Back at the witch's military camp, Robben lifted the curtain of his commander's tent, and a figure had come from the side and crashed into Robben's arms.

Robben smiled softly, reached out to put his arms around the familiar body, and fell on the thick felt of pángbiān. Regardless of all, Robben kissed her head and then raised her head and smiled, "Why, can't wait for me to clean up?"

Queen Bereth lay on her back on the felt, her silver hair was spread out, and her eyes were blurred, "Doctor, I..."

"Uh..." Queen Bereth was stunned for a moment, and the words to say were interrupted halfway. She turned her head slightly and looked away from Robben, "Doctor... do you, don't you like it?"

Robben's hand gently stroked the thin scar under the corner of Queen Bereth's eyes, "No... I like my Bereth no matter what it looks like, I just... feel a little distressed. You obviously care so much about your body, and don't even leave a trace of small scars, but now there are scars on your face."

Queen Bereth turned her head and said softly: "Doctor, I made a claim without authorization and ruined your body, I..."

Robben smiled and gently pressed against her forehead, "As long as it is my Bier, I can add a few more scars to you if you like it."

Queen Bereth was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but be angry, "You just like it? I didn't like it so much, it was that damn woman! She, oh..."

As she was speaking excitedly, Queen Bereus's mouth was gently sealed by Robben. After a passionate kiss, she had forgotten what she wanted to say, and her eyes were full of watery charm.

Robben smiled and said, "I know, that woman is not my Bier, and she comes with bad intentions. I will be alert and make a difference, so I quickly came back to discuss countermeasures with my smart wife."

"Okay, let's discuss countermeasures..."
Chapter completed!