Chapter 407 What She Pursues

"Thank you for your patronage."

As the clerk's voice fell, Roland also walked out of the store carrying the packaged desserts.

Considering that Hela had been responsible for the mining of Tears of the Moon in the buffer zone some time ago, and had been lying in bed for so long after becoming addicted to magic, Roland wanted to give her some work, so Roland came over and packed a few copies for her. She prefers desserts.

After walking out of the store, Roland also looked in the direction of Tianqi City Hall.

Hmm... let's walk back, it's not very far, there's no need to teleport there.

Roland pursed his lips, carried the packaged dessert, and walked slowly toward the city hall.

As he walked, his thoughts drifted a little, silently thinking about what attitude he should take towards the awakened Hela.

Do people with addiction disorder retain memories of their onset?

In terms of memory, some addicts retain their memories, and some do not.

Roland was a little helpless. Roland didn't know much about magic addiction. Many times, the patients with magic addiction he came into contact with were BOSS. He just took a look at the guide and went straight to it. As for the introduction and plot of this BOSS, Roland didn't know much about it. Too lazy to take a closer look.

Therefore, Roland only knew about the existence of magic addiction, and because he had done some magic addiction tasks with the team, although the plot was completely skipped, he still knew how to treat magic addiction.

As a sixth-level spellcaster, Hela will most likely retain her memory. If she retains her memory, how should I face her?

Entering the city hall, Roland bypassed the public place and went deep into the city hall. As he went deeper, he was thinking and was a little undecided.

Roland touched his neck with his free hand. Although the traces left by Hela had been cleaned up by him.

But when he put his hand on the skin of his neck, an inexplicable feeling came over him.

Thinking of Hela's previous actions in the study, Roland's earlobes also turned slightly red.

Could it be that I am tempted?

Roland lifted the spell that concealed his face and returned to his original appearance. Later, he also noticed that there was something wrong with his blood flow, which caused his earlobes to appear red.

He raised his eyebrows slightly and forcibly controlled his body to return to normal, and his reddish earlobes also returned to normal.

Are you tempted? You are coveting other people's bodies, you are despicable.

Roland regained his composure, complained to himself in his heart, and then threw away all the messy thoughts in his mind. Why did he think so much? Just pretend that nothing happened and treat it as normal.

Hela is only one step away from being a high-level spell caster. Sooner or later, he will be able to take the last step. High-level spell casters have a long lifespan.

The two of them are relatively young now, and there is still a long time ahead, so don't rush, just take your time.

Give her a few more years to confirm her thoughts.

Roland thought silently and finally made a decision.

Standing in front of the door of Hela's room, Roland adjusted himself, and after confirming that he had no loopholes, he gently opened the door.

After entering the bedroom, Roland also saw Hela who was lying on the bed, huddled under the quilt with only one head exposed. After she heard the sound of the door being opened, she looked over and met Roland's eyes. sight.

After meeting their gazes, Hela's eyes wandered away.

It seems that the memory has been left behind.

Roland kept smiling, feeling a little helpless.

He strolled to Hela's bed and glanced at the metal chassis on the bedside table. When he saw that there was no place to put the dessert, Roland raised the dessert in his hand and said with a smile.

"Hela, I bought you some desserts. You can put these away."

Hela looked at the dessert in Roland's hand, and subconsciously looked at Roland's smile from the corner of her eye. She quickly looked at the metal chassis of the bedside table and whispered.

"yes!"

With that said, Hela quickly put the metal chassis back into the space bracelet.

After Hela put away the metal chassis, Roland put the dessert on the bedside table and looked around the room. He couldn't find a stool, so Roland sat directly on the bed.

"How do you feel now?"

Roland looked at Hela who was avoiding her eyes and asked with concern as if nothing had happened.

"Okay...much better."

After Roland sat on the edge of the bed, Hela shrank slightly into the quilt, twisted her feet nervously, and whispered.

Roland nodded and said.

"Hand out, let me check."

"Um.

