Thank you for the invitation. I am in Terra, just under the stars.

Not only did Margaret not shrink from doing such a thing in front of the tent where Zofia and Maria were sleeping, but she actually took the initiative to provoke it... Maybe she just couldn't help it?

In any case, Zhou Cheng received the provocation. He raised his eyebrows slightly and decided to educate her.

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"Um……"

A suppressed, dull voice came from Margaret's nasal cavity.

"Wait, if you use such force..."

He fell silent mid-sentence.

"Well……"

Muffled sounds came from the other side of the mountain.

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Margaret's eyes widened immediately, and her golden pupils seemed to be burning.

Suddenly there was a burst of joy and comfort.

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For a rare moment of clarity in her brain, Margaret suddenly felt something and subconsciously looked back.

The camp was quiet and the tents were closed.

... Am I overthinking it?

Margaret didn't wonder for too long, she quickly returned her attention to the man who had begun to hold her with both hands.

It was here that there was a pause, the cold air replaced the warmth, and his voice came from here:

"I suddenly had an idea, how about you try what it's like to be a mother early?"

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12. Zofia saw it

"Sister Zofia? Breakfast is ready. Get up and have breakfast."

Squatting at the door of the tent, Maria gave Zofia a gentle push.

Lying on her side on the bed, curled up with a pillow in her arms, Zofia slowly turned around, but her face startled Maria.

On that charming face that was always carefully decorated, there were faint dark circles around the eyelids, and the dilated pupils looked at her blankly.

Maria almost fell backwards and fell to the ground. After grabbing the tent to steady herself, she looked at her aunt who was hesitant to speak and hesitated. After several seconds, she slowly said:

"Zofia...sister...are you having a nightmare?"

"Nightmare...?"

Zofia reacted to the word.

Her dilated pupils finally solidified a little, and she took a deep breath, but she still couldn't lift her spirits. She lowered her head and said:

"Yes, it's a nightmare. I also dreamed of lying in my mother's arms and drinking milk."

"Huh? This isn't a nightmare, is it?" Maria didn't quite understand.

In Maria's impression, Zofia and her mother have a pretty good relationship, right?Could it be that there was something special going on in childhood?

Zofia didn't explain, she just said "hehe", then turned her body back, turned her back to this side, yawned and said:

"Ha... let me sleep a little longer. You don't have to wait for me to eat. I'll get up at noon to eat."

"Uh, okay."

Maria didn't force it. Since Sister Zofia didn't sleep well, let her sleep for a while. Going out to play is not work.

She pulled up the tent and went to the campfire. Xinteleia went to hunt down many feathered beasts in the morning. Sister Margaret and Brother Cheng were baking together, while she was responsible for running errands and going to the tourist business district to buy some drinks. .

The sound of footsteps in the snow faded away.

In the tent, Zofia did not fall asleep. She turned over and lay flat on the bed, looking at the roof of the tent with the faint sunlight coming through, her expression blank.

Ever since she spied Margaret doing that kind of thing with her boss last night, she was still numb.

Of course, if it was just that Margaret might be pregnant and breastfeeding, this would not be enough to keep her awake for the entire night.The reason why it was so serious was that they had not calmed down yet shortly before Maria got up.

After drinking the milk, the two of them continued...

That scene can only be said to be unsightly. It is hard to imagine that Margaret, an honest child, would actually make such a gesture and show such an expression.

Moreover, doing that kind of thing while pregnant...

Could it be that Margaret's child was threatened?If she really had a child, how could she do such a thing...

The more Zofia thought about it, the more confused her mind became, especially when she thought about Margaret lying in the man's arms and trembling slightly in the morning when the first ray of sunshine fell, with her head buried deeply.

It must be because of the pain, right?

Maybe the child is also in great pain inside.

but……

Margaret doesn't look like she's pregnant. Is it because her abdominal muscles are too hard?

Or maybe it's just my misunderstanding...

But no matter what, as her sister, I can't just sit idly by and ignore it!

It's the sister's duty to protect the sisters!

Zofia made up her mind.

She had to figure this out. She failed to protect her sister when Margaret was forced to leave Casimir. This time she couldn't just stand by and watch.

With this belief, as if she were stepping into an arena, Zofia tried her best to fight, and then she fought hard into her dream.

She was too sleepy after not sleeping all night. As soon as she frowned at something she had been thinking about, her whole body relaxed and she fell into a deep sleep.

As she fell asleep, Zofia's face turned slightly red, she turned over and curled up, closing her thighs to hold the pillow.

After watching Sister for most of the night, the extremely impactful picture has been deeply ingrained in my mind like 'Lola Takizawa' was ingrained into her DNA, making Zofia dream about the new material obtained by her brain that day.

The scene in the dream was taken from last night...

The three of them are still the same, but their positions have changed.

Zofia looked back and saw that her good sister, Knight Yao, was sitting in the back dignifiedly and looking at her intently.

She didn't dare to turn her face back. The feeling in front of her made her almost faint in her dream.

What happened next was completely blurry. When she woke up, Zofia felt as if her head was filled with water. When she opened her eyelids and looked at the tent, it felt like she was in another world.

"what……"

After taking a few breaths, when my consciousness was completely restored to my body, I suddenly noticed that my body was covered in sweat as if I was sleeping in a summer quilt. I felt sweaty and greasy everywhere, especially the moisture in the socks on my feet and the greasy feeling under my armpits.

Lifting the clothes at the collar, he reached out and pinched a strand of hair coming out of his armpits, and rubbed his fingertips along it. The sweat immediately made his fingers slippery.

Zofia wiped her hands on her clothes, took out a few paper towels, put them under her armpits and wrapped them twice before taking them out. Looking at the wet paper towels, she couldn't help but get closer and smell them. It was mixed with strong hormones. The sour smell made her frown.

