"Sneeze!" Diana suddenly sneezed in my arms.

"What's wrong? Do you have a cold?" I quickly opened the cloak that was exuding body heat and took a look at Diana in my arms.

But what surprised me was that when I opened my cloak, I was the first to see a burst of hot air coming out of it. Only then did I remember that I had just noticed that the surrounding temperature had dropped, but I didn't.

I continue to pay attention to this issue because my eyes have been attracted by Diana, so I can't distract myself from thinking about the issue. This guy actually took off his coat without knowing it, and revealed his inner clothes.

The lining also untied the collar inexplicably. Thinking about the way she kept wrapping the cloak around herself before, I really don't know whether it was because of the cold or the heat.

But I took a look at her sweaty chest and felt that she should be leaning towards the latter, because since she was always lying on my body, my body did not feel any discomfort during the period when the temperature dropped.

, but on the contrary, my legs, especially my knees, were a little unlucky. In short, I felt that the knees of my legs were a little stiff from the cold.

"It's nothing..." Diana rubbed her nose in confusion, and then said casually: "Maybe someone is talking bad about me behind my back."

"Talk bad words?" I was stunned by her answer. Then I reached out and pulled out a handkerchief from my pocket and wiped her drool-stained cheeks and my chest. Then I said, "Think too much."

Come on, who could be so bored? Do you want some hot cocoa?"

Diana nodded and then revealed her head from the cloak, and I quickly took out the thermos and poured her a cup of steaming hot cocoa. Naturally, the hot cocoa was obtained from Desmo. It is said that this

The stuff is not ordinary at all, it even has the effect of healing wounds and restoring magic power. Anyway, Diana said that this can be used as a healing potion, and I got a whole lot of it from Desmo without any courtesy before setting off.

Kettles of hot cocoa served as wartime food.

I held the cup and handed it to her mouth, but Diana did not reach out her hand to catch it early. I was stunned for a while before I realized that she was pouting her lips, so I directly handed the cup to her mouth.

Diana lazily bit the cup I handed to her mouth and took a small sip, but she still lay on my body and refused to move. I could only shake my head helplessly because she

It had been lying on me for almost half an hour, and during this time I could only lean on a relatively clean pillar in a semi-lying position, and could not move any other body parts except my hands.

Because the leg joints had been frozen in an extremely uncomfortable position, and coupled with the impact of the sudden drop in temperature, I felt that my legs were already losing some feeling.

Talking about the sudden drop in temperature, I thought it was very strange from the beginning, because I checked the thermometer I brought with me. In short, in the half hour we stayed here to rest, the temperature in the room dropped suddenly.

6℃. This level of temperature difference is indeed a bit uncomfortable, especially since the impact on my current state is more serious, and we will launch a large-scale defensive battle later, but if it is because

It would be too funny if everyone loses the battle due to the influence of low temperature.

It’s not unreasonable for me to think so. Anyway, there are many such examples in history, such as Moscow in 1941. This is a typical example. Of course, I also know that the situation here will not be the same as that time, but this is not the same.

It can guarantee the impact if the temperature continues to drop. After all, our group of people did not bring winter clothes, forget about the elves and magicians, if other soldiers are affected by the low temperature, there will definitely be trouble. Think of this

, I couldn't help but feel nervous and then quickly moved my legs to get up.

"What's wrong?" Diana asked, biting the cup.

"Have you ever felt that the temperature has dropped?" I put my arm around her waist and sat up straight and asked, "Do you know what the reason is?"

"It's very simple..." Diana shivered as she sat on my lap, then quickly pulled up her open chest and wrapped herself in a warm cloak. Then she lazily stretched out her right hand and pointed at the top of her head and said:

"That magic is at night now...it will naturally get colder at night. This is normal, so don't worry."

After hearing Diana's answer, I froze on the spot. Even the hot cocoa in my hand was directly stuck in Diana's mouth and I didn't take it back in time.

I really didn't expect such a result. It turns out that the big magic above our heads can not only emit light but can even generate heat. Doesn't this mean that the magic is not much different from the "sun"? Isn't it?

