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Cynthia had heard about the Guardian Ceremony from other elves, but she only knew that it was a ceremony held by all elf queens. A guardian was selected from among the outstanding elf warriors to jointly conceive the next elf queen.

Most guardians are companions of elf queens.

Because the elf who told her about it was too young, and she didn't know much about this ceremony, so Cynthia didn't know that there was a precedent for the guardian of the elves.

Because the information obtained is not comprehensive enough, Cynthia's joy of receiving the wreath from Olivia was replaced by doubts. Isn't this wreath Olivia's response to her?

Then this Guardian Ceremony should simply select a Guardian instead of a partner, right?

Cynthia, who was calm and calm in the face of everything, was shaken for the first time. She could feel that Olivia also liked her, but it was not a thing to hear from Olivia that she liked her. easy job.

The sky is getting darker, and the dim night shrouds the wooden house in the deep forest. The dots of fireflies exude faint light, driving away the gloom brought by the night. On a layer of dreamy silver yarn.

Cynthia walked through the forest to the wooden house, the door of which was open as if waiting for her arrival.

The night will not affect the eyesight of the elves. Olivia was sitting at the table and was in a trance. After sensing Cynthia's breath, she slightly raised her eyes and glanced at the door. The hand on the table moved, orange The colored flames illuminate the darkness.

Seeing the orange light suddenly appearing in the originally dark door, Cynthia's red lips curled up slightly. She walked in, glanced at the vacant seat by the table but did not sit down, but walked to the wooden bed in the far corner, raised her hand to caress Looking at the bouquet next to it, the flowers looked like they had just been picked, and there was even dew on the petals, "Didn't Her Majesty say that she was tired, why didn't she rest yet?"

She turned her head to look at Olivia, and asked with a slight smile on her face, "Are you waiting for me?"

The orange fire light was indistinct, and half of Olivia's face was covered by the shadow, making it difficult to see her expression clearly. She drank the nectar for a while, and then said softly: "...I am sitting here to rest."

After she finished speaking, she suddenly raised her hand to cover her mouth and let out a muffled cough. Although the bright spar left by Cynthia had been subtly recuperating her body, her face was still a little pale, and her eyes were even more exhausted.

Cynthia frowned slightly when she heard her muffled cough, and a golden chain flew over to wrap around Olivia's wrist and gently pulled her towards the bed, "You should have a good sleep."

Although elves can do without sleep, sleep can help them recover faster when their mental power is excessively exhausted.

The golden chain wrapped around her wrist quickly turned into the power of light and merged into her body. Olivia only felt her body lighten, and her fatigue and discomfort were all relieved.

She really needs sleep, Olivia raised her hand and rubbed the center of her brows, and was about to get up when her hand on the table was suddenly held.

Seeing that Olivia was still not moving, Cynthia, who thought she was unwilling to rest, came over and grabbed her hand and "forcibly" brought her to the bedside. Watching closely, Olivia's tired face dissuaded her from asking the guardian She let go of Olivia's hand, gently pushed her towards the bed, and said softly, "Go to sleep for a while."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and wanted to leave, but she didn't expect her arm to be grabbed by Olivia. Cynthia paused, looked down at the hand holding her arm, blinked, and turned her head to Olivia. She raised her eyebrows and said with a smile: "Does the queen want to invite me to stay overnight?"

As she spoke, she reached out and touched the wreath above her head, her smiling eyes looked very affectionate.

This wreath was just sent out by her, and the words "stay overnight" were a bit ambiguous, but Olivia, who instinctively stretched out her hand, hesitated, let go of her hand and coughed lightly, and said, "I just remembered I didn't thank you."

Seeing that Cynthia was staring at her motionlessly, she turned her eyes away, "Go to Polly, and she will arrange a place for you to live in."

"But I want to stay here overnight." Cynthia glanced over Olivia at the wooden bed behind her, hinting, "The bed is very big."

Olivia frowned and refused, "This is not acceptable."

Cynthia looked at her without blinking, and asked, "Why not?"

"...I've never shared a bed with anyone else before." She would not be used to it, and would find it strange.

Cynthia's eyes flickered for a moment, and she suddenly reached out to grab Olivia's waist and took her down on the wooden bed. The scent of grass and trees lingered in her nose, making Cynthia sniff involuntarily, and noticed that Olivia's body was a little stiff. , she consciously let go of her hand and pulled some distance away, her eyes slightly closed, and she said lazily, "I have to get used to it."

Olivia was a little annoyed. She turned her back to Cynthia and wanted to refute, but her lips parted and she just snorted softly.

The light green long hair hung down on the wooden bed and was entangled with Cynthia's hair. Cynthia looked sideways at Olivia's back with soft eyes, but her words seemed to provoke Olivia's anger on purpose, " In the future, if the queen wants to choose a guardian, is she going to drive out her lifelong partner as well?"

