Chapter 178 Go to Sleep... (3/4)

Shirley was right. The Blue Flame Grass family, whose main force followed Duke Edwin on the expedition, was indeed not qualified to fight against Krober.

If Krober hadn't wanted to act in secret, he could have directly led an army to attack.

"Yes, but so what, is this the reason why you like your enemy?"

Krober 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 learned to hit straight balls!

This time, she couldn't deal with Krober anymore.

You know, Shirley is right in front of Krober at this time, and the distance between the two is less than one meter. Even the slightest expression on his face will be caught in Shirley's eyes.

"Look, I still dare to admit it, but you still remain silent."

Slightly sarcastic words came out of Shirley's mouth, but Krober seemed to be used to her sarcasm and did not feel irritated by it.

He pointed in the direction of the door of the room and said:

"Your tribe and the entire castle are being tortured and killed by the people I brought. I am very curious. Do you have no hatred for me at all?"

Krober's original intention was to anger Shirley through this incident. It would be best if she could take the initiative so that he could kill her directly.

However, in the face of Krober's provocation and questioning, Shirley did not show any anger or excitement.

Instead, she stood quietly, gazing calmly at Krober.

Her eyes were deep and firm, revealing an unshakable determination and strength.

"Hate?"

Shirley's voice was calm and calm.

"That's just the emotion of the weak."

Krober frowned slightly, seeming a little surprised by Shirley's answer.

He originally thought that Shirley would lose her temper because of the loss of her loved one, but her reaction was beyond his expectation.

"In the final analysis, 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 eyes were focused on Krober.

“I just 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 me.

In the distant Kingdom of Blazing Steel, women there would make an ornament made of finger joints for their husbands before they went to war.

It is said that this will protect your lover from death on the battlefield. "

Krober just listened silently to what Shirley said.

At this time, he no longer felt happy that the mission was about to succeed, but instead felt a sense of suffocation and breathlessness.

What emotion is this?

Krober doesn’t know either…

He now hoped that all the words Shirley said were lies to him, lies told to survive, so that maybe he would feel much better inside.

"It's just the first day we met...do you like me that much?"

Krober's voice sounded, but it was no longer the deep magnetic voice before, but a hoarse voice similar to a state of dehydration.

"Yeah...no one has ever made me feel like this before I met you.

I can tell you with absolute certainty that this is love!

It's a pity that fate fooled me. It allowed me to choose only one between you and the family. "

Perhaps because she was talking about sad things, Shirley's eyes, which had been calm, became misty again, and even her tone of voice was filled with tears.

Krober was silent. He seemed to understand the pain and suffering in Shirley's heart at this time.

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 quilt.

"Get some sleep, and when you wake up the next morning, everything will be over."

Shirley curled up and turned around, leaving her back to Krober, not wanting him to see her embarrassed expression.

"Squeak~"

This is the sound of the door being opened.

"Squeak~bang~"

This is the sound of a door closing.

Shirley lay quietly on the bed, as motionless as a sculpture.

"Woooo..."

This is her cry.

Suffering such a big blow overnight, even she was on the verge of collapse, but she just held back and didn't let herself show it.

"well……"

She felt a warm embrace enveloping her behind her, and a pair of 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, Krober relented. He followed his inner choice and made a move that he shouldn't have made.

"Ugh!"

Krober's words became the last straw for Shirley. She turned around, threw herself into Krober's arms and cried bitterly.

It can only be said that the physical fitness of the Earth Knight is really strong, which can be seen just from the number of Shirley's tears.

It wasn't until the clothes on Krober's chest were completely soaked that Shirley gradually stopped crying.

"Do you hate me? Shirley."

Seeing Shirley's mood gradually stabilizing, Krober asked.

Shirley hesitated for a while in Krober's arms and said:

"Hate, but I can't hate it. I can't control my thoughts at all."

Her eyes were full of contradictions and struggles.

She said she hated him, but she couldn't hide her love for him.

This complex emotion made her fall into endless pain. She didn't know how to face this love-hate relationship.

Speaking of hate, it must be hate, after all, Krober and his men looted all the wealth in her family castle and killed many of her people.

Although they were all old, weak and disabled, they also had the blood of the Blue Flame Grass family flowing in their bodies.

But love is also true love. You can say it's love at first sight or lust at first sight. Anyway, Shirley Blue Flame Grass has really fallen in love with the person in front of her.

(You all mocked me for not having been in love, right? I'm so angry!)

It was this torment of love and hate that put her on the verge of collapse.

"Have a good sleep here. I'll take you away tomorrow morning."

Shirley didn't know Krober's real name or his identity.

But she didn't care about these. She just liked this person. It didn't matter who he was or what his name was.

If he wanted to be called Frank, then she would call him Frank. If he wanted to be called another name, then she would call him another name.

As for other things...

She had done what she should do.

Now she only felt a wave of fatigue coming to her mind.

The only thought was to lean on the chest of the person in front of her and sleep peacefully.

The rest was left to fate.