Hela responded in a low voice, and then stretched out her right hand from the quilt.

Roland put his right hand on her wrist, and the magic power slowly poured into her body. He closed his eyes in escape and began to check her condition.

Huddled in the quilt, Hela felt the warmth on her wrists. The touch of her skin reminded her of the time in the study.

She tore off Roland's clothes, and then...:

Thinking of this, Hela blushed.

Compared to Roland, who is a six-ring knight and can completely control his body, Hela, who is only a three-ring knight, cannot suppress her own changes, although as a six-ring caster, she can also control it with magic power.

However, due to the treatment of magic addiction, the magic power in Hela's body is now very low, and it is also restricted by Roland's magic circle. Once mobilized, it will break through the magic circle. Therefore, Hela can only bite her lips lightly.

Roland, who was checking Hela's condition, naturally noticed the changes in her body. Roland could also guess what she was thinking. However, feeling a little embarrassed, he chose to ignore it and pretended that he didn't notice it.

Roland carefully checked Hela's internal condition. The magic addiction had been completely suppressed. Although it had not fully recovered, the affected parts of Hela's body had calmed down after losing the stimulation of magic.

As long as the status quo was maintained, Hela would not have an outbreak of magic addiction. Next, he would wait for Hela's body to slowly recover, or Roland would use his own high-level magic that would not be affected and stimulate the body to treat her.

"Well, she has recovered very well. In the past few months, I have restricted the places where magic should not flow in and approach.

Try not to cast spells, but if you encounter danger, you still have to cast spells, but you have to come back to me immediately."

Roland retracted his hand, without opening his eyes, and said calmly.

Hela blinked and quickly adjusted her condition. With a trace of shame on her face, she shrank into the quilt and responded in a low voice.

"I know."

"Yeah."

"Are you hungry? If you are hungry, you can have some snacks first."

Roland turned his head, opened his eyes, looked at the wall opposite the bed, paused, and continued.

"I'll get you something to eat."

After saying that, Roland was about to get up, and at this moment, Hela reached out from under the quilt, grabbed the corner of Roland's clothes, and said.

"I'm not hungry."

"Is that so?"

Roland responded, glanced at Hela's hand holding the corner of his clothes, and silently sat down on the bed again.

He sat upright on the bed, his back to Hela, his eyes focused on the wall opposite.

It seemed like he had been sitting for a long time, or maybe just a moment, sensing that Hela's hand holding the corner of his clothes had not loosened, Roland also sweated a little.

"Roland..."""

Listening to the gentle voice behind him, Roland silently suppressed the strange feeling that surged in his heart, and said in a calm tone.

"What's wrong?"

"Sometimes I think..."

Behind Roland, the girl showed her face from under the quilt, her face was a little pink, crystal sweat beads slid from her eyelashes, and her black eyes were so wet that they seemed to drip water.

"If only it could be like the time in the Kes Mountains, without having to think about so many things, just following you, Roland."

Feeling Hela's movements, Roland's body stiffened slightly.

Hela's words were a little slurred due to nervousness, and her tone was obviously trembling. She grabbed the corner of Roland's clothes and touched him, along the clothes to Roland's abdomen, and the other hand also touched him.

She gently hugged Roland from the back, her head against Roland's back, and her slightly wet upper body gently pressed against Roland's body.

"I want to be a wise, mature, and courageous spellcaster like you, but I'm still a half-baked person. It's really outrageous.::"

"Every time I'm in an important moment, I can't help you. Every time I can only be a bystander, waiting for the end like everyone else...:"

"You are already very good, Hela. Who can become a six-ring spellcaster as young as you? Even Littorio, when he was as young as you, had just become a four-ring spellcaster."

Roland patted her hands gently, comforting her gently and signaling her to let go.

However, Hela did not listen. Instead, she held them tighter and whispered.

"Not enough, I want to stand by your side, I want to... become... someone who can stand shoulder to shoulder with you, I don't want to be a bystander, I don't want to be treated like a child."

