The alcohol in her body began to take effect, which made the girl feel dizzy. She suppressed the discomfort in her mind and turned over. She poked out her hand from the bedding and reached towards the bedside table.

He picked up the juice that Mash had prepared long ago, and the person who was troubled by the hangover pressed the mouth of the cup against his cracked lips with his trembling hands. The rude movement caused a lot of drinks to splash on the pillowcase and bed sheets, but Fujimaru Rika no longer cared about so much. It seemed that the headache of magic was exhausted, which made Chalde's only master in pain, and he wanted to remove his head and throw it away.

The pure natural-squeezed orange juice is sweet and slightly sour, which quickly relieves the thirst and dizziness caused by the strong wine. Feeling that the mental state has been much soothed, the girl tried hard to open her heavy eyelids and looked around in confusion: the evening breeze blows the curtains, bringing the faint sound of waves outside; the room is not much larger than the Chaldean dormitory, but it puts a lot of effort into the details, giving people a warm and comfortable feeling; under the light of the bedside lamp that deliberately lowers the brightness, there is a shabby alarm clock next to the plate with leftovers of the leftovers, and the shorter hour hand is almost exactly the same as the minute hand.

It was already late at night. After scanning the dark night sky outside, Fujimaru Rika made a judgment easily. Seeing that the other bedding next to her was neatly folded, she couldn't help but wonder deep in her mind: Mashu, who had extremely regular lifestyles, should have been sleeping beside her at this moment, and even spoke some sleeping words that made people laugh; but she has not come back tonight.

The worry in her heart made Fujimaru Rika raise her hand without thinking, hoping to have a long-distance conversation with the contracted follower through magic. But as soon as the thought emerged, the severe pain from the back of her hand made her groan. The magic that had finally gathered disappeared instantly. The girl's eyes moved down, but she saw the gauze wrapped around her palms, stained red by the blood seeping out of the stars.

Yes, even the curse was taken away by me, but I was just an ordinary human being, and where did I have the right to control magic power and even command those followers who were famous for their history? The painful reality was awakened again, intertwined with the pain in the body, tortured the girl who had no fighting spirit. She grabbed the glass bottle next to the plate, unspoken the lid and fed it hard.

Spicy and pungent, it gives people the first feeling; the anxiety at the flowing point causes a slight spasm in the throat, esophagus and even the stomach. After drinking all the vodka in the bottle, Fujimaru Rika, who was burping, was a little surprised: from vomiting when she first tasted it, to now she still had a face that still had a change in color and blowing the bottle, it seemed that only a week had passed.

Maybe two weeks? The girl who had long lost the concept of time threw the empty bottle into the dining plate, feeling her consciousness began to float again, urging her to go to bed again. Since she was just one of the millions of puppets in the source world, why bother to struggle for her long-destined fate? She found a high-sounding statement for herself, and Fujimaru Rika retracted her bedding again, intending to reminisce about her previous dreams.

Unfortunately, the girl's little ambition was completely destroyed by the person who entered the lawsuit. With the slight sound of turning the door handle, the door opened made a tall figure come into the eyes of the former. I thought the visitor was a schoolgirl who was obedient to him. Fujimaru Rika murmured and turned over, smashing her mouth and ignored it.

The sound of footsteps sounded from the door and stopped beside the bed. I don’t know how long it took, but a big hand grabbed the edge of the bedding and then pulled it back hard. The Savior of Chalde was not prepared at all, and his delicate body, which was only wearing pajamas, was soon exposed to the air.

He was so cold that he was shocked. In an instant, Fujimaru Rika turned her head with anger, but found that the person who looked at him was not the soft and cute Mashu as expected, but Wang Zhi, wearing a handsome red military uniform. The faint light hit his expressionless side face, looking particularly gloomy and cold.

Without giving the girl a skill to think about how to deal with it, the owner of this place leaned forward in a substantial sense, grabbed Fujimaru Rika's collar with both hands and pulled it upwards. She raised her pink fist and was about to resist, but she felt a dizzy turn. When she came to her senses, Fujimaru Rika found that she was being carried on her shoulder by Wang Zhi in a sack-carrying position, and then moved away from the room.

The guard house, which should have been so quiet that a needle could hear the sound of a school that had fallen to the ground, was now like a school where the bell rang. The rooms in the corridors were opened one after another, and the charming girls were either enthusiastic or gentle, sleepy or energetic, greeting them or greeting them. Their eyes were without exception that they noticed the Lord who was being carried by the latter.

Feeling the sympathy, disdain and gloating, Fujimaru Rika, who was ashamed and annoyed, couldn't help but struggle. Unfortunately, the girl who was greedy and indulged in the past has long lost her courage and can only twist like a silkworm baby, with symbolic significance greater than actual effect. Ignoring the resistance of the things on her body, the admiral who had just returned to the custody house greeted everyone happily, comforting and persuading them to rest as soon as possible, while slowly moving towards the entrance of the main house.

The entire volume was quickly exhausted, and the breathless emperor could only let his nominal followers do whatever they wanted. The latter had no idea of ​​explaining, so he carried the red-haired girl around the guard house for a short while, and finally arrived at the training ground by the beach.

He threw Fujimaru Rika on the sand with a thump. Wang Zhi didn't have any sympathy for the fragrance. "Is the rope ready?"

"Okay~ Meow~" The two eyes emitted a strange light at night. Xiaomei, who was obviously overly excited, took out a chain as thick as a finger from somewhere and handed it out with a smile. "Where do you want to tie it? Neck, wrist or ankle?" "Ankle, wrist will block the paddling, and the neck will interfere with breathing..." Wang Zhi responded casually, and tapped the white-haired and red-eyed submarine beside him with his hands. The latter looked like he was just woken up and looked like he was sleeping but not awake. "If the chain breaks later, I'll ask you~"

Hopefully the other party could ‘solve the troubles’ as the ship girl said, Maxiu chose to stand by and watch. But the girl on the beach saw the admiral tie the emperor with chains and headed towards the sea like this, and she couldn't help but feel worried and asked, "Uh...May I ask what you are doing?"

"The premise of rational negotiation is that both parties are awake enough." Wang Zhi, who activated the power of the world, stood on the sea like a ship girl, pulled his hands and put on the chain. Fujimaru Rika, who was lying on the beach, immediately flew up in the air, and then pounced into the bottomless dark sea. Ignoring the bubbles rising from the sea, Wang Zhi covered his mouth with his hands and yawned, raising his index fingers to the Chaldese members who were stranded on the beach and unwilling to leave. "If she is a competitor who has no connection with me, then I wish she would die of drunkenness, and it would be easier to make money; but since you ask me to help this girl who has lost herself, I have to let her recover from her first..."

"Guwahaha! Do you want to... kill me...guduguru...? Rescue...gudu..." The girl who finally came out of her head drank a lot of sea water, so she choked and coughed. But before she could finish her words, a famous servant stepped on the other person's head and sent him back below the sea level.

"If you want to watch, then I suggest you - go and move a stool." As if nothing had happened, Wang Zhi pulled the chain tighter even tighter as if he was not involved. "I didn't return from a hangover back then and was thrown into the sea by the instructor for three hours of water. For her sake, I think... she should be able to hold on for an hour."
Chapter completed!