Shirley was right. The Blue Flame Grass Family, whose main force followed Duke Edwin to the battle, was indeed not qualified to fight against Krober.
If Kroeber hadn't wanted to act in secret, he could have led the army directly to attack.
"Yes, but so what? Is this why you like your enemy?"
Kroeber said.
"Yes, I fell in love with you at first sight, otherwise I wouldn't have come to see you in the middle of the night."
Krober raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect that after Shirley calmed down, she became less shy and even learned to play straight!
This time, she couldn't deal with Krober.
You have to know that Shirley was right in front of Krober at this time, and the distance between them was less than one meter. Even the slightest expression on his face would be seen by Shirley.
"Look, I still dare to admit it, but you still remain silent."
Shirley spoke with a hint of sarcasm, but Krober seemed to be accustomed to her sarcasm and was not annoyed by it.
He pointed in the direction of the door and said:
"Your people, and the entire castle's living people, are being slaughtered by the people I brought with me. I'm very curious, do you have no hatred towards me at all?"
Krober's original intention was to anger Shirley through this incident, and it would be best if she could take the initiative to act, so that he could kill her directly.
However, in the face of Kroeber's provocation and questioning, Shirley did not show any anger or excitement.
Instead, she stood quietly, her gaze serene at Kroeber.
Her eyes were deep and firm, revealing an unshakable determination and strength.
"Hate?"
Shirley's voice was flat and calm.
"That's just the emotion of the weak."
Krober frowned slightly, seeming a little surprised by Shirley's answer.
He had expected Shirley to lose control of her emotions due to the loss of her loved ones, but her reaction was beyond his expectations.
"In the final analysis, it's because the Blue Flame Grass family is too weak, and my strength is too weak. After your people kill them all, I will naturally choose to die with them."
Shirley's calm gaze remained on Krober.
“I only hope that after I die, you can cut off the index finger of my right hand and make it into a necklace to wear with you.
In the distant Blazing Iron Kingdom, women there make a piece of jewelry made of finger joints for their husbands before they go to the battlefield.
It is said that this will protect your loved one from death on the battlefield."
Krober just listened to what Shirley said silently.
At this moment, he no longer had the joy of the mission being almost successful, but instead had a suffocating feeling of being unable to breathe.
What kind of emotion is this?
Kroeber doesn't know either...
He now hopes that what Shirley said was all lies, lies she told just to survive. Maybe that way he would feel much better.
"It's only the first day we met... Do you like me that much?"
Krober's voice was heard, but it was no longer the deep and magnetic voice as before, but a hoarse voice similar to that of someone who was dehydrated.
“Yeah…No one has ever made me feel this way before I met you.
I can tell you with certainty that this is love!
Unfortunately, fate has fooled me, forcing me to choose only between you and my family."
Perhaps because she was talking about sad things, Shirley, who had originally calmed down, had tears in her eyes again, and even her tone of voice was tearful.
Krober was silent. He seemed to understand the pain and torment in Shirley's heart at this moment.
But he didn't know how to comfort her, or rather, he didn't even know if he could comfort her.
He had no choice but to pick up Shirley by the waist, put her on the bed, and covered her with a blanket.
"Get some sleep, and when you wake up the next morning, everything will be over."
Shirley curled up her body, turned around, and showed her back to Krober, not wanting him to see her embarrassed expression.
"Squeak~"
This is the sound of a door opening.
"Squeak~Bang~"
This is the sound of a door closing.
Shirley lay quietly on the bed, motionless like a sculpture.
“Woo…”
This is the sound of her crying.
After suffering such a huge blow overnight, even she was on the verge of collapse, but she was trying hard not to show it.
"well……"
She felt a warm embrace enveloping her from behind, with strong arms wrapped around her waist.
Her body trembled involuntarily, and a warm current surged from the bottom of her heart and gradually spread throughout her body.
"If you are acting, then I can tell you responsibly - you win!"
In the end, Kroeber softened his heart, followed his inner choice, and made a move that he shouldn't have made.
“Wooah!”
Krober's words became the last straw that broke the camel's back for Shirley. She turned around and threw herself into Krober's arms and burst into tears.
All I can say is that the Earth Knight's physical fitness is really strong, which can be seen from the number of Shirley's tears.
Shirley stopped crying only when Krober's clothes on his chest were completely soaked.
"Do you hate me, Shirley?"
Seeing that Shirley's emotions were gradually stabilizing, Krober asked.
Shirley hesitated for a moment in Krober's arms and said:
"I hate it, but I can't hate it. I can't control my thoughts at all."
Her eyes were full of contradiction and struggle.
She said she hated him, but she couldn't hide her love for him.
This complex emotion plunged her into endless pain, and she didn't know how to face this mixture of love and hate.
To say she hated him, she certainly hated him. After all, Krober and his men had looted all the wealth in her family castle and killed many of her people.
Although they are all old, weak and sick, the blood of the Blue Flame Grass family flows in their bodies.
But it was love, true love. You could call it love at first sight or lust at first sight, but Shirley Lanyancao had definitely fallen in love with the man in front of her.
(You're all mocking me for never having been in a relationship, right? I'm so pissed!)
It was this torment of love and hate that brought her to the brink of collapse.
"Have a good sleep here. I'll take you away tomorrow morning."
Shirley did not know Kroeber's real name or his identity.
But she didn't care about all that. She just fell in love with this man and didn't care who he was or what his name was.
If he wants to be called Frank, then I will call him Frank. If he wants to be called another name, then I will call him another name.
As for other things...
She did everything she had to do.
Now she only felt waves of sudden fatigue flooding her mind.
The only thought in my mind was to sleep peacefully on the chest of the person in front of me.
Leave the rest to fate.
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