This time, I won't be the devil.

After a simple wash, Frey lay down on the bed and was quickly engulfed by sleepiness.

He had only slept for 3 hours yesterday, and after running around and encountering so many things today, his body was already at its limit.

Although there are still many issues to think about, it is more important to have a good rest now. A tired brain cannot come up with good ideas.

As his consciousness gradually blurred, Frey seemed to see an option appear in his mind.

【Do you want to close your eyes? 】

If he closed his eyes like this, he would probably sleep until noon tomorrow.

But fortunately, Frey had already made an appointment with Noel to meet at the tavern tomorrow morning, so even if he overslept, Noel would come to wake him up.

Thinking of this, Frey calmed down and fell into a deep sleep.

He always felt that he slept particularly soundly that night.

………………

The next morning, Frey opened his eyes to the sound of birdsong.

I looked at the clock in the room and it was 8 o'clock in the morning.

"It seems my biological clock is still very strong."

After saying that, Frey wanted to get up, but he soon noticed something strange.

Why is there such a big bulge in this quilt?

My size doesn't seem to be that exaggerated...

As the mind gradually becomes clear, the body's perception begins to return.

The sound of regular breathing, accompanied by bursts of fragrance, constantly stimulated his five senses.

Frey quickly lifted the quilt.

He saw a blonde elf lady lying on his bed. More importantly, she was only wrapped in a blanket.

Hmm?

A huge question appeared in Frey's mind.

No, what about the process?

How come we jumped straight to the birdsong of the next day?

At this moment, Frey deeply understood the meaning of the saying "Skipping the plot is skipping life."

On the other side, Didoris woke up because the quilt was suddenly lifted. She rubbed her hair and looked at Frey with sleepy eyes.

"Dido, can you explain to me what is going on now?" Frey asked.

"I have no place to live, so I came here." Didoris said as a matter of course.

"I remember the Vatican prepared a place for you to live?"

Hearing this question, Didoris complained in frustration:

"Don't even mention it. Last night's banquet was filled with high-ranking Vatican officials and their children, who exuded a foul odor."

"And that Qisi wanted to introduce his nephew to me, so he arranged his room next to mine. After returning to my room, I was knocked on the door and approached several times."

"I couldn't stand the air there, so I sneaked out."

"Shouldn't you find a new hotel? You're trespassing."

"What illegal trespass? I've already told Uncle Van Dam."

Uncle Van Damme?

Hearing what Tidoris said, Frey remembered what his boss said to him last night.

At this moment, the scattered information was connected together, and Frey understood the truth of the matter.

"Your father is the forest fairy who blessed the armor?"

"You only know this now?"

Since Didoris's father was the Elf King, Frey did not immediately connect her with Van Dam's friends.

Now that I think about it, the reason why Tidoris noticed Frey the night before was probably because he was wearing this armor blessed by the fairy.

In other words, Frey and Tidoris's encounter was not accidental at all, but the inevitable result of the accumulation of factors.

Looking at Didoris on the bed, Frey continued to ask:

"Isn't there another room next to mine? Why don't you sleep there?"

"The room next door wasn't tidied, and the bed wasn't made. I was so tired after coming back from that damn dinner party last night that I just found this ready-made bed."

"And your clothes?"

"Yes, I took a shower and went straight to bed."

"You trust my character so much, what if I wake up in the middle of the night?"

"Don't worry, I played a lullaby for you before going to bed."

Bards can influence other people's emotions through music, thereby achieving various effects. No wonder Frey slept so soundly last night.

After answering Frey's question, Tidoris stretched and stood up from the bed.

The blanket wrapped around her slowly slipped off, revealing her shoulders, then her slender arms, her breasts which were not full but beautifully shaped, her snaky waist, and the curve of her hips, all of which were revealed to Frey's vision.

But for some reason, the blanket seemed to be hanging in front of him, covering the most important part.

This situation clearly did not conform to Newton's laws, and in order to protect physics, Frey watched intently.

"Shouldn't a gentleman turn his back at a time like this?"

"I'm not the type of man who would easily expose his back to others."

Just then, a breeze blew in from the window, and the blanket on Didoris fluttered with it.

Frey stared intently, and at this moment, he seemed to have transformed into an astronomer.

He always felt that he was almost able to glimpse the mystery of the starry sky.

Looking at Frey, who was trying his best to peek at the starry sky without blinking, Didoris said:

"The wind is my friend. Even if you keep staring at it, you won't gain anything new."

Tidoris's words poured cold water on Frey, which meant that with the protection of the God of Wind, she would never be exposed.

Thinking of this, Frey couldn't help but praise the wind goddess Muse who sealed the stars:

You did a great job, you did a great job! (Gnashing teeth).

Tidoris reached behind her back, smoothed her hair, and then asked Frey:

"By the way, didn't you say yesterday that you wanted to discuss with your teammates whether to accept the commission? What was the result?"

For a moment, Frey didn't know how to answer this question.

He had originally planned to discuss it after meeting Noelle this morning, but he hadn't expected Tidoris to appear before Noelle.

In order to change the subject, Frey asked:

"Before that, I'd like to confirm what kind of compensation you can offer for the advance payment."

"I can give you some rewards in my personal capacity."

“How far is the scope of what we can do?”

"As long as it doesn't harm the interests of the Forest Country and doesn't take too much time, anything I can do is fine."

Hearing what Tidoris said, Frey began to think, and soon he came up with the answer.

It should be said that he had always wanted to get something from the bard since their first meeting.

"I can do anything. I can do anything. That's what you said yourself."

Hearing Frey's words, Didoris added:

"But I don't have much valuable stuff on me right now, so..."

"No money is needed, you are enough. Besides, I have good skills, so it shouldn't take long."

"what do you want?"

Frey looked at the half-naked Tidoris with eager eyes, and said passionately:

"Please make me a real man!"

Didoris subconsciously wrapped the blanket tightly around herself. She obviously misunderstood what Frey meant.

But just as Frey was about to explain, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Frey, good morning, Ciallo~(<·ω<)⌒★"

Oh my, I'm so scared...

Chapter 24 The Poet's Grip

“Frey, good morning, Ciallo~(<·ω<)⌒★” Noelle’s voice came from outside the room.

This was probably the most terrifying Ciallo~ that Frey had ever heard in his life.

But after a brief panic, Frey quickly regained his composure.

He also has a plan for this situation.

Before traveling through time, Frey had watched an anime called Yosuga no Sora and learned the importance of locking doors.

Therefore, every time he returned to the room, the first thing he did was to lock the door and hang up the anti-theft chain.

As long as Noelle doesn't open the door and catch him red-handed, he will have room for explanation.

However, when Frey took a look at the door, he immediately noticed something unusual.

No, I am protecting myself from hotlinks.

It can’t be stolen by the phantom thief Robin Hood, right?

The truth of the matter is not difficult to guess. Since Didoris was able to enter the room, she must have unlocked the door lock and the security chain.