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

"That's it."

.

"Teacher Jon Snow, you see I'm in a very bad condition. You don't need to feed me!" Roy shook his hands.

Jon Snow was stunned for a moment, then seemed to react, and lowered his eyes in disappointment: "Okay."

But after a while, she raised her head and said seriously, "Then I'll wipe your body."

Roy almost spit out his food.

"That's even more unnecessary! I can do it myself!"

"......All right."

Seeing Jon Snow looking listless and hesitant to speak, Roy couldn't help but feel a little amused.

Ever since that battle, Jon Snow has always been like this, always wanting to do something for him.

Roy was very grateful for the escort on this trip, but she herself didn't seem to think so.

"Yes, Roy can do everything on his own, so the teacher is of no use to him. Well, I won't disturb your rest for now."

Seeing Jon Snow's distraught look, Roy felt bad and had to call out to her: "Wait, if you must, there is something I want to trouble you with, teacher."

"What's the matter?" Jon Snow raised his head, his eyes lighting up.

Scratching his cheek and hesitating for a moment, Roy whispered, "...lap pillow, please."

It not only satisfies Jon Snow's wish to take care of herself, but also doesn't trouble her too much. Isn't it a win-win situation?

After a moment, Jon Snow sat on the bed.

Roy lay on those soft white thighs.

Since the blue dress was damaged in the battle, Jon Snow is now wearing the traditional gauze dress of a noble lady from the Sands.

The blue gauze is as thin as a cicada's wing. Lying on it, you can feel the girl's cool and soft fragrance more clearly.

"Is that enough?" Jon Snow lowered his head and looked at him carefully, seeming not to understand.

The loose open-chested top slipped down slightly, revealing the snow-white flesh on her chest in a provocative but not overly exposed way; the exposed lower body was barely visible, forcing Roy to look away.

Enough! Enough is enough!

If this continues, our pure teacher-student friendship will be tarnished!

"I quite like this."

"Roy likes my legs?"

"Oh no, I mean..."

Xue Nuo lifted the hair from his temples, his eyes softened, and he exhaled a faint fragrance: "It's just this level, anytime is fine."

She felt that she should be gentler towards Roy.

Bingrou's eyes were like a pool of water, which made Roy immersed in it and his mood calmed down.

Outside the window, the sun is scorching and the wind and sand are blowing loudly, creating the unique desolation of the Jinsha border.

But being next to Jon Snow was like being in an oasis with clear springs, peaceful and harmonious, making one unable to help but relax and heal the fatigue from all the way.

If it weren't for Jon Snow, even if he activated the [Blade of the Former King] and killed all the cult priests, it would be difficult for him to escape to the border of Golden Sands relying on the injured [Cheese].

Thinking of this, Roy sighed sincerely: "Teacher Xue Nuo, thank you for taking care of me all the way."

The silver-haired girl's eyes flickered when she heard this.

"Deny it. Don't say that. I don't deserve your gratitude."

He clearly knew that some cultists were targeting his bloodline and he clearly promised to protect him, but he arrived too late, forcing him to face the danger of being besieged by the cultists alone.

Just thinking about this made Jon Snow's heart ache, and he was about to be swallowed by the endless surge of guilt.

"I've caused you to suffer so much. I'm simply not a qualified mentor." Jon Snow murmured in a deep voice, his tone becoming bitter.

But at this moment, the boy's slightly abrupt words rang out in her arms, interrupting her thoughts.

"At that time, I thought everything was over."

"Death isn't scary. Even if I did die, I still had the energy to fight to the death and die with him, but in the end I didn't do that..."

Not for lack of courage, but for hope.

I hope she can keep her promise at that time.

Why—the question he wanted to ask was stuck in his throat. Looking at his own face reflected in those dark eyes, Jon Snow couldn't help but realize.

The young man smiled brilliantly, just like the bright morning sun, dispelling the gloom in Jon Snow's heart: "Thank you for making me not alone."

After a moment's silence, Jon Snow's face curled up slightly, like the first snow melting under the warm sun.

He is always so gentle.

Rationally, Jon Snow knew he was just being too picky.

But maybe, I just want to hear his comfort.

Facing the boy's warm words, Jon Snow felt that she should say something in response. After thinking and struggling for a long time, she finally let out a ray of warmth that belonged only to her: "I will never leave you alone, I swear."

After he finished speaking, Jon Snow realized that what he said was a little inappropriate for the master and disciple.

Unexpectedly, when she looked down again, the boy had fallen asleep on her legs.

Jon Snow sighed slightly, reached out and gently rubbed the boy's head, his eyes flickering, as if with relief, but also with regret.

Chapter 75: Everyone is the same

Night falls and the sky is filled with stars.

The knights of the kingdom gathered around bonfires, singing and dancing, and toasting to celebrate.

"Long live Her Royal Highness the Princess!"

This year's monster plague on the border was even worse than in previous years, but with Princess Charlotte the Lionheart leading the army, they were able to escape danger in the end.

Asian dragons and other magical beasts were dismembered and skinned and turned into trophies for the knights.

The people of Lionheart are martial, not only in terms of personal strength, but also in terms of military talent.

If the direct lineage originally under Leo Reinhardt still had doubts about Charlotte, after the battle on the border, the knights of the entire kingdom were finally impressed by the girl, wrapped in flames and leading the charge, and truly acknowledged her as the future Lion King.