Although it is not body odor, such a strong smell has always troubled Zofia. She thinks that women should have a faint fragrance like Maria. An overly strong smell always reminds her of the Great Knight. Lead those professions in the gray area that deal with flesh and blood.

After briefly dealing with the uncomfortable sweat, Zofia got up and left the tent.

The sun was shining brightly outside, and the sun was shining as coldly as ice and snow on the pure white world, without even a hint of warmth.

Carefully inserting the soles of your feet wrapped in wet socks into thick fleece boots, you immediately felt an awkward feeling as if you were submerged in mud, as if the sweat in the socks squeezed out and wet the shoes as soon as you stepped into them.

Zofia regretted not bringing lighter shoes when she came out. Considering the climate here in Sami, he only brought warm clothes, each piece thicker than the last.The same goes for the socks. The ones she is wearing now are still the same ones she wore when she was in Casimir. The ones she brought to change are all thickened knee-high socks. The only difference is the color of black and white.

But there was no use regretting it. Now she could only endure the sweaty soles of her feet being wrapped in velvet boots and walking on soft snow.

Fortunately, he didn't go far before he saw Maria chasing a white-haired clawed beast on the snow.

Maria was wearing the armor that Margaret used to participate in knight competitions. With just one quick move, the iron armor with scars like meritorious deeds pressed the poor and innocent clawed beast into the snow, causing a splash. A large cluster of snowflakes.

"Ha! I got you!"

"Goooooo..."

A cry for mercy came from the claw beast's throat.

While she stopped, Zofia, who had just come out of the tent, quickly greeted:

"Maria, where are Margaret and the others?"

PS: I woke up later and later. I bought a cup of coffee. I didn’t sleep tonight. I wrote two updates and played games in the early morning, and then continued coding during the day.

PS2: I hope I won’t die suddenly...

13. The story of Hintera

The scenery of the Northland, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow drifting.

Looking at the inside and outside of the Great Wall, there is nothing but mangmang;

The mountain dance silver snake, the original Chi wax figure, wants to compare with Tiangong test.

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Naturally, there is no Great Wall in this world, but looking at the mountains covered in snow and white, these lines of poetry inevitably come to mind.

It might be better to use it to describe the Drak Empire, but Sami can barely be related to the Northern Kingdom. It is more or less the north, and it is right next to Drak.

There is a forest in front of the snow, with gray-white trunks and branches that are neither dry nor fresh. They are stuck in the middle. The color of the leaves cannot be seen on them. The paleness of midwinter swallows up all the colors of life.

There was a heavy snowfall last night. When it dawned this morning, the bonfire was covered with a layer of white frost, which was cleaned up by Zhou Cheng.

We are currently camping by the lake, and we plan to go to the next attraction tomorrow after fishing today.

However, Xinteleia was not interested in fishing, so Zhou Cheng went for a walk around the lake with her after casting two rods by the lake without catching anything.

There is a tribe nearby, the same one that placed flowers on the altar by the lake yesterday, and they are going to go there to have a look.

Passing through a small forest of hoarfrost, they arrived at their destination.

What appeared in front was a house that seemed to be piled up with snow.

Heavy snow last night covered the entire village. From the outside, the short house looked like an igloo. When you opened the door, you would be showered with snow on the eaves.

In front of the house, a group of Elafia were clearing the snow.

Not only are these Elafia not as gorgeous and elegant as Viviana, they are also wearing rough fur clothes and working hard.

In fact, they are doing relatively well. The snowy plains to the north of Ursus are miserable. People there live on the ice plains, and their heads are white, and their heads are white as well.

The monochromatic land seems to be their whole lives. They have spent their whole lives on a small piece of snow, struggling in the heavy snow, with no bottom or way out. Maybe one day they will no longer be able to struggle, so they will be covered by snow. No trace left.

"The world is so different..."

Zhou Cheng shook his head slightly.

If he is 30 years old, he will feel inspired, brag a few words, and then live his life however he wants. At most, he will do some good things within his ability.

If he were 200 years old, he would wave his hand, ignite idealism and militarism, and spread the glory of iron and blood to the entire land.

If he were 1000 years old, he would activate the ether phase engine, lead everyone to ascend to the highest level, and establish an era where everyone is truly like a dragon.

But he is only 18 years old now, and he has no interest in these at all. He just wants to be quiet.

"really."

Xintrea echoed.

She tightened her newly bought clothes and exhaled a thin mist from her lips.

What she wears on her petite body is a pure white coat without much decoration. The smooth fur is smooth and shiny, paired with a silk shawl and knee-length velvet boots... Although this outfit looks relatively simple, But it doesn't feel plain at all. The smoothness of the overall design and the texture of the material itself can be seen even by people who don't understand that this is a display garment that can only be seen in the windows of high-end shopping malls.

When working for Wuzhou Meng, Xintlaya's salary was not low. It can be seen from her flat-floor accommodation that Wuzhou Meng was not stingy about material enjoyment.

But such a high price is only for ordinary people who are not in the bourgeoisie. In the past, such a piece of clothing required a platinum tycoon to save a year's salary to be able to afford it, not counting the pre-process of purchasing such brand clothing. ——In Casimir, anything related to making money develops very fast. For example, the membership purchase limit system often used by big Colombian brands requires you to buy some expensive and bad things before you can buy good products.

But now she goes to the mall and buys things without batting an eye. From a material point of view, she already has the ultimate enjoyment.

"Go in and see?"

Zhou Cheng pointed to the snow-covered tribal settlement and took out a Casimir gold coin from his bag.

Xintrea nodded slightly, and the two of them walked in together.