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"Right now, I need the nurse to give me some appropriate treatment."

"You're wrong—this isn't therapy."

"What is that called?"

"It's called love."

Hiss.

The amount of water in the shower gradually decreased.

After changing into bathrobes, the two people walked out of the bathroom one after the other.

It’s just that neither of them had a good time—or rather, it was Nightingale who didn’t have a good time.

“It seems like there’s hot water available here around the clock.”

"Ian… do you understand what I mean?"

"Nightingale, if you have anything to say, just say it directly. I prefer the communication method that allows us to directly understand each other's thoughts."

"Then I still want it."

"Hahaha, you really don't hide it."

"Ah."

Ian didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

After all, Nightingale was born with extremely obvious advantages.

He didn't hate enjoying this happiness with her.

But just as the two were about to do something in the living room again, the doorbell rang.

“…” Nightingale looked a little unhappy.

"It's okay, I'll go see who it is and get rid of them quickly."

"Ah."

So, Ian came to the door.

But the moment he opened the door, he was stunned by the scene outside.

In the deserted corridor, Helena's clothes were neatly folded, and she sat down in front of the man in this way.

"Ian, I'm sorry!"

The theosophist girl lay on the ground and shouted these words.

603. Helena's Carcass Abandoned/The Responsibility of the Theosophical Master (4k)

"..."

This may be a moment that can only be seen in dreams.

At this moment, Helena was kneeling in front of him in the most humble way, looking very pitiful.

"What are you doing?"

Ian was a little overwhelmed.

"You get up first!"

"No! If you don't accept my apology, I won't get up..." Helena's tone still sounded full of guilt.

"..."

Realizing that this was not going to work, Ian hesitated for a moment, then picked up Helena and her clothes, and then brought her back to his and Nightingale's room as if he were holding a backpack.

"Nightingale, it seems we need to stop for a while."

As the man said this, he put Helena on the sofa.

"A visitor is coming."

"..."

When the nurse heard her husband's words, her attention fell on Helena, who had just arrived at the sofa.

After seeing the other party's appearance as if he was ready to dedicate himself to God, Nightingale's brows immediately frowned.

After hesitating for a moment, she finally spoke:

"I said--"

"Although we are already on the same front, I am still very unhappy if you are so blunt in saying that you want to take the top position."

"And to be honest... you don't seem to have much fighting power in your current state. Compared to Nero, you're just a useless soldier."

"Eh--?!"

This was a blatant personal insult, and Helena became even more anxious after hearing it.

She didn't care what she looked like and started arguing with Nightingale directly.

"I'm not here to take over!"

"Nightingale, Ian, I'm here to apologize! Please respect me!"

"..."

Ian looked at Helena's cute little body, but he didn't feel the slightest bit of excitement.

It’s not that he thinks the other party is not suitable to do something, but he thinks he shouldn’t show his wolf-like side at this time.

"So--"

"Put on your clothes first. If you have any questions, we can talk about it."

"..."

"Let's leave it like this for now..." Helena turned her face to the side and gently rubbed it with her fingers.

"I am a sinner, not a guest. I am not qualified to behave so elegantly."

"..."

Hearing Helena's words, Ian looked at her and thought for a while, then sat down next to her, picked her up and put her on his lap.

The man untied his bathrobe and held the Theosophist girl inside.

"Is this okay?"

"..."

Feeling the man's body temperature, Helena glanced at Nightingale and finally nodded.

"Well, that's about it..."

"That's fine."

Ian lowered his head, and his tone became more serious.

"Okay, Helena, tell me, what do you want to apologize for?"

"that is……"

Helena's throat moved slightly, and then she spoke her heart out.

"I want to apologize to you again for what happened with Edison."

"..."

The answer was not surprising, and it could even be said to be reasonable.

All Ian could think about, all he could think about, were things like this.

"Well, I accept it." The man said bluntly, "So you don't have to feel guilty about it - understand?"

"And if I really want to talk about it——"

"Edison should be the one to apologize."

"That's right." Nightingale quickly echoed Ian's words, "It was obviously him who said those words, not you. Why do you have to apologize?"

"I think it's very unfair."

"you……"

Helena glanced at Nightingale, then at Ian, and felt a warmth rising inside her.

"You two really are a perfect match—how could your ideas be so aligned?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Helena felt a murderous intent.

No.

A more accurate description would be to stare at it directly.

That's right, Nightingale, she was staring at herself!

"What's wrong?" the theosophical girl asked a little worriedly.

She was actually still a little concerned about Nightingale's attitude, especially when she looked at her like that.

"Where did I say something wrong?"

"Say what you just said again." Nightingale suddenly asked.

"what?"

"Repeat what you just said."

"..."

Although she didn't know what Nightingale wanted to do, Helena still did as she asked.

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with what I said?"

"Not that!" Nightingale pinched Helena's cheek, "a little further."

"You two really are a perfect match—how could your ideas be so aligned?"

"repeat."

"You two really are a perfect match—how could your ideas be so aligned?"

"Repeat."

"..."

Seeing that Nightingale was about to turn Helena into a parrot, Ian quickly took action to stop this.

"Okay, that's enough."

"Helena, besides an apology, do you have anything else prepared? I think... you should come to me to say more than just something, right?"

"you guessed right."

Helena also turned her attention away from repeating the lesson.

The following words might be the purpose of her coming to Ian and Nightingale's room this time.

"Ian...what's your attitude towards what the president said?"

"If you're asking that, then of course I can't have 0 support." Ian answered Helena's question without hesitation.

After all, he had just reached a consensus with Nightingale.

"Okay! Your words are enough!"

Helena's eyes lit up as if she had found some standard.

"I don't support the president's words either. The world is made up of mysterious structures. If we go against this principle and act against it, it will definitely lead to extremely serious consequences."

"So even if the president's plan is implemented perfectly and the United Kingdom does become stronger, I absolutely cannot support his actions."

"I...can't just watch this happen."

"This……"

To be honest, Helena would never support Ian's parole.

He was even prepared to knock her out if necessary - killing her was definitely out of the question, after all, Helena had done nothing wrong and had even provided him with considerable help.