"Have you really been confined in the mountains by Buska for these three months?" "
"Yeah, I still have to write thirty magic scrolls every day. That little dark room is so dark and stuffy. It's so miserable." "
It's all my fault. I should have been following you all along...
"Back then, even if you followed me, there was nothing you could do. There are so many of them. Since they planned to kidnap me, there must be a way to take me away. Don't blame yourself for this. I'm fine now, aren't I?" "
"Hammerhead."
"Debbie?"
From now on, I will surely protect you well.
"Hehe, great! In two more years, marry me right away and stay by my side all the time."
"..."
"Debbie?"
"Ok."
"... What's good?
"Marry you. Anyway, I was destined to marry you."
"..."
It was already night. The sky was full of stars. In the backyard of Anthony's magic hut, the door of Stephen's room was tightly closed. Debbie was sitting on the steps outside the door, propping her chin up with both hands and talking to Stephen inside.
From time to time, the sound of flowing water could be heard from inside the door. Stephen was taking a bath. During the three months of his captivity, he had never had a good bath. The only thing he could do was a drizzle, and the water flow was hard to control, making him look indescribably disheveled. After just returning, Stephen naturally wanted to have a good bath first.
With a creak, Stephen, dressed in a refreshing outfit, came out of the room.
Looking at Debbie sitting on the steps of the door, a warm smile appeared on his face: "Bousca and his son have been... by me..." We were killed by that dashing, handsome and extraordinary steel swordsman. I heard that the city Lord's Mansion will give us some compensation. Our life will be much better in the future.
Debbie raised her cute little face and looked at Stephen: "Hammerhead, I have a surprise for you..." Would you please close your eyes first?
Surprise?
Stephen's heart began to thump faster subconsciously. Some ambiguous scenes couldn't help but come to his mind. Just now, he had discussed the topic of marriage with Debbie. According to the development of this plot, she would surely offer a kiss of incense next, wouldn't she?
So, with an inexplicable sense of unease, Stephen immediately closed his eyes. Considering Debbie's petite figure, it might be a bit difficult for her to reach his lips. Stephen slightly lowered his head, with his lips slightly pouted.
Then...
"Buzz buzz buzz..." Buzz buzz buzz...
Suddenly, a series of inexplicable and powerful wind sounds kept ringing in my ears.
Stephen couldn't help but open his eyes in surprise and immediately followed him. Oh my god! Debbie was standing in circles in the small courtyard, riding her hundred-pound sword...
Stephen: "..."
Is this what is called a surprise?
"Hammer Head, after my three months of unremitting efforts, my big top can now spin for half an hour without any difficulty. I've found a trick. When spinning, keep your eyes on a fixed spot, which can effectively reduce the dizziness. Now I'm striving to spin for an hour!" " Debbie shouted in a voice full of joy, "Now when I meet Kerry, I'm definitely not afraid of him anymore. How about hitting the head? Isn't that a big surprise?"
Stephen: "..." It was indeed a big surprise.
Well, Debbie is still a little sister. What kind of kiss or not? He's not a girl enthusiast - Stephen consoled himself like this in his heart.
Then he sat on the steps and watched Debbie earn a circle for half an hour.
Finally, Debbie could no longer turn and stopped. She inserted the huge sword into the ground, her tiny body leaning against it. Her little face, full of tears, showed an indescribable joy: "How about it? How about it? Impressive, right? Even if Kerry had the God of War Protection on, he would definitely not be my match now. I think I have the full strength to challenge for the Third Rank swordsman!"
"Mm-hmm, very impressive, very impressive." Stephen said with a flamboyant and surprised look on his face, and even reached out to clap his hands twice.
Debbie clearly didn't notice how flamboyant Stephen's expression was. His little face was beaming with joy. She reached out and wiped the sweat off her forehead, then looked at Stephen and continued, "Hammer your head. I've been spinning for a long time and I'm hungry."
Stephen: "..." Then I'll cook the noodles for you.
Well, since their reunion, the two have returned to their usual daily life...
But while Stephen was huddled in the kitchen cooking noodles, Debbie seemed to be deeply afraid that Stephen would suddenly disappear. She squatted at the kitchen door and looked at Stephen: "Hammer, is that steel swordsman who saved you very powerful?" Is he a senior swordsman?
"Probably not a senior swordsman, but he's definitely very powerful." "
For some reason, Stephen didn't tell Debbie the truth about the senior swordsman. He only said that a certain chivalrous hero had saved him. But now, when it came to this steel swordsman, Stephen's interest was very high. While fiddling with the kitchenware, he said: This steel swordsman is truly remarkable. His entire body is wrapped in armor. Although I didn't see his face, compared to a super handsome guy, he is proficient in both magic and swordsmanship. Quinn Lock and that so-called Kairi can be killed by him in no time. In the end, when dealing with Buska, he still pulled out a super ultimate move called the Great Generator. This move is really remarkable...
Stephen was speaking with great enthusiasm. But when he turned his head to look at Debbie, his tone suddenly stopped - he was already asleep sitting on the doorframe...
This made Stephen feel an indescribable sense of regret in his heart at once. But then he understood something. Although he had been living a hard life in the small dark room during this period, it was also not easy for Debbie, was it? Just now, she demonstrated her ultimate move, the big top, which was actually assuring Stephen that she would definitely have enough strength to protect him in the future. As for other things, she didn't really care much.
This couldn't help but stir up a warm feeling in Stephen's heart. He carefully cooked two bowls of noodles and picked up one to present to Debbie: "Debbie, get up and have some noodles."
...
Stephen lies in bed at night.
For the first time in three months, he didn't have to sleep on the damp and extremely uncomfortable wooden bed in the small dark room. Lying on the dry and comfortable bedding, his mood seemed to become cheerful for no reason. He thought of the fact that he had killed four people today with a unique set of magical armor, but he wasn't panicked. This was a magical world, an interesting yet dangerous one. If one wants to survive in this world, one must become dangerous. Killing is definitely inevitable.
It was probably three months of captivity that made Stephen understand this truth, so he feels very at ease now.
Then Stephen suddenly thought of something and took out a ring from the pocket of his clothes. This was the ring that had been peeled off from Bousca's body. If Stephen wasn't mistaken, this should be the kind of ring that can store certain things in space.
Stephen sent his magic mixed with his perception into the ring, and then vaguely Stephen seemed to see a door.
The ring belongs to Busquets. Only Busquets can open the door inside the ring.
The essence of this ring is a spatial magic matrix with a simple identification system. From Stephen's perspective, is this the so-called "divine artifact identification"?
He couldn't help licking his lips.
"Old trade, I wonder if we can break into the owner recognition system of this ring?"