[Angie] Double Wings

Chapter 054

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After seeing the prisoners of war, it was already past two o'clock in the morning when they returned to the sleeping berth to rest.Clavis has always been a late sleeper, and this is not a hindrance to him, but he is just worried about letting Jules go to bed too late...

Jules got up early no matter what time he went to bed.

Jules, who slept late, was very energetic.Although he didn't say anything, his silently meditating expression was very clever, obviously thinking about countermeasures.Maybe he thought of some way, showing a vivid expression.Cleves ordered himself not to look at his face any more, and carefully helped him tear off the soft adhesive tape covering the wound on his forehead.

"You're in a bad mood." It's not a question, Jules said very firmly.

"No."

"It's dishonest...it's obvious."

"...I can only help you so much, Jules, I also..."

Jules held the face of the person in front of him, "I'm very happy." He forced a smile to Clavis, "I didn't say a word, and you took the initiative to help me find the person who assassinated Elliott." A murderer. This is your heart, and I will always remember it."

"Remember what..." Clewis blushed slightly, and changed the topic, "However, I'm not sure if it's that person."

"On the battlefield, there are not many such small men. The most likely one who secretly changed into the uniform of the Pelican Army and sneaked up to Elliott to give him a knife was 'Little Leye', whose name, nickname, I have all my experience and background... I remember this person." Jules sneered, "I still have a detailed profile of more than 500 people, if I guessed correctly, he should be in this stack of profiles .”

"I'll turn it over for you tomorrow." Clewis promised, and held Jules' face with his hands, carefully looking at the irregularly shaped wound on his forehead, "Will there be a star on your head in the future?"

"...Don't be kidding." Jules was very unhappy, bending down to look at his injury in the mirror, "Higglass said that the healing is quite good, and most likely there will be no obvious scars. But it's hard to say... ...It would be great if it hit the middle point, usually I can cover it with a forehead ornament."

"Don't worry about it," Clewis applied the best wound medicine in the Holy Land for Jules according to the medical officer's instructions, and then carefully sealed the wound with soft adhesive tape. "Some defects are not a bad thing."

"The injury is in such a hard-to-cover place," Jules picked up the towel, "it's so ugly."

Cleves chased after him and stopped Jules at the door of the bathroom, "Don't be stupid, you won't be ugly."

Jules gave him a blank look, and was about to say something, when he realized that Clavis's expression was serious, "It's...it doesn't matter if you see it, I don't want others to see it like this...it will damage my dignity .”

He laughed and gave Jules a kiss, "Wash your face and be careful of the wound."

Although the trailer is old, it can handle it with an extra carriage.It's just that the bumps when accelerating are more severe.As soon as Jules came out of the bathroom, the car tipped over to the side.He stretched out his hand to support the board wall, grumbled a bit, took the pills and water that Clevice handed him obediently, and handed the cup back to Clevice, noticing that his expression was wrong.

His expression was too serious.

"……What’s wrong with you?"

"I'm a little worried. You are injured, and today's work is really tiring." Clevers stared at Jules' pale face calmly, "Where's your head? Does it still hurt?" Jules Smiling reluctantly at him, shaking his head.How could Cleves fail to see that he was trying to be brave, "Go to sleep."

Clavis's slender fingers pointed to the lower berth.

"I'll just sleep on the top bunk... This bunk is much wider than the conical car, Klevis, no matter how bad your sleep is, you won't sleep with your hair all over the floor, I won't step on it again." arrive."

"I'm not talking about that." Clavis's hair is too long, and he sometimes steps on it himself, but he doesn't care, "Julies, I'm afraid you'll fall...you're not feeling right now."

He whispered, "Ah." He did feel dizzy when he jumped off the top bunk.

Clevers looked serious, "Don't want to sleep with me? Then I'll sleep on the upper bunk?"

"No need. But I'd better not sleep in it, so I..."

"You can't get up too early." Clavis is tall, and with him blocking the outside of the bunk, no matter how lightly Jules moves, trying to get out of bed will definitely wake him up. "The convoy will not approach until after ten o'clock. Next base, you can... no, you must. You must sleep until 09:30."

"It's so nonsense," Jules complained, but the tone of acceptance sounded like coquettish, "Don't worry about me, don't care about me. The guy who didn't care about anything before...you are addicted Bar?"

"Yeah." Kravis smiled nonchalantly, "Don't ever try to escape my control again."

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When Oscar didn't deliberately vomit him, he was steady, thoughtful and polite.It makes sense, anyway, that he plays the personable knight every day—if he has a woman in his sights.

Lumière conveniently put the towel that Oscar threw on the back of the chair to dry on the rack, and took a bottle of cold drink from him.

"Can you have some? Just ale."

"This should be fine...Thank you very much." Lumière opened the bottle and took a sip.Although the weather was not hot, the cool feeling still made Lumiere feel very comfortable after being tired for most of the day.Putting down the beer, Lumière patiently combed his long hair in front of the mirror.

"It's a gift from the Self-Defense Forces. The brothers gave me several bottles... If you want, there are more here."

Oscar has always been generous, bold and decisive, although he doesn't appreciate this trait, he doesn't hate it either.Lumière nodded, "This is enough for me, thank you." Looking up, his eyes suddenly met Oscar's ice blue eyes in the mirror, and he didn't know how long he had been staring at them.Lumière was a little surprised, "What's wrong?"

