As a villain, I really don't want to be pursued by the heroine.

You agreed so readily?

Don’t adventurers cherish their lives?

"Mr. Sword Ghost, is this really possible? You're clearly so badly injured..."

Roy was about to agree, but when he saw the doubt in the other person's eyes, he shut up immediately.

Not good, this guy is suspecting me!

That's right, normal adventurers are afraid of death and there's no need to risk their lives for money. What I did was a bit too abnormal.

So Roy had no choice but to say in a resolute tone: "That being said, this situation is special."

"The demons are humanity's greatest enemy. As a transcendent being, how could I retreat when humanity is in danger? Mr. Malfoy, please don't mind. It is my natural responsibility to sacrifice myself for humanity!"

Malfoy was deeply moved by this righteous answer.

The adventurers he had met in the past were all profit-driven and would run away faster than rabbits if something really happened.

But Roy's answer made him admire him sincerely.

"Mr. Sword Ghost is so understanding and righteous that I feel a little ashamed."

"Don't worry, the academy will remember your contribution. Furthermore, reinforcements will arrive tomorrow, and if Mr. Sword Ghost wishes to leave then, I will not stop him."

Roy nodded.

But, reinforcements...

Roy had no expectations.

Diabolos dared to make such a big fuss, so he must have thought that the magicians would learn how to surround him and make preparations in advance. I'm afraid the arrival of reinforcements won't be as smooth as Malfoy imagined.

After chatting for a few more words, Roy stopped him when he saw the other party was about to leave.

"and many more."

Roy tossed him a bottle.

Malfoy took it and looked at it, his eyes widening.

"Holy water? And it's highly concentrated holy water..."

This is an item controlled by the church.

Of course, in the Western Continent, this thing is not considered a contraband, because all the major forces are secretly coveting this thing, and naturally it is impossible for them to fully cooperate with the church.

With Malfoy's keen eyesight as a wizard, he could see that this small bottle of holy water alone was enough to exchange for low-purity holy water on the market, enough for thousands of people to use.

This is far more effective than any bandage, herb, or healing potion.

Roy didn't think much of it. After all, they were all from the same clan, so he'd do whatever he could to help. Holy water wasn't a rare commodity to him anyway.

However, Malfoy was once again moved by his selflessness, and his breathing became heavy.

"Mr. Sword Ghost and the church are... no, thank you for your help." Malfoy stopped talking in time, leaned forward slightly, and expressed his sincere respect to Roy.

After Malfoy left, silence returned to the tent. Roy lay quietly on the bed, but suddenly remembered something.

Oh, I forgot to ask them how Lyanna was doing.

Although that guy was not injured, he had consumed a lot of his extraordinary strength, and there might be problems with his bloodline again.

Do you want to go visit her?

Roy was a little distressed.

By revealing himself as the Sword Ghost, he could avoid being mistaken for a noble of the kingdom and thus dragging the Lionheart Kingdom into it.

However, Sword Ghost had no reason to be close to the black magician, Student Council President Lyanna.

It's already late at night. If I go to a girl's tent at this time, I'm afraid I'll be misunderstood as a weird uncle who's eating young grass!

After thinking about it, Roy gave up the idea of ​​visiting Lyanna.

However, after a while, he could no longer lie still.

The reason this time is simpler.

He is hungry.

I was so hungry that I couldn't sleep at all.

That's right, strength is strength. Strictly speaking, Roy has just entered Sequence 7 and is far from being able to completely stop eating.

After a whole day of fierce fighting, even if the injuries are recovered, the consumed energy is in urgent need of replenishment.

Especially that damn demon who used the Black Tiger Heart-Digger move to take out all his breakfast...

Adventurers, mages, these guys are so careless, aren't they? They don't even bring food to visit a patient?!

Roy didn't consider that in the eyes of outsiders, even if he wasn't dead, he was only half-breathed, and he was afraid of choking to death even if he drank a sip of water, so he didn't do it.

Roy, feeling hungry and resentful, had to get up and go find food.

Who knew that as soon as I lifted the door curtain, I saw an unexpected figure.

Under the dim moonlight, there is a beautiful figure with brown hair.

And in her hand, there was a basket with a faint aroma of meat.

Roy looked around and confirmed that there was no one nearby, then asked curiously, "Why are you here?"

"Alas, it's so rare that someone comes to visit you. Is this how you welcome a lady?" Lyanna smiled helplessly.

She walked into the tent and sat on the bed as naturally as if she were at home.

Roy pulled the door curtain tight and grumbled, "It's not a good idea for a student like you to come to the tent of adventurers of the opposite sex alone at night, right?"

"You're so unromantic." Lyanna held her cheek, feigning intoxication. "It's more fun to have a secret rendezvous late at night, behind everyone's back, isn't it?"