Hela moved her body upwards, and the area pressed against Roland became larger. At the same time, the quilt on her body also slipped off.

"Roland has always been very gentle... to everyone."

Hela's tone gradually became a little dangerous.

"Hela?"

Roland's spirit was constantly reminding him. He held Hela's hands and called her softly.

"Obviously...Obviously I came first."

Hela hugged him tighter, moved her body slightly upward, rubbed her head gently against Roland's neck, and said in a low voice.

Roland paused. His spirit was telling him that unless he broke free from Hela and teleported away directly, something unexpected might happen next. However, he did not escape, but tried to adjust the atmosphere and said.

"What do you mean by first? Is Hela jealous?"

"Yeah."

Just as Roland was calling, Hela nodded vigorously and said in a positive tone.

Hearing her words, Roland was also stunned for a moment, and said with a little hesitation.

"Who?"

How could he not know? To be honest, since coming to Donnar, Roland has been working as busy as a spinning top, and it has only been a little easier in recent years.

Over the years, Roland has basically devoted himself to the work of the War Committee, and his contact with people is basically for work. Except for Hela, Roland and other people in the committee are just ordinary superiors and subordinates.

When Roland was thinking about whether he had been close to someone recently, Hela suddenly pulled Roland down.

Roland fell backwards unexpectedly and landed on Hela's soft bed. His red eyes widened and met a pair of moist, watery black pupils.

His spirit was beating violently. Roland felt that what was going to happen next might not be good. When he was about to interrupt, Hela, who was particularly rebellious today, suddenly reached out and covered her mouth, turned over and pressed him on the bed.

Because she majored in dark elements and negative energy, Hela's hands were a little cold. When she placed them on Roland's face, she seemed to be greedily absorbing Roland's heat.

Hela, who boldly pushed Roland, was trembling, and her eyes were shaking. She felt particularly nervous and exerted. It seemed that she had used up all her courage to make these movements.

Hela's lips were white and her cheeks were red.

"I love Roland...you...that..."

"I like...I like!"

"I want to stay by your side all the time. No matter when, you will hug me when you open your hands, and kiss...kiss me when you close your eyes. We can face difficulties together...In short! I like you, as a lover! I want to be with you forever."

"Although I still have many shortcomings now, but...but..."

Hela blushed and said loudly.

"I will work hard to become someone who can stand by your side!"

Hela spoke a long paragraph, most of which were difficult to hear because of the speed of speech, and her excited and trembling voice also made her words a little strange.

After saying so many words in one breath, Hela's lung capacity was a little insufficient. She gasped, and the sound of her teeth trembling and colliding due to nervousness was very clear when the two of them were very close.

It seemed that she didn't dare to look at Roland. After the confession, Hela also closed her eyes, and her face was a little nervous. Although she wanted to pretend that she didn't hear it clearly, as a high-level spellcaster, Roland still heard Hela's confession clearly. However, Roland, who was covered by Hela's mouth, couldn't answer. He couldn't speak now.

Didn't I come to visit Hela and check her condition? Why did it suddenly become like this?

Feeling Hela's increasingly strong hands, Roland was a little helpless. If he was an ordinary person, Hela would probably get an achievement: suffocating the person he confessed to with his own hands on the day of the confession.

Helplessly, Roland could only look at the nervous Hela in front of him, waiting for her to let go of her hand and let him speak.

After not getting an answer, Hela's face dimmed a little. She gently opened her eyes, and the blurred tears finally fell.

Hela's tears fell on Roland's face, and Roland became even more helpless.

Love makes people demented. Hela, please let me go.

However, Hela was wronged and cried..:

So cute...

No, no, no.

Roland shook his head in his heart and put his strange thoughts behind him. However, he thought about it again. There was nothing he could do now. Hela was in poor health and was very nervous and uneasy. If Roland did something,

Hela was easily stressed, so he had to wait and see.

Hmm.:. How long will it take for her to react?

Roland looked at Hela helplessly, thinking about this question silently in his heart.