Norton crouched down with his huge body, letting Worm put his hand under the cloak to stroke the hair of a scavenger, to touch the head of a rotten thing that had experienced hundreds of battles and never left its weapon, always ready to fight. . "Norton's hair looks like twigs." The scavenger's hair resembled the scattered branches of a dead tree, but perhaps he had combed his hair into small braids. "Please use these clothes of mine to wipe your hands, Your Highness." "No need, Norton. My hands are clean, and how can my friend's hair be dirty?" Worm bid him farewell, more certain of his own ideas. "Ines, can I touch your hair." Finally, Worm met a fourth person, whom Ines seemed to have come to report on the report made by the patrol team last night. "..." Ines looked at the little devil who didn't seem to be joking, and then at the little devil who was wiping her grenade.
"Watch what I do, let me know if you want me to touch you or not." Dabuliu curled his lips and was very impatient with Ines's reaction. If she hadn't washed her hair today and didn't want Worm to touch it, it wouldn't have been her turn to get the white potatoes. "Yes, Your Highness...but please end it as soon as possible." Let’s talk about the report later in the car. The little devil seemed to be thinking about something today, and the request to touch his head seemed very serious. "Well, Ines' hair..." how about it? Is it good or bad? Even Ines is as strict and vigilant as a scavenger; precisely because she is Ines, she cares about her own cleanliness even more than the Blood Demon. Worm touched her hair, which was a message of "trust" being conveyed. She chose to accept Worm's request and was also accepting this trust. But now that this interaction is accepted, the feedback Worm gives becomes very important. "It's smooth...very soft. It's like the silk from the Yan Kingdom we saw last time." Wurm only touched it lightly twice and then withdrew his hand. He also expressed his feelings and successfully obtained a piece of the happy mood from the potato. It seems that using head touches and hugs can both increase the connection and emotional interaction between team members. 'Stupid Worm, just because you are the one who made the request, they won't be disgusted by touching their heads. ' Theresia could probably guess what the child was testing. Being willing to let others touch the most vital parts is not something that two people can do simply by being familiar with each other. But it seems like everyone trusts Worm, which is a good thing.
114. Hong Tailang who was bewitched by the devil "Afdoga!" "Afdoga! Run! Get out of here!" "Get out of here, immediately!" "Afdoga! Let's go!" Thunder made a low roar in the dark clouds, and the wind roared, as if the pouring rain would pour in from the sky soon, pouring into this steel-made city and this cold cage. Afdojia fled in panic, escaping from the noble's spacious mansion, escaping from the gorgeous courtyard, escaping from the warm home. Her parents' last calls were urgent and loud. She had never seen such a panicked father or such a grieving mother. The heavy rain fell and poured onto Avdoga's beautiful skirt without hesitation. The pink Luper looked as embarrassed as a feathered beast just fished out of hot water. It was pitch black before my eyes, and the city became so strange and scary. Now that she is alone, can she survive this city? Can she survive on this land? - "what……" A nightmare followed him like a shadow. The sky outside was still night, but the slightest drizzle was already falling. Yes, summer has just begun, and in August and September, the rainy season is the norm. Looking back at Sakaz who was still sleeping, Afdoga put on her cloak and left the tent. It wasn't because she was worried or afraid that she wanted to relax, but because...she wanted to find a place to solve her physical problems. This wet dream was a warning from her mind based on what her body was suffering. "..." There were night sentries and patrols in Sakaz's camp. Afdoga watched from a distance. When the light from their lanterns came over, she took off her hood to reveal her eye-catching hair color to identify herself. "ASAP." After explaining her need to go to the toilet, the other team leader assigned a person to take her there. "……thanks." When Afdojia came out a minute or two later, the other party had already left and continued patrolling. "They guarded it so carefully..." Is it to protect the lives of companions? Afdoja thought again of the story about the brave little devil that Sakaz told him last night.
