Light Spirit Epic Chapter 19: The origin of fate (Part 1)

Chapter 19: Destiny (Part 1)

The next morning. The medical room of the Knights of the North.

Bedivere wakes up to find a girl changing her bandages. Her slender hand touched the chest of the werewolf boy.

"Ah!" Bedivere was startled and almost jumped out of the hospital bed, but the girl immediately held him down with one hand.

"Don't move!" the girl stopped. Her beautiful face has a different kind of beauty when frowning, which is enough to fascinate all male creatures in the world.

"But------" Bedivere blushed. Now he is naked, always a little embarrassed.

The girl smiled sweetly, her beautiful face showing a more charming brilliance in this smile, those two faintly visible dimples rippling along with her rosy complexion, enough to make any man in the world fascinate reverse.

Seeing that Bedivere finally calmed down, she said softly with a smile: "The wounded is lying here obediently. I really don't understand why the wooden knight took you out of the infirmary without authorization. Lie for a month. Look, didn't the wound open?"

"Wood------?" Thinking that it was Arthur, the werewolf boy couldn't help but feel amused. This description couldn't be more appropriate.

"I, my injury is no longer a problem, so——" Bedivere blushed, even though the wound was torn apart in his panic and struggle just now, he couldn't care less. He deliberately pushed the therapist's hand away: "Uh...can you stay away from me?"

Unexpectedly, this remark had the opposite effect. The therapist understood the thoughts of the werewolf boy, and laughed mischievously: "Shy? It's really a child, it's really cute. Shouldn't it be----- -What nasty things are you thinking about?"

"No, no, how could that be." Bedivere blushed even more.

What a lovely girl, as beautiful as a doll. In her beautiful emerald eyes, there was an air of rebelliousness like a wild horse. Her slender fingers moved nimbly, as if deliberately teasing the werewolf boy's body.

Not good! In this case------

"Oh, the little fur boy stands up." The girl said in a teasing tone.

"Sorry..." Bedivere apologized in a low voice, he wanted to find a hole to burrow into right away.

"I have to treat hundreds of wounded soldiers of the Knights every day. You are not the first to do this, child." The girl smiled slyly, she was used to this kind of thing. Think of it as a compliment to my charm. But if you look at me lustfully,"

She held up the tool scissors for removing the bandage: "You won't need this kind of [compliment] in the future."

The werewolf boy felt an invisible pain in his lower body. He looked away in horror, "I know, miss. Yes, I'm sorry!"

The girl chuckled, then put down the scissors: "It's not [Miss], it's Greenville."

A voice added: "And she is the daughter of the leader of the Northern Heaven Knights. You must be impatient, you dare to attack the daughter of the Heavenly Knights?"

Greenville turned her head and saw that it was the knight Arthur. The knight's original coarse cloth has been replaced by a silver light armor, and the white and silver snowflake medal reflects a cold light on his chest.

As expected, people rely on clothes. Looking at Arthur like this, Greenville suddenly changed her mind towards the short, rude, and stupid-looking boy from before. He might be a little handsome, though still a dwarf.

"I didn't know you had a sense of humor?" Greenville asked to hide her shyness.

"Do I have one?" Arthur shrugged, looking seriously thinking. He hadn't figured out what part of what he said had a sense of humor.

"Hum hum hum ------" Greenville chuckled, her voice like a silver bell. What really made her laugh was Knight Arthur's naive expression when he thought about it~IndoMTL.com~ When she smiled, she added a bit of fox-like cunning to her face - as big as her father Leon Dickens The cunning of the duke is the same, it can be said that if there is a father, there must be a daughter.

After chatting for a while, Greenville didn't take it easy, she saluted, and politely [please] the knight's master and servant out: "Take your servant back. Since you care so much about a Little servant, you should help him change the bandage yourself, instead of making him embarrassed in front of the lady."

"Yes, my dear lady." Arthur gave a half-serious salute, pulling up one of Bedivere's (half-bandaged) arms.

"I can walk by myself!" the werewolf boy protested, getting up from the bed.

He doesn't care about the artificial etiquette of human beings. In his eyes, the couple were just flirting. Every word between them made the werewolf boy feel sick.

Bedevier didn't know that, in Arthur's eyes, the beautiful Greenville was just an ordinary mortal.

Arthur sees a dark and monotonous world in his eyes:

There is no love, no wonder; no hope, no dream.

The silver knight who doesn't know what [joy] is Arthur D. Kelton------

------Never can understand the charm of the goddesses.

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