Cloud Thinking

“Your Highness, it’s me, I’m Lydia, don’t be afraid.”

"I'm with you. I'll protect you. Don't be afraid."

A warm, soft, fragrant body enveloped Helia.

His gentle hands caressed her back, and his big furry tail wrapped around her waist, passing on warmth to her bit by bit.

Helia was about to push away the person who was approaching her, but unexpectedly found that she was not opposed to the other person's contact.

Those cold, vicious, sticky things that made her feel suffocated and nauseous disappeared in an instant after Lydia hugged herself.

All that was left was the smell of the quilt that had been warmed by the sun, so warm that one couldn't let go.

Tears flowed out uncontrollably, wetting Lydia's neck, cold and wet.

But it was quickly evaporated by Lydia's higher body temperature, leaving Helia with a dry yet warm touch.

Yeah, Lydia.

A character who did not appear in the script at all, a person who existed in this world because of her, a soul that belonged to her alone.

She is not without anything, nor is she powerless.

She is not the original owner, and certainly not Starley.

She is herself, she is a traveler from another world and the most special person in this world.

She can and will, with her abilities, save more people and allow more people to have a better tomorrow.

Perhaps in the face of predetermined fate, in front of the gods, and in front of this cannibalistic society, I am the weakest.

But in the eyes of some people, she is extremely powerful.

Powerful enough to illuminate their world and save them from the swamp of darkness.

She can be a bug in the eyes of some people, or the sun in the eyes of others.

Helia hugged Lydia tightly, calling her name again and again: "Lydia...Lydia..."

"Your Highness, I am here. I am always here."

Lydia felt Helia's uneasiness. Just like Helia had hugged her and comforted her before, now she was stroking her back, soothing her uneasy and frightened heart.

As soon as Lydia returned to the castle, she heard an explosion coming from Helia's room.

She had been running around outside all day and didn't even have time to change her clothes. She quickly went upstairs and stopped in front of Helia's door.

Ansel briefly explained the current situation to her.

Lydia ignored his dissuasion and didn't care whether the mentally unstable Helia would fire a magic bullet at her and send her to death. She walked straight towards Helia and hugged her in her arms.

It was the first time she saw Helia so vulnerable.

It's like a person walking on a tightrope, with nerves tense and the possibility of falling from a height at any time.

She didn't care if other people discovered her orc identity. She remembered that Helia liked her tail and ears, so she transformed into them to please her.

She loosened her arms slightly, looked down and saw Helia's face full of tears. She pecked her face like a puppy, wiped the tears from her face, and rubbed her scent on her body.

It was unknown how much time had passed, until Helia's voice was almost hoarse from crying and her eyes were swollen like walnuts, and she finally fell asleep from exhaustion.

But even so, she did not loosen her hands around Lydia's neck, buried her head in the other's warm and soft chest, and fell into a deep sleep.

"Is Aya okay?" Ansel leaned against the door, looking at Lydia hugging Helia, and asked worriedly.

"Go away."

Lydia made no effort to conceal her hostility towards Ansel. Her pupils narrowed into vertical slits, revealing her fangs.

She didn't like Ansel in the first place, but seeing that Helia didn't resist his closeness and kindness, she didn't want to show her dislike directly, so as not to put Helia in a difficult position.

But now, she just handed Helia over to this guy to take care of for a few days.

In such a short time, this useless piece of shit couldn't even take care of a single person, causing her to become like this.

How could she not be angry?

"It is indeed my fault. I didn't notice Aya's abnormality in time. I'm sorry." Ansel was not angry when he was told this.

Although he was depressed, he was more worried.

Where Helia couldn't see, Lydia finally looked a bit like a werewolf - fierce and inhuman enough.

"Since you know you're an eyesore, stop hanging around her."

After saying this, she stood up with Helia in her arms, and without looking back at Ansel's "colorful" face, she returned to her own room.

Helia had many dreams, one on top of another.

Sometimes it was the contents of the imaging stone, sometimes it was the picture of her original world, and sometimes it was what she experienced after she came here.

Her brain was about to explode.

She knew she was dreaming, but no matter what she did, she couldn't wake herself up.

I can only sink into layer after layer of dreams and gradually lose myself...

