After acknowledging the reality, they started chasing their husbands to the crematorium

In the past, Lyle would sometimes sneak a look over with admiring eyes.

But what is he doing now? !

Why are you so absent-minded!

She uses various angles to find the initiative.

But the hand on her soft waist didn't move any further, only a little bit hot.

Lyle sighed softly: "Emilia, don't be like this. In two years, I think I have done everything I can."

Hard work, emotion, running around, in the past two years, he has given all his tenderness to these three young ladies.

They enjoy everything with peace of mind and accept it casually.

What I got was even lighter than a sigh.

Now that he has left, he chased after him, saying that he wanted to change, and hoped that he would go back.

It seems that... the right to choose is given, but in fact it is still a deprivation of freedom.

Maybe Emilia is pure and clear?

Or... just want to throw my whole life into the blooming under the moon.

Lyle is not willing to use this kind of thinking to figure out a priest who believes in the Holy Light.

But it's kind of...

Uncomfortable.

Instead, I feel more like a clown.

"Then... can you promise me not to join other adventure groups? We will all be sad..."

She saw with her own eyes the scene of Bellis soliciting Lyall.

For whatever reason.

Strangled first.

But to her surprise, Lyle refused even this "small request".

"Emilia, I can't promise."

Lyle whispered: "Maybe when I have enough rest, I will join a civilian adventure group. Everyone is from the same class, cleaning the battlefield together, selling materials, and haggling over a few gold coins... just like we just did." At that time, you were not the eldest lady, and I was not a servant."

Emilia was stunned.

I groaned in my heart.

Needless to say, she has always regarded Lyle as her own property.

She is smarter than Shia, she knows how to package her desires as coquetry, and knows when to give some sweetness.

In addition, Lyle seems to have a natural misunderstanding of things like Holy Light.

Even if sometimes some excessive demands are made.

He never doubted himself.

The previous Lyle had actually been under Emilia's control all along.

But now, the foundations seem to be starting to falter.

He...has begun to struggle, to chase those illusory freedoms...

"Lyle, what about your dream, are you going to give up?"

Lyle was silent for a while: "It is precisely because I still carry the dream that I have to leave."

speak up.

The wine made by Lyle is indeed rich in taste and aroma.

However, as a person who communicates with Lyle more.

Emilia knew Lyle's dream, besides going deeper into the dungeon, there was one more.

In Eofol, owning a house that was truly his own, not a moonbloom.

Of course Emilia couldn't understand this kind of social animal mentality of working and wandering in big cities, but she knew that Lyle's obsession was deep.

It seems that without a home of my own, I can't settle down.

Koyoff is a paradise for adventurers and a hell for the poor.

If you want to live by making wine, there is no problem. As for buying a house?

Fifty gold coins, after paying the rent, minus the daily expenses, it is basically moonlight.

If it's just like this, just to make wine, in the end you still have to go back to blooming under the moon with bitterness.

Although it is said that most of the proceeds from the dungeon are squandered by a few of you, but what is left to you is definitely more than the pitiful fifty gold coins, right?

"No, you're lying to me, aren't you?"

Emilia raised the volume unconsciously: "You just want to let Shia know that you can live without her, are you taking revenge on Shia, right? Are you angry? Even, you still Found Bellis."

"Even if you want to make money, how much money can you make just by making wine? It's not as good as being a scholar? Shia will only look down on you even more, and she will think that you are degrading yourself."

Lyle smiled bitterly: "No."

"Lyle, you're trying to be brave, aren't you?"

Emilia's long eyelashes trembled slightly: "I know, that woman recruited you into Crystal Tears purely to disgust Shia, so you refused, right?

"Lyle, I don't know when you learned such a high level of brewing, but there is really no way out...it's just a life skill...you can't earn as many gold coins as you want ...In Eofol, adventure is king..."

Lyle was silent for a while: "So you care about me now?"

"Of course."

"Hmm..." Overheard the whole process, Lilith took a deep breath.

She seems to have seen something clearly.

Blooming under the moon, it seems that I have indeed owned Lyle for too long.

One more thing, Lyle is just too licking.

She doesn't really think that the sixth-level life skill is Chinese cabbage, does she?

Are there really such stupid people?

Lilith said she was emotionally stable.

Of course there is another possibility.

It really didn't take much effort for Lyle to fill up these skills.

So even he himself, including everyone who bloomed under the moon, thought it was commonplace and didn't care much.

Logically, the second possibility is more...

Lilith felt something was wrong.

The elf girl touched her pointed ears.

It was piping hot.

I'm not lying either?

do not care.

Just lick him as my teacher!

Just let him lose himself in the sound of the teacher!

then!

I can change to a mansion with a hot spring and a yard soon!

Chapter 9 Lose yourself in the sound of the teacher

Facing Lyle's questioning eyes.

Emilia's bright eyes were erratic.

"Don't come to me again."

Lyle patted her on the shoulder: "Just take it for yourself, if you don't want to have conflicts with Shia, you still have a long way to go."

"Lyle, you..."

"gone."

Lyall reached for his hat.

With his departure.

Emilia's pupils slowly shrank.

Your Dream?

Just rely on one brewing?

What a joke.

......

......

"Teacher, teacher! Wait for me!"

Lilith chased after her, and the elf girl raised her lake-blue eyes and looked helplessly at Lyle who hid her face under the brim of her hat.

"You also want to squeeze value from me?"

"Eh?"

Lilith tilted her head: "Meeting a very powerful person and wanting to recognize her as a teacher...does it count as squeezing? Serving tea and water, I can do it!"

Lyle looked at her ears, they were not red.

The hostility on his face dissipated a little.