Yellow hair can also have a husband-chasing crematorium

She stopped and listened.

"Are the two families planning to marry?"

"No, right? I also saw that the Duke made a wreath for the female knight. It's impossible for someone to do this in front of the marriage partner, right?"

Helena's eyes moved slightly.

So, when Bridget appeared at the door of the classroom just now, she was not simply chatting with Luna, but was sending a message for Langdon?

...Why, since you are here, why don't you come to see her?

[ps: Plus more, I still owe 2 settlements, good night everyone~]

29. Surrounded by demons (3k)

Langdon and Siruneta went to a relatively quiet small garden, and had a little exchange about Helena's condition.

"She's under a lot of mental stress." Cyrunita said, "and she's also very guarded against me. What I can do now is try to divert her attention so that she doesn't pay too much attention to you. It can relieve the pressure of seniors..."

Only being obsessed with matters related to Langdon is the reason why Helena gradually deteriorates.

One should not be too paranoid. Such a huge amount of attention and mental power is only placed on one person, no matter which party it is, it is actually a strong burden.

Langdon can reduce the pressure he feels by keeping a distance, but at the same time, Helena will be stressed because he cannot see Langdon, until he loses control.

What Cyrunita is doing is trying to divert Helena's attention.

Langdon nodded in agreement, and then asked with concern: "Then what's the situation now?"

Cyrunita shook her head lightly: "It works, but it will take a longer time to stabilize... In fact, the senior can increase the number of meetings with Miss Helena, which is conducive to her mental stability... Sorry, I Couldn't have done better."

She originally gave people a delicate and fragile feeling, but at this moment, there was a slight frown between her brows and a look of sadness, making it even more unbearable to criticize her.

"It doesn't matter, it's good enough to have an effect." Langdon didn't hold out much hope at first, and now it's a pleasant surprise to have an effect, "Miss Cyrunita... Helena didn't cause you anything. burden?"

Cyrunita smiled softly: "No, seniors don't have to worry."

How could Langdon not be worried, that's Helena, whoever gets on will be devastated!

So he had to emphasize: "If you have any questions, please tell me right away, don't be afraid that I will find it troublesome... Or ask Bridget to tell me, she seems to be looking for you often."

Bridget cheerfully raised an arm dangling behind Langdon: "Yes ~ find me ~ ah!"

She forgot that she was still wearing a wreath on her head, and the wreath fell off after a large movement.

Langdon quickly grasped the wreath, but Bridget himself reacted faster. When Langdon touched the wreath, Bridget was already lifting it up, so Langdon only felt a slight tug on his hand. Then a tiny tearing sound was heard.

The garland split in both of their hands.

"........."

Bridget's smile froze suddenly.

She looked down at the half of her hand, then at the half of Langdon's hand, with an expression of disbelief.

Langdon felt a little guilty for some reason, and handed her half of the wreath in his hand: "That one, it's already broken, if you like it, I'll make another one for you later."

"...It's different! This is the first wreath the Duke gave me!" Bridget took it with distress, "I was planning to go back and find someone to help make a specimen..."

Langdon was shocked: "No way, it's just a garland!"

"But the duke made it himself differently..."

"..."

Luna, who obeyed her duties as a maid and kept quiet, couldn't help but give Bridget a sneaky look when she saw the noise over there.

Familiarity is familiarity, can you behave a little more in a serious situation? !

Duke Stuart must be used to being so casual. The little duke has such a good temper.

Langdon also knew that the occasion was not right, so he hurriedly comforted Bridget to calm down, then heaved a sigh of relief and said to the other side: "I'm sorry."

"It's okay, Miss Bridget is also my friend, just order as you please."

Cyrunita didn't pay much attention, and said with a smile: "Anyway, don't worry, Duke, if that happens, I will definitely tell you."

After Langdon and Bridget left, Luna couldn't help saying as she pushed the wheelchair out of the small garden.

"Bridget always comes here, which will affect our plans - last time I even took the initiative to invite her, even if she is our kin, she has not awakened yet, so it is too reckless."

"...cough, cough...just something I want to confirm."

