Chapter 423: 8. The Knight of Albion (14)

The girl took off the cloth that wrapped her body, folded it with other clothes, put it in a basket specially for articles, and walked alone on the small intestine path leading to the bath.
After consultation with the college operator, it was agreed to postpone the opening time of the hot spring bath for 1 hour, during which time only her was used.
There is a sign at the door that reads "During maintenance, open one hour later" and the escorts, the average student will not be near here. Moreover, at this time, there should be no students coming to take a shower.
With the peace of mind after careful calculation, the girl took a sigh of relief, removed her guard, and relaxed her body into the pool.
The hot spring surrounded by flowers and shrubs is very pleasant. Occasionally, stray birds skip the top of the head and listen to the clear cry. Compared with the ancient wind bath surrounded by Ke Lizhu and the goddess, it is more relaxing. Although it’s so big that it’s too much to use as an Olympic swimming pool, only one person takes a bath—whether the sense of coercion extended from this extreme luxury really makes people relax and makes people scratch their heads, but yes As far as the blonde girl is concerned, there is no one around is the greatest relaxation she desires.
The temperature of the water was slightly overheated, and in the cloud, the beads of sweat slipped off the tip of the nose from the forehead and dripped the plump breast buds. The warmth infiltrated into the bone marrow dispelled the coldness left by the armor suit.
Take off all clothes and camouflage, no longer play any role set, the feeling of returning to birth was too happy, not close to let the girl indulge in playing with water.
It is too careless to think about it afterwards. As a knight, she should have kept in mind that hunger and carelessness are taboo for knights.
When the plants are shaking. She still thought it was just a little beast, but what appeared before her was a young boy's face.
Chestnut-colored hair, purple eyes, neutral face, a few leaves sticking to the hair and face, looks a bit like a sticky puppy.
The childish face lost its voice due to excessive surprise, and the girl stood in the pool in a daze.
Silence lay between the two.
A teenager who plucked the bushes and pestered in place.
A naked, candid girl born like a baby.
Time passed silently and briefly from them.
Wait until the girl recovers. Screaming and flying the teenager. The tumbling figure turned into a twinkling star in the sky, which was already a minute later.
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"Hurry up... where did you get hit?"
With a sad and anxious expression, he wrapped a bath towel around an important part of the body, between the girl galloping and the branches of giant trees.
His posture is as strong as a cheetah. Skillful like ape. The movement is graceful like a butterfly.
She is looking for someone. A hapless ghost who should become a dead man.
The girl knows the destructive power of her full blow, not to mention that the punch is also infused with a powerful explosive force that you can't imagine.
A delicate woman may rush out of the fire carrying furniture, and an elderly mother-in-law can walk vigorously. Rescue the grandchildren from under the wagon wheel-creatures in a crisis situation can explode with unimaginable tremendous power, not only because they are seen by the opposite sex, but the chastity is under a major crisis, the secret that cannot be made public is also seen by other girls. Can be exceptional. This momentary burst of magical power was injected into the fist without leaving it. The fist that usually hit people at most turned the teenager into a twinkling starlight in the sky.
The girl has no regrets for this excessive treatment. Once the secret is exposed, her personal safety and destiny need not be said much. What will happen to those who believe in her and project their expectations on her...
The secret must be guarded, the young boy who broke into the bathroom must be killed to seal, and the action should be fast, it is best to strike deadly. Rather than being indecisive and causing the other party to experience death before ushering in death, it is better to strike with all strength and end his life before the teenager feels the pain or leaks the wind.
Having said that, this is still murder.
No matter what good reason to cover up, it can't change the fact that she killed an innocent teenager.
Chestnut-colored hair, the brash teenager's face appeared again.
(...You are so cruel.)
The accusation staggered his feet, his body almost lost his balance, and fell off the tree.
The illusion of incomparable vividness and reality almost thought it was real.
The girl didn't know the name of the teenager, and hadn't communicated with the other party, but the illusion at that moment teared the mind and blamed the soul very clearly. The illusion was born, and the pain called guilt ran through the body. Urge the girl to speed up her pace to face and bear her sins.
"At least... bury him well."
It seemed like squeezing the guilt out of the body, the girl bit her lower lip and searched for the original forest that was kept for actual combat training.
Just as she stood on the branch with a long sigh, her sight dimmed, and then her body was hugged up, and the sound of the wind came from her ears-apparently hugged and flew into the air.
"Are you a fool?"
A young girl whispered in the ear of a young girl preparing to fight back in a panic, her body shook slightly, and she forgot what to do next.
"How can there be no magic ornaments for disguise, so boldly soaking in the human aristocratic academy, still stupid as a monkey jumping up and down like a monkey?"
"you……?!"
Feeling the impact of the landing, she opened the coat covering her head, and the girl's surprised and excited face came out.
The mother’s language, which has not been heard for a long time, is being spoken fluently from the mouth of the young man who was beaten by himself. Under the impact of nostalgia and joy, the girl almost wept.
"At least cover your ears!"
The boy used the elven language, which was completely forgotten by human society except for a few humans who studied ancient magic.
Roland pressed the forehead extremely distressedly. The slender pointed ears of the girl with short blond hair like leaves or deer ears were trembling. Seeing this iconic feature of long-lived wisdom that had not been seen for a long time, I missed it again. A haggard feeling of weakness.
All of Alfheim sent out are guys who have undergone strict camouflage training and have excellent psychological qualities. What is going on with this girl? Is it possible to sneak out? The kind of strength that was completely missed from the elves was also suspicious. Ordinary people took a punch and reported to the goddess directly. Fortunately, they have been training constantly since they were young and hit a dragon from the punch to the ceiling. The violent men of dachshund have fully exercised their impact resistance, otherwise it is time for a funeral.
"You... speak elven language?"
The thin lips of the girl in her arms quivered slightly and asked in elven language.
"Uh……?"
The pronunciation and grammar of the girl deviate from the standard elven language, UU reading www. uukanshu.com's toned and frustrated tone also deviated from Roland's elven language.
It's like a dialect.
"I am, human and elf, born, half-elf, from Albion."
As if he hadn't spoken to others for a long time, or to let Roland understand his language, the tearful girl said word by word. (To be continued...)
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