"Ouch!"

A loud wolf howl brought some of her consciousness back to her.

She lowered her head and found a wolf almost as tall as her waist, biting the corner of her clothes and pulling in a certain direction, motioning for her to follow him.

She couldn't help but lean over and rub the wolf's head. The warm and soft touch seemed familiar to her.

The wolf loosened its grip on her clothes and stepped forward to lead the way.

From time to time it would stop and look back at Helia, making sure she was catching up before continuing on.

I walked like this for a very long time before I finally found a strange white light at the edge of the chaotic dream.

The wolf with shiny fur stood in front of the white light, waiting for Helia to walk over.

"Can I?"

Helia suddenly stopped, not knowing whether she was asking the question to herself or to someone else.

"Woo—" The wolf raised its head and howled, then its pair of green eyes looked steadily at Helia, as if telling her—you can do it.

She took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, and encouraged herself, "I, Hu Hansan, can do it!"

"Tell my mother! I'm not a coward!"

She took a step forward, walked firmly towards the white light, and passed through it——

It was a wonderful feeling, like soaking in a hot spring, the warm steam enveloping her whole body, and her skin seemed to unfold.

It is like lying on the lawn in the afternoon, with the warm but not dazzling sunshine shining on your body, making you feel cozy.

The scent of green grass lingers at the tip of your nose. Don’t think about anything and just let time slip away.

Layer after layer of nightmares shattered behind her, and she was finally able to escape from them and slowly woke up.

The first thing that caught my eye was something furry and warm, with a faint lemon scent.

She had just woken up and was not yet fully conscious, so she instinctively reached out and scratched it gently.

There was a rustling sound behind her, and then the plush in front of her swayed up and down, brushing across her cheek.

Her face was covered with fur and her nose was itchy. She couldn't help but sneeze, and the confusion was cleared away.

Now I finally woke up.

"Your Highness, you are awake."

A familiar voice came, and Helia turned around and saw Lydia, who was only wearing a vest, with one hand on her head, looking down at her condescendingly.

In her hand, she was holding the other's furry tail, which couldn't stop wagging because of its owner's happiness.

Helia blinked, her mind racing as she began to review what happened last night:

Ansel... Image Stone... Starley...

When she thought about how she had a stress reaction to the content of the video stone last night, and how she almost hurt someone and destroyed half of the room, she felt overwhelmed.

I really shouldn't be so stubborn...

Lydia saw Helia frowning and realized that she was in a bad mood, so she lowered her head and put her furry ears in front of Helia's face.

"If you are in a bad mood, you can touch my ears." Lydia said.

Oh, whose little dog is this? Whose little wolf is this?

It's mine!

Helia's heart melted with cuteness.

So she ravaged, no, caressed Lydia.

The two of them played on the bed for a long time.

Of course, it was Helia who was teasing Lydia unilaterally, and Lydia let Helia "play" with her.

"Your Highness, are you sure you are okay?"

Lydia was still somewhat worried.

After all, she had never seen Helia so vulnerable and so radical.

Helia turned her head and her forehead touched with Lydia's.

The two of them interlocked their hands, holding each other firmly and powerfully, sharing warmth and heartbeat.

She looked at Lydia, imprinting her image deeply into her mind to ensure that she would never forget it in the future.

"If you stay with me the whole time, then I'll be fine." Helia said seriously.

Lydia's eyes suddenly lit up, her eyes widened slightly, and her ears stood up with excitement.

The tail was hitting the bed uncontrollably, making crackling sounds.

She grabbed Helia's hand and placed it on her chest, and responded eagerly and passionately: "I will! I will always be by your side, as long as..."

"As long as you need me."

Perhaps, Helia and Lydia's meeting, acquaintance and companionship began with a coincidence, and began with an act of bravery that exceeded their own capabilities.

If she hadn't gone to the bazaar with her senior that day, hadn't run into the woman who was bought, hadn't thought about it carefully, hadn't taken it to heart, hadn't investigated it in depth, hadn't run into Fesiumia and Rebel, hadn't had Ronishi and Yoris and the others help her...

There was no way she could save Lydia.

Lydia will also die in the torture day after day.