Why…… Why are everyone in almost the same situation? Relatives died tragically in front of him, he left his hometown alone, and he was at a loss for the future. But why, she could only run around in embarrassment, trying to escape incognito. But the other party, Worm, is still strong enough to inherit the last wishes of her relatives, and will also take the initiative to help other compatriots in distress, and is still moving step by step towards the goal of building a new home one day, which she seems to be almost a delusion? why? Sakaz, are you so united? Or is it because... they are also affected by Worm's actions? Avdoga wants to know the answer, wants to know the answer to why Worm can be so strong. "Um...that is?" She thought as she walked around her tent, she saw the beautiful boy. He got up early and was jogging. Only then did Afdojia have the opportunity to take a closer look at his appearance. The most obvious thing is the white-pink hair and the thin horns like dead branches. Afdoja has never seen such a strange but beautiful combination. Worm's eyes were very bright. With a little light, people could see his eyes. They were shining brighter than the largest chandelier in her house. Afdojia remembered that the reason why she was attracted and dared to make contact was because she accidentally looked into the other person's eyes and saw those gentle eyes. "His Royal Highness Worm has a nine-point resemblance to his mother..." Afdojia thought about the comments she heard last night and became somewhat enlightened. Even if you have never met Worm's mother, you can know what a gentle person his mother is just by looking at the image Worm displays. Her mother... is also a gentle person, but don't gentle people get a good end? Worm... it must have been extremely painful when his mother died. Worm, what do you think of those evil habits of conspiracy and murder? he…… Afdojia seemed to have brought herself into it, and it seemed that the memories that had not been forgotten were fermented and expanded. "Worm..." He is so strong, even after experiencing sinister plots, he is still willing to show gentleness to others... "..." Afdojia didn't know what she was thinking, but she rushed over to hug him and rub his hair.
Oh my God, Avdoga, are you finally crazy? Fortunately, fortunately, Worm did not refuse or reprimand her for her wanton behavior. "I'm sorry, Worm." But she still found a chance to find Worm and apologize to him during lunch. "Why are you apologizing? Afdoga." Worm didn't understand what the big pink Luper was thinking. An inexplicable apology. "I shouldn't have touched your head or hugged you without permission." That's so rude and ridiculous. "It's okay. I don't mind doing it. If you want to hug and touch your head next time, just tell me." Wurm may also want to thank her for letting him know how to develop new ways of interaction. "Um, do you want to try a hug now?" Seeing Avdoga's uneasy look, Worm thought for a while and felt that he should calm down his employer. "……is it okay?" The hug in the morning was too hasty. Avdojia only remembered that she suddenly felt at ease after hugging the other person. Although it was short-lived, it was really... the most peaceful moment since her escape. "of course can." Worm also planned to end the interaction with a quick hug and then go to eat. "Alas……" It was really not an illusion. After hugging Worm, my heart really became calmer. Avdoya felt amazing. Is this the legendary Sakaz magical witchcraft? "Worm, you should become more serious and cold-hearted. How can you let outsiders hug you? What if the other party plots evil and wants to harm you?" It seems to be a seasonal problem that has caused the little devil to become sentimental recently. "I'll remember it, w. Eat quickly, I'm a little hungry." Today’s lunch is stewed hornet and river scale meat. The two complement each other, plus the newly purchased canned vegetables for seasoning, and they become a meat dish called fresh. The staple food is bread, and a little fried noodles are eaten with the broth. Overall, the color, smell and taste are very good. "Worm, tea or coffee? Or juice?"
Dabuli chewed bubble gum as a pastime after dinner and to remove food residues, and took out a few bottles of drinks from the drink box in the trunk. "It will be all right." Worm has never been picky, but the way he stared at the bottle of grape juice in his right hand still made the little devil feel cute and interesting. "Get some more rest, w. I'll drive in the afternoon." The lunch break at noon was to take a nap in the car seat for about an hour. Worm read a book and took the initiative to take the job. "Okay, let's leave it to Worm...don't drive the car into the ditch."
