The girl who was punished by the gods counterattacked and became the group's favorite

Bang bang bang!

Syrio didn't know how to describe it, he felt like thunder was rumbling in his chest.

"I want you to be free."

Syrio, who had been tortured countless times, looked at Tia's figure bathed in the moonlight. Her platinum hair seemed to be emitting a holy light. She was wearing an ordinary dress, but she was so noble that people wanted to worship her.

He touched his left chest with one hand, as if this could soothe his restless heart.

he thinks.

He will.

He will.

If she wishes it, then it will come true!

"Why aren't you talking? Don't you like this necklace? I spent a long time choosing it. I had to be careful not to let you see it, and I also had to pick a nice one."

"I like it, I like it very much, I like it very much."

I love you the most!

Syrio reached for the necklace, looked at it in the moonlight, and was about to put it on himself when his thoughts turned again.

"Please help me carry it, I can't carry it myself."

"Okay." Tia looked at Syrio, holding the necklace. He squatted in front of her and moved her hair to the left with her hand to help her put on the necklace.

Syrio felt a sudden weight on his neck. It was light, yet it felt heavy to him.

"It's getting late now, why don't you go to bed early? See you tomorrow?"

"See you tomorrow." Syrio couldn't help but smile after saying this. This was such a beautiful word.

Tia returned to her room, washed up and lay on the bed, but she was thinking about teaching Syrio some basic self-rescue knowledge tomorrow.

But... I haven't learned it myself, so wouldn't it be a bit weird to teach others like this?

The question had just flashed through her mind when Tia fell asleep due to sleepiness.

On the other side, Syrio was lying on the bed, feeling a little excited. He pulled out the necklace on his chest and looked at it again.

This was the first gift he had ever received, and he believed there was no better gift than this.

He was so excited that he fell asleep an hour later than usual. The scene in his dream seemed no different from yesterday. Those ferocious people were trying to devour him like monsters, but he was not so impatient. He believed that as long as he could escape and come here, he could enjoy the good times.

The next morning, they both woke up and went to class. But unlike yesterday, Tia received some bad news: Jurgen was coming to her house the next day.

She couldn't help but frown when she thought of the news. It had to be said that the last time they met, she didn't leave a very good impression.

Although Sylio didn't sleep well last night, he was extremely excited all day. However, when he saw Tia became in a bad mood after hearing the news that Jurgen was coming to visit, his mood was like a bucket of cold water poured on him.

After finishing his nap, Syrio ran over to Tia again and asked, "Do you want to read a book together today?"

"Yeah." Tia didn't like to let herself be stuck in irritability all the time, and she adjusted a lot after her nap.

"Let's read some self-help books today. I'll ask my brother later if he can find someone to teach us about this."

Seeing that Tia was not as irritable as she was in the morning, Syrio nodded happily.

Since the content of the book they were reading this time was different and their purpose was somewhat different, the two of them basically spent the entire afternoon immersed in the book.

It was not until Tamara called people over for dinner that the two of them came out of the ocean of books.

Perhaps, unhappy things always come one after another, and they heard bad news again at dinner time.

People from the church will come to visit me tomorrow.

Hoel was the first person to know the news, but he did not choose to tell it himself. Instead, he asked Butler Raleigh to tell it after dinner.

However, the facts were just as he expected. As soon as the news came out, the two little ones looked at Rory with resentment.

Tia simply became annoyed again. She didn't expect that people from the church would come to her so soon.

She looked at Syrio with some concern.

When Syrio heard the news, he felt as if he had fallen into an icy cave. His entire body began to chill. It wasn't until he felt a gentle touch on his hand that he stopped shivering.

"Tia..."

"I'll wait for you here." Tia tried hard to suppress her annoyance and raised a smile.

Syrio nodded, and the fear and anxiety in his body eased a little.

"it is good."

Syrio responded mechanically. It was unknown how long it was before he heard his own response and came back to his senses.

"Tia, can you play with me for a while longer?"

"Of course. How about going for a stroll in our garden?"

Both of them knew that it was unrealistic to stay, so they especially cherished the time before leaving.

The two walked into the garden hand in hand, but the expected gorgeous flowers did not appear. There was only a field of emerald green and buds about to bloom.

Tia looked at these flowers and for some reason felt that they had just been transplanted there not long ago, but there was nothing good to see in this garden.

"Then let's go together... Well, let me think, let's go to the living room!" After saying that, he pulled Syrio to the living room again. The two of them played Gobang in the living room and drew each other's appearance on paper.

"What are you painting? Like Sadako, I have curly hair." Tia looked at her Picasso-style paintings and took the initiative to accuse Silio.

"I'll learn next time." Syrio said sullenly, but in his heart he was thinking, it would be great if he really could draw.

"Look at the painting I made of you!" Tia saw that Syrio was feeling a little depressed, so she quickly showed him her painting.

"What a beautiful painting." Syrio closed his eyes and praised the painting before he even saw it. He only closed his eyes after scanning the entire painting.

Tia chuckled shyly and said, "I'll learn how to do that in the future. I'll definitely draw you as dashing, handsome, and elegant."

"Okay." Syrio agreed immediately, "Then we'll draw pictures for each other from now on."

No...just eat it if it's a cake?

Tia knew that she had no talent for painting before, and her best painting styles were all stick figures. She wanted to show off this time, but she didn't expect it to be a big deal.

Maybe later...

She smiled awkwardly and calmly changed the subject, "Is there anything else you want from what you saw on the street the other day? If so, I can buy it and put it in your room. That way, you can see it the next time you enter that room."

Syrio didn't want to lie, but he didn't say anything;

The dolls sewn in that doll shop were extremely delicate and looked like Tia, small and sparkling, but this was the gift he wanted to give to Tia.

So he can't say.