After enjoying the lavish banquet, the city lord led the swordsmen to a residence in the inner city to rest, and also sent several maids to attend to them.
The annihilation of the Demon Spirit Army's vanguard wouldn't be reported back so quickly.
Tonight might be the last peace before the battle.
"Knock, knock, knock~"
"Excuse me."
Wearing an undershirt, Nobi Hiroshi had a towel draped over his head, emitting steam from his recent bath.
He openly pushed open the door, then immediately locked it from the inside.
Sitting quietly at the head of the bed, the two people in the room sat in silence, very quiet, but their gazes were fixed on each other.
"You… why are you here? Aren't you going back to rest? Tomorrow, you'll need all your energy to fight the Demon Spirit Army."
Hearing the click of the door lock, Jingya's small hands fidgeted nervously with the hem of her clothes.
A look of fear crossed her face; her injuries hadn't healed, and she couldn't withstand a siege, let alone a tireless beast.
"Nothing, it's just that the bed in my room is too hard to sleep on, I have to change rooms to get some good rest."
Drying his wet hair, Hiroshi casually tossed the towel aside.
"…Aren't there other rooms?"
She retorted softly, her nightgown crumpled into a wrinkled mess, revealing a pink holy relic.
"Hmm, but I feel my dragon blood is becoming restless again."
"Jingya, you don't want me to keep suffering like this, do you?"
Kissing the girl's forehead, Hiroshi already held her soft buttocks.
"Too… too full…"
"Ugh… Mm…"
A pained yet not painful moan escaped her nostrils; she couldn't resist and could only welcome him.
Under the warm candlelight, Nobi Hiroshi revisited the familiar territory, adventuring into the mysterious dungeon.
Only this time, he was more careful and gentle in his actions.
The shadows on the wall rose and fell, and the curved shadows gradually flattened.
After enduring hardships, clearing the damp dungeon caused Hiroshi to lose a large amount of Undead Divine Blood, which was truly a pity.
"Was that gentle enough this time?" he whispered close to her ear.
"Mm… You're annoying…" Jingya reached out and pushed his warm arm.
Smiling gently, Hiroshi held the girl, preparing to sleep in the warm covers.
But then, a sudden commotion came from next door, seemingly from Nobi Nobita's room.
"Jiatuos, Snaimis, Viscount, please don't do this anymore…"
"Nobi Nobinia, you're just a servant, if you don't listen, I'll hit you!"
"Yes, obey me obediently!"
"Doraemon, boo hoo hoo~"
The painful wails were muffled as Jiatuos and Snaimis, Viscount, selflessly taught Nobi Nobita sword techniques.
The head coach was Snaimis, Viscount, yet he dared not show the slightest dissatisfaction with the 3.8 cm Jiatuos, and even had to act with exaggerated emotion.
If his expression wasn't convincing, he would be reprimanded by the enraged Jiatuos.
It was utterly exhausting, both mentally and physically.
Tonight, everyone except Nobi Nobita had a great time.
Meanwhile, in Dark City on the other side of the continent, Demon Spirit Emperor Odom looked at the moon in the sky, unable to sleep.
He had just received news of the complete annihilation of the Earth Spirit Legion, and it was the Silver Swordsman who was responsible.
"Birdman, tell me what happened? Isn't the Silver Swordsman an idiot?"
In the dim hall, Odom angrily tapped his staff.
According to reports from his scouts, the Silver Swordsman had already gained an immortal body, and was also assisted by a powerful tanuki demon.
Changing the weather with magic, even he couldn't easily do that.
"Uh, this… Your Excellency…"
The Birdman trembled as he stepped forward; he also didn't know what was going on, that child he had chosen was indeed a fool.
"Don't give me this and that, quickly think of a way to deal with the Silver Swordsman."
Frowning at the stuttering Birdman, Odom sternly raised his magic staff.
Dark purple light shot from the hollow eyes of the skull towards the ground in front of the Birdman.
The solid floor directly cracked open, revealing the scene downstairs.
"Your Excellency Odom, don't worry, I will go investigate the tanuki demon's background right away."
Breaking out in a cold sweat, the Birdman flapped his wings and flew out.
He was afraid of staying an extra second, fearing he might explode.
"Hmph, he ran fast."
"Feixiang, tomorrow you will lead all the elemental legions and you must capture the Silver Swordsman for me."
His gaze was fierce, and he commanded in a heavy tone.
"Understood, tomorrow, your subordinate will surely achieve victory and capture the Silver Swordsman alive."
Kneeling on one knee, Feixiang's confident demeanor brought a slight smile to Odom's ugly face.
He curled his lips, outwardly showing appreciation, but secretly, he had already designated this subordinate as cannon fodder for a test.
…
…
The next morning, sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains, scattering into the room and creating a warm, intimate atmosphere.
The room was filled with the scent of flowers from the night before, creating a lazy, comfortable feeling.
The two in the bed held each other tightly, both clinging to the other's warmth.
Thump-thump~
A knock sounded at the door.
"Silver Swordsman, breakfast is ready," the maid in the house announced.
After speaking, she went to Nobita's room next door, but fortunately, she didn't open the door, otherwise, she would have witnessed a sight that would haunt her for life.
"Oh… Jingya, wake up."
He exhaled and gently nudged the soft form lying on him, and a small head peeked out from under the covers.
Zheng Tai's hair was a bit messy, and his exposed shoulders were covered in tooth marks and scratches.
All caused by a shy little cat.
After changing into their armor, Nobi Hiroshi and Jingya went to the living room together. Doraemon and the others also arrived one after another, but only Nobita was absent.
A sound of vomiting echoed from the empty restroom.
"It smells so good!"
Catching the scent of delicious food, everyone's eyes lit up, and they all looked in the direction of the aroma.
Jingya rubbed her stomach, full of anticipation. Having expended too much energy, she really needed a good meal.
Although she had been filled with protein, that stuff wasn't very filling. Real food was much more effective.
Good food is very helpful for fatigue, first providing mental healing through the taste buds, and then physical healing through consumption.
In short, good food must never be let down. Long live good food!
"Mmm, delicious."
Holding her knife and fork, the girl's pink lips were stained with alluring, delicious meat juices.
Eating steak first thing in the morning was truly healthy.
"Nobita, you overslept again, didn't you? Come quickly and eat breakfast, it's really good."
Doraemon, eating a bean paste dessert similar to a Dorayaki, waved his hand contentedly.
"Hmm…"
Nobi Nobita lowered his head, sitting silently in his seat, full of worry.
He looked up at the breakfast in front of him.
Black bread, donuts, skewers of meat on small bamboo sticks, and milk.
"These… these things…"
With a surprised, slightly parted mouth, Nobi Nobita instantly lost his appetite, covering his mouth as if about to vomit, perhaps recalling unpleasant memories.
"Nobita, what's wrong?"
Little Duo La tilted his head in confusion; these things all looked delicious.
"N-nothing."
"I'm not hungry right now, you all eat."
Sadly pushing his chair back, Nobita forced a smile and went alone to the villa's balcony.
The warm breeze blew, and he felt quite melancholic.