How did I turn the victim into Feng Aotian?

As the distance suddenly shortened, I could clearly smell the hot scent of sweat mixed with the smell of wheat bran on my body.

She bought barley tea and bought water for Shilok and put it in his hand.

"Please sit down."

She sat down on the bench and patted the large seat left next to her, obviously for Shilok to sit down.

Hillock didn't dare to move. Although his relationship with Brid had eased and they would greet each other in school, they were not at the level where they could chat about everything.

Of course, Hillock knew that Brid was not a talkative person. No one talked to her, and she rarely chatted with others.

Why did she come to see me?

"Are you asking me if there's a new gourmet restaurant nearby?"

Brid shook her head:

"What do you take me for? I'm not a food blogger."

Shilok tossed the water in his hand back and forth, searching his head for the reason why Brid was looking for him.

Seeing Brid patting the seat again to urge him, Shilok had no choice but to sit down.

"Can we talk, Silok?"

"Okay, you've already bought me some water, so what's wrong with listening to you for a few words?"

Shilok opened the lid and drank.

Because I drank too sweet coffee, the water tasted very sweet.

Just the right amount of neutralization.

"I noticed something."

Brid's tone was calm, but her eyes were a little dim, and she raised her neatly shaped eyebrows.

"If experience points bring about a leap in level, why would I need to train my body?"

Why is she saying this?

Waited for a while.

Brid was slow to say what was next.

Is this meant for me to guess?

What was left for Shilok was a slightly melancholy profile of the girl, and he had to try to recall what happened to Brid today.

"what."

It dawned on him.

Cass's act of killing Cliff in seconds puts a burden on his teammates.

This made Brid feel a sense of crisis.

I am beginning to waver in my philosophy of self-cultivation.

This is one explanation.

However, Hillock felt that this should be the correct answer, after all, Brid was very stubborn.

To say the reason——

Uh, it seems to be my fault?

I have been focusing on training Cass, but I haven't neglected your level upgrades...

Your level is not only enough for the first round of challenges, but it's a bit over the top.

Now that Cliff is killed, you and Corsi will be safe for a short period of time. No idle and bored thugs will be able to catch you, and you will not encounter any serious alley gangbangs.

But this was not the way to comfort Brid, and it could not be said.

"Bride, remember what you told me is the most important thing about exploring a dungeon?"

Brid rolled her eyes slowly:

"Live..."

"Did you survive the battle with Cliff this time?"

"That's right...but it all happened so fast from start to finish. I feel so useless."

Sure enough, this was the reason why Brid was troubled.

It's not so much about being aware of the inequality of the hierarchy.

It's more like being frustrated with one's own powerlessness.

Brid has been training every day for ten years and has a good understanding of dungeon combat. She knows the hierarchy very well.

If she had known that hierarchy could surpass physical exercise, she would not have gone jogging every morning.

It is because of passion that we can persevere.

She was afraid that her exercise was in vain.

"Did Cas tell you at the time what the backup plan was if he failed with that trick?"

"what."

Judging from her reaction, she just remembered this incident.

At the same time, Shilok also admired Cass very much. It was obvious that he was not betting that the attack would be successful in one go, and he had a backup plan.

"Isn't this a recognition of my trust in you and my strength? Brid, you are not as weak as you think. On the contrary, your strength is the most solid and the most reliable. You are a powerful insurance."

Hillock felt that his metaphor was weird, but he just used it anyway, as long as Brid could understand it.

"Oh...it seems like that."

"Look at me again, Teacher Brid. It is because of your encouragement that I can now blow up a car with one punch."

"It's not that exaggerated....Hehe..."

Brid's frown finally relaxed.

"You finally smiled."

"Have it?"

She tried to touch the corner of her mouth, and it seemed to be curved.

A faint warmth arises in my heart.

After sorting it out, there is actually nothing to worry about.

I didn't hold myself back.

It's just that the time for me to show my skills has not yet come.

All the partners are safe and sound, which is a good enough result.

"Sirocco..."

The moment she looked up, she found that Shilok was looking into her eyes.

very close.

You can see each other's crystal clear eyes clearly, reflecting a gentle and elegant light.

It was dangerously close, our breaths were touching each other...

Brid quickly and silently looked up at the sky, moved her butt outward, and took a deep breath of the somewhat hot air:

"Ah.....What a nice day, isn't it, Silok?"

"Is it good? Should I say that?"

so close.

Almost crossed the border.

We are childhood sweethearts.

They are good neighbors, good classmates, and at most one day they will become good teammates.

There is not much relationship.

The girl touched her chest to alert herself.

"Ahem, then, Shilok, will you still train with me in the future? Although I am not as strong as Cass now, there is not much I can teach you..."

Brid's tone was self-deprecating, but also full of anticipation.

Why did you suddenly end up here again?

Shilok couldn't understand girls' thinking, it was a bit too jumpy.

But he would only answer sincerely:

"Of course. I was so exhausted from the training because of you, but I was really happy."

The words are true and sincere.

"Yeah."

Brid raised the corners of her mouth gently and softly, the arc higher than before.

The topic ended naturally without any further development.

The two of them sat on the chairs in silence, drinking water sip by sip.

The breeze brings pleasant coolness, and the faint chirping of cicadas, the flapping of birds' wings, and the rubbing of tree branches and leaves are nature's lullaby.

I don’t know if it’s because I’m tired from talking too much, or if it’s because I’m relaxed after the events of the past month.

The weather is very comfortable.

Shilok felt his eyelids heavy.

It makes me feel at ease having my childhood sweetheart by my side. I won’t see a perverted uncle when I wake up this time, right?

There was no magical reaction nearby, so it was probably not someone using a hypnosis app, nor was it someone launching a sneak attack.

After thinking for a while, Shilok accepted that it was his body feeling tired.

Brid is there anyway.

Brid took the Aubreys bread from the ring table.

Tear open the packaging bag:

"Shilok, do you want to eat? I'll give you half... three... or a quarter."

“Ah? Ah…”

Shilok didn't hear clearly.

It's okay to take a short nap...

Shilok gave up control of his body and let sleep take him into sleep.

"Sirok, do you want to come to my house tonight? Let's celebrate our victory. I'll pay you and I'd like you to cook..."

There was a sudden weight on her left shoulder.

When she turned around, she found that it was Shilok leaning against her.

Brid's body seemed to have been paused, and her movements suddenly stiffened.

"Sirok, when I say eating, I don't mean eating free food."

The boy's even breathing brushed against Brid's orange hair.

"I was planning to go to the dungeon again. Shilok... I can't eat bread if you do this..."

Brid unconsciously lowered her voice and pleaded with ups and downs of emotions.

Under the shade of trees, on a bench in the campus, a girl with (what looked like) night-haired hair was sleeping soundly on the shoulder of an orange-haired girl.

The orange-haired girl's whole body was tense, and her movements became extremely unnatural, maintaining the posture of half-lifting the bread.

The butter melted and dripped onto my skirt, but I didn't dare wipe it off.

Did it melt because of the hot weather, or did it melt because of her suddenly rising body temperature?...