Silent night, blood-red moon.

The wind blew gently.

Shelley, who was sleeping, began to grind his teeth and said in a daze of incomprehensible sleep.

The farce outside the tent continued to happen.

Arthur's carriage slowly drove towards the Golden Snake Camp. Through the rear window of the carriage, he turned around and looked at Camilla's carriage from the other direction near Grey Camp.

The two sides against each other seemed to be alternating. As soon as Arthur left, Camilla came over.

Lu Sien V's face could no longer look ugly.

Unlike Arthur's carriage that slowly left, Camilla's carriage was faster and drove at a "normal" speed. Andre, who was riding a horse behind, was still urging him.

It would be fine if it was on the streets of the town, after all, the roads in the town were relatively flat. However, this was the wilderness, where there was no road. So the whole car kept pounding, and Camilla was shaken so much that she could not help but cover her chest. In a flash, she was shaken from one end of the seat to the other end. Her small body was like a fallen leaf in a torrent.

Behind the rear, Gene II took a deep breath and looked proudly at the direction of the Golden Snake Camp.

Finally, the carriage finally arrived. Andre quickly got off the horse, ran over and opened the door in three steps, and then helped Camilla down from the inside. When he got off the car, Camilla was dizzy and couldn't stand steadily.

Before she could recover with the carriage, Andre had already started urging him. He couldn't urge him, so he trotted to Gray again, saluted, and said softly: "Sir Paladin, sorry, this is our Miss Camilla, she..."

"I know, please give her a little rest. Human girls are relatively vulnerable."

"Human girl? Well, thank you Lord Paladin for your understanding." After saluting again, Andre turned around and ran back to Camilla.

The mallet by the bonfire stretched its neck and looked around: "Hey, we Lord Paladin are so awesome, we all rushed to flatter him. Just one left, another one came. Hahahaha."

"That's right, we Lord Paladin is the most powerful!" The cross-eyed screamed, which caused the dwarves to laugh.

"Hmph." Jones on the side said disdainfully: "Is this becoming 'Our Paladin'? I didn't expect the dwarf to be so snobbish."

"It's good, too." Dora, holding a cup next to her, muttered in a low voice: "It's better than conspiring to rebel a few days ago, right?"

Andrew stood in front of the bonfire with his hands crossed his hands and gnawed the fruit that the Silver Moon Knights had just brought back, staring at the bonfire and keeping looking, not knowing what he was thinking.

About thirty meters apart, Grey stood quietly, watching, and waiting.

The black cat whispered, "This is too different, right? That Arthur just now, although he was embarrassed, at least he was decent. Before he could talk about this, he was almost out of his way."

Finally, Camilla recovered and walked step by step to Grey with Andre's support.

"Great Lord Paladin, for the first time I meet, I am Camilla... Camilla, the daughter of Grand Duke Beth. May your glory be with the Holy Spirit."

Hearing her voice, the black cat couldn't help but be stunned.

"Hello, I'm glad to see you, Miss Camilla." Gray cut a cross on his chest to show his gift.

Andre, who was standing next to Camilla, whispered: "Miss, hat."

Camilla was stunned for a moment, and seemed to remember that she was rushing to pull off the hood she was wearing on her head, revealing her true face.

He was gnawing on the wild boar's trotter, and his mouth was so oily that he was stunned, and his eyes slowly opened wide.

Incisors quickly patted the bandage beside them and pointed at Camilla.

The dwarves who were already very noisy stopped moving one after another, stretched their necks and looked at Camilla not far away.

The entire camp slowly became quiet.

"Is this...human?" The black cat hiding in Gray's armor couldn't believe his eyes anymore.

Looking along their eyes, even Andrew was stunned and forgot to chew the fruit in his mouth.

It was a pretty little girl with long light golden hair and delicate face. Or, exquisiteness could no longer be described as her. It was a more delicate face than the elves, with fair skin, like stars, with confused blue eyes, small face, slender eyebrows, and a tall and pretty nose. The facial features were simply as if there was no flaws to be found.

The blood-red moonlight shone down, but it seemed that it could not be contaminated by her body. Standing there, her body naturally emitted a light that belonged only to her, instantly attracting everyone's eyes. It was like a flower, but beautiful with a dreamy feeling.

Even the undead knights, whose aesthetics have gradually begun to fade, stopped moving because of her.

What was in contrast to everyone's surprise was her panic.

At this moment, she was blinking her eyes and nervously holding her hands in front of her, as if she was frightened, her eyes kept moving, but she didn't dare to look at Gray.

"I understand..." Black Cat couldn't help but sigh: "She was not here to negotiate at all. She is a gift herself."

"It's a gift in itself?" Gray, who started to wake up consciousness, obviously had some misunderstandings in aesthetics. Perhaps only he could not feel the beauty of Camilla.

"Yes, I think Gene II means giving you his daughter. Look, I just said, you can do whatever you want, as long as you are willing to accept it, someone will give it."

"But why did he give me someone?"

