After I became a real young master, I became famous for my bad behavior

Due to the environment she was in, Eve could only hold tightly the warm cloak that she had not yet taken off.

"I'm going to wash this cloak later."

Because Scott patted Eve's shoulder through her cloak.

Scott: “…”

Eve looked around again and couldn't help but sigh:

"To have such a large territory in this sparsely populated and ownerless area, you are indeed worthy of being the Impes family, the wealthiest family."

Scott clasped his hands together and said helplessly:

"But this is already the smallest camp in the entire continent. In the camp where we were originally staying, except for the senior personnel like us who had one room each, the other knights lived in double dormitories. All the knights moved in and there was room for them in the camp.

"But this camp is much smaller than the previous one. There are not enough rooms, so the knights can only sleep in four people. And His Highness saved that strange woman.

"In order to accommodate her, we had to make room for her and convert two larger knight dormitories into six-person rooms."

Eve thought of the number of knights she had led in battle—there was no end of them, and forty people would answer the name "Jack" at the same time.

And it's only a small part of the army...

This place is still very big and no rebuttal is allowed.

Just as Eve was daydreaming, Scott suddenly handed her a bag:

"Here, a rare winter snack. It contains freshly roasted melon seeds."

Melon seeds? Although Eve looked confused, she was honest enough to take the melon seeds.

Scott still had a bag of melon seeds in his hand. He shook the bag and explained with a smile:

"It's a winter snack. You and I don't smoke or drink, so we don't have much to do for fun. We can only eat sunflower seeds when we're bored.

"To be honest, this time His Royal Highness the Crown Prince suddenly decided to bring a strange woman to live in the camp. It might be because the woman doesn't look like an inferior person, and I, a girl, think she is beautiful. How could Everett not be moved..."

Click. Click.

? ?

Scott turned his head and saw that Eve had already skillfully put the melon seeds in her mouth and started cracking them.

"Eve??"

After noticing that Scott's story had stopped, Eve was stunned for a moment:

"...Go on. You do your thing and I'll eat mine."

Alas, there was no way. Scott's story made the melon seeds in her hand suddenly fragrant, and Eve couldn't help but eat a few.

Scott stared at Eve, slightly speechless.

-

On the other side, the room was vacated for the strange woman.

The champagne-haired girl was lying on the soft big bed, her whole body was cleaned and the maid assigned to her had taken care of her.

But during this period, she remained in a coma.

Eric placed the medical kit on the table and proceeded to give her a series of physical examinations.

Standing against the wall, Everett watched Eric and some military doctors busying around, taking out various equipment, medicines, and...

The B-ultrasound machine has been taken out?!

Crown Prince Everey was ashamed: This is no longer an ordinary medicine box, right?

(Just a joke, in this magical world, it's no problem to have a 'treasure bag')

Eric examined it for a long time, then he straightened up and turned to Everett to tell him the result:

"Just low blood sugar."

Just add some glucose.

The Crown Prince was petrified: "No, she has so many injuries... Just tell me... Is the reason for her coma low blood sugar?"

Eric put away the medicine box, then stood beside Everett and explained:

"Her physical condition is a mystery. Let's put it this way. Although she was dressed like a low-class dancer, she had no chronic illness.

"I used a detection machine to analyze her most serious injury, and it happened four years ago. That means before that, she was at least protected from childhood to adulthood.

"And if you look closely, she's so beautiful... I kind of suspect she's a fallen noble who was sold as a dancer after her family fell into decline."

"Or..." Eric had a bold idea.

"She was abandoned by her family for some reason."

After listening to Eric's explanation, Everett smacked his lips:

"Tsk, what a pitiful person - is there any medicine to remove scars? A beauty like her has so many scars on her body, no one can bear to see it."

Eric was stunned: The Crown Prince actually cared about a strange woman’s scar?

He thought of something and rolled his eyes at Everett: Stella also has battle scars, she is a girl too!

He paused, then nodded helplessly: "Yes, but it needs to be applied for a long time."

Eric developed scar-removing medicine a long time ago, but for Stella, who was often injured, there was little free time on the battlefield, and it was unnecessary to spend more time applying medicine.

He almost thought it would be redundant to bring this medicine.

-

After treating the girl, Everett went downstairs to get the scar medicine from the medicine box, leaving Everett alone in the room.

Everett found a stool and placed it beside the strange woman's bed, then sat down and looked at her carefully.

"Well..."

Everett's head ached slightly, and at that moment a picture seemed to appear in his mind:

A flaxen-haired man wearing a brown windbreaker and a dark green hat with a watercolor crayon stuck in it, not tall but not thin either, sat on the grass covered with a picnic mat, carefully picking the bright flowers blooming on the grass.

Those slender, bony hands carefully weaved them into a beautiful wreath.

Next to him sat a beautiful woman, she was wearing a silk dress with a bow tie collar, a big hat, and her long hair was down to her waist, her soft and natural champagne hair was shining in the sun.

As the bony hands placed the woven wreath on the woman's hat, Everett came to himself.

"Ok?"

Everett subconsciously turned his gaze to the still unconscious woman. He looked at her champagne-colored hair - it seemed to be the same as the image that had just appeared in his mind.

He felt very strange. He rested his right hand on his chin and thought:

"This is clearly the first time I've met her, but why do I feel like she's so familiar to me..."

Suddenly, the girl seemed to be stammering something, and Everett was so frightened that he stood up slightly, took a few steps forward, bent down, and listened attentively.

He listened for a long time, and she should be calling someone's name...

"Al...Alvin..."

Everett's eyes widened. How come he didn't know this name - Alvy? !

She knew Alvy?!

At this moment, the girl's blue eyes opened.

From her perspective, Everett was just a virtual image, and then gradually became a flaxen-haired person... Then the virtual image suddenly became clear, and Everett was still close to her, listening to what she was saying...

Everett: "..."

The girl lying on the bed: "..."

"Ah——!" (Everett/female)