But, unfortunately, there is no if.

Everything has already happened and everything is a foregone conclusion.

Lydia is now by her side, proving that all the daring things she has done are true.

To Helia, Lydia was special and unique, and was her first proof of changing the world.

She saw the possibility of changing the future in Lydia, and also saw her own power——

The power to reverse predetermined destiny.

Lydia thanked her for saving her life, but didn't Helia thank her too?

It was she who allowed me to see the future and the way forward!

"I won't abandon you, because only with you can I move forward."

Helia hugged Lydia and buried her head in the crook of her neck, rubbing her scent onto the other like a little animal.

Lydia said nothing, just hugged her back.

The same is true for Lydia, Helia is her existence and her driving force to keep moving forward.

They are special people in each other's lives.

The two of them didn't do anything serious today. They stayed in the room the whole day and even had their meals brought in and ate in the room.

Helia was busy combing Lydia's hair, while Lydia lay comfortably on Helia's legs, occasionally purring when she was feeling comfortable, and her eyes were narrowed into slits in comfort.

"By the way, I've always been curious. For a werewolf like you, Lydia, when the full moon comes, won't your wolf nature burst out and want to howl at the moon?" Helia asked.

After all, in her understanding, of course all of this understanding came from the novels and comics she had read in another world, werewolves would inevitably have plots where their beastly nature exploded, and they would go berserk on full-moon nights and so on.

Because of Lydia's special identity, she kept her ears and tails tucked away most of the time, looking no different from a normal person. She only showed her true appearance in front of Helia.

She hadn't had time or had forgotten to ask before, but now that she remembered it, she asked out of curiosity.

"Huh? Why are you yelling at the moon?"

Lydia's face was full of confusion, as if she didn't understand why Helia had such a strange misunderstanding about her.

Seeing that Helia was also confused, she took the initiative to explain, "Although we can bark, we usually purr to convey information to everyone in the tribe."

"But I haven't run into my kind for a long time. I left the tribe a long time ago and I have no home."

Helia: You're such a big mouth! You were so talkative just now! Why are you silent now?

"As for the wolf nature erupting... I was able to control my human form when I was very young. Unless I was on the verge of death, I would not lose control."

"Your Highness, rest assured."

Helia: Damn novels! They are really harmful!

Ahhhhh! Our little wolf wouldn't act like that!

Helia hugged Lydia, patted her back and rubbed her face like she was coaxing a child.

Even though this child is older than her, in her eyes, Lydia will always be that pitiful and cute little wolf who can be rubbed as she pleases.

They stayed in Kenleka for nearly nine days.

Although it took less than two days to complete the task of arresting the pagans, and Helia had the remaining week to rest, no one dared to say anything against it.

It can even be said that Elroy would welcome it.

He really hoped that Helia could rest peacefully and not run out to cause trouble for him.

Although he looks young, he is already old and is not able to bear the strain both physically and mentally.

Although Grammy was a little excited at first to be able to leave the palace and play around.

But he was an old man already, and after only two days of running around outside, he started yelling that his bones were about to fall apart, so he stayed in the house to rest until they were ready to return.

Wicks and Carlisle are the ones who really do the work.

The two people who originally disliked each other actually reconciled their relationship after this incident, and they could still greet each other in a friendly manner if they accidentally met each other.

Although Carlisle wanted to be a neutral party and act according to circumstances.

But unfortunately, he does not have as much capital and powerful strength as Carter College.

After Helia joined the race for succession and made it clear that she wanted to extend her hand to the Royal Knights, he had no other way out.

Helia stood on the same side as Eric, she supported her brother, and Stella was on Helia's side, even the little prince Hector was now being raised by Helia.

At this moment, the entire royal family was twisted into a rope, huddled together like an iron barrel, making it impossible for anyone to easily get in between and split them up.

Carlisle could either obey and stand on Helia's side, and stop using the Royal Knights to oppose Eric's Magic Knights.

Either...

He was killed by Helia and Eric.

So what if he is the leader of the Knights Templar?

For the royal family, useless dogs can be killed for any reason.

Anyway, there are a lot of people who are vying to be the royal family's dogs.

He is a smart man, he certainly knows what to do.