Chapter 1007 Follower

I thought that under Emily's education, Princess Analetta finally reflected on herself and repented, changed her ways, devoted herself to doing good, and carried forward the great tradition of respecting the elderly and loving the young. But who would have expected that she would... After Da Da ran in front of me, he aimed at my knee and kicked me hard!

It was not until I was kicked in the knee that I realized that even the very hard and flexible joints in the body would hurt so much after being hit by a powerful volley. !

This stinky girl actually kicked me in front of your master. After a while, why didn't your master tease you? What's going on? Why did Mao let her go like this?

I looked at Emily in confusion, and at the little princess who had already run into the palace behind her, and couldn't recover for a long time.

Emily came over and asked me: "So reluctant to leave?"

"No, it's not." I asked her with a question mark on my face, "She just kicked me hard in the knee. Aren't you going to pull her ears to re-educate her?"

"Why do you do this?" Emily puzzled: "I have just educated her once."

"But she launched a ferocious attack on my knee just after you finished educating me!"

"Oh," Emily said lightly, "She probably didn't mean any harm, she just wanted to relieve the pain in her ears in this way."

What? Is there such an operation? Why didn't I know this before?

Moreover, your explanation really makes me speechless!

After leaving the palace, we walked quickly towards her home. On the way, I asked Emily: "How are your luggage prepared?"

Emily said: "It's already packed, we just need a porter."

I smiled slightly, pointed at my nose, and said, "Come on, the porter isn't coming."

Emily glanced at me and said calmly: "I'm afraid it's not enough for you alone."

"What? I'm not enough? I'm very strong~" After that, I made a strong posture and said: "As long as the whole tree house is not moved away, I am enough!"

Standing quietly in front of Emily's house, my heart collapsed.

As she said, I really can't move all the luggage she packed by myself, and even if three or five people come, I'm afraid they may not be able to move it all in one trip - that can't be called it at all. The luggage would literally take out the entire space in the tree house!

My eyes were trembling, and I pointed to the furniture on the side and said in a trembling voice, "You, you want to move these things too?"

Emily nodded: "Yes."

"Is it okay not to move?"

She thought for a moment and said, "Give me a reason not to move."

"We have prepared all the furniture for you. They are all top-quality products that can be found in the commercial streets." I stretched out my hands, wagging my fingers, and said, "It cost me several bags of gold coins!"

After listening to my words, Emily fell into deep thought again. She walked to the furniture, caressed, looked at and rubbed each one, as if these furniture were not just old furnishings, but priceless treasures.

A priceless treasure.

I seem to understand a little bit why Emily showed such a reluctant and sad expression.

Her parents passed away when she was young, leaving her alone to grow up in loneliness and thorns. What supported her step by step to where she is today, and what accompanied her lonely heart, wasn't it the remnants of her legacy? Is there that faint but familiar smell on the thing?

Now, forget it, I can’t move it in one trip, can’t I move it a few more times?

If you can't do it alone, I'll be able to call everyone in the guild.

So, I said to Emily: "Let's do this, you wait at home, I will move some small items over here first, and then I will bring a large force over and clear this place out. What do you think?"

I thought Emily would happily agree, but unexpectedly she suddenly shook her head and said: "No, let's leave them here."

"Huh? Why did you suddenly change your mind?" I asked puzzled.

"Because the treehouse can't bear to leave," Emily said, "it can't bear to let me move all these familiar objects away."

I was surprised: "How did you know?"

"It's not very clear, but I can feel it."

Emily said, picking up the old photo frame from the table in the corner, holding it in her arms and saying, "Let's go."

I looked around and asked her: "Then these furniture are left here?"

Emily nodded and said, "Stay."

"Then do you want me to help you find someone to clean your room regularly?"

Emily shook her head: "No, I'll just come back and clean it regularly."

I spread my hands and said, "Okay, it's all up to you, let's go."

With that said, I picked up all the large and small packages on the ground, and slowly followed Emily out of the tree house.

After walking for a while, I turned back and looked at the treehouse, and found that the eye-like tree holes at the top were shaking slightly, and at the same time, its huge branches were also shaking constantly. It seems to be waving goodbye to us.

I asked Emily: "Aren't you going to go back to the treehouse and say goodbye?"

Emily said: "No, it's not like I won't see you forever. I will go back and clean from time to time."

I nodded, then smiled at her: "I can't believe that you and Treehouse have such a good relationship."

Emily shook her head and said: "Treehouse is a very sentimental creature. As long as people don't have too bad personalities, they can get along well with Treehouse."

"Oh" I sighed: "I wanted to praise you for your affinity just now, but it turns out that's what it's all about."

Emily seemed not to hear my words and walked forward holding the photo frame.

I was carrying a lot of luggage and packages, and a large square box on my back. I looked like a little Saint follower following the goddess.

Fortunately, there is no TV in Zephyr Continent, and naturally there are no programs like Saint Seiya. Although the passing elves would turn their heads to look at me, they would not point at me and shout: "Look, this white-haired guy The man is actually cosplaying Seiya!"

Without these possible triggers of embarrassment, I feel great.

As I was walking, I heard a shout from afar. I raised my head and saw Cagalli running over first. I thought she would take over my luggage, but I didn’t expect that she actually ran over to help me with only one piece of luggage. Picture frame of Emily's, which left me quite speechless.

Cagalli first said a few words to Emily, then turned her head, looked at me up and down for a while, and then burst out laughing: "Xiaoyi, you look like a follower."

I rolled my eyes at her and said feebly, "Yes, young lady, you are absolutely right."

Cagalli reached out and slapped me on the forehead, and said angrily: "Stop talking, just carry things! If it gets damaged, you can't afford to pay for it~"

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