Shut Up, Young Lady, Obediently Hand Over The Money And Don't Confess! Chapter 713 : 9997... 9996

Morning.

Or perhaps afternoon.

Felyn could no longer tell the ti.

Viloti was pressed on top of him, her hair spread out, enveloping him.

The pillow had already fallen to the floor, and even the quilt only occupied a corner of the bed, with most of it also on the floor.

The winter in Seiwa was still very cold. Feeling the chill, Viloti subconsciously moved closer to Felyn for warmth.

Sunlight pierced through the gap, fell on the floor, climbed up the bed along the quilt, and landed on Felyn's face.

"It's already dayti... or is it the dayti of the second day?"

"Felyn... my head hurts... sob sob sob..."

Viloti's eyelashes trembled. She curled up her body, pressing her forehead against Felyn's chest.

A new day began just like that.

Felyn picked Viloti up, placed her on a chair, and helped her get dressed.

The half-asleep Viloti was like a doll, letting Felyn do as he pleased.

Dressing her, washing her up, carrying her downstairs.

After last night's events, a hearty breakfast was very necessary to replenish their energy.

"Felyn..."

Viloti, who was resting on the sofa after being carried by Felyn, couldn't stand the loneliness and ca to the kitchen, "smack," sticking herself to Felyn's back. "I can help you make breakfast."

"Oh? When did you learn to cook?"

"Adelina taught ."

"Ade..." Felyn stopped talking. He handed the knife to Viloti.

He had to admit, Adelina was perfect at everything she did, and that included teaching students. Under Adelina's guidance, Viloti had already made a qualitative leap.

Both were genius young ladies; there was nothing they couldn't learn.

Strands of pink hair fell beside Viloti's ear. She was seriously chopping vegetables, unwilling to let her debut in front of Felyn be a disaster.

Felyn, while tucking Viloti's hair up for her, tied an apron on her to prevent juice from splashing onto her clothes.

A cool and aloof young lady with a deadpan expression was seriously making breakfast in an apron. Who could resist teasing her a little?

Felyn walked up behind Viloti and wrapped his arms around her waist. "Viloti, we still have 9997 tis left, right?"

Viloti, in his arms, trembled. After understanding what Felyn was saying, she gently stepped on Felyn's foot with her heel, her face red, not saying a word, just continuing to chop vegetables.

Felyn whispered in Viloti's ear, "You're blushing."

"Of course I'd blush if you say sothing like that... Felyn, bullying so early in the morning..."

Felyn mimicked Viloti's tone, "Bullying you so early in the morning..."

He rested his head on Viloti's shoulder and saw her place a washed Rauls fruit on the cutting board.

"Be careful with that one. It's full of juice and will splash out. Don't want to get your clothes wet."

He couldn't see Viloti's face clearly, only saw her make a couple of practice cuts on the Rauls fruit with the knife, then chop down heavily.

The sound of the fruit bursting ca from under the knife, and white juice splashed into the air.

"Mmph..."

Viloti's shoulders trembled in his arms. Felyn quickly took out a handkerchief.

"Fe-Felyn..." Viloti called Felyn's na softly. "It got on my face..."

"Did it get in your eyes? Let see, does it hurt?" Felyn turned Viloti around. After seeing her face, the hand that was about to wipe away the juice stopped in mid-air.

Viloti's eyelashes trembled nonstop. A few streaks of white juice were on her cheeks. "No... it's just sticky."

The juice slowly flowed down her increasingly pink cheeks to the corner of her mouth. Viloti slowly stuck out her rosy tongue, licked the corner of her mouth, and drew the Rauls fruit juice into her mouth.

She pursed her lips and whispered, "A little bitter...".

Viloti then wiped the corner of her mouth with her wrist, but the white streak was smudged, staining a larger area.

After doing all this, Viloti's amber eyes cautiously looked up and saw Felyn standing there, frozen.

"Felyn? What's wrong? Can you help wipe it?"

Felyn took the knife from Viloti's hand and placed it on the counter.

"Felyn? Did I do sothing wrong?"

Viloti's feet slowly left the ground. She was picked up by Felyn.

She wrapped her arms around Felyn's neck and tilted her head in confusion. "Fe...lyn?"

That voice, filled with a maiden's confusion, yet incredibly soft and sweet, was the best stimulant.

"Sorry, Viloti. Can breakfast wait a little longer?"

"Huh?"

Felyn carried Viloti up to the second-floor room. "I... I suddenly want to eat sothing else."

"Felyn, but..." Viloti buried her head in Felyn's neck.

Where Felyn couldn't see, the corners of her mouth seed to curve up in a triumphant smile. "But it's morning."

"There's no one else at ho, it's fine."

After arriving in the bedroom, Felyn placed Viloti on the bed. He then jumped onto the bed, supporting himself with his hands, and looked at the trembling Viloti beneath him.

One of her hands was covering her chest, her body turned to the side. Her long pink hair covered her face, but it couldn't hide her shy amber eyes.

