"I guess so. Sigh, this guy is such a worry, and he doesn't know how to take care of himself..."
Shirley sighed and muttered to herself with a sense of helplessness.
"Although you're complaining to me about this, I can tell that you're actually quite willing to do it."
"No...that's not how it is."
Shirley turned her face, which was flushed red to the roots of her ears, away.
"Hehe, I didn't expect Miss Sherry to be so... adorable." Olina laughed like scattered crabapple blossoms, teasing her friend beside her.
"So, what is the relationship between Miss Olina and Mr. Lampard?"
Olina's gaze softened considerably. "My relationship with Lampard is similar to yours, but we're already planning to get married. We intend to hold the wedding in our hometown of Gransis. Lampard just happened to pick a perfect date; it's my twenty-fifth birthday."
The future bride's face was beaming with happiness.
"Really?" Shirley exclaimed. A wedding is a dream moment that every girl longs for. "Congratulations!"
In fact, Olina had many worries before her marriage. Recently, the two had been experiencing some minor disagreements.
Although it wasn't a serious conflict, it still made Olina worry about her future life, wondering if they would still get along as harmoniously as before.
With a mix of trepidation and excitement, Olina confided everything to Sherry.
"No, no problem! Mr. Lampard isn't like Philsa, who keeps everything bottled up inside..."
Sherry unconsciously started complaining about her companion again, so she stopped, feeling embarrassed. However, Olina felt that this seemingly dissatisfied complaint was actually a form of meticulous care, another manifestation of the good relationship between the two.
"Hey, in some ways, that guy is similar to Mr. Philsa. Remember, not all boys are so carefree; they can be thoughtful too."
"Is he... as thoughtful as a woman...? Sigh, his 'thoughtfulness' is probably all expressed in his strategic tactics against the enemy."
This time, Shirley didn't reveal what was on her mind.
Has Firsa ever been sensitive to his own feelings? Just as this question was lingering, the icy sensation in his ear provided the answer.
Sherry held the exquisite earrings that Philsa had given her with great joy.
Olina, having glimpsed what she was thinking from the shift in her expression from worry to joy, continued to recount her experiences in getting along with her companions:
"Sometimes, they find it difficult to express the unease and loneliness that exist in their hearts, and the slight inferiority complex of feeling weak."
Even close friends who have been by your side for a long time may not easily notice.
They didn't want people to know that beneath their seemingly invincible exterior lay a fragile heart.
So, when you discover him repeating this inexplicable habit, all you need to do is give him a familiar look, a reassuring gesture, to let him know that he is not alone—he always has, he always has, and he always will.
"I see……"
"For example, when Lampard and I notice that the other is downcast and want to cheer them up, we touch the ruby rings we wear on our middle fingers."
This is a special gesture we agreed upon long ago, a way to encourage each other. I must say, it's quite effective.
Shirley admired Olina greatly, thinking that it was precisely because the two of them had such a special way of encouraging each other, supporting each other through thick and thin, that they were able to walk hand in hand to this point of preparing to enter the hall of marriage.
Not only that, she was incredibly considerate to her companions, especially her fiancé Lampard. It would be wonderful if I, as Firsa's assistant, could do the same.
In addition, Sherry also envied Olina's beauty. The tight-fitting female knight outfit accentuated Olina's tall figure.
The deep, rich purple hue further accentuated her composure. Her bright eyes and flowing, golden hair made it impossible to look away from her stunning beauty.
Shirley felt that Olina was much more mature than herself. Both her beautiful appearance and her delicate mind were things that Shirley could never achieve.
"Hey, look! That forest not far ahead is the famous 'Emerald Snow Forest'!"
Sherry looked ahead as Olina pointed and saw a snow-covered landscape of trees come into view.
But for some reason, the two boys in front of him stopped there.
"What's wrong?"
Olena caught up with him and, meeting Lampard's serious expression, asked.
Lampard looked at Firza—his gaze fixed on the sea of trees, his blue eyes shining brightly.
Lampard just learned that Philsa possesses a unique ability to pinpoint the location of monsters.
Just then, Philsa used this special ability to sense that something was wrong ahead.
However, Philsa did not explain in detail that this was actually just a way of sensing the physical reactions of one's own kind.
“A demon lurks in the sea of trees.” Philsa had already unsheathed his sword and drawn it.
The scent is familiar... I wonder where I've encountered it recently? He pondered this.
The demonic enemy is hidden within this vast, labyrinthine jungle, but its exact direction and location are still unknown.
The presence of the barrier within the forest hindered Philsa's ability to detect demons from functioning properly.
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