Shut up, brave man! I don't want to atone for my sins to you!

But before long, all the sunlight suddenly disappeared, and at the same time, a chill quietly rose from behind her.

Lacie was almost asleep, but the coolness woke her up instantly, as if a basin of cold water was poured over her head.

She opened her eyes subconsciously.

Then, she saw Sponge standing in front of her, staring at her with an expressionless face... Oh no, it was Ciel.

"..."

At this moment, Lacie had even thought about how many babies she might give birth to Charles.

But she felt that she could still save the situation. After all, she was not running away randomly, she had her own reasons!

So, she plucked up her courage, pretended nothing had happened, waved at Charles, and showed an expression that she thought was very cute.

"Have you eaten yet?"

She asked.

"..."

Charles remained silent in response, his expression becoming increasingly unfriendly.

Black clouds are threatening to destroy the city.

Lacelle could hardly breathe.

She quickly changed her tone. Although she was still playing dumb, she was at least sincere this time, and her attitude softened a lot:

"Hey, are you done?"

Charles still said nothing.

Warning warning warning!

The alarm bells in Lacey's head were about to burst.

She felt that Charles might be really angry this time.

Sure enough, as soon as she finished her guess, Charles leaned over, stretched out his arms, and picked her up sideways as she screamed.

"No!" Fearing that she would fall, Lacie subconsciously hugged Charles' neck, "Why did you suddenly pick me up?"

Charles leaned close to her ear and whispered:

"If I don't carry you into the house, do you want to stay outside?"

"?!"

Lacey's face turned red from her earlobes to her neck.

This, this, this... What a shameless statement!

She only knew that Charles was as brave as a beast in bed, but she didn't expect... that Charles would actually say such... such shameless words!

She simply didn't know how to answer.

But when she came back to her senses from the shock, she found that the corners of Charles' mouth were slightly upturned.

——He is snickering.

Then Lacie suddenly understood.

This guy Charles is teasing her on purpose!

That’s right. Although he is not… not a pure little virgin anymore, he won’t play around… on such a big scale.

Lacey breathed a sigh of relief, but also felt a little embarrassed. She punched Charles' chest twice and ordered:

"Put me down quickly!"

But what she didn't expect was that Charles rejected her:

"Don't let it go."

"Huh?" Laciel's eyes widened to 0.o. "Why?"

Charles answered her seriously:

"I was joking when I said we were outside, but I'm not joking when I say I'll carry you inside."

"???"

Lacey had no choice but to beg for mercy:

"I... I definitely can't do it, just let me go, Ciel, you know I... I'm so weak, I can't stand your torture, wuwu... You won't let me use magic to strengthen my body."

Charles was stunned when he heard this, and after thinking seriously, he answered her:

"Then why don't you exercise?"

"No!" Lacier refused decisively, "This alone is absolutely not acceptable!"

Instead of asking her, a stay-at-home girl, to exercise, it would be better to let her lie down and endure it.

Charles was a little distressed.

He stared at Lacille's thin arms and legs for a while, then his eyes moved to her waist and buttocks.

But his expression was surprisingly serious, as if he was really thinking about something.

After a while, perhaps finally coming to a conclusion, Charles said:

"Your physical condition is so poor. If you get pregnant in the future, you might have a difficult birth."

"……what?"

Lacey thought to herself, No, no!

How did the topic suddenly develop to the point of... difficult childbirth? They were obviously only engaged at best, and they hadn't even held a formal wedding yet.

Besides...

She lowered her head and glanced at herself, then immediately doubted the conclusion Charles had drawn.

Her physical fitness was indeed poor, but that didn't mean she was skinny. On the contrary, she had a good figure. Although this didn't seem to be something she should be proud of, but...

"Haha!" Lacier smiled provocatively, "I guess you don't understand anything at all."

"...What do you know?"

"You don't understand my body shape at all!" Laceel told Charles proudly, "This is called a safe delivery body shape! It's suitable for having a baby..."

At this point she suddenly shut her mouth.

She is now held in Charles' arms, her feet off the ground, and her intelligence is once again on top.

So she quickly realized that she had said something stupid - but it was too late.

