Late at night.

After three hours of meditation, Murphy woke up.

Meditation is a very simple thing.

In fact, it is to remain in an ethereal state. When time transitions to about half an hour, the mental will’s perception of its own ** will open up.

Ordinary people can only feel special changes in a certain part of their body, or they cannot feel the existence of their own body.

However, after a period of training, talented people can expand this perception. After expansion, consciousness is like a spiritual net that opens and wraps around the body. Meditation is the process of strengthening the control of this spiritual net.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

Murphy got up and moved his muscles and bones that were a little sore.

At this moment, the sound of extremely rhythmic and brisk footsteps came outside the house.

It's Artoria.

The half-elf-girl who lived here for two days.

The sound of footsteps stopped outside the door and stayed for a moment, as if there was a hint of hesitation.

"Come in." Murphy sat down and whispered to the outside of the house.

Squeak!

The door was slowly pushed open, and the girl put on the gray cloak when she came again, covering her pretty face. She could only vaguely see a pair of green eyes, as bright as stars.

The girl landed her eyes on Murphy and said softly.

"I'm leaving."

Are you leaving so soon?

Murphy was stunned when he heard this, and then said, "Don't you stay for two more days?"

After saying that, he found that he unconsciously used the words of retention that Middle-earth used in his previous life.

The corner of the girl's mouth curled a little slightly, and she slowly shook her head, her green eyes fell on the tray placed on the desk, and her eyes involuntarily showed a look of desire. The midnight snack prepared for him was filled with bells, and a shortbread sprinkled with golden seasonings. Recently, Murphy was a little tired of sweets, so she didn't move a single piece.

It's still like this.

Murphy brought the plate with the crispy bread to the girl and whispered: "Let's go tomorrow."

"It's hard to walk at night."

The girl nodded gently, then naturally stretched out her fingers and pinched a piece of shortbread into her mouth.

One piece after another.

Murphy looked at the girl with a smile until the plate in front of her was empty.

It's so greedy!

After sweeping Murphy's late-night snack, the girl seemed to have noticed the joke in his eyes, and a hint of blush appeared on her pretty face.

Damn guy!

I tempted me with food again!

Bei Teeth gently bit her lips, and the girl thought with some "hateful" in her heart.

It seemed as if he was unwilling to eat and live in Murphy for free. After eating, the girl fumbled on her body, then took out the exquisitely crafted wooden seal and handed it to Murphy, and said, "This is for you!"

"Hmm? Give something again?" Murphy was a little surprised, but still reached out to take the thing handed over by the girl.

The last time she was invited to eat barbecue, she seemed to have given herself a secret book on knight's swordsmanship, which seemed to be called "Crazy Swordsmanship" or something?

What do you want to give yourself this time?

"No." Murphy chuckled and shook his head, instead of reaching out to pick it up, he said, "We should be friends, right?"

"Friends don't have to care about everything so clearly."

friend?

The girl glanced at Murphy in confusion.

Then he chewed these two words, and there was a hint of hesitation on his face.

However, in the end, she took back the exquisitely crafted wooden seal.

"If you don't want it, forget it." The girl turned her head and snorted softly.

However, the smile on the corners of the mouth became more and more obvious.

By the way!

The girl seemed to remember something important. She stared at Murphy with her blue eyes, pointed to the plate in front of her, and said, "This is what you ate secretly every night. Who made it?"

What does it mean to eat secretly every night?

This is called late supper!

Forehead?

etc!

There seems to be no such thing as late-night snack in this world?

never mind.

Seeing that this primitive world is still at the level of eating two meals a day, I don’t care about it so much with her.

"Bell." Murphy smiled and said, "You've seen her."

"It's the little girl who smiles with two dimples, a bit fat and fleshy. She is very talented in cooking!"

It turned out to be her.

The girl nodded thoughtfully.

Her pretty face, beautiful long hair as golden sand, and a hint of heroic posture in the softness of a woman, a small tuft of dull hair on the top of her head shook gently.

Then, she seemed to have made some extremely heavy decision.

The girl took off the [Oath-Sword of Victory] on her waist with a serious face, handed it to Murphy, and said seriously: "This is for you, and the bell is for me."

Bang!
Chapter completed!