Lord: Exiled by Stepmother, I'll Rule the World Anyway

Field didn't sit with Tisifa for a long time. It was already dark. Although it was always dark in the gray mist, when night fell, it was completely impossible to see.

"This is your room."

Opening the door, Field pointed to the packed room, which was right next door to his room.

There was darkness outside the window, and the candlelight inside the room was flickering, not too bright.

"Thank you, can you please stop leaving?" Tisifa said in a nonchalant manner, "Can you talk to me again? I don't have a single acquaintance in this building, and you are the only one I can get close to, Lord Lord."

"Okay, I can understand you."

Field pulled up a chair, sat down, thought for a moment, and then talked about the next military plan for Starry Night City: "Originally, I wanted to use Alison's flame to set a fire in Starry Night City, but she couldn't do it for a while. If the bad guys can’t wake up, we’ll have to go head-to-head with the zombie monster.”

"Uh-huh."

Nodding frequently, Tisifa's eyes were a little blurry.

Although the man in front of her had just met and was unfamiliar to him, she always had an unspeakable thought and even wanted to throw herself into his arms.

This thought was terrible, but it took root in her mind like a weed, making it difficult for her to control herself. There were even many gestures. When he was in the yard just now, he motioned for Field to sit next to him. And now, keeping Field by myself is just an inexplicable impulse.

Normally, a nun would never do such presumptuous and shameless behavior.

Taking advantage of Field's talk, Tisifa looked at Field carefully.

Unlike other nobles, Field does not seem to like to wear particularly complicated clothes and robes, and there are not many jewelry and satin embellishments on his body. He wears a clean lining with a black windbreaker, and the only embellishment is the iris brooch on the chest.

This is a gorgeous artifact.

"Sure enough, a true noble does not need a lot of mundane things to decorate."

Looking at Field's figure again, Tisifa blushed and immediately turned away. When I first saw Field, I knew he was born into a wealthy family.

"Hiss~"

Field was confused and thought to himself: I'm talking about killing rotting corpses, why does she look like this?

"It's okay, keep talking, I just choked on my saliva."

With a slight cough, Tisifa sat up straight, pretending to pat her chest with her soft hands, but pressed slightly on the rabbit, pushing the flawless white down rabbit out of a shallow nest. It seems like doing this will make you feel better.

Field was also an old gentleman, and he was not in the mood to talk about his own affairs. Instead, he admired it straightforwardly for a long time, and couldn't help but feel itchy.

The atmosphere is inexplicably charming and ambiguous.

"No, what am I doing?"

Tisifa was startled, shook her head vigorously, and murmured: "It must be a curse. Is it because when escorting the slave, he kept using divine power to open a way?"

She also guessed this. Using divine power would shorten the period of the curse's outbreak.

"Sir, I...I'm going to rest. If you have anything to arrange, please call me tomorrow."

As if she had exhausted all her strength, Tisifa stood up unsteadily, her eyes full of sticky warmth, but her words were a little colder: "Please get out, I'm very tired."

When she said that, her hands were still holding the hem of her skirt tightly. At the slit, on her long snow-white legs, there were gorgeous leg rings with black and white silk threads. They were indescribably interesting and made people feel itchy in their hearts, but they couldn't scratch them. .

Field took a deep breath, he was still worried about his chosen one.

Even though we just met, he has always been a protective person, and he often takes his own things very seriously and cares about them very much. To be honest, this kind of idea was not very good in the original free era. After all, everyone has an independent personality.

It can be said that it contains machismo or is too traditional, and is criticized by the public.

"Are you okay? Have a good rest. I believe that we will soon find a way to eliminate the evil spirit."

"Yeah, if you go out, I might feel better. I'm really sorry that we just met and let you see such a bad version of me."

That's what she said, but Tisifa inadvertently licked the corner of her mouth, as if it were stained with delicious desserts. This action was both playful and enchanting.

Repressed charm and implicit tenderness are a woman's most powerful killer move.

Far from being comparable to those straightforward "Kun girls" in Maple Leaf City who can twist and turn.

Looking at her look, Field realized the seriousness of the problem and sighed: "I still underestimated the power of the curse. It is indeed a divine curse that even the church has difficulty solving."

"Or I'll help you..."

"No!" Tisifa stepped away, turned around decisively, turned her head sideways, and said with a fake smile, "See you tomorrow."

"Good night."

Field walked out the door and immediately heard the door closing, but did not hear the lock.

Returning to his room, Field took out the drawings, which contained a lot of development plans for the Night Territory, but then he thought of a very serious thing: "I forgot one important thing. With so many people suddenly added, what should we do with water?" manage?"

In the past, water in the territory relied entirely on rain, well water and storage tanks dug by the army.

It is worth mentioning that although the northern border is shrouded in gray fog, the climate is normal. It will still be windy and rainy, and plants will be able to grow normally.

The corruption in the rain is extremely thin, and almost disappears when it falls into the lord's domain.

"Finding a reliable water source has to be put on the agenda, but with the Holy Light Divine Chosen, it will be much easier to rely on her to purify the water source."

Field smacked his lips, always feeling dry in the mouth.

His eyes unconsciously glanced at the door, and Field immediately treated himself to a sugar-roasted chestnut: "What am I thinking about? I'd better finish the development plan quickly."

The eating, drinking, and defecation of more than a thousand people are all on his shoulders.

Even if he had returned to the territory with a full load of supplies, it would not be enough for such a large population.

On the other side, Tisifa was extremely unbearable. She grabbed the quilt and blinked her beautiful eyes in the dark room. She glanced down and felt ashamed and angry.

What's more annoying is that the bloating and pain can even be severe to stinging.

"Holy Light, why is this?"

Tisifa looked sadly in the direction of the door. She deliberately only closed the door instead of closing it completely, simply to give herself a little fluke or comfort.

Before the contract, she simply wanted to go crazy, but after the contract, she didn't have any thoughts about other people, but she went crazy about thinking about the lord.

But if she really asked, or agreed directly, it would be better to kill her. After all, after years of piety, she would never do such a disgusting thing.

After waiting for a long time, until midnight, when there was no movement at the door, Tisifa sat up in anger and slapped the mattress in annoyance.

"Are you still not asleep?"