There is no way the Liberian girl could lay eggs!

"What is it? What are you talking about?"

Frost Star was stunned by Talia's resistant expression.

It's just a bandage acting as a shield, there's no need to be too nervous, right?

"If I remember correctly, you weren't wearing a shield, were you?"

"Compared to your size, that thing is pretty big. Wouldn't it be tiring to hang there without any restraints?"

Frost Star brought the bandage to Talia's chest, lifted it slightly with force, and said something meaningful.

Huh? So...is that what it is?

The white bandage was blocked outside by Talia's human heart. As Froststar moved, it slowly slid upwards, finally forming a ⌒⌒ shape.

Realizing that she had misunderstood Frost Star, Talia embarrassedly lowered her hands from her chest, and two blushes appeared on her face.

"Why didn't you say so earlier? You were so secretive, I thought you were going to..."

"What do I want?"

Talia's strange change in attitude made Frost Star curious, and she asked more questions, wanting to get to the bottom of it.

"nothing!"

Talia, who was already in a sensitive period because of her mistake, immediately got furious and took off the bandage hanging on her chest.

"I don't need this! I have clothes to cover myself!"

Pointing to the two thick cotton coats beside her, Talia patted her head and said, "You can't tell if I'm wearing clothes!"

"It'll rub until it bleeds! If we want to get to the meeting place, we'll have to keep running for at least a whole day, and it'll be very intense. It's going to hurt! If this thing gets rubbed off, it won't grow back!"

"It's convenient to move around when tied up, and you won't get hurt."

After pulling the bandage twice and demonstrating the benefits of the bandage to Talia, Froststar was ready to continue promoting this excellent alternative in the absence of a shield.

If Talia joins them, she will definitely act as a doctor in the future, and she will be the kind of doctor stationed in the rear, so she must be well protected.

There can't be any mistakes!

"I'm fine! Really! I won't bleed!"

Waving her hand to reject Froststar's kindness, Talia prepared to put back on the coat that Froststar had just taken off.

The family knows their own affairs.

She didn't know about others, but Talia herself didn't have this worry.

After all, her heart is concave and she never shows up. Talia has to knock on the door twice if she wants to see her, so how can she be worn away?

It doesn’t exist!

But Talia knows, but Froststar doesn’t!

She thought Talia was just shy.

I have only known her for a few days, and offering this kind of help is a bit over the line.

But since Talia has joined her team, she is Talia's superior and has the responsibility to be responsible for the physical condition of her team members.

Um! That's it!

After cheering himself up in his heart, Frost Star squeezed forward and came to Talia's side, blocking Talia who was putting on her clothes.

She has been living alone since she was a child. Because of her oripathy, there are very few people who can get close to her. Even if they are infected with the same disease, they will stay away from her.

The only person who can hold her is her father.

Now, finally, there is someone who can talk to her and is not afraid of the coldness emanating from her. She still cherishes this friendship.

The more you lack, the more you desire.

It’s like the toys you wanted as a child but didn’t have the money to buy them. When you grow up, you will buy them back as a revenge.

Frost Star is like this now. Even she herself did not realize that her mentality has quietly changed in front of this Liberian girl.

"Huh? Didn't I tell you? I won't be worn away, so..."

"Don't be afraid, we are all girls, I won't do anything to you."

After weighing Talia's heart with his palm, Froststar cut off a piece of bandage and prepared to shape it at the bottom first, so that it would be easier to wrap it later.

"I already said no, I won't be worn away."

Talia put her hands on Froststar's shoulders, trying to stop the white rabbit's movements, but her strength was too weak and was negligible to Froststar.

The bandages had laid a foundation under her heart, and Frost Star began to slowly roll up the bandages in preparation for building a house on it.

"Oh! Why don't you listen to me? Stop pestering me!"

Grabbing the foundation laid by Froststar, Talia pulled it down with force and threw it into Froststar's arms.

Froststar caught the bandage in a hurry and looked at Talia with half heartache and half confusion.

"Alright!"

Grasping her clothes at her waist with one hand, Talia pulled them back.

The tight clothes highlighted Talia's curvy figure. Above her slender waist, her plump breasts showed off their proud curves.

The perfect shape made Shuangxing stunned for a moment, and the bandage in his hand fell down because of distraction.

Her eyes were fixed on the tip of Talia's heart, where the bulge of honey should have been but was now flat.

Really...no?

Is it worn off already?!

"Does it hurt?"

His hand wanted to touch her, but Froststar reacted in time and realized that this behavior was inappropriate, so he turned to touch Talia's face.

Is this rabbit...broken?

Looking at the painful expression on Frost Star's face, Taliyah was completely confused about the current situation.

Isn't it a concave type?

Does it hurt? Can't it just come out if I squeeze it?

wrong!

After thinking carefully, Talia discovered a fatal problem.

Are she and Frost Star...really on the same communication channel?

"Did you misunderstand something?"

Holding Froststar's face, Talia squeezed the flesh on both sides of Froststar's cheeks towards the middle, making Froststar's mouth pout.