"Felyn... you're going to bully again..."

Felyn pounced, becoming entangled with Viloti once more.

"Felyn... my feet... are so itchy..."

The afternoon in Seiwa was not exactly quiet.

The station was very lively today. Many guards were distributing free posters and pamphlets, which recorded the major events that had previously occurred in the royal capital district.

When the cultists controlled by the evil god were fighting over Lianlors's relic, she suddenly lost control and summoned the evil god. The entire royal capital district, and even the world, faced a huge test.

At the critical mont, Felyn Sorester, a forr third-class noble of the Empire, faced the dangerous, out-of-control evil god alone. Disregarding his personal safety, he used his own unique divine arts to slay the evil god and save the Empire.

Therefore, the Empire decided to award Felyn Sorester the title of second-class noble of the Empire and the dal of Courage.

Felyn beca a national hero.

On the poster was a hand-drawn portrait of Felyn, depicting his resolute gaze and unflinching expression as he faced the terrifying evil god alone.

A large crowd had gathered at the station, everyone looking at the story on the poster and starting to discuss it.

"He really saved the royal capital district from an evil god all by himself? For real?"

"I heard the royal capital district was sealed for several weeks because of this. It must be true."

"Good heavens, doesn't that make him a hero?"

"Have you ever seen a hero who can kill an evil god? Only a god can kill a god. He's practically a god himself."

"And he's so handso too. I wonder if he has a girlfriend. My daughter isn't bad either..."

"He's going to marry the princess now. It's not our turn."

Felyn, wearing a mask, walked near the station and took a free poster from a guard.

Hearing others talk about him, he felt a little guilty.

He finally understood Zervanie's feelings. Being too famous really wasn't a good thing.

"Is this... ?" Felyn looked at himself on the poster. "Viloti, does this look like ?"

"Felyn, you're even more handso than the person on there." Viloti had changed into a woolen coat, revealing a blue and white striped skirt.

Gray butterfly bow socks over brown platform shoes made her look even cuter.

"It's just this resolute gaze and expression, isn't it a bit of an exaggeration? I was very scared of dying at the ti."

"I think it's about right."

Viloti looked at the portrait of Felyn on the poster, her grip on Felyn's hand tightening.

Her amber eyes stared at the portrait for a long ti, unwilling to look away.

Felyn put away the poster, and the two of them walked towards Fiorella's house. Felyn had sothing he wanted to say to her in person.

The scenery along the road beca more and more dilapidated, and the distance between the buildings grew larger.

"Felyn, Uncle Waldrick died this morning."

Felyn felt Viloti squeeze his hand and reached out to pat the back of her hand.

"Aunt Elise, his wife... after hearing the news of Uncle's death, also jumped from upstairs."

"Is that so..."

Felyn held Viloti's hand and looked in the direction of the Silafiel estate.

The wind of Seiwa blew through their bangs.

It blew away the sin, and also the mories and emotions.

The sunlight was a bit dazzling.

Felyn turned to look at Viloti, who was like a cherry blossom in full bloom, wondering what she was thinking right now.

"Let's go, Viloti."

"Mhm."

The matter of the Silafiel family had now co to a complete end.

Felyn had obtained all the Morning Stars collected by Waldrick, and he had also successfully passed the second stage of the Hero's Festival.

He planned to explain things to Fiorella and then set off for the royal capital district today to prepare for the third stage of the Hero's Festival, which was the final dragon-slaying trial.

But what he didn't know was that there were things more terrifying than the dragon-slaying trial.

First, there were Dorothy and Olivia, who were currently rushing to Felyn's house. They would not give up so easily.

But they didn't know yet that they had failed to protect anything.

Second, there was Adelina, who was still busy at the Claude estate. Yesterday, she thought Fiorella was staying at Felyn's house, so she left with peace of mind, thinking that Felyn and Viloti wouldn't do anything strange at ho. But she didn't know that Fiorella had left early yesterday morning.

Also, there were the young ladies who couldn't get out of the royal capital district. Daiyi and Zervanie were waiting for him.

Finally, there were the two ultimate bosses: Eitani, whom Felyn had saved, and Seraphina, whom Felyn had abandoned.

In short...

The real dragon-slaying trial seed to be with this group of young ladies.

In Fiorella's courtyard, Fiorella was wearing a gray long-sleeved shirt, her flaxen hair tied up in a high ponytail, squatting on the ground washing clothes.

Her face was stained with foam. She rubbed it with her arm, then hamred her slightly sore waist.

She repeated the action of washing clothes, as if washing away not only the dirt, but also her budding... emotions.

"Fiorella? What are you doing here?"

Ilara's voice ca from outside the courtyard. She poked her head in to look at Fiorella in the courtyard.

"Aren't you staying at your boyfriend's place? Could it be... could it be that you've already been dumped... ahem, could it be that you two had a fight?"

(End of Chapter)