I, holding a long sword in my hand, only know one move

"Do you want to eat this?"

The moment the cat-eared girl huddled under the quilt on the bed saw the fish, her pupils shrank to a slit, and the frequency of her swallowing increased significantly.

Gululu...

Amber swore to God that she had absolutely no intention of accepting him at that time. It was entirely because her mother taught her "don't waste food" that she helped him solve the porridge and fish in front of him.

"If you don't eat it I'll throw it away."

This is a vicious threat to yourself.

Amber was able to bear this grievance, and directly bit the fish in front of him, and then fainted from the pain because of the excessive movement.

"It's better for me to feed you. Be honest and don't move."

…

His movements were gentle, and even though Amber didn't see anything other than indifference on his face or hear anything in his tone, she still felt that he cared about her.

If the first spoonful of porridge was handed to him and burned his tongue, he would immediately take it back carefully, apologize to himself, and then gently blow on Amber to cool it.

Every last spoonful was brought to her mouth.

As for the two fish, their scales were also removed, and they were cut into thin slices that were easy to eat, and were fed to him one by one.

Although there wasn't much food, it took a full hour to eat this meal.

The hunger in his taste buds and belly was completely relieved and satisfied, and Amber showed a slightly dazed expression.

He is so kind to me, like a mother, but we don't even know each other.

What is his purpose? What value can I bring to him? Why did he do this?

The confusion lingering in Amber's heart made her feel uneasy.

"Do you have any relatives? Maybe I can send you back to them."

Faced with his question, Amber immediately showed a painful expression and then shook her head.

Just for an instant, nightmare-like blood splashed in front of him, and the scene of his mother's dead head rolling down in front of him flashed back clearly. Amber was trembling all over, as if she had collapsed emotionally in an instant, and began to cover her face in fear. Let out a cry.

"Sorry, sorry! I'm sorry, did it remind you of something bad?"

The wound tore due to excitement and began to ooze blood again. The double blow to the body and mind made the girl in front of Christian just blink, and her calmness turned to collapse.

He reached out and hugged the frightened girl into his arms, trying to control her arms that were moving back and forth, and gently patted and caressed her trembling back with whispers.

"It's okay, it's okay, you are safe, I am here."

After being comforted for ten minutes, Amber finally calmed down again. Her pupils were slightly dilated, her eyes were dull, and there were tears in her eyes. She felt like a doll that had lost its soul, which made people feel the pain in their heart.

After a long time, Amber opened her hoarse throat and spit out the first words.

"I am the only one left, the others are dead. Since you saved me, my life is yours."

Christian looked solemn, half-kneeling beside the bed as if he had made a contract.

"I have accepted your life. From now on, you are my property..."

This seems to come from the instinctive acceptance of the individuals who have entrusted their lives to their blood.

"your name?"

"……amber."

"Amber, my name is Maximilian Esthercibo Greetings J. Christian."

"..."

Amber was silent for a long time.

The name is so long, I can’t remember it at all…

While Amber was thinking this, he found that he could recall the long name he had only said once in his mind so clearly that every letter was so familiar that it was firmly engraved into his soul.

"Maximilian Esterhibo J. Christian...?" Amber tentatively repeated his name completely, showing an expression of disbelief.

When did her memory become so good?

"If you find it troublesome, just call me Christian." He nodded and put away the tableware.

…

In the next few days, Christian took good care of the seriously injured Amber, and gradually used spells and potions to assist treatment, and she soon recovered again.

During this period, Amber would frequently fall into memories that had previously caused her to collapse, and she would have nightmares every night. It was so serious that whenever he closed his eyes, he would be awakened by the bloody scene that struck him instantly, and his sheets and pajamas were soaked with cold sweat.

Although her body has been developing in a good direction under Christian's care, and even the symptoms of malnutrition have almost completely improved and recovered, her mind is becoming increasingly unstable.

After Christian checked the system information and asked his teammates, he learned that Amber was suffering from acute post-traumatic stress disorder syndrome, and the symptoms were probably not mild.

So under the advice given by the system, Christian gradually began to play the role of "father" that Amber had lacked in her life.

He even spent a lot of system gold coins to extend his stay in the main world to accompany Amber out of that hellish time.

From then on, whenever Amber woke up from a nightmare, she would be in a broad and warm embrace. As long as she looked up, she could see Christian's calm eyes and face.

"It's okay, I'm here."

Those expressions and eyes that Amber originally thought were cold and emotionless could now bring her an extremely reassuring feeling.

It seemed that just by looking into those eyes, everything would calm down.

In his arms, she slept peacefully for the first time until dawn. When she opened her eyes and saw the sun shining on the side of Christian's face with his eyes closed, Amber knew that she would never be able to leave him in this life. .

Now Amber's life cannot be without his presence.

Not even for a moment.

However, there was always a time when he had to leave. Whenever that happened, Christian would hand a pen to Amber, point to the calendar beside the bed and tell her how many days he would be back.

