The Hero in Exile

"You're here really early, Moran and Lingyu. I wonder if you've had time to have breakfast. The Imperial's grilled sausages with bread are pretty good. You should try them."

"You are really stupid, Born. You called someone to inform them so early. They are the saviors of the empire, but their situation is not that critical. They should be allowed to rest for a while."

De Ryan looked at his old friend speechlessly.

Lingyu's eyes were bloodshot and she couldn't help yawning. It was obvious that she didn't get enough rest last night. Her body just needed a short rest.

My hair is a little frizzy because it came out too quickly.

But the main culprit for not letting myself get enough rest was because of...

Moran, who felt the gaze, pretended to know nothing and covered his head, pretending to be confused as well.

……

This morning I had just fallen asleep after a long academic exchange in the evening.

Then I heard a servant outside bringing news that the church had sent troops to march towards the borders of various countries.

It would take them several days to get here, but Moran, who was half asleep, only heard the words "the church sent troops to the capital" and woke up Lingyu without thinking completely.

"Don't touch me. Let me sleep for a while after all the trouble lasting all night."

Lingyu suppressed the discomfort in her body and turned over with her back facing Moran.

"This is serious business. The church has called us!"

"Why move so quickly!"

Lingyu sat up without caring about the pain in her body, her mind full of thoughts about the church's night attack and the prospect of another fight.

After making preparations, the two of them immediately went out and headed towards Bourne's command post.

There were not many people on the streets along the way, not even a few soldiers.

Moran's mind became much clearer when the cold wind blew across his forehead.

It seemed like I had heard it wrong, but I remembered Lingyu who had not slept for long after I kept it a secret all night.

Moran was sweating profusely on this cold night.

"What's wrong, Moran? Aren't those guys going to be here soon? Haha, I'm so sleepy, hurry up."

Lingyu followed Moran relying on her consciousness, holding the holy sword in one hand and yawning with the other, her eyes narrowed and unable to open.

Mo Lan gritted her teeth and decided to try her best.

Although admitting it earlier can end the pain earlier, but...

It takes one second to delay.

……

"So it will take a long time for the troops to arrive here?"

"Yes. If they were all at the gates, I would have to ask someone to pry open the door and wake you up."

"Then can we go back first?"

"Actually, we didn't ask you to come. We just wanted to inform you of the situation."

Lingyu, who had already figured out the situation, looked at Moran with murderous eyes.

I have to do this twice tonight.

Is this the legendary way of waking yourself up and going back to sleep?

"That Uncle Boen and King Derian, even though they have just sent out their troops, I think there are still many details to discuss with them."

De Ryan and Bourne looked at Lingyu's kind smile behind Moran as if they understood everything.

Given her current resentment, not even Bourne would dare to save Moran, so De Ryan naturally pretended not to understand.

"The staff officer and I have already discussed it. Moran, just take a good rest. We will call you when we need you."

Looking at his son-in-law's pleading eyes looking at him, Bowen looked at the stars in the sky guiltily.

"Well, I think milk tea should be paired with fire blast magic, so that the elves don't have to live in trees."

De Ryan chose to read the random reply.

"Then we won't disturb you two anymore, Moran, let's go back." Lingyu read emotionlessly.

"Okay... okay Lingyu, let's go back first!"

With the determination to die, Moran turned around and followed Lingyu on the final journey of no return.

……

"Judgment of Holy Light!"

"I was wrong, I just heard it wrong Lingyu, please believe me."

"I definitely believe you, just stay where you are and don't move!"

"what!"

The noise in the room was so loud that everyone on this floor could feel it.

The patrolling guard stood at the door, not knowing what to do.

"Brother, this is the king's palace after all. Do we need to stop them?"

"You're stupid and you don't believe me. If you don't manage this place well, I'll just say a few words to you. But if you go in, your life will be in danger."

"Let's go. Just report it tomorrow. No one wants to offend them anyway."

At this time in the room, Moran was kneeling on the washboard with bruises all over his face.

"You kneel here today. This will end when I wake up. If I wake up and you don't do it, you know the consequences."

"Yeah, I know. I really won't dare to do it again next time."

Maybe because his mouth was a little swollen, his speech was not very clear, but there was still some fear in his tone.

Lingyu squinted her eyes for a while and then turned off the light. For some reason, she couldn't sleep and tossed and turned.

Could it be that he was sobered up by Moran?

Awake by the wind?

Lingyu sat up angrily and found that Moran had fallen asleep while kneeling on the washboard!

pat—

Something soft hit Moran's face and he woke up from his dream.

"Who has the assassin?"

Then I saw a pair of resentful eyes in the darkness.

"What did I do wrong again, huh?"

"Come up and sleep."

After saying these three simple and clear words, Lingyu lay on the side of the bed to make room for Moran.

Moran was stunned at first, then he got on the bed with joy and put his arm around Lingyu's slender waist.

"Wife, you are still good to me."

"I said you could touch me?"

Lingyu pretended to struggle for a few times before sighing helplessly and admitting defeat. After warning him not to touch anything, she quickly fell asleep.