Siluneta answered while coughing, her trembling eyelashes were as light and fragile as butterfly wings, her drooping silver hair swayed with her cough, her pale skin was almost transparent under the sunlight, anyone who saw her like this would be surprised I couldn't help but reflect on whether my tone of voice was too heavy.

But Luna remained unmoved and continued her topic: "Is there anything that needs to be confirmed? Besides, I can't understand why I pay so much attention to Duke Stuart..."

"I explained that he seems to be immune to my abilities, and he has a good relationship with the Son of Prophecy."

Siluneta raised her head back, her long silver hair fell like a waterfall, her golden eyes stared at Luna who was pushing the wheelchair behind her, her eyes were as indifferent and cold as the white snow illuminated by the moonlight in winter.

"Are you blaming me?"

"...I overstepped." Luna regained her humble expression, "I'm just a little worried..."

This generation of demon kings is really too weak.

No matter how powerful the ability is, if a part of the soul is missing, the fit with the body cannot be improved, let alone anything else.

Luna, as the devil's confidant, after seeing the devil's weak form for a long time, will inevitably have some doubts - can such a devil really lead them to successfully summon the devil?

Fortunately, now there are clues to the sealed part of the soul, as long as the seal is released, everything can go in a good direction.

Sometimes, Luna is actually a little skeptical.

Is it really just a small part of the devil's soul in the seal of the temple?

Could it be that, in fact, most of the demon king's soul has been sealed, and the current Siluneta is only a small part left?

With the ability of the Demon King, after such a long time, has the seal not loosened at all?

Alas, there are too many problems, their generation of demons is so unlucky...

Luna tried very hard to restrain her thoughts, and changed the subject: "About the son of prophecy, do you want to kill him now? He looks very weak."

Cyrunita shook her head: "It's because it's too weak, so it feels strange, maybe it's a trap... Let's observe for a while."

"As ordered."

Not knowing what the master and servant were talking about after they left, Langdon and Bridget walked on the way to the school gate.

"Sister, what are you talking about every time you go?" Langdon asked Bridget curiously.

He could feel that Cyrunita's attitude towards Bridget was really different, even better than the personal maid beside her...

On the contrary, it was the maid. Langdon always felt that she didn't pay enough attention to Cyrunita. Just what he saw, she had already left the weak Cyrunita behind twice.

Cyrunita still refuses to change, shouldn't it be embarrassing?

Bridget was still heartbroken by the garland, and answered absent-mindedly: "That's all. Ask me what I like and what I hate...and ask me if I want to be her knight."

It turned out to be poaching!

"—But after I said I agreed to the Duke, she didn't mention it again."

Langdon breathed a sigh of relief.

It's okay, it's a bit principled, and I didn't really poach corners knowingly.

Bridget sighed and put the wreath into her pocket, and then, as if her brain had finally come back, she said strangely: "Speaking of which, I thought the Duke would have a lot of things to talk about with Miss Cyrunita..."

Obviously Cyrunita paid close attention to Langdon.

It's not the kind of attention that a noble daughter would pay attention to, but rather a sense of ambiguity but no malice, so if Langdon doesn't ask, she won't mention it specifically. After all, she wants to give the girl some privacy!

In the end, when the two met, they just talked about Helena, which was different from what she imagined!

Langdon thought for a while, "Maybe I said something offensive?"

For example, when we first met, he said that the eyes are very beautiful, and that others are prejudiced... Although he wanted to explain and comfort him, maybe in Siruneta's ears, it was a bit too light, it was like standing up and talking. low back pain.

"And I don't think there is anything wrong with the current situation. This is how normal social interaction is. I'm not familiar with it at all."

When two unmarried noble boys and girls get together, it is rare that they can chat vigorously. It is normal to keep a distance and only talk about the weather or related things.

From Langdon's point of view, Cyrunita is a very standard noble daughter. At most, she is more normal and easier to talk than other noble girls. Therefore, when the two of them chat, the alienated social atmosphere has always been a problem for Langdon. I don't think it's a problem.

Bridget muttered: "Forget it, if the Duke thinks it's okay, it's okay... Ah, it's Miss Helena."

