In the French Ring, they are really my sisters

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Another black knife asked him, “Do you have anything to do with her, Your Highness?”

“Oh, it’s okay.” Roland shook his head. “It’s good to meet my mother. Just let her remember to go back with me tomorrow.”

“Hmm.” Torina wanted to interrupt them, but before she could say anything, her attention was drawn to Michaela.

Watching her brother’s easy and joyful success, Michaela couldn’t help but wonder who had the greater talent for prayer.

With his brother’s demonstration, he extinguished the torch and picked up a new one. He didn’t know the prayer his brother had just used, but he should be able to use the fire prayers of other giants.

This time, Michaela succeeded.

The flames rose again, and Black Knife appeared in the room. If they hadn’t just read Michaela’s research, the two Black Knifes would almost think he was playing a trick on them.

He breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Roland with eyes full of admiration. He and Tolina had been studying for an entire afternoon, but had not noticed that they needed to shift their focus from fire to surveillance.

My brother is really awesome.

Torina noticed the change in Michaela’s eyes, smiled proudly, opened her mouth wide, and nudged his arm with her elbow.

“I said my brother must have a way.”

“Yes, yes, yes.” Michaela looked at Torina, who was sometimes silly and sometimes smart. It should be said that her unconditional trust in her brother made her look smart.

The other girl is not stupid, she just depends on her brother more than him.

He put down the torch, turned around and asked, “Brother, do you have anything else to do next?”

“Yes, there is something.” Roland nodded, “I will be back in the evening, don’t worry.”

The three of them didn’t want Roland to leave, but he still had things to do. He couldn’t act like a spoiled child at this time and cause trouble for his brother.

He had just bought a lot of things in the commercial street, and they had all been delivered to the outside of the room.

Compared to other people, Melina and the two sewer brothers had limited movements, so Roland bought a lot of things for them.

He took a lot of food and the second half of the novel he wrote for Melina and headed for the forbidden elevator.

No one stopped him along the way. The Rodel knights only saluted him. After a day of propaganda, they were no longer surprised by Roland’s return.

By the time he reached the elevator, thick fog had risen around him, obscuring the surrounding scenery.

Melina, his sister.

Although he had asked her to call him brother before, that was just his little bad taste.

Unexpectedly, she was really his sister.

Roland thought for a moment, then stood on tiptoe, jumped with force, bent his knees to reduce the impact, and landed smoothly.

If he didn’t hold back a little, he might have made a hole in the wall.

The guarding noble of the Huangjuejinshu tree had obviously never been out, and he looked surprised to see Roland.

“Open the door.”

“Yes, Your Highness.”

The door was opened, the lights were bright, and the imprisoned girl raised her head slightly and looked towards the door.

The blond young man strode forward into the room with a bright smile.

“Little Melina, I’m here to see you.”

“Brother Godwin?” Melina was stunned, and then an expression of joy appeared on her face, a smile that she couldn’t suppress.

She was never wooden.

I just kept suppressing my emotions.

Roland, who grew up with her, knows this best.

He threw the food and gifts aside, walked behind the desk, picked up Melina, and spun her around the room.

“I’m sorry I haven’t been back and haven’t come to see you.”

“It’s okay.” Melina shook her head gently.

“I brought you a gift.” Roland took out a manuscript from his windbreaker pocket. “I wrote half of the story last time. You can keep it to entertain yourself.”

“Well, thank you, brother.” She smiled.

The blond young man sat on the chair and saw a dagger on the table. It seemed that he had not neglected his practice.

Judging from Marika’s words, Roland still only has half rare human blood, but Melina is her biological daughter created using the power of the Queen of Night Eyes. She is probably a complete rare human, no wonder she can use the black knife skills.

He looked at Melina in his arms, chatted with her, told her about the scenery of the magic academy, and talked to her about some things.

Melina smiled happily.

Time seemed to have gone back to a year ago, and her brother would come back from time to time and tell her stories.

Although some of the stories were inexplicable, they made Melina very envious, especially the background where the people were so wealthy that they could eat whatever they wanted and had a place to sleep.

The border area was still in a feudal society, a feudal society where divine power was greater than royal power, and there was even a sense of divine right of kings.

It is not surprising and understandable that she would yearn for such a society.

After chatting with her for a while, Roland took the initiative to ask her.

“Melina, do you really not know your own life experience?”

“I…Brother, I have a question about the story just now.”

He had asked Melina about it, but she said nothing and moved on from the subject.

When it was brought up again today, Melina wanted to continue what she did last time and change the topic to something else.

Roland raised his eyebrows and sighed, “Actually, I heard about it from my mother recently. Why didn’t you tell me?”

“My mother won’t let me say it.” Melina turned her head away and looked down, not daring to look at Roland. She wanted to listen to her mother, but she didn’t want to lie to her brother.

“I don’t mean to blame you.”

Roland shook his head and put his arm around her shoulders. “Don’t you feel uncomfortable? You can only be imprisoned in a small room, unable to go out, and unable to contact other people.”

