It was already midnight, and in the dormitory room of the maid cafe, the lights in a room were not turned off.

"I'll tell you..." Sethili wore frameless glasses on his nose, which had a literary girlish temperament. The usually majestic Knight Ji also had a quiet time.

With a common medieval quill in his hand, Sethilly painted something on parchment paper that gives people a 'quaint magic scroll' feeling.

"Ah? What?"

Opposite the square table, Himeji was holding a wheat bread in his mouth and a large bottle of milk in his hand. He was wearing a very childish bear underwear and facing the table with Sethili.

"Last time you said you gave all the corpses of the dragon to you for use, what did you use to do?"

There are two beds in this room, one for Scili, and the other is of course not for Himeji. On the other bed, Loriel closed her eyes and was asleep peacefully. The hair on her head softened, indicating that the owner had entered his dream.

The lights are very dim and can only illuminate the appearance of Sethri and Himetsuki.

"Ah...that..." Himeji finished eating bread in a few seconds and almost got choked up. He took a mouthful of milk and coughed a few times, and a living expression appeared on his face.

"Yes, the body of that giant dragon is very precious. I plan to make scales into armor and sharp teeth into weapons for everyone in the academy city. Then I use dragon blood to bathe everyone to enhance their physical fitness. As a result, you took it alone. If you don't tell me what you did, as the chairman, I won't forgive you."

"This is really the chairman who cares about everyone."

Himeji heard that Sethri was planning to disperse the dragon's body as a snack and sent it down.

"It's just that Qianhuan puts his hopes on this academy. I can't watch everyone's efforts, but I can only watch from the side."

Sethili stopped the writing movement in her hand, took off her glasses and put them away, knocked on the table and looked at Himeji.

"Is Qian... Huan?" Himeji glanced at Loriel sleeping on the bed. Although her appearance was almost the same as Luo Qianhuan, she was much more obedient than that guy Luo Qianhuan. She would not resist even if she touched Loriel's head. Instead, she showed an expression of enjoyment like a small animal.

This made Himeru feel addicted to being Luo Qianhuan's elder sister.

No matter how mature Himeji is, Luo Qianhuan always treats Himeji as a junior and will not rely on Sexili like he treats Sexili.

"Ahhh... If Qianhuan could learn to rely on others like Loriel's child, it would be better to be protected by others. His external expression would be based on his own. This setting is suitable for Qianhuan."

Himeji stretched and complained, completely ignoring Sethiri's question.

"But Qianhuan is very strong. She is obviously a sword, but she always has more willingness to protect her master than to rely on her master."

Sethili also had no choice but to deal with Luo Qianhuan.

That holy sword that loves to show off will never choose to retreat, or compromise or escape.

"Yes... very strong." Himeji put his legs on the chair, hugged his legs with both hands and buried his head in it: "Stronger than me... and stronger than me, I am also Qianhuan's master... But I can only stand behind him, look at his back, and be protected by Qianhuan."

"Sheli, you are very strong... so strong that you can fight side by side with Qianhuan... are relied on by Qianhuan."

Sexili could feel the loss in the girl's heart. Her appearance seemed inevitable in Sexili, and the encounter between Himeji and Luo Qianhuan was not a coincidence.

"Don't be confused by Qianhuan's cute appearance..." Sethili put his hand on his chin and recalled his past: "That holy sword is an existence that is qualified to make me live with a smile behind him..."

"Eh?" Himeji suddenly looked up, and he didn't expect that the Valkyrie, who had always looked very confident, would say this...

"It's me who is relying on Qianhuan. I believe Qianhuan can protect me, and this is not my strength."

Sethili knew this very well and reached out to wipe the tears from the corner of Himeji's eyes.

"So, being protected by Qianhuan is not a shame. It is a natural existence, you and I... and everyone."

"Always... I feel ugly." Himeji was really blinded by Luo Qianhuan's cute appearance, especially when he saw Luo Qianhuan put on women's clothing. He always felt how much power it could contain under such a petite body.

Himeji was still a little uncomfortable with these contrasts.

"It's okay, I had this idea at the beginning, but after being saved by Qianhuan several times... I found out that this holy sword is not an existence that needs others to protect, and don't the partners need to rely on each other?"

Thuri also felt a little self-deprecating when she said this...

"If Qianhuan disappears one day... I really don't know what to do, so I'm very scared."

"What!" Perhaps Himeji noticed that Sethri was also a little depressed by his lost emotion, and instantly changed his lost look: "Although I don't want to admit it, that idiot holy sword will definitely not leave you, the knight, because besides you, I really can't think of anyone who can use that holy sword to wield such gorgeous sword skills."

"Thank you for the compliment." Sethili is not a pessimist, and she feels much better when she listens to Himeji's comfort.

"So...we can talk about what exactly did you do with the dragon's body?"

Sethili finally remembered the question of her talking to Himeru...

Where did the precious dragon corpse go...

Could it be that it is really like Master Yakumo, who lacks materials when Himeji's barbecue party, right?

"This..." Himeji discovered that the topic was unknowingly around the dragon's corpse, and it was obvious that he didn't want to say it: "Then... which one! Chairman, think about it..."

"What do you think?"

"Don't Qianhuan always looks like a bad-looking child when she follows everyone? She will not compromise or anything, and will resist even if she touches her head..."

"Then?"

"Don't you think that any child named Loriel looks like Qianhuan?" Himeji hurriedly pointed at Loriel sleeping on the bed: "Not only looks like Qianhuan, but also has a very soft personality... She seems to accept it silently no matter what I do..."

"Who...Miss Himelu." A very gentle smile appeared on Sethili's face: "Don't bully Loriel as Qianhuan just because Loriel looks very much like Qianhuan, so as to vent your long-term resentment towards Qianhuan. Qianhuan will be angry if he knows..."

"Of course I know this!"

The purpose was exposed by Sethili, Himeji's face turned red but immediately changed his words.

"Who is going to bully Loriel? She is so cute, much more cute than Qianhuan! I just said that the thing that exists in Loriel's body... seems to have grown up a little more..."

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