"I don't know what type Her Majesty the Queen likes, but the elf warriors are outstanding and outstanding. There will definitely be ones that Her Majesty will be interested in."

Olivia still felt a little uncomfortable when she heard the first half of the sentence, but she was slightly taken aback when she heard the second half, then frowned, turned around and wanted to explain that she would not choose a guardian from the elf warriors, but she As soon as she turned around, her eyes suddenly darkened, her slightly parted lips were kissed softly, warm and moist, the touch made her feel strange but also made her heart tremble.

Olivia subconsciously put her hand on Cynthia's shoulder, trying to push her away, but her strength was too weak.

The eyes were covered, and the touch on the lips became very clear. Olivia responded passively. When the jaw was pushed open, and something softer tried to penetrate the mouth, her face became hot. He reached out and pushed the person who was pressing on him away.

"You..." Olivia was in a complicated mood. She pursed her lips, but there was still Cynthia's breath on them, making her not know what to do to react.

Cynthia turned over and put her arms around Olivia's waist, buried her face in her body, and said in a cheerful tone, "Go to sleep."

How could she sleep like this?Olivia was silent for a while, then raised her hand and squeezed Cynthia's wrist to signal her to let go, but Cynthia didn't know whether it was on purpose or didn't understand her hint and instead tightened her arms even tighter.

The aura that belonged exclusively to Cynthia surrounded her, and Olivia could even hear her steady breathing and... some intense heartbeats.

It turns out that this protoss is not as calm as it seems on the surface.

Olivia lowered her eyes, glanced at Cynthia, who seemed to be asleep with her eyes closed, from the corner of her eye, and her tense body slowly relaxed. Although this posture was too intimate, the other party was Cynthia, and she I don't think it is unacceptable.

Olivia reached out and pulled Cynthia's arm away, then turned her back to her and closed her eyes.

The battle with the blood race really made her tired, and she soon fell asleep as soon as she relaxed.

Olivia's breathing gradually became steady. Cynthia opened her eyes in the dark. Her golden eyes stared at Olivia for a while, then leaned over and wrapped her arms around her waist again, her red lips hooked With a nice arc, he also closed his eyes and prepared to take a nap.

Olivia slept for three days, and when she woke up, she was the only one left on the wooden bed, and the bright spar was placed beside her pillow emitting a faint golden light.

With the power of light emanating from the light spar, Olivia felt that her mental power had recovered much better than she had imagined after waking up. Although she was not yet able to use large natural spells, the tiredness on her face was gone. I can't see it anymore, and even my face has blood.

The relief of discomfort and exhaustion made Olivia feel more relaxed. She sat on the bed for a while, her light green long hair looking a little messy because she just woke up.

On the other side of the wooden bed, there were traces of being laid down. Olivia glanced sideways, her lips pursed slightly. Although she had been sleeping for the past three days, she could vaguely remember being hugged around her waist every night. There is also a warm and soft body clinging to the back.

Strange but seems to be slowly getting used to it.

Olivia raised her hand and touched her lips in a daze for a while, when footsteps sounded outside the door, she raised her eyes and glanced, then got up and got out of bed and went out.

Polly leaned against the wooden house and was staring at Cynthia, who was surrounded by elves in the distance, in a daze. When she heard the sound of the door being opened, she quickly recovered her senses and turned around. First, she nervously observed Olivia's state. Yes, only then showed a smile and shouted: "Your Majesty the Queen."

Olivia nodded to her, and then looked in the direction she was looking at just now. The silver-haired protoss was surrounded by elves, patiently and tenderly healing them for the delayed healing caused by the power of darkness. the wound.

Cynthia has always been loved and trusted by the elves, and she really likes the elves as a race.

The branch under the tree of life was touched. In fact, Cynthia, who was entrusted by her to guard the tree of life, could also be suspected, but Olivia never had any doubts about her.

It has nothing to do with her liking for this protoss, but that Cynthia deserves her trust.

Seeing that Olivia had been staring at Cynthia, Poli thought for a while and said, "Cynthia has been treating the injured clansmen for the past few days, and she is also taking care of the Tree of Life."

Thanks to Cynthia's presence, they were able to recover so quickly.

Olivia listened quietly, and after a while, she said softly, "Do you think she can be the guardian of the elves?" Although she asked, she seemed to have an answer in her heart. But a bit cold, adding a lot of softness.

Polly didn't know if anything happened to Olivia and Cynthia these days, but she knew that Cynthia slept in their Queen's room every night.

Polly glanced at Olivia, nodded in confusion, "I think she will be a competent guardian." She paused as she spoke, and added: "And she will be an excellent companion."

The author has something to say: Changed the cover!