PS: I’m just tying a shield, what are you thinking?

Volume 3: Chapter 18: Return

The northwestern tundra is a desolate place in Ursus.

The temperature remains at around -30°C all year round. The only creatures that can survive here are the cracked beasts, cold-resistant plants, and some specialized Originium insects.

But it is in such a desolate place that a group of tenacious people have taken root here.

In the crudely shaped wooden house, bonfires that had burned out could be seen everywhere. Above the bonfires was a rack with a pitch-black iron pot on it.

A tall figure sat by the campfire, with ferocious horns and a burly body. He held a halberd and shield with historical traces in one hand, and his armor had fine cracks on it.

On the shield, a white double-headed eagle logo is printed on the shield.

This is the symbol of the Ursus Empire.

"Mr. Patriot!"

Tallulah, dressed in a noble military uniform, walked over from a distance and greeted the Wendigo sitting on the ground enthusiastically.

Although her military uniform was worn, it was neatly maintained. A standard rapier was across her waist. Judging from the degree of wear and tear on the sword, it was definitely not just for show.

Tallulah's body radiated heat. Every time she walked through a snowy field, the snow under her feet would melt into snow water, which was then frozen into ice by the severe cold weather and buried underground.

Facing Tallulah's enthusiasm, Bozhukasti simply nodded in response, with two scarlet spots swaying under the mask on his head.

Wendigo!

One of the Ten Royal Courts of Sarkaz!

"Mr. Patriot, Froststar has already exceeded our agreed rendezvous time by two days. I'm worried they might be in some danger."

"I have gathered a group of people last night and am ready to ask for your opinion."

Sitting down opposite Bozhukasti, Talula pointed her finger at the fire, and a flame leaped out from her fingertips and landed on the bonfire in front of her.

The burning flames were a deep blood-red color, and their temperature was higher than that of ordinary flames. Even through a thick layer of armor, Bozhuocasti could feel the scorching flames.

Is this...Drak?

He raised his head and glanced at the girl in front of him, then picked up two pieces of discarded firewood from beside him and threw them into the fire.

As soon as the firewood came into contact with the flame, it was eaten up by the highly aggressive firewood and soon turned into black charcoal like other firewood.

"Since you've already assembled your troops...why are you asking me..."

Under the mask, Bozhukas spoke for the indifferent voice.

He didn't have a very good impression of Tallulah. As an idealist, he couldn't go far in this snowy field. If his daughter hadn't been persuaded, he wouldn't be here.

"When it comes to fighting, you are the senior and I am the junior, so of course I have to ask for your opinion."

Bozhukas's cold attitude did not make Tallulah back down. Instead, she took the initiative to show respect.

To Tallulah, this legendary Ursus general could truly be considered her predecessor. Bozhukasti had lived for three digits, which was enough to make him her grandfather.

Even though she was the nominal leader, she still humbly accepted the guidance of this senior.

"It's okay... anything can happen during the march... Yelena... isn't that... fragile..."

"Today... at 3 pm... if... Yelena hasn't returned... I will... take the shield guards... to meet her..."

After a long silence, Bozhukasti finally gave his answer.

Frost Star is his daughter. She suddenly disappeared while on a mission. There has been no definite news for such a long time. As a father, he has to go and see her for both public and private reasons.

As for Tallulah...

Seeing the dragon girl asking for advice humbly, Bozhukasti didn't know what to say to this temporary companion.

"Is that so? Mr. Patriot, I..."

"You need to stay in the base... take care of... the children... and those... the elderly, the weak, women and children..."

The experienced Bozhukas saw through Tallulah's thoughts at a glance, and without waiting for Tallulah to finish speaking, he rejected Tallulah's request to go in person.

It’s not that he looks down on those people, it’s just that reality is too cruel.

A group of starving people who are skin and bones are just a mob when they gather together. If they meet a real enemy, they probably won't have the strength to wield their weapons.

In addition, Talulah is now the leader of this team and the spiritual pillar of this team, so it is absolutely impossible for her to go into battle personally.

On the other hand, a feeling of unwillingness flowed in Tallulah's heart. She was still young and had a sharp spirit.

Rather than being a mascot and being in charge of logistics in the rear, she would rather go to the front line of the "battlefield" to kill the enemy.

But the person who asked her to be in charge of the rear was a veteran who had fought for a hundred years, and she really couldn't find any reason to refuse.

If she retreated like this, she would feel a little unwilling.

She was not the kind of dandy aristocratic daughter, and her "father" taught her more than just aristocratic etiquette and social skills.

As the heir to a duke, it is not enough to just be able to socialize.

Fighting, marching, and scheming.

She also knows a thing or two.

However, she was still too young and her vision was far inferior to that of Bodracasti, so she did not realize the real reason why Bodracasti rejected her.

"Is the place...for the children to live...all ready?"

The flames swayed in the cold wind, standing tall on the firewood and never falling.

After adding a few more pieces of firewood, Bozhukas took the initiative to ask questions to the other people in the team.