The Hero in Exile

The sun in the sky slowly sets and disappears into the mountains. The sun completely disappears, leaving only the vast stars and the white moonlight to tell the world that night is coming.

Moran's carriage also began to slow down. If Lingyu hadn't been sitting next to him and using fireball to illuminate the way an hour ago, he would have gotten off the carriage and rested at that time.

Lingyu's eyes were filled with fatigue from the continuous use of magic. Even though Moran had told her many times that they could continue their journey at daybreak, he insisted on running to her side to light the way. He didn't need this little while anyway. He was in such a hurry to leave this time that he didn't even take care of his health.

The more Moran thought about it, the angrier he became, so he just stopped thinking about it.

"Go and take a rest first, leave this to me."

"Ah."

Moran led the horse to a rotten wood, tied it up, and gave it some hay and water. That was enough for him. The next step was to start a fire, spread out the sleeping bag, and set up the barrier as he was used to. That was the end of the work.

My current strength is not as weak as before, but it is still far behind. The only function of this barrier is to know whether anything has come in or not, but I don't even know how powerful it is.

Moran returned to the fire and saw that there was no one in the sleeping bag. He looked around and found Lingyu squatting by the campfire, curled up with her knees hugged like a kitten.

Lingyu's head was like pounding garlic, falling down for a while and then immediately bouncing up again (brothers, you guys wouldn't be like this in class, right?). He was so sleepy but he didn't go to sleep. Could it be that he was waiting for me?

Moran shook his head. No matter what she thought, he had to let her move to another place to sleep well.

"Lingyu, wake up, wake up."

Lingyu had not reacted after being shaken twice, but when she heard Moran calling her, she tried hard to open her eyes. After seeing that it was indeed Moran, the tiredness in her eyes disappeared a little.

"You're finally back. I've been waiting until I fell asleep."

"Actually, you can go to bed first. There's no need to wait for me. Nothing will happen to you." I wanted to say that, but after seeing the look in Lingyu's eyes as if she was waiting for me to come home, I thought better of it.

"Rest early so you can travel tomorrow."

"Ah."

Hearing Moran's cold tone, I couldn't help but feel even more depressed.

The two people's sleeping bags were so close that they were almost touching each other. If they wanted to, they could roll over to each other's side. Moran stared at the sky for a while and began to feel sleepy.

Lingyu had her back to him and he didn't know what she was doing, but seeing her moving around, he knew he couldn't fall asleep for a while. Doesn't that mean he was so sleepy just now but now he can't sleep well?

"Moran."

"Ok?"

By the time Moran reacted, Lingyu had already grabbed the corner of his clothes, but his back was still facing him.

"Well, could you please stop being angry?"

Lingyu's tone was like a child who had just made a mistake apologizing to an adult. This was also the first time Lingyu spoke to her in this tone.

"I was just thinking about getting to the Dwarf Country as quickly as possible. Besides, you didn't talk to me much during my entire sitting in the back. You only spoke to me when I sat... next to you... I will listen to you next time, so don't be angry."

Lingyu's little face was as red as the rising sun, and her little heart was beating non-stop.

I am a man who has been a brave warrior for more than ten years, but I just acted like a spoiled child to my archenemy, who is also a man. If I didn't really have some feelings for him, I would not have done this. If he doesn't coax me, I won't talk to him for the next two days.

"I see. I'm not angry. I'm just worried about you. You just recovered from your injury not long ago. It's not good for your health to use magic like this before your strength recovers."

As he said that, Moran tore open the corner of his clothes and grabbed Lingyu's small hand and held it in his palm. Lingyu waved twice symbolically and then did not move.

Moran felt the little hand in his palm and couldn't help but feel strange. Can't the girl's hand be warmed up? It's always so cold.

“It’s really warm.”

Without giving Moran a chance to react, Lingyu crawled into Moran's sleeping bag, leaving only his aho-hair and a small part of his head exposed.

Feeling the warmth in the bed, Lingyu couldn't help but feel more comfortable.

"Why did you just..."

"Isn't it okay for me to be cold? And you were the one who covered my hand first, otherwise I wouldn't know you were so warm."

Lingyu interrupted Moran before he finished speaking. If he continued asking, she would be so embarrassed.

Moran felt the heat coming from his chest and his face felt hot. He said that it was indeed quite cold that day and moved closer to Lingyu.

Lingyu also noticed Moran's little action but didn't do anything. Instead, she kind of hoped that he would do so?

After a while, Lingyu finally fell asleep in his arms, but he couldn't fall asleep. If he moved a little, he would touch Lingyu's body. In addition, Lingyu's faint fragrance disturbed his mind and forced him to stay awake all the time to suppress the gun. If he got so close, he would not be able to suppress the gun...

In the second half of the night, Moran finally felt sleepy and was about to fall asleep. Lingyu, who originally had an ugly sleeping posture, also didn't understand.

Suddenly, an unknown strip of object hit his face. Moran opened his eyes in annoyance, and the silly hair on Lingyu's head began to move restlessly.

"you**..."