Fairy’s Box

"Boss! It's done, a call-up order was issued in your name, all the pirate forces registered in the register have been sent, and our ship is ready."

Nicole's hoarse and sweet voice suddenly came from far above the secret passage. Because of the long distance, it sounded a little elongated and distorted.

"Thank you so much... eh?"

As soon as Yale said those words, he realized that it was Nicole's voice, his face darkened, and the second half of the words were swallowed into his throat.

"If there is nothing else, I will go first."

The female knight looked at the dark tunnel, and felt an inexplicable cold rushing towards her face. She shrank her neck and subconsciously turned around and ran.

boom--!

The gray-white tornado column looked like a poisonous dragon fluttering out of the tunnel, and the airflow was like a vortex that absorbed water, and the debris that stirred up the entire storage room flew around. Nicole, who was just about to slip away, was sucked by the wind column, and before she had time to scream, she was quickly pulled back by the wind, and then stumbled into the tunnel.

"Ahhh!"

The female knight danced and fluttered in the air, as if she fell into the toilet bowl. After flushing, she was swept into the stone room by the pouring air.

Puff-!

Just before Nicole screamed and fell to the ground, the airflow suddenly reversed, forming a thick layer of air cushion. After removing most of the impact, she fell to the ground in a very ugly posture.

"Ouch! It hurts, my waist is broken, my back hurts too, right leg! My right leg is broken!"

The female knight groaned in pain and fell to the ground, stirring up a faint mist of dust. Even though she was not injured, she lay on the ground and rolled and howled dryly for a while.

"..."

Yale stared at someone who was hugging his left leg and shouting that his right leg was broken, without any fluctuations in his heart, and even wanted to get her out and throw her again.

"Fizz!"

Nicole howled for a while, but it didn't work, so she pretended to be sucking in the cold air and raised her head, her gaze moved down from the top of the stone room, and after passing half of the stone wall, she saw the expressionless face of the black-haired knight.

"Boss!"

Nicole showed a shocked expression just right, then quickly turned over and shrunk into the corner of the stone room. She supported the walls on both sides with both hands, arched her back, and squatted slightly protectively with her legs and feet—the movements were smooth and agile, similar to the one just hugged. The appearance of howling legs are completely different.

What kind of broken pose is this, scared?

When the black-haired knight saw her slumped into the corner, he was inexplicably unhappy. New hatred and old hatred surged into his heart, and a few blue veins clearly protruded from his forehead.

"Head, head...you...you don't seem to want to punish me physically, do you?"

The female knight kept his expression in her eyes, knowing that she was going to be unlucky this time, she quickly squeezed out two tears from the tip of her tongue, revealing a pitiful expression.

"Physical punishment? Why should I physically punish you?"

Yale looked at her with a half-smile but not a smile, the blue veins protruding from his forehead kept jumping, and two dangerous gleams followed in his eyes.

"Forehead……"

Nicole opened her mouth and was speechless for a while, so she could only drop her head speechlessly.

I was wrong, I shouldn't have instigated Lydia to seduce you, I won't dare next time, please forgive me for being humble and stupid. ——She really can’t say such words.

"Unrepentant!"

Seeing someone bowed his head and didn't speak, the angry black-haired knight finally broke out in full force, his eyebrows were raised, and he pointed at the tip of her nose and said angrily:

"Don't pretend to be pitiful, it's useless to pretend to be pitiful! Remember your mistakes! I used to get along very well with Lydia, but now it's all ruined, and you are the culprit! She has been completely broken by you. Now, as long as you see me from a distance...it's exactly the same as your current posture, it makes me feel like a bad person!"

"..."

Nicole was criticized by him and huddled in the corner like a quail, with an expression of "I know I'm wrong and I'm wrong." In her heart, she was complaining that Lydia was not strong-willed, and she was completely stubborn after only one day of boldness. It seemed that she had suffered from strange sequelae, which was a waste of her expectations.

"Raise your head."

Seeing the female knight's head drooping and keeping silent, Yale couldn't see her expression at the moment. After ordering the other party to raise his head, he stared:

"Did you know you were wrong?"

"I knew I was wrong."

Nicole nodded again and again, looked at him pitifully, and added: "I have really reflected on it deeply, and I will never do it again in the future. Can you not punish me physically?"

"Who wants to corporally punish you!"

The black-haired knight stared back again, touched his chin at the same time, and said slowly:

"Since you have deeply reflected on it, I will not say more. Before we board the ship tomorrow, you can hand me a five-thousand-word review book, and let me see how deeply you have reflected on it."

"Five... five thousand!?"

The female knight raised ten fingers like an electric shock, and stared at the other in a stunned manner. After getting a positive answer, her head suddenly tilted, revealing a lifeless expression.

Puff-!

Nicole sat down on the slate floor, her eyes staring straight at the secret passage above, her expression was obscure, her eyes were dull, and she murmured like a gossamer:

"I have really reflected on it deeply, can I just corporally punish me instead of writing a review?"

"Can't."

Yale refused her righteously and sternly. Corporal punishment or something was not a drizzle for the Origin Knights. Of course, the punishment must be specially selected for the opponent's fear.

"..."

The female knight lay down, then rolled on the ground, posing a sloppy posture of lying flat and being beaten, but I just didn't move.

"You can also choose to close the confinement."

The black-haired knight ignored her silent protest, pointed to the floor of the stone room, gradually intensified his tone, and said word by word:

"It's here, half a month, during which you can't see anyone."

Before the remnants of his words dissipated, Nicole had already gotten rid of the paralyzed state, stood up straight like a javelin, gave a military salute with a serious expression, and said without hesitation:

"I choose to write a check!"

I was really stupid just now. Isn't it just such a trivial thing as writing and checking? There is absolutely no need to do it myself. Wouldn't it be fine to leave it to Big Wood Clark, I'm so witty!

"Um."

Seeing that the attitude of the female knight changed greatly, Yale nodded approvingly. His dark pupils seemed to see through her inner thoughts, and he reminded earnestly:

"I know your handwriting. If I find someone ghostwriting, then both you and him will rewrite it."

"Clear, understand."

Someone was obviously stunned again, and his tone was no longer as decisive as before.

"It's good to understand, if there is nothing else, you can go first."

The black-haired knight waved away the soulless and confused Nicole, took out the pocket watch in his chest pocket, looked at the time pointed by the pointer, and a smile gradually appeared on his face:

"Everything is ready...it won't be long..."