Chapter 222: Wielding a Sword: I really really really can walk!

The insect that caused the Insect Emperor to fall into endless confusion and anxiety, the culprit - a face full of fear with a sword in hand.

He is paid.

Having extorted a large sum of money and a whole villa from Heras, he never expected these insects to be so enthusiastic. Even though he had told them that there would be no charge, they still insisted on giving him some reward.

Now his place was almost buried with gifts; they were all given spontaneously, and he had never asked for any of them.

Maybe when he returns, Heras will shoot him.

How nice.

But these females clearly had no ill intentions and all looked grateful and respectful.

His conscience, which had been dead for many years, began to stir again.

money.

conscience.

Money...conscience...

Thinking of the female king at home who suddenly turned vicious, he touched his conscience with the sword and decided to use the income to buy another house.

The female king would never let him in, and whenever he got back she looked as if she wanted to beat him up.

Then I won't get beaten if I bring the female queen back to my home, right?

"I've accepted them all. Don't worry, just line up and leave your things here. You can go if you don't bring anything. You don't need to prepare any gifts, but it's okay if you do."

Wait until all the insects that were planted with the controlling seeds have been treated.

It was already getting dark.

He raised his arm and looked at the wall of gifts behind him, revealing a proud smile.

Suddenly, a little star beast with the name of the donor on its body ran towards the swordsman, twisting its butt.

Holding the sword, he looked in that direction consciously.

The star beast had already stuck to the palm of his hand, rubbing it vigorously, as if acting coquettishly, making a humming sound, and its fur was soft.

She was just trembling slightly, terrified, and finally she jumped directly onto the sword-wielding knees and licked him all over with her tongue in a flattering manner.

But the swordsman no longer noticed this.

"Gladys?"

The female insect's silhouette gradually approached and became clearer.

He wanted to step back with the sword in his hand, but he forgot that he had installed brakes on the wheelchair for the convenience of work. Now the wheelchair was fixed to the ground and could not move at all.

Due to his hasty movement, the wheelchair fell to the ground due to inertia.

The star beast was stunned, let out a scream, and prepared to escape from the side.

I thought the bug in front of me could protect me, but I didn't expect it to be even more cowardly than me.

Gladys pulled up the swordsman who had fallen on his back unexpectedly and looked at the broken fastener under his wheelchair.

"It looks like you can't get back in your wheelchair. It's broken."

Before he could raise his sword to refute, to defend his identity as a cripple, or to realize Gladys's intention, he was picked up.

Gladys used a very careful approach to tend to his legs.

The sword-bearing legs were wrapped around Gladys' waist.

The sudden height increase made him afraid of heights for a few seconds.

"Let me go. I can walk by myself."

Gladys pretended not to hear anything and continued walking forward. "Don't worry, I won't take advantage of you now, and don't even think about running away."

The sword is already red hot.

"Let me go, I can walk by myself!"

Gladys paused for a moment, then suddenly realized, "So you forgot to bring your pet. Is that ok now?"

He casually grabbed the running little beast, and didn't even take his hands off the sword-wielding butt, holding it steadily.

The sword was carried all the way to Heras.

As everyone knows, a Limp will spawn near Heras from time to time.

Before Gladys put down her sword, Limp came out with a pot of fresh grilled fish.

"Yeah."

[Isn’t this the “show affection and get out” brother? 】

Limp opened his mouth to say something, but Heras covered his mouth with his hand.

"Is everything settled?" Horace asked before Limp could say anything impolite.

“It’s all solved.”

The sound of wielding the sword was not as smooth as before, but rather a little guilty and ashamed. He now wanted to lie on Gladys' chest and pretend that this was not him.

Gladys looked at Limp's eyes and explained to her master, "His wheelchair just fell and broke. He can't walk, so I brought him back."

"Nothing else."

Limp looked at the sword-wielding man meaningfully: "Oh - I understand."

"Let's go, go back quickly!"

Wielding the sword, he no longer wanted to know anything. He just wanted to quickly disappear from this look that said "I know everything".

When Gladys went out with the sword, Limp hugged Heras and said, "Look at him. He laughed at us before. Why didn't he let me speak?"

Heras sighed.

Patiently shifting his gaze, she asked, "Do you want to hug me?"

"want!"

When Limp was about to pick up Heras, he found himself already rising into the air in the same shameful position.

"Stop, stop, stop... don't move, you still have a baby!"

Limp was sweating coldly. He wanted to get Heras to let go, but he didn't dare to use much strength and was helpless.