"If you look closely...you look beautiful."

"...Do you need to look very carefully to find out? I'm so sorry."

Oscar laughed, "Hey, hey, I'm complimenting you."

"If it's not sarcastic, then I'm very grateful."

"By the way, Lumiere," Oscar wiped the froth from the corner of his mouth with his hand, "There is an amazing thing today... Your lord who always keeps the freezer cold and looks like the god of death has poured a cup of coffee for you. I."

Lumière didn't answer, and the expression on his face seemed to be frozen.

"It's really surprising. I discussed with Lord Jules about troop transfers, and he also helped deliver orders. No matter how you look at it, it's a surprising 'peerless feat', right? That Lord Clavis Yo……"

"Please don't talk." Lumière quickly put down the comb, passed by Oscar and returned to his lower bunk, "I'm a little uncomfortable, I want to sleep first. Let's not chat...I'm sorry."

The moment he passed by, he seemed to see unusual marks in Lumière's eyes.

His eyes are red.

"Hello, Lumière?"

Oscar rushed over, pinned Lumiere's shoulder and called him.The mild-tempered person raised his head, and the abnormality he had glimpsed just now was hidden by him in a blink of an eye, and there was no abnormality.

"What's the matter?"

"Don't lie to me, Lumiere... Do you have something on your mind? If you have something, it's better to speak up and discuss it with others."

It was indeed a caring tone, not a joke... Lumière gave him a forced smile, although a little unnatural, "But you can't help me, I'm sorry, Oscar."

"Really okay?"

He looked up at his colleagues, "Thank you very much, but please don't take it to heart."

Oscar spread his hands.The other party has already said that he can't help and doesn't want him to intervene, but he is still a little uneasy.If it was Lumière, with his considerate temperament...

"Since you said that, I won't ask any more questions. But listen to me to persuade... If it's someone else's business, don't worry so much."

"Well, I see. Thank you very much."

Oscar patted Lumiere on the shoulder, ignored the matter, and turned around to pack his luggage.

Lumiere turned around, stretched out his hands to spread out his quilt, Oscar ignored him, and went into the bathroom, both of them were busy with their chores, and the berth fell silent.

But after the still sound of water at the end of the shower, Oscar suddenly heard Lumiere's faint sound.

"Lumiere?"

The patron saint of water wiped his face with his hands, turned over, and lay down facing the wall again, "I'm sorry to disturb you."

Oscar strode back to the berth, "Why are you crying? Don't do other people's affairs..."

"It's not someone else, but it's someone else..." Lumière pursed his lips tightly, "Oscar, please leave me alone."

For Lumiere, there is only one person who is not someone else, right?

"Are you worried about him getting cheerful?"

"...I just know that when he needs help the most, there is nothing I can do." Lumiere covered his face again, "...Please leave this matter alone and act as if nothing happened."

"You also need help, and there is nothing I can do." Oscar sneered mockingly, "I'll go and cry too."

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Jules still had a headache, slight numbness in his right arm and leg, and even felt nauseous.Even though Kravis was lying quietly beside him, and the atmosphere in the berth was quiet and beautiful, he still couldn't sleep.

Driving at night, there are always bright lights moving outside the car window.Although the curtains of the sleeping berth were already very thick, some peripheral light still came in from the edge of the curtains.Jules leaned on the dim light and looked absently at the lock of Clevis's black hair he held between his fingers.

It's so straight... Only such smooth and straight hair will give people the illusion of pouring down with his every move, like a flowing straight waterfall, shining to guide others, drawing his sight.

"Clevis..."

The owner of the whispered name snorted in reply.Jules was stunned, and looked up, and Clavis, whose eyes had already been opened, was also looking at him, stunned for a moment.

"Did I wake you up? Sorry."

"No, I haven't been asleep."

Will Klevis, who has always been a good sleeper, suffer from insomnia? "What a surprise... Something on your mind? What are you thinking?"

"thinking of you."

"...Don't I just lie next to you?"

"That's why I really think about it." After Clevers answered briefly, regardless of whether Jules really understood, he kept silent about the distracting thoughts in his heart, stretched out his hand, and gently stroked it with his fingertips. His lips, "Julies, I have a question... It's been on my mind for a while. I've always wanted to ask you, but I always feel a little disappointed."

Jules' expression immediately became serious, "...If it bothers you, you have to ask it no matter what."

"Before I kissed you that day, you kissed someone else, and more than once... didn't you?"

"Ah... well," Jules was a little embarrassed, "you noticed it?"

Jules was very puzzled. The former Her Majesty the Queen and Clavis had been in a relationship. He always thought that Clavis had kissed the Angelica Her Majesty, but he didn't.The first kiss between him and Clavis, although Clevis took the initiative, but his childish panic and jerky movements can't be hidden from anyone...

It was Clevice's first kiss, though not Jules'.

"...you obviously have experience, and more than once."

He cleared his throat with some difficulty, "You're right. I was tempted once, but I knew in my heart that I should give up. So in that afternoon...maybe five times, ten times, or even more..."

Clevers sneered at himself, despising his own childishness, and whispered the name of the person he guessed in his heart.

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