Langdon raised his head subconsciously, just in time to see Helena standing by the side of the road.

Her icy blue eyes stared at them quietly, like the surface of the frozen sea, seemingly calm, but in fact the depths were already dark and turbulent, just staring at them brought great pressure.

For a moment, Langdon wanted to leave, but he remembered what Cyrunita said just now, to see Helena regularly, to stabilize the other party's spirit...

He stabilized his spirit first, and then continued to walk forward pretending to be nonchalant: "Helena, did you just finish class? Why don't you go back to the dormitory?"

Helena raised the corners of her mouth slightly, showing a restrained smile: "No, it's been a long time since get out of class has ended—I thought you knew, after all, didn't you just leave with Miss Siluneta? She was in class with me."

Langdon: "...I know, I just want to ask why you don't go back to the dormitory, it's very windy here, isn't it cold standing here?"

"I'm waiting for you." Helena glanced over Bridget's head, but couldn't find the wreath mentioned in the gossip. "Did you come here on purpose just to see Miss Cyrunita?"

yes!That's not it! ?

Langdon took a deep breath quietly: "I just asked her something, and you, what can I do for you?"

"Can't I find you if it's okay?"

Before Langdon could answer, Helena said directly, "But we really should talk, Langdon, I've been patient for a long time."

[ps: Work hard to add updates at night... The Demon King is mainly showing up at the moment, and the line is still early, so don't worry...]

30. You can be happy now (3k)

From an emotional point of view, Langdon didn't really want to talk to Helena, he was worried about his blood pressure.

From a rational point of view, Siruneta just said that he should not hide too much, and when it is time to stabilize the opponent's state, he should stabilize...

There was a fight between emotion and rationality in Langdon's mind, and then rationality said, "I've done so much, I can't fall short now" and succumbed to emotion.

"Okay, let's go to another place." Langdon sighed, "To the observation deck over there?"

It is estimated that no one will come here until class starts tomorrow morning, but it is still very strange to talk on the road, but it does not need to go too far, just find a place suitable for talking.

As long as Langdon agreed, it would be fine to place the conversation anywhere, so Helena had no objection and nodded in agreement.

Langdon led the way and walked towards the viewing platform. His steps were a little fast, as if he wanted to make a quick decision.

Bridget hurriedly followed, and when passing by Helena, Helena saw a small part of the garland protruding from Bridget's coat pocket, and couldn't help but pause slightly.

Of course, Helena didn't forget the gossip she heard just now, which mentioned that Langdon wove a wreath for Bridget.

She didn't see the wreath just now, and thought she had heard it wrong. After all, Langdon thought it was too childish to weave wreaths more than ten years ago. .

But the weaving section of the wreath in Bridget's pocket just now is very familiar.

...Why, after so many years, did you suddenly start making wreaths?

Did you plan to give it to Bridget from the beginning, or did you really want to give it to someone else, but I was embarrassed, so I found someone to deal with it?

Helena, who has been rolling for many years, has no awareness of "maybe just doing something casually because I am bored".

The paranoid brain circuit has always been a guess at the beginning, and all subsequent inferences exist solely to prove one's guess.

Just like she once firmly believed that there was something wrong with Langdon, and now firmly believed that she was not sick.

Helena's expression slowly tightened, and she looked at Langdon with some doubts.

The location Langdon had chosen was not too far away, and he would arrive soon.

The observation deck is a place for afternoon tea, and there are ready-made tables and chairs on it. Langdon sat down first, and then greeted Bridget: "Sister..."

Bridget shook her head, and stood beside Langdon, assuming a posture of a knight guard.

When Helena stepped onto the viewing platform, she just heard Langdon's call, and she couldn't help but glance at Bridget, only to find that the other party hadn't really sat down, so she relaxed her brows.

...to actually call her "Senior Sister" until now, Langdon is a little too kind to the people around him, which will make him appear to be too talkative, and he doesn't have the ostentation that a great nobleman should have.

But now, if she said it, Langdon would definitely get angry again, and would not admit that he was wrong, so let's put it aside for now.