He broke the silence lingering between the two people with a leisurely sigh: "Thank you."

"...Thank you for what."

"Of course, thank you for coming to save me."

The arms that were pressed under the other party tightened a bit, and Duan Qing's face now showed the calmness and serenity after endless exhaustion: "If you hadn't broken into my dream, you would have knocked me out again and again.

It has almost become broken by real life, and I might still be unable to get out of that illusory dream."

"...Ha, I won't save you." Xue Ling Huan Bing, who also fell to the ground, shook her head and replied in a low voice: "I just wanted to do that, so I did it."

"That's what I really want."

Recalling the scenes he had experienced in the white mist before, Xueling Huanbing, who closed his eyes, said naturally. The expression that had returned to tranquility then changed to a look of irritation after a brisk sneeze.

Expression: "Don't be ridiculous! I'm not kidding!"

"After all, this kind of heavy atmosphere is not suitable for me." Duan Qing put down the blade of grass in his hand and teased the other person's cheek and then chuckled twice: "Let's change the topic."

"Okay, the sun is going to set anyway." He reluctantly opened his adventurer's manual, and Xueling Huanbing, who had his head arched, finally got up from Duan Qing's chest: "Next, let's

Where to go? We can’t continue to starve and freeze here, right?”

"Well—"

The words he just wanted to say stopped in mid-air, and Duan Qing's eyes followed the sound of fighting that suddenly rose from the bridge head of the bridge not far away from him. He paused for a moment: "Well, it seems that it is still temporary.

Don’t think about it anymore.”
Chapter completed!