Because Charles lowered his head and said to her in a slightly hoarse voice:

"You really are... I was planning to let you go today, but why did you have to say such words to tempt me... Do you really want to be penetrated?"

"I'm not!" Lacier explained hastily, "I didn't!"

She didn't want to be penetrated! She just habitually... habitually acted stupidly!

When she was in the Brave Team, she would often tease Charles on purpose, making the little virgin blush, and she enjoyed it. Once it became a habit, it was difficult to change it.

She didn't mean it!

As the saying goes, people can do anything when they are pushed to the limit. Now that Lacier has been pushed to the limit, she has actually come up with a solution that is not really a solution.

"I'm exercising! I'm going to be obedient and exercise now! So please, dear Ciel, put me down, okay?"

She begged for mercy.

But Charles just carried her into her little nest, and then, as he threw her on the bed, he said to her with a serious expression:

"Exercising in bed should also be considered exercise."

[To be continued]

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2. What to call it

In the early morning, the brave man opened his eyes to the sound of birds chirping.

It was a rare occasion that he woke up feeling refreshed.

He always had trouble sleeping well before.

His body had long been accustomed to being ready for battle at any time, so he always slept lightly and would be awakened by the slightest movement.

So no matter where he rested, he would put the holy sword next to his pillow before falling asleep, just in case.

Rachel once said: "Some people use their childhood to heal their whole life, while some people can only use their whole life to heal their childhood."

He thought he should be the latter.

His childhood ended with that sudden disaster. It was once a beautiful and warm time, but later all that was left was regret - if it weren't for Uncle Elvis, he would probably have starved to death in the wilderness, but later Uncle Elvis also left him.

He was alone again.

He was always so alone.

From then on, all that remained in his memory were the endless fighting and killing, and the day-to-day practice and training.

After all, he is not a real hero.

Although Uncle Elvis taught him how to make a living and how to have a strong physique like the heroes of all ages... he even taught him a degraded version of forbidden magic.

But he certainly didn't have the talent to be a hero.

Uncle Elvis told him that not everyone can become a hero, and the legacy of a hero needs to rely on some kind of bond to be passed on.

But he was not the one chosen by the bond.

"But it doesn't matter, kid," Uncle Elvis, with his unshaven beard, would laugh heartily and ruffle his hair with his rough hands, "You can still be a hero."

Being still young, he didn't know how heavy the word "hero" was.

But he knew Uncle Elvis was good to him.

If Uncle Elvis thinks he can be a hero, then he might as well try to be one.

So, he really seemed to have become a hero.

He became a false hero, he had many supporters, just like Uncle Elvis, he became a "light" to many people.

It was at that time that he truly understood the meaning of the word "hero".

He had to answer to those people.

Even if it means turning yourself into a candle.

He began to burn himself out, he began to become more and more exhausted, he even felt that he might suddenly collapse one day...

Because the legend of heroes always comes to an end.

Fortunately, before his story ended, he met Rachel.

She treated his wounds, cooked for him, drank with him, and even virtuously helped mend the holes in his clothes.

He used to have nightmares every day and had a hard time sleeping well, but now he can gradually fall asleep peacefully because of Lacie's presence.

He even began to look forward to tomorrow and the future.

——Until that day, Rachel "died" in his arms.

Thinking of this, Charles couldn't help but lower his head and look at the girl lying in his arms.

His movements were very gentle, and perhaps because she was really exhausted last night, Lacie was sleeping very soundly and showed no signs of being woken by him.

She lay on his chest, her hands loosely clenched into fists between them, looking well-behaved and quiet, with long eyelashes and soft silver hair flowing like water.

I'm afraid no one could have imagined that a girl who looks so well-behaved could always do things that make people's fists clenched.

Charles sighed silently.

But to be honest, it was indeed his fault in the beginning. If he had not accidentally destroyed the plane teleportation array that Laciel had built with great difficulty, and he was really short of money to pay for it, Laciel would not have disguised herself as a priest and infiltrated his team.

In this case, there would be no subsequent story.

Although after Lentiheim completed the elves' commission, he had repaid the debt.