Can humans use magic to create an artificial sun? Or simply use magic to generate energy out of thin air? In short, I just can’t figure out whether this so-called “magic” has any limits?

I was stunned for an unknown amount of time until I felt some pain in the palm of the cup before I came back to consciousness. But when I looked down at this hand, I suddenly found that the cup I originally held in my hand was gone, but there were two more rows.

There were clear teeth marks left with the sweet taste of cocoa. I subconsciously moved my fingers and quickly retracted my arm. Then I looked up at Diana who was holding a cup and tasting hot cocoa.

"Why did you bite me?" I quickly picked up the handkerchief and wiped the residue on my hands.

Diana didn't speak, but instead stared at me and smiled indifferently. Of course I wasn't angry, it was just a painless thing anyway, but her provocative smile really made me a little uncomfortable, so I also

He unceremoniously took the unfinished cup of hot cocoa from her mouth and drank it himself.

When the warm cocoa liquid poured into my throat, I instantly felt the warmth from within my whole body, and my legs that were originally a little stiff and numb quickly returned to normal, and within a few seconds

Afterwards, I actually felt some signs of sweating on my body.

"Get up, we should get down to business." After enjoying the warmth for a few seconds, I put down the cup, then hugged Diana's waist and started to stand up.

"Can't you... stay a little longer?" Diana asked in a sweet voice, still lying on my chest and unwilling to let go: "Anyway, it's okay if we don't participate in the next action..."

"How did that happen?" I forcefully opened Diana's cloak, and then started to dress her regardless of her dissatisfaction, and said while dressing: "You know what? During the half hour you were asleep,

Celine has come here three times, and thinking about the time, Eve and the others should also come here. The next task of setting up the defense line is key, how can we not participate? "

"Wouldn't it be better to let them arrange the arrangements? Anyway, these are the tasks of the magicians..." Diana still argued with an inexplicable willful tone: "If you allow it, I can eliminate the next defensive battle by myself.

These monsters..."

I thought I was going to retort, but when I heard her last words, I immediately felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere. I quickly raised my head and looked at her expression. I had no doubt that she was lying. Since she said she could do that,

It must be possible, but I can't figure out why she suddenly changed like this. You must know that she was the one who started coming here, and I was just here to help, but it seems that after Ruby was attacked, Diana

She is vaguely repelled by this action. Looking at her straightforward performance now, I am sure that if I say I want to go home now, she will definitely take me back immediately.

Something is wrong, very wrong. I don't know what's wrong with Diana now, but I'm pretty sure I just noticed something unusual in her expression hand.

"What are you worried about?" I asked after silently dressing her.

Diana let out a long sigh, then hugged me again, and then buried her chest in my chest and said in a low voice: "The closer I get to that underground city, the more uneasy I feel... I always feel that something will happen to this operation.

…”

"Intuition? Or some kind of magic?" I touched her shoulder and comforted: "We have Desmo following us here. What bad things can happen? I'm afraid I will be rescued by her even if I die. Don't worry, it's okay.

of."

Diana did not open her mouth to explain, but looked up at me and then buried her head again, making a low protest sound of "Ouch-Ouch", and at the same time, her hands began to scratch my back indiscriminately.

I didn't resist, I just stood there and let her vent, until she scratched and screamed for several minutes before she slowly stopped. At this time, my back was really itchy and painful, even though I was wearing

The combat uniform outside was not scratched by her, but after being scratched for so long through the clothes, I was afraid that my back would not be able to heal at this moment. I guess I was lucky that there was no bleeding.

After Diana calmed down, she still didn't raise her head. Instead, she breathed heavily on my chest for a long time before she slowly returned to normal. Finally, she stood up straight and began to arrange her clothes, and then showed her usual expression.

look at me.

"You must act together with me from now on. No matter what you do, I will be by your side. I will do whatever you do. I must follow you wherever you go. I will eat whatever you eat. You

I will sleep next to you wherever I sleep. No objection or change is allowed! If you don't agree, we will go back now!" It was rare for Diana to make such a tough statement in front of me, although her request sounded

There is no problem, but when I think about her performance today, I will inevitably feel that she is actually seeking personal gain for herself.