However, after toasting Her Royal Highness the Princess at the high table, everyone turned their gaze to the blonde girl next to her.

Apart from Charlotte, the one with the highest prestige is undoubtedly the maid knight of the Ainblood family.

He was brave and fearless, with extraordinary skills. He traveled through several battlefields, killed countless monsters with his exquisite sword skills, and healed the lives of countless soldiers with his warm holy light.

Moreover, beneath her seemingly cold and aloof exterior, she possesses a loyal chivalrous heart. Whenever someone praises her, she always modestly states that her achievements are nothing compared to her master's.

Even the strong men of the older generation could not help but be impressed by her character.

Putting aside Her Royal Highness the Princess and the Sworn Knight, the blond [Angel of Slaughter] has become the third most important figure among the younger generation in the kingdom and is highly respected.

Naturally, toasts and praises were heard continuously at the celebration banquet.

However, the blonde girl was having trouble adapting to such noisy occasions.

After three rounds of drinks, Charlotte noticed that Alice was tired and found an excuse to let Alice leave first.

After passing through the military camp and being saluted by the soldiers on the road, Alice returned to her tent. Only then did she finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Taking off her knight's light armor and boots, and putting on a shirt, with her blonde hair loose and bare feet, Alice knelt on the bed. She changed from the cold and awe-inspiring blonde knight to the slightly pretty and cute little girl.

Then she pulled out a uniform jacket that was obviously one size larger than her body.

Looking at the coat in his hand, from that moment on, his eyes, as clear as lake water, became a little ambiguous.

After repeatedly activating her extraordinary senses to confirm that no one would disturb her nearby, the girl swallowed her saliva and gently tucked the shirt into her arms.

The expression on her face was completely relaxed, and her round toes were slightly curled up. Alice couldn't help but let out a soft moan, like a marshmallow about to melt, exuding a soft atmosphere.

ah.......

This is the smell of the master.

That's right, just like knights need fine wine and delicious food to recharge their spirits, Alice also needs to replenish some ingredients regularly.

Ingredients from the master!

The golden retriever stuffed animal can help you relax and have a good sleep, but it's still the owner's scent that really lifts your spirits!

Unfortunately, most of the master's shirts were worn by Nia, so if it was just the coat, it would lose its smell after just a few inhalations.

Alice was immersed in the clothes on her chest, imagining Roy's arms, but her face couldn't help but blush with shame.

As a maid, she took her master's clothes for herself... doing such a thing...

This is too disrespectful.

But if it's just a jacket, it shouldn't be a big deal. I'll wash it thoroughly and return it.

The master will forgive himself...

At the beginning, Alice always felt guilty, especially after each sucking, she would pat her cheeks and swear never to do it again and to be a good child who respects and loves her master.

Unfortunately, she found that she had no control at all.

The obsession with the master eventually overwhelmed the guilt in his heart.

But clothes are clothes after all.

There is no warmth, no smile, and no way to rub your head gently.

After a while, Alice finally came to her senses. She raised her head from Roy's coat and murmured in a trance, "I wonder how the master is doing now..."

Thinking of her master being left alone at home, to be honest, Alice regretted her decision to return home for training.

However, you can't give up halfway.

In order to help the master, we need to work harder.

And in order to work harder, there is no other way but to replenish your energy a little bit!

The blonde girl lay down and buried her head in Roy's coat, her pair of white and soft bare feet swaying up and down uncontrollably, like a golden retriever's tail wagging happily.

But just as the girl was immersed in the breath of her master, there was a faint noise outside the tent.

"Greetings, Your Highness! If you're looking for Miss Alice..."

"!"

Alice was so frightened that her hair stood on end.

If everyone knew that I was doing this to my master's clothes, my career as a maid would be over!

Alice stuffed Roy's coat back into the package and hid it under the bed as quickly as possible. Just a second or two later, the red-haired figure walked into the tent.

"Alice, you don't seem to be in high spirits..."

Looking at the bright-eyed blonde girl sitting on the bed, Charlotte felt a little confused.

No, he was so sleepy just now that he was in a daze. How come he is so energetic now and his eyes are shining?

Her hair was a little messy and she was a little out of breath. What was she doing just now?

Charlotte couldn't help but think of the extreme scenes in the recreational reading materials, but she just couldn't believe that the innocent little maid would do such a thing.

"No, nothing. Alice is just a little tired. Thank you for your concern, Charlotte."

"I just stopped by to take a look." Charlotte waved her hand, yawned, and sat down next to Alice. "Besides, I'm not interested in those noisy banquets."

Alice nodded: "After all, the master is not here."

"That's right, if Roy wasn't here I wouldn't bother... ahem! Why did you suddenly mention his name?!" Charlotte lost her composure in an instant, and cried out in embarrassment like a cat whose tail was stepped on.

"Don't talk about me. You're the one who misses Roy so much, aren't you?" Charlotte poked Alice's forehead and said helplessly, "I have to come here because of royal obligations, but you're just his maid. You can definitely stay with him."

Alice lowered her eyes: "Having said that..."

Secretly spying on the red-haired princess beside her, a complex emotion flashed in the girl's eyes: "But just being by my side is not enough."

"The master always puts himself in danger, leaving him covered in wounds, and every time, Alice can only watch from afar."

The blonde girl clenched her small fists, her eyes becoming firm. “Alice doesn’t want to just watch forever. One day, even if it’s just a little bit, Alice wants to share some of the burden with the Master.”