"What if Chris doesn't come back?!"

"...Then you are free."

Amber shook her head vigorously, hugged Christian's waist tightly, and buried her face in his waist.

"I don't want freedom... I just want you by my side. You must come back."

"I will."

"you

Take an oath! "

Christian gently soothed her head with his hands, running his fingers through her silky hair and cat ears, combing downwards.

"I swear, I'll be back."

"..."

Chapter 69 Love

Chapter 1259 Chapter 69 Love

This time, Christian also told her the approximate date of his departure.

Although it was difficult, as long as she thought about meeting Christian again in a few days, Amber could grit her teeth and get through it.

When the alarm clock rings every day, he opens his eyes and crosses out a number on the calendar. It's one day closer to Christian's return.

This kind of one-sided waiting day undoubtedly seemed to be as long as a year for Amber. When another morning came, she jumped out of bed excitedly, took a pen to cross out yesterday's date, and a big red circle marked it. On this day.

Today is the day Christian comes back!

The tails behind Amber were raised high, and the tips of their tails were shaking excitedly.

She stood at the door of her house all day long, waiting for the footsteps of the person who was supposed to return from an appointment to come from a distance.

But until the moon rose and set, the room fell into darkness, and the person she was waiting for did not come back.

"Maybe it's just a day late. Christian must have something important to deal with...!"

Although she was a little disappointed, Amber felt that she could still get through it if it was just for one night.

She hadn't eaten anything all day and was terribly thirsty. Although Christian left some money for herself, the market was already closed at this time, so she could only take a few bites of yesterday's leftover hard bread and bring it with cold water. Go down and make do with filling your stomach.

Returning to the bedroom, Amber curled up on the bed again.

He had been away for too long, and even his scent on the bed was almost gone. Amber could only wrap herself tightly in the quilt, savoring his scent from the little traces left between the cotton fibers.

There is no doubt that tonight, the long-lost nightmare once again invades Amber completely.

After waking up from the bed covered in sweat, I looked at the time and realized that I had only closed my eyes for less than an hour. Opening the curtains and letting the cool moonlight shine in, Amber didn't dare to close her eyes again, but the night was still so long.

"Christian, Christian..."

She could only whisper his name over and over again, hoping that he could once again illuminate her in the fragmented darkness.

She longed for him to hold her cold and trembling body tightly, greedily seeking his scent and warmth.

But at dawn, he still didn't come back.

The days marked by red circles on the calendar have passed and have been crossed out by amber.

The next day, two days, three days... were all scratched out, and he still didn't come back.

On the fourth day, Amber broke the pen and threw it out of the window. She huddled on the bed and cried all over the calendar. At night, she tore up the calendar as well.

On the morning of the fifth day, before the alarm clock even had time to ring, it was smashed to pieces by Kohaku's punch and turned into scattered parts flying all over the floor.

——If I don’t come back, you’ll be free.

free? what does that mean?

——It means I may never come back.

What do you mean by never coming back?

- I might be dead.

"I don't want freedom... I just want you by my side. You must come back. You must swear!"

…

After closing the thick curtains, the house was in a mess. Amber's mood collapsed several times. She couldn't imagine how she would live after losing Christian.

When he closed his eyes, those nightmares had even turned into the image of Christian's back leaving him, the various miserable images of him dying on those unknown battlefields.

Only then did Amber realize that what she feared most was no longer the trauma she had suffered in the past, but Christian's departure.

He pulled himself out of the previous nightmare, became the healing agent that filled the broken wounds of his heart, and became an indispensable part of Amber's life.

Amber hates separation, why must she leave? Why can't you take yourself with you?

She is not afraid of death at all. If she can stay with Christian, she will not have any fear even if she goes to fight or face the most terrifying enemy.

But Christian made Amber stay at home obediently with just one sentence:

"Even if you are not afraid of death, those battlefields are too dangerous for you, and I am afraid of losing you."

"——Staying here is the safest for you, Amber."

His long and strong fingers ran through her hair and gently stroked her back, leaving the smell and warmth on it. Amber raised her head and looked into his eyes, feeling her heart beating faster and her entire chest They were all crispy and tingling, as warm as if they were melting.

So what kind of feeling is it?

Although I felt happy when I was with my mother, I had never felt this way before.

My mind was filled with thoughts of not wanting to separate and wanting to continue being held tightly in his arms, and I couldn't think of anything else anyway.

"No need to ask, little girl, you have fallen in love with that person!"

With ears and tail covered

At the market where she was buying food, Amber expressed her confusion to the woman who always liked to talk behind people's backs.

Got this answer from her.

"...Love? What is that?"

“When I see him, my heart beats faster, my face gets hot, I want to be held by him, and I don’t want to leave even half a step away. As long as I don’t see him for a day, his image is all in my mind. You still say you don’t know what love is? , this is love! Little girl, I look at you, you are so crazy in love ~ Hahaha!"