I don't object to her "dictatorship" proposal, but I always feel that certain details need to be clarified. But now is not the right time, because I noticed that Diana's mood is not that good.

Anding, maybe if I voice any objection now, it will make her even more agitated.

I don’t know what she is worried about. Anyway, it seems to me that there are many dangerous things here, but these things don’t actually need us mortals to deal with. Desmo has made it very clear before, and I guess

Hex will also come back in the past two days. After all, I always feel that she will not miss certain things in the dungeon, because she herself said that many things there can be arranged by her, but as for the development

To what extent is unknown, so she will definitely come back. No matter what excuse she uses, she will definitely be by Desmo's side to help her deal with those difficult problems.

In other words, in fact, the monster army we are going to face next is probably the strongest enemy we will come into contact with this time, and there are too many variables in this battle. My worst plan is to fight against all the monsters in the underground cave at once.

Monster, of course the outcome is that we will win, but the difference is how much price we have to pay and how many people have to sacrifice to survive?

I don’t want to see anyone die, even those knights and soldiers of the principality that I don’t like very much. If they go to fight the war between humans and the Kingdom of Solis, that’s it. I don’t care how many people die, but

If the enemy were replaced by these monsters, my state of mind would be completely different. After all, the racial camp is always cleaner and more direct than the power camp, so you don’t have to face those intrigues that disgust me, and you don’t have to worry about the people around you.

Companions will suddenly stab you in the back, because when facing the monster army, they will only abandon their weapons and flee instead of surrendering and rebelling.

Hmm... I seemed to have thought a little too far. Now I looked back at Diana in front of me. She had already begun to clench her fists and purse her lips, so I quickly nodded and gave a not-so-standard British military salute.

"Yes, Madam. I do it."

Seeing my playful answer, Diana was still a little worried, so I hugged her in my arms when she just opened her mouth. But the forced hug seemed unable to stabilize the impending explosion.

Diana, when I felt that she seemed to be resisting, I really had no choice but to bite the bullet and press my face against her, trying to comfort her using some irregular means.

"Well... you..." Diana seemed to want to say something, but it seemed that I was right, and she was defeated by her own desires.

This is the first time in my life that I have taken the initiative to kiss someone, and the feeling can only be described as "a complete mess". I don't know why there are so many differences just by mixing the tongues together mouth to mouth.

Miscellaneous details, anyway, my feeling now is completely different from the feeling of being kissed by her in the woods before, and even a little bit bad, because my tongue will always be inadvertently bitten by my canine teeth, that feeling...

…It’s just terrible.

Because my level was too poor, I simply indulged myself and let Diana control the rhythm. Then the two of us inked for more than two minutes before reluctantly leaving each other. But even after we regained our composure, we were just each other.

I looked at the other person in silence, because I didn't know how to speak at this moment, and I thought she should be in a similar state.

"It's really bad..." Diana was silent for a long time and finally broke the silence by speaking first.

"Uh... no, the answer just now is my official answer, but in a somewhat..." I quickly planned to explain a little, but before I could finish speaking, Diana put her finger to her lips.

"I mean this..." Diana's face turned red, then she moved her fingers away and put her lips together again. After we briefly contacted each other again, Diana took a few steps back shyly and said, "I

I think we should spend more time practicing..."

"Uh...yes...you're right..." At this point, no matter how neurotic I am, I can't help but feel shy...no, I should say ashamed.

It's really shameful. I never thought that I would take the initiative to kiss someone in my life, and fail like that and be rejected by the other party. Fortunately, there is not enough light in the room at this moment, so my red

She was as shameless as an incendiary bomb, but if she thought about it carefully, she probably wouldn't even believe such a lie. She thought that the satisfied smile on Diana's face could tell that she was having nothing to do.

Appreciating my ugliness with scruples, this simply added fuel to my fire.
To be continued...