"Uh... how do you describe this? It's like a squirrel gives you the best nuts. Although you may not be able to tell the difference between nuts, it's all good. It's probably what it means." After thinking about it, the black cat quickly added: "Although it's also a gift, you should not refuse like you just now, but you must be tactful. Sometimes, if you fail a blind date, the nobles will go directly to war. This involves a reputation issue."

"Okay, I understand."

"Every time you say 'I understand', to be honest, I'm worried. I always feel like you will get something." The black cat complained in a low voice.

"No, no, I already know people's hearts."

"Oh, hehe."

Perhaps Grey and the Black Cat had been muttering in a low voice for too long. Andre, the brown-haired knight next to him, coughed twice and asked softly: "Sir Paladin, don't you... invite us into your tent to sit?"

"No, I will not invite you into my tent." Gray replied bluntly: "In order to maintain the justice of the arbitration, I will not meet with any of you in private. So if there is anything, we can only talk about it here."

"Talk here?"

"Yes. You said you wanted to talk to me, so here is it. They can clearly see it on His Majesty the King's side. This is fairer."

As he said this, Andre no longer knew how to continue to follow it. He could only smile and spread his hands and said, "Then, as you wish. You talk."

As he said that, Andre stepped back step by step, and retreated halfway, and found that Carl was still standing behind Gray, and ran back to pull Carl away. While walking, he muttered: "Mr. Knight, why are you so blind? Didn't you see how long you Lord Paladin had been stunned? At this time, you have to take the initiative to walk away. Do you have to wait for the Paladin to speak by himself?"

Carl was pulled away, but the people in the camp surrounded him from afar, stretching his neck to see. Even Andrew, who was gnawing on the fruit, surrounded him.

After all, everyone has a love for beauty, and elves are particularly picky about beauty.

The whole camp was quiet.

...

"Huh? Why is there no sound?" Shelley, who was half asleep and half awake, opened his eyes and said in a daze: "I'm really a little uncomfortable with these guys not making noise..."

As he said that, he turned sideways and continued to sleep with the pillow.

...

In this situation, Gene II was so happy that he clapped his hands.

On the other hand, Lu Sien V was so angry that he cursed: "Shameless! I have never seen such a shameless person! He even sent his own daughter!"

As he said that, he held his forehead and sighed helplessly: "Damn, I would have had a few more daughters if I had known. One son would be enough, what's the use of having more? If a daughter can be worth more than 90,000 tons of grain... Oh my God, how valuable this daughter will be!"

...

The wind blew gently, and Gray stepped on his hands and looked at Camilla quietly.

Camilla blinked blankly, stood, pursed her lips, and occasionally lowered her head and stroked her hair. She still didn't dare to look at Gray.

For some reason, her eyes always give people a particularly confused feeling, as if they were separated by a veil.

The two just stood there, standing there.

Gray didn't speak, and Camilla blushed and didn't speak.

Few humans in this world can force Gray to speak first. After all, time is not a particularly important thing for the Lich with infinite lifespan. However, Camilla did it.

After standing there for an hour, Gray finally couldn't help but speak: "I heard that you are going to talk to me about something."

Camilla seemed to be suddenly frightened, so scared that she took a step back, recovered from her senses, and walked back timidly, lowered her head and pursed her lips and said carefully: "Yes... it was my father who asked me to talk to you. But I don't know what to talk to you."

"Don't you know? Didn't your father tell you what to talk to me when he asked you to talk to me?"

"I said it, but I can't tell you."

"Can't tell me?"

Camilla's face turned red to his ears. He nodded heavily, still not daring to look at Gray, and then stopped talking.

"Can I say it right?" Gray asked the Black Cat.

"What do you want to say?" The black cat was shocked.

"I want to be straightforward. The key is that she doesn't say anything. I don't even have the chance to refuse, and I don't know what to say."

...

"How long have they been talking?" Lu Sien V asked.

The guard next to him replied in a low voice: "It's been two hours."

"What to talk about requires two hours? What to talk about? What to talk about requires more than one hour!" Lu Sien V jumped.

Arthur hid far away and dared not provoke his furious father.

...

It was about three hours, three hours in front and behind. The wind was getting colder and colder at night, and Camilla was already wrapped in her cloak.

Gray couldn't stand it, so he spoke, "It's already very late, why don't you go back first?"

"Can I go back first?" Camilla breathed a sigh of relief as if she had received an amnesty.

"Yes, of course, you can go back at any time."

"Thank you, Lord Paladin, then... I'll go back first." After bowing to Gray, Kamila bowed and slowly retreated, walked away a few steps, but came back, and asked carefully: "If, I mean if. If my father asked me to come tomorrow, can I come?"

"You're coming tomorrow?" Gray was a little confused.

Camilla whispered: "I think with my father's personality, he is likely to ask for this, so I want to ask for your opinion first."

After thinking about it, Gray could only say: "If he had to come, you could come, but if not, it would be better not."

"Thank you, Lord Paladin. I'll go back first."

As he said that, Camilla stepped back step by step until he was more than five meters away from Grey, and then turned around and stepped onto the carriage with his long skirt.

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