Xia Ming was the first person Theresa personally rescued on her first mission (although it was later proven that he did not need her rescue at all).

Xia Ming was also the first person who made Theresia feel so relaxed, happy and in harmony with him.

More importantly, Xia Ming was the first stranger besides her parents and brother to have such great kindness towards her.

It was a warmth and enthusiasm that sometimes even surpassed that of her family and relatives in Theresa's perception, as if she could sacrifice her life for her.

And he is mysterious, powerful, handsome and interesting.

In Theresia's eyes, he was so special.

How could she not be fond of such a person and naturally develop love and attachment for him?

Not to mention that just now, Xia Ming made the girl experience a kind of shame and happiness that she had never experienced before.

"In short, I advise you not to have any special thoughts on Theresia. You two are not suitable for each other."

"Not suitable?"

"Do you have to tell me directly? Then I'll tell you."

Tried put down the kitchen knife and looked directly into Xia Ming's eyes.

"Thearesia and I both inherited the blood of Lady Valkyrie. Two years ago, I failed to draw the sword. Now I can draw the sword of red flame and inherit the power of Lady Valkyrie. The only person left to fight against the Ice King and the Evil Dragon is

Get off Theresa."

"She is the hope of Yu Huo, the hope of this snowfield, and the last hope of the people of the entire Northland. She should not focus on talking about falling in love with you, and she cannot focus on talking with you.

Love talks about falling in love.”

"Even if you use your sweet words to win her over here, do you think you can still be this close to her after you go out?

"After returning to the organization, she had to get up at five o'clock every morning. She spent the whole morning watching the battle videos of the previous Valkyries. She watched them over and over again and imitated them over and over again, integrating her fighting style and will into her own.

memory and body.

"After lunch, I didn't have any rest time. I went to the Red Flame Prayer Room to make a synchronic connection with the Red Flame left by Lord Valkyrie. I used my spiritual energy to touch the blazing flame. No resistance or rejection was allowed. Silently

He endured the pain that seemed to burn away his soul, just to make his spiritual energy infinitely close to that of the Valkyrie, forming a resonance with it and increasing the chance of successfully drawing the sword, which lasted until...eight o'clock in the evening!

"

"After dinner, I have to continue studying, learning to imitate the character and posture of the Valkyrie-sama, and then I have to go outdoors, wearing thin linen clothes, not allowed to use psychic powers, and with the physical fitness of an ordinary person, alone in the desolate, cold and blizzard-filled environment.

I went to experience first-hand the suffering and coldness that Lord Valkyrie had to endure at night, and was not allowed to go back to the room to sleep until one o'clock in the morning, even...even!"

Tried's hands were clenched into fists, with veins popping out.

"Even when I go back to the room to sleep, I have to put on the psychic helmet I bought at a high price from Iris Technology. Even in the dream, I have to watch the video of Valkyrie over and over again, and I have to put myself into it and imitate it.

She fantasizes that she is her, and finally becomes her..."

boom!

Tried punched the cutting board into pieces and glared at Xia Ming:

"Theresa's twenty-four hours a day is completely scheduled, and there is no time for rest. Even if you deceive her here, you think she still has time to accompany you after you go out.

You? Playing a couple game with you?!"

"Give up, you have no chance at all!"

"so……"

Xia Ming looked at his uncle with his fists clenched and his face flushed, suppressing his anger. He looked at his emerald eyes that were the same as Theresia's and asked:

"You don't want to go out either, do you, Trid?"

Tried turned around, picked up the kitchen knife expressionlessly, and continued to chop vegetables. All the anger on his face seemed to disappear in an instant.

"I do not want to go out?"

The spiritual energy turned into flames and burned the bottom of the pot. He heated the oil and poured the meat into the pot.

There was a stabbing sound.

The oil smoke and the aroma of meat instantly enveloped his face in a blurry and choking smoke, flickering on and off.

"I just hate myself for not being able to pull out the Red Flame Sword."

He said calmly while looking at the meat being gradually cooked in the oil pan.

After all, his flame only has this level.
Chapter completed!