“It’s okay. I have the stories my brother gave me. I can do it alone.” Melina has always been very tough and her tone was urgent, as if she was trying desperately to prove that her life was not bad.

She said: “I have a mission given to me by my mother. I will not live in this room forever.”

Roland pursed his lips with a complicated expression.

No, you will never need that mission, I will take care of everything.

He held Melina in his arms and said nothing, not wanting to break her immersion in her mission.

In the following time, Roland deliberately guided the topic in a light-hearted direction.

The two of them never stopped laughing, and the room was filled with a happy atmosphere.

As dinner was approaching, Melina grabbed his arm and asked in a low voice, almost pleadingly.

“Brother, can you have dinner with me? It’s been a long time since anyone has had dinner with me.”

Roland’s heart ached when he saw this. He nodded heavily, hugged her and walked to the door. He asked the Golden Tree nobles for two dinners and planned to spend the night with her.

He sat back down and replied, “Little Melina, I brought you a lot of clothes. Don’t you want to change into them?”

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Chapter 63: Will the Shining Golden Tree Have a Sewer?

“Huh? Actually, Sister Torina has given me a lot of clothes, and she even discussed with me which kind of clothes would please my brother.”

Melina supported her chin with both hands, jumped out of Roland’s arms, and ran to the side.

She found the clothes that Torina had sent her, held them in her arms, looked at Roland, and said.

“Brother, carry me on your back.”

“Oh.” He nodded and turned around.

Unlike all of them, the room where Melina was imprisoned was very small, and there were a large number of books and slates piled up, so there was actually very little usable space.

After a burst of rustling sounds, Roland felt someone hugging his neck, and the breath from their lips hit his earlobe, which was tingling and warm.

“Brother, you can turn around now.”

He turned around and the girl appeared in his field of vision.

Under the dim light, she was wearing a short maid outfit, knee-length white stockings and black high heels.

The firelight was dim, and I couldn’t see the blush on her face. I could only see a delicate white between the hem of her skirt and her stockings.

“Sister Torina said that brother would definitely like this outfit.”

“Yeah, very cute.”

Yan Luolan sat on the chair and reached out to touch Melina’s face.

Melina is completely different from the one in the game. Judging from her current personality, I’m afraid she must have gone through many years of hardships to become the cold and calm person in the game, who only shows emotional fluctuations when talking about Madness.

It can’t be related to his death.

He felt a little sad for a moment that their actions were not more intimate, and that this was enough between brother and sister.

Coincidentally, the voice of the Golden Tree noble was heard outside the door, interrupting their ambiguous atmosphere.

“Sorry, I’ll go get dinner.” Roland stood up, walked out the door, and got tonight’s meal.

A simple dinner of steak, vegetable salad and a bottle of wine.

Roland had originally planned to go drink with the two brothers from the sewer in the evening, but he didn’t expect that the noble of the Golden Tree would actually send him some wine. Unfortunately, he and Melina didn’t know how to drink.

Considering the nobleman’s strange expression, could it be that he was mistaken?

You think I have some weird habits?

Roland’s eyelids twitched, but he said nothing. He took the plate, sat back in his seat, looked at Melina who was still standing there, and asked.

“Sit down and eat.”

“Well, but we’ve changed into clothes. Sister Tolina told me that these are maid’s clothes. I was thinking… should I take this opportunity to feed my brother?” She hesitated, feeling a little embarrassed.

“Then let’s feed each other. I’m not used to being taken care of by others.”

Roland blinked, hugged Melina, let her sit in his arms, picked up the knife and fork, and cut a piece of meat.

If it were Torina, she would have started to act coquettishly and let him feed her. Marennia would be very happy and they would feed each other. Both of them had been fed by him since they were young, so they would not be shy at all.

Only Melina was so shy that she was trembling a little. She would sit in his arms with a red face, slightly opening her cherry pink lips, waiting for him to cut the meat and bring it to her mouth.

Roland thought her expression was very funny, so he made the cutting difficult on purpose and passed the meat over slowly.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, the firelight was hazy, as if melting many things.

For Melina, her world is incredibly small. Her mother hasn’t come to see her for a long time, and her sister Torina has only come to see her a few times in the past year.

Only Roland broke into this room one day and became Melina’s.

When my tongue touched the meat, it was still warm, very hot, and very juicy, and it fell apart with a light bite.

I really hope this happy day can last a little longer until she completes her mission.

She opened her eyes, reached out, picked up the knife and fork, cut a piece of meat, and put it in front of Roland.

“It’s my turn.”

The two of them spent a long time eating dinner, feeding each other, so their movements were naturally slow. Melina became less and less shy, probably because she had gotten used to the clothes.

Time passed little by little. Roland couldn’t live here, and Melina knew it.

She sent Roland away with a smile on her face, “Please come visit me more often, brother.”

“Don’t worry.” Roland nodded.

Are you worried that the part coming from the Queen of Night Eyes will cause Melina to lose control?

That’s why she was imprisoned here.

He didn’t know, but he could never let Melina lose her body again and become the spark that ignited the golden tree.

After saying goodbye to the smiling Melina, Roland took the elevator back alone.