, replaced by battle robes that the Goddess of Night often wore, just like Silver Moon.

Ciel's body froze.

At this moment, he didn't know whether he should let go or continue.

At the same time, looking at Charles's face slowly turning pale, a hint of a happy smile appeared on Diana's cheek.

"What's wrong, Rocks?" she asked gently.

"When facing me, your great aunt, is there anything special you want to say to me?"

Sif's voice was gentle, but it made Charles feel cold all over.

To die To die!

This time I’m really going to die!

Charles seemed to be able to vaguely see the word "danger" above his head and the word "death" on his face.

Thinking about what Sif had said to me before, and thinking about the strange things I felt at that time.

In an instant, Charles seemed to understand something.

But in this situation, just understanding... is of absolutely no use!

"That... the great goddess of the night... I said all this is a misunderstanding, do you believe it?" Charles said with a wry smile.

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Chapter 387 Chapter 57 Charles: I think I can still be saved!

Sif, or rather Diana, stretched out her body in a lazy manner. "Is this really a misunderstanding?"

"Of course!" Charles tried hard to look serious, but cold sweat couldn't stop coming out of his forehead.

His pretense had no effect at all. Diana simply shifted her gaze to focus on Charles's hands, and Charles' body stiffened.

The rest could be explained, but now his hands were on Diana's body, and in a very bad position.

If Diana hadn't appeared, it would have been clear what she wanted to do to Sif just by looking at the position of her hands...

"The weather is getting cold. I'm just a little worried about your health and want to help you...help you...cover...yes! Cover you with a blanket." Charles said with some stuttering.

Diana didn't answer, but stood up, stretched out her hand, slowly placed it on Charles' cheek, and slowly moved her head closer.

It was obviously a very beautiful scene. If the other person was not Diana Shire, she would have been "eaten" by now.

But now... Charles was like a little quail, motionless, not even daring to tremble.

"Is it a misunderstanding that you want to hug me and do something excessive?" Diana asked gently, as if she didn't take this matter to heart.

Facing her words, Charles nodded frantically, as if trying to explain his behavior.

However, Diana asked lightly, "If this is a misunderstanding, then the nickname you gave me when you were trying to please Sif was genuine?"

Ciel's body stiffened again.

"There's no connection between these two..." Charles said tremblingly.

"There is indeed no connection, but I don't think there should be two consecutive misunderstandings or coincidences related to me." Diana looked at Charles with a smile.

"To please Sif, to discredit my actions, and what he wanted to do to me in bed just now."

"I think one of these two things must not be a misunderstanding, or both of them must be intentional on your part."

As Diana finished her words, her expression gradually changed from gentle to cold and even gloomy.

Facing her like this, Charles couldn't help swallowing, and then said very seriously, "It's also possible... both of them are misunderstandings... maybe?"

"Although the probability is very small...but it's possible..." Charles said cutely.

"It's all a misunderstanding..." Diana lengthened her tone and pretended to agree with him.

But before Charles could breathe a sigh of relief, Diana stood up and walked to the sofa beside the bed and sat up, staring at Charles straight.

"Well, could you please explain to me how this bad misunderstanding came about?"

"Don't say that stupid thing about trying to cover me with the quilt just now."

"After all, your hands were resting directly on me. I've never seen anyone tuck someone in like this." Explain...

What the hell can Charles explain?

Although he pretends to be pitiful now, he knows exactly the role he plays in these things.

If it was Mernadette, he could still try to make it up, but facing Diana...

Charles felt that he could not find any reason...

"Why aren't you talking? Isn't this a misunderstanding?"

"I gave you a chance to explain..." Diana looked at Charles with a smile.

The smile in her eyes was very strong, but in Charles' eyes it was full of murderous intent.

If I don't say something, the consequences for myself will probably be very dire...

Almost instinctively, Ciel received the message, but...even after receiving it, he didn't know what to do.

After all, the goddess of night is a very stingy goddess...

"Rocks, can I call you that?" Diana asked, suppressing the smile on her face.

Charles nodded quickly and said flatteringly, "Of course, but I still prefer you to call me Charles. It's more intimate this way."

"Ask yourself, how have I treated you?" she asked in a flat tone.

"Demigod-level extraordinary characteristics, do you really think you can obtain them just by merit?"

"You are from the Earth Church."

Charles lowered his head even lower.

You have to know that he got more than one demigod's extraordinary characteristics from the Church of the Goddess of Night.

Just look at the white horses he made...

"Talking bad about me behind my back is really a unique way of repaying someone..." she said with some emotion.

Charles raised his head slightly and whispered, "That... I said it in front of you..."

Diana, who was originally in a good mood after seeing Charles being frightened like a quail, couldn't help but have a well-shaped mark appear on her forehead after hearing what Charles said.

"You seem to think your behavior is honorable..." she said with gritted teeth.

Charles shook his head quickly. "I was just making a small correction...correcting your grammatical errors..."

He swore that he really spoke ill of her to her face.