Wonderful Trip To Another World

After completing his original purpose of "thank you", Belen also chatted with Flotti about his many experiences this year, and the latter also knew about the Northwest Campaign.

"Sure enough, the white-haired sword saint who suddenly appeared is you."

As one of the three military ministers of Florence, Flotti naturally knew all the secrets of the war in the Northwest, and the legendary "White-haired Sword Saint", she knew who it was after a little thought.

After all, in her impression, there is only one man with snowy white hair and a "swordsman", so the answer is immediately obvious.

Flotti looked at Belen, and she whispered: "Did something happen on the battlefield? Now you, shouldn't you do anything like that on the battlefield?"

The so-called things like that refer to the slaughter of the Demon King’s army. Even if the opponent is an enemy and an antagonistic enemy, as far as Belém’s temperament is concerned, if it weren’t for what happened, he would never do it. Such a cruel thing is just as it used to be.

Seeing Flotti asked, Belem also recalled some uncomfortable scenes in his heart. His body was a little stiff, but he quickly eased over, and then slowly spoke.

"Al... almost died there."

Hearing these words, Flotti’s eyes opened slightly. She and Al are also friends. She was naturally shocked when she heard the news, but she quickly eased over because she didn’t get it. "The Eye of the Thunder" is the news that something happened at the border, so there shouldn't be any problems.

"How is she now?"

But out of worry, Flotti still asked deliberately.

Belen smiled and said, "Healed now, and she is with everyone in Poggiacorti."

"Well, it's no wonder you would do something like that. The news I got was that the "White-haired Sword Saint" seemed to be angry. Flotti gestured with her hands, and then a joking smile appeared on her face. She said, "I care about Al so much, why not confess?" "

"what?!"

Belen made a surprised voice, and then opened his eyes wide. He shook his head and waved his hand and said: "What are you talking about! My childhood sweetheart almost had an accident. It's normal to be angry!?"

"That's right, but ah, don't you really have a little love for Al?" Flotti asked with a serious look at Belem.

"Yes, even if you say that..." Belen scratched his cheek with a little shame. If he was asked this directly, no matter who he was, he would be shy, right?

But if you really want to think deeper...

The figure of the priest girl appeared in Belen’s mind, and then he recalled the vow he had made in front of the dying girl. His cheeks were slightly hot, and he swallowed. Now he recalled the time when he What was said was unexpectedly shameful.

For Al, he is no longer just a simple childhood sweetheart. She is his extremely important friend and family, and she is the highest rank in his mind.

It has always been so.

But is it really just that?

Belen began to wonder what his feelings for Al was, even though he still felt that it was just a family relationship, but now he was a little unconfident.

Do you still have a little admiration for Al?

If you think about it carefully...

There were scenes in Belen's mind. He pursed his lips, held his hands slightly, and stared at the ground. His cheeks were hot because he remembered the scene in the hot spring.

No, no, this is the emotion that Illya and the others should not have, it's just the **** of being a man, not the feeling of love!

However, it seems to come even more than when I saw Ilia and the others... Panic?

"Look at you panicking, do you like it or not, you should figure it out for yourself, anyway, I don't know." Flotti laughed at Belen's extremely nervous flushing face, and there was less fatigue on his face. After a few minutes, she shook her head, this guy's thin-skinned face is really as usual.

Hearing Flotti’s words, Belem also recovered in shock, then swallowed, nodded, then pulled out a smile, he said stiffly: "Ah, that's what I said."

"Haha, it's really funny that I can bully you with such a thing." Flotti laughed and seemed to have some unexpected gain, so he reached Belen's ear again, and said with a smile: "Speaking of which, Yi Liya is a little beauty now. There seem to be countless suitors in the academy, but ah, she seems to belong to her."

"What, what!?"

Belen was also taken aback by this sentence, his face suddenly became flustered, and he quickly asked: "Ilia, she has someone she likes? Who, who? Do I know? Is it a student in the academy?"

"you..."

Flotti was also surprised by Belen’s sudden panic expression, and then holding a smile, she said: "Hey, hey, what are you? Is it possible that you treat Latier, Ilia and others? also..."

"what?"

Belen was stunned for a moment, he looked at Flotti suspiciously, did not understand what the latter was talking about, and then, with a panic expression on his face, he asked again.

"Who is it? Who is that person that Ilia likes?"

Seeing him so flustered, Flotti was also in a daze, then tilted her head, she stared at the white-haired man, and then smiled and shook her head.

"It seems that I made a mistake, you, I really regard Ilia and the others as family members."

"Of course~www.wuxiamtl.com~ or else?" Belen looked uncomprehending, but he was more concerned about the previous things, so he looked at Flotti anxiously.

Flotti smiled and shook her head. She said: "There is no such person as you imagined, Ilia, she, it is only you who care about now."

"Yes, is that the case?" Belen was stunned, and then he was relieved. After his head became clear, he was a little surprised at his emotions. He was so nervous about whether Illya had anyone he liked. ?

But the next moment, Belen sighed with emotion. He smiled. It turns out that this is how he felt when he was a brother. His sister has someone she likes, so being a brother would be so nervous.

No, no, if you look closely, it's more like the feeling that a father has when he knows his daughter has a sweetheart. In this way, he seems to be a lot more mature? Have you stepped further towards the realm of "father"?

Finally, she walked away with an inexplicable joyful mood, while Flotti was standing by the glass wall looking at the leaving white-haired figure. She smiled and shook her head, then glanced at the mountain of documents, Twitched the corners of his mouth.

"I want to be as relaxed as that guy."