The sudden light rain continued until four in the morning, and a misty water vapor permeated the dream-like forest.
"..."
Lying quietly on the wooden floor, Knightwalker stared blankly at the ceiling, her crimson lips slightly parted as she panted continuously, as if she had lost all her strength.
Nine times—
She remembered the number very clearly.
Only after that guy had recited the number with a delighted expression did he stop the physical and mental torture.
"Want some water?"
Roland squatted beside her, thoughtfully holding a cup of hot water, and asked with a slight smile.
The gentle, sunny smile paired with his handsome face might have made an ordinary woman blush uncontrollably, but Knightwalker was clearly no ordinary woman.
"Get lost..."
An extremely hoarse voice sounded. Knightwalker turned her head to the side, completely ignoring the bastard.
She had been a fountain for five hours last night. It was a wonder she wasn't cursing him out loud.
"Such a hot temper. It seems the training wasn't enough. In that case—"
"Wait!"
Before he could finish, Knightwalker's eyes widened in an instant, a rare look of panic and humiliation on her face.
If that stimulating thing happened a few more times, she would definitely die!
"I'm... I'm sorry! I was wrong! I shouldn't have spoken to you in that tone!"
She gritted her teeth, her voice intermittently begging for mercy.
"When you apologize, what should you call me?"
Roland's fingertips traced the girl's firm abdomen, feeling the cool moisture on it, as he leaned in and reminded her softly by her ear.
"Ma-Master..."
Taking a deep breath, Knightwalker tried to suppress the anger in her heart and forced a smile.
Although it was clear she was being forced to say it, Roland accepted the address.
After all, this kind of training... had to be done step by step. In any case, they had plenty of time to spend together.
"After you've rested, put on this set of clothes. Your original clothes are unwearable anyway."
Roland reached out and tucked the hair by her cheek behind her ear, then placed the prepared black backless outfit beside her and said with a smile.
As for her original clothes—they had been soaked during the third time last night.
Even if they were washed and dried, Knightwalker probably wouldn't wear them.
"...Master."
Knightwalker murmured as if resigning herself to her fate.
"That's right. You have to keep being this obedient."
Roland patted her head in satisfaction, then stood up and walked to the window, pulling open the closed curtains.
Soft sunlight shone into the room, seeming to dispel some of the dampness.
Facing the sudden light, Knightwalker subconsciously half-closed her eyes and forced her weak body to stand up.
Her long, crimson hair fell down her back and over her shoulders, covering her graceful figure. From a distance, she looked like a finely crafted statue.
Knightwalker clutched her chest and slowly bent down to pick up the black clothes on the floor. As the full view of the outfit was revealed, the corner of her eye twitched.
The clothes she usually wore were daring enough, but compared to this shoulder-baring outfit that resembled a sexy apron... they could only be described as conservative.
Fortunately, Roland also knew what Soi Fon's casual outfit was like, so he had thoughtfully prepared a white inner shirt to prevent any wardrobe malfunctions.
...
In the first-floor hall.
As the two of them walked down the stairs, many members immediately greeted them in a friendly manner.
"Good morning, Mr. Roland!"
Natsu waved at him with a smile, looking very polite.
"Why... why is that Fairy Hunter still here?"
Noticing Knightwalker following behind him, Gray, who was sitting beside them, stiffened slightly and muttered fearfully.
It was clear that the psychological trauma from being hunted for so long could not be overcome after such a short period of interaction.
What's more... many of their familiar comrades in the guild had died at her hands.
Looking at the crowd, who were angry but too afraid to act, Roland couldn't help but sigh.
The Edolas guild, compared to the one on the other side, was indeed too weak—both in strength and spirit.
If it were the guild from the original world, they would have charged forward without fear, even if there was no chance of victory.
"After Mirajane and Lisanna come out, let's set off for the nearest town."
Roland said without turning his head.
Compared to the rather boring Fairy guild, he was more interested in strolling through a parallel world's town to see if he could buy any nice local products.
"..."
Knightwalker didn't reply, just quietly followed behind him.
By the time the two sisters, Mirajane and Lisanna, came down, Roland had already planned the route to the town of Luen.
"Eh—we're leaving so early?"
Lisanna poked her head out from behind Mirajane and said with a surprised expression.
She thought they would be leaving this afternoon.
"We're currently on the continent west of the Royal Capital. We have to cross a strait in the middle. If we don't set off early, we won't have enough time to get to the Royal Capital later."
Placing the map drawn by Knightwalker on the table, Roland explained seriously.
According to Knightwalker, without relying on Legion or magical transportation, it would take at least four or five days to reach the Royal Capital from here.
"I can leave at any time."
Mirajane looked at the planned route and said in a soft voice.
The main reason for coming to Edolas was to find her sister. Now that her sister was found, there was naturally nothing urgent left to do.
Although she didn't know why Roland wanted to go to the Royal Capital, he must have had his reasons.
"Since you've both said so, I have no objections either."
Lisanna sighed with her hand on her hip, then quickly returned to the second-floor bedroom to bring down the luggage she had packed last night.
Taking advantage of this time, Mirajane turned her head to look at Knightwalker, a trace of doubt flashing in her watery blue eyes.
She had been curious since just now—why did today's Erza look so tired, as if she hadn't woken up properly?
"Um, Erza... didn't you sleep last night?"
Looking at the dark circles under her eyes, Mirajane couldn't help but tilt her head and ask.
"..."
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