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Chapter 580 Woodpecker

Peggy walked beside Dick, chattering on and on.

"Actually, I want to wear a dress," Peggy said, staring at Dick's face.

"No way!" Dick refused decisively. "Besides, didn't you say you wanted to be my servant?"

“That time was different,” Peggy said. “This time it’s just the two of us, and I want to wear something nicer.”

"Your leather armor looks great too," Dick glanced at Peggy.

This is not a lie; black decorative strips were sewn at the joints of the leather, giving the entire set of armor a unique skeletal appearance.

"It's not good-looking at all!" Peggy rolled her eyes. "You can barely see my face, let alone my figure."

"figure?"

Dick was puzzled. Peggy wasn't tall to begin with, and her waist was so thin that Dick could wrap his hand around it. What was there to be proud of with a figure like that?

Peggy didn't explain, turning her head to the side: "Anyway, I want to change my dress!"

"I said no," Dick said. "You were very interested in this armor last time we set off, so why are you so resistant this time?"

"I told you, there are only two people this time."

"That means there are fewer people who need protection, so you should be dressed more warmly," Dick said.

Although tanned leather armor offers limited protection, it can sometimes prevent fatal injuries.

Peggy stared at Dick for a few seconds after hearing this, then sighed and shook her head: "You really are a complete blockhead!"

Dick watched Peggy stride forward, somewhat puzzled.

Is she hinting at something?

Dick seemed to have heard a lot of comments about "wooden" lately, which puzzled him, even though he was usually quite astute.

He can detect any enemy approaching immediately, and he can also sense threats lurking in the shadows.

Dick was a little confused—oh well, wood it is then.

Peggy seemed even happier this time than last time.

Seeing this, Dick finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Peggy was in a gloomy mood yesterday.

Dick had heard that women's emotions were always unpredictable.

I know, Peggy is like that, right?

But more than Peggy's other emotions, Dick wanted to see her happy.

Perhaps because they had spent so much time together, Dick could now feel an unusual warmth in him.

But this feeling was more than just intimacy; he couldn't quite put his finger on how to describe it.

Trees grow haphazardly and in a chaotic manner throughout the island, tall and robust.

The parrot perched on a branch, chirping incessantly.

Peggy hummed a tune that Dick found somewhat familiar; he had heard the string version before.

For the knight, music is a headache.

Dick could discern his opponent's strength from the sound of a sword, but he couldn't hear the emotions expressed beneath the vibrating copper strings of the lute.

But Peggy is definitely happy, and that's enough.

Peggy suddenly turned around: "What are you looking at?"

Dick smiled slightly and looked up ahead: "It's nothing."

But Peggy wouldn't give up, and moved her face close to Dick's.

She was so close that Dick instinctively turned his head away.

Were you secretly watching me just now?

“I didn’t sneak,” Dick replied. “You were walking in front of me, so I could see you when I looked up.”

"So you admit it."

"Why won't you admit it?" Dick asked, puzzled.

Why are you looking at me?

Peggy had a wicked grin on her face, an expression so evil it was as if hell and demons truly existed, and that place would be filled with smiles just like Peggy's.

"I've already explained the reason."

"What I'm asking is, what are you really thinking?"

"My thoughts?" Dick fell into deep thought.

Thinking is a magical thing; it is a component of thought, a mixture of memory, knowledge, and emotion.

Dick thought for a moment and said, "I'm thinking, we've known each other for a long time."

Peggy nodded. "Yeah, but it feels like we just met yesterday. Wow, Dick, time with you goes by so fast."

"Me too."

Dick looked calmly ahead. They had been on their way for some time, and it was already noon, or even afternoon.

"It feels like there's always something to do every day. Ultimately, you're always causing me trouble."

"I'm going to cause you trouble," Peggy admitted brazenly. "You said I could do whatever I wanted."

If he could take back his words, Dick would definitely do so.

But—unfortunately, a true knight is absolutely true to his word.

"Yes, my lady."

"Very well, my knight," Peggy replied.

Her pupils had a unique luster, almost radiant: "To be precise, I am a knight of House Peyton."

Peggy's face instantly darkened: "You're such a spoilsport! That's why I said you're a blockhead."

"A true knight must be responsible for his words," Dick replied solemnly.

Even if it's just as bad as a piece of wood?

"Even if I were a piece of wood!"

Peggy pursed her lips and then stepped forward.

Suddenly, she turned around and looked at Dick, a sly smile appearing on her face.

Hmm, she must have been a demon in her past life: "So be it, I'll be a woodpecker!"

Woodpecker? Dick was a little confused. Did it mean she could control it?

Whatever —

Dick surveyed his surroundings, then became serious: "Peggy, I have to tell you, we seem to be getting closer to our destination."

"I understand," Peggy nodded. "Tell me what to do, and I'll be a good girl."

The returning scout brought back important intelligence.

He said the orderly group arrived at a well-organized forest.

It appears that a battle took place, and the other side left quite some time later.

However, when the scouts went deep into the forest to investigate, they witnessed an unexpected scene.

A creature that was half bird and half human grew out of the ground.

The scouts were too frightened to approach.

Dick knew that the creature was absolutely crucial.

Therefore, he must investigate this thoroughly.

No one knows what a real stone-skinned parrot looks like.

But perhaps, that was a stone-skinned parrot.

As the two walked forward, Peggy suddenly moved close to Dick and hugged his arm.

Dick asked, "What are you doing?"

"I'm a woodpecker," Peggy said, bumping her head twice against Dick's shoulder.

Dick said seriously, "Stop fooling around, this could be dangerous."

Since the scouts say there was a battle there, there are many possibilities.

There was something guarding the area—or perhaps, two different factions that had landed on the island were clashing.

It could even be those deep-sea creatures.

Peggy said, "But I feel safer this way."

Dick frowned. "But I can't even lift my shoulder!"

"That----"

Peggy released Dick's shoulder, but offered him a small, delicate, white hand. "Hold my hand—"