"Why don't you sit down?" Lyanna patted the seat beside her with interest, as if calling a small animal.

"Why are you the one calling me..." Roy sat down, keeping as much distance from the bad woman as possible.

However, the bed in the tent was small, just enough for one person to sleep on.

When two people sit on it, the space between them is pitifully small.

"It's just you and me here, you can take off your clothes."

"?"

"I mean the hood."

Roy did as he was told wordlessly, revealing his true face. The brown-haired girl gave him a sweet smile. "That's great! Only I can see what you look like now, junior."

Under the flickering candlelight, Roy couldn't help but feel moved as he looked at his own reflection in those dark purple eyes.

He remembered the words again - "The president will definitely be happy to see you."

Whether as the student council president or as the Snake-Eyes Witch, Lyanna always has a faint smile on her face.

But Roy inexplicably felt that the smile at this moment was a little different, like a gentle breeze rippling in the night.

Some are cute.

and many more!

Isn't this guy a bad woman? It's too stupid to fall for the teasing of a bad woman. Be careful not to be taken advantage of!

Roy forced himself to look away. "By the way, you're in the mood for a joke. It doesn't look like anything serious is wrong."

Unexpectedly, as soon as these words came out, Lyanna's smile disappeared.

"Compared to me, you are the one who needs more care."

She lowered her eyes, folded her hands, pressed down her skirt, looked at Roy's chest and abdomen, and said in a much lighter tone than before: "Are you sure you are okay?"

The genuine concern on the girl's face made Roy's suppressed emotions surge again.

Chapter 119: Can't Sleep Alone

"I'm sure I'm fine. Anyway, I clearly explained to you that I have the abilities of a vampire."

"Then lift up your clothes."

Roy was stunned. He thought, after all this fuss, this guy was still teasing him.

But Lyanna said seriously, exuding the aura of a senior student: "I'm not kidding you."

"let me see."

Roy was shocked.

Helpless, he had to obey and lifted up his shirt.

The original wound has basically healed, but the skin is as pink as a newborn baby's, which looks obviously different from the surrounding area.

Lyanna reached out and touched it gently with her fingertips, as if handling some fragile treasure.

Roy found this cautious look a little funny, and the soft touch on his abdomen made him feel a little embarrassed: "See, I told you it's okay."

"But it still hurts, right?"

"No, it doesn't hurt anymore..."

“But it must have hurt.”

Roy was silent for a moment. "Nothing. I was just using him to find a breakthrough."

Lyanna sighed slightly, shook her head and smiled bitterly.

"I'm really useless. As a senior, I obviously have a higher bloodline level, but I failed to protect you, forcing you to use this method to win."

The girl lowered her head, falling into the shadow outlined by the candlelight, and the air fell into a momentary silence.

Lyanna rarely faced adversity. She was always unpredictable, confident and scheming, as if she had everything under control. This was the first time Roy saw her so discouraged.

In fact, Lyanna did a pretty good job. If it were just Roy on his own, the outcome would have been decided in just a few moves. In the previous battle, the nine-headed hydra had saved his life many times.

But how could Lyanna not understand these principles?

Thinking of this, Roy coughed twice and deliberately raised his voice: "If you really feel bad, why don't you do something for me."

"Ugh?"

Roy put on a villain's smirk, looked at Lyanna wantonly, and began to blackmail her morally: "Tsk tsk, senior sister, senior sister, it's a rare opportunity to play a trick on you. I have to think carefully about what to do."

Given Lyanna's personality, she would probably cheer up and fight back with a playful look on her face as usual.

But even that's better than falling into self-blame and looking depressed.

Unexpectedly, Lyanna raised her head and said seriously, "Okay."

"......ah?"

"As long as it's something I can do for my junior, just tell me, I will agree to it no matter what it is." Lyanna came closer and said word by word.

There was no smile or joking on her face. She stated the facts with certainty and assurance, and her eyes were frighteningly firm.

Roy had originally thought of all kinds of excessive demands and was prepared to be killed by Lyanna, but now Roy was no longer able to handle her.

I was just talking nonsense to liven up the atmosphere.

But Lyanna seemed serious! Even a little... expectant?

Didn't this guy ever think about what to do if he said something outrageous and sexually harassing?

After a moment's silence, Roy finally looked away and rubbed his hair helplessly.

"Feed me."

"Huh? That's it?"

"That's it! Feed me! I'm hungry!"

Lyanna blinked, then covered her mouth with her hands, unable to hold back her laughter.

"Sure, as long as it's your junior's request, I will agree to it no matter what it is."

There was broth with black bread in the basket. After all, it was army rations and not a very sumptuous dish.

Lyanna took out the black bread and broth from the basket, broke the former into pieces, soaked it in the bowl, then scooped a spoonful, blew it carefully to her lips, and then gently handed it to Roy.

Roy regretted this request.