Sijiu was so absorbed in thought that he subconsciously brought out his own little habit, and his fingertips unconsciously rubbed Charles's palm several times.
Charles froze slightly and turned to look at Sijiu.
His slight abnormality was noticed by Si Jiu.
"What's wrong, Charles?"
The little girl's eyes were clear and pure, and her expression was innocent. Charles shook his head slightly, thinking perhaps he was overthinking it.
After a short rest, the group set off again.
The mountain road was difficult to walk on, and her clothes were not suitable for climbing. Her skirt was always caught on the branches, the overly tight waist made it difficult for her to breathe, and the crinoline was very cumbersome.
Sijiu walked unsteadily, panting after every three steps, and his fair little face was covered with sweat.
If I hadn't witnessed her kicking out all the teeth of a grown man with one kick, who would have thought that such a delicate girl could be so violent?
So when she pulled the captain's sleeve and acted coquettishly, saying that she couldn't walk anymore, the expressions on the guards' faces were very interesting.
Della was particularly angry.
The little girl is trying to seduce Charles. Who can't see that? It's strange that a man as conservative and self-proclaimed as a gentleman and upright as Charles would fall for it!
I watched the show with the mentality of watching her make a fool of herself, but I didn't expect to be slapped in the face the next second.
Charles, who has always been very principled, said: "Then rest for another ten minutes..."
"Isn't it getting dark soon?" Sijiu tugged at Charles's sleeve and shook it left and right. "Besides, even if I rest for another ten minutes, I can't walk anymore. My feet hurt so much, it seems like I have blisters."
The little girl had a bitter face, and her big eyes were full of pitiful pleading.
"Charles~"
Why does it always sound different when she calls my name than when others call it?
"Then... let me carry Your Highness." Charles knelt on one knee in front of the wine steward.
This is what I've been waiting for.
Sijiu's eyes lit up and he leaned on Charles' back.
"Excuse me."
Charles supported Si Jiu with his arms and stood up steadily, but he clenched his hands into fists like a gentleman, trying not to touch Si Jiu's body.
This posture is quite gentlemanly, but it will make you more tired.
And it was on a difficult mountain road.
But Charles didn't blush or breathe heavily, and looked very relaxed.
【Charles has great physical strength.】
System: [……] The look on your face as you stared at someone’s waist and hips with your eyes shining was really ugly!
[Not triggered? Eh? Isn't he the male lead after all?]
System: [Perhaps? ...But the host doesn't seem disappointed at all?] Instead, he seems a little happy?
[It's better not to be the male lead.] Sijiu buried his face in Charles's shoulder, hiding his foxy smile. [It seems that in this dimension, I can have a sweet love.]
system:【! ! ! 】
Damn, so heartless.
Where do you put the male protagonist?
[Now I'll give you the host's basic information: Jian Yu, 18 years old, a low-class commoner in the Kingdom of Valenjir. Abandoned at birth for having black hair and black eyes, she grew up in an orphanage.]
A few days ago, she was suddenly captured by the royal guards and brought to the palace, and told that she would be going to the temple to serve the gods as this year's divine servant.
But everyone in the Kingdom of Valenjir knows that the so-called god is an evil being.
The so-called divine servants are more accurately described as sacrifices.
Because of her black pupils, Jian Yu was ostracized in the shelter and her health had always been poor. She was terrified to hear that she was going to be a sacrifice. After three days of travel, the physical fatigue and psychological pressure made her overwhelmed, and she died.
Sijiu: [The information is quite detailed again this time? Tongtong, are you always so arbitrary with the level of detail you send out?]
System: [Whatever information the main system gives me, I will transmit it to the host as it is.]
The system's mechanical sound couldn't conceal the strong personal emotions within it, and it had an aloof tone of "It has nothing to do with me. Don't get close to me."
Sijiu ended the conversation with a "hehe".
No more words were spoken along the way.
It was getting dark when they finally arrived at the temple.
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