A foreigner's journey

"Happy birthday to you~~Happy birthday to you~~Happy birthday to you↑↓~~Happy birthday to you↓~~"

A slightly off-tune birthday song sounded in Heather's rental house.

Gwen smiled and blushed. She sat at the table and watched her boyfriend clapping and singing for her, her eyes full of sweetness.

The previous formal birthday party had been held at Gwen's house. The Ben Parkers, Peter, the three sisters in the band, George Stacy and Heather, everyone brought their own gifts and the most sincere blessings to celebrate Gwen's eighteenth birthday.

Heather gave a physical novel of "Under the Spider's Web" as a birthday gift at the party. Everyone knew that the famous novelist "Raven" was actually Heather's pen name! Needless to say, George really looked at Heather with a new look, and no longer had the kind of murderous aura that a father-in-law had when looking at his son-in-law.

Perhaps George sensed Heather's sincerity towards Gwen, and that this boy was also capable of supporting the family and letting Gwen live a good life. This was enough for George, and his daughter's health and happiness were more important than anything else. Since his daughter liked Heather so much, George had to recognize this son-in-law.

After the birthday party, George was called away by the police station just after sending off other guests. And Gwen directly took Heather back to the small rental house to start the second half of the birthday party.

Plop! Heather was pushed to the sofa by Gwen, and couldn't help swallowing her saliva: "Madam, are you dissatisfied with my singing out of tune?"

"I am indeed a little dissatisfied, so you have to compensate me."

Gwen's face became more and more red, and she sat on Heather, wrapped her arms around her boyfriend's neck, and smiled charmingly.

"With pleasure, my lady." Heather held Gwen's slender waist with both hands and pulled her into her arms.

Both young people knew what was going to happen next, and they were ready.

Just when Gwen had already sat in Heather's arms and their breathing intertwined, there was a knock on the door of the rental house.

"Who is it? How annoying!" Gwen lay in Heather's arms, her eyes blurred.

"It's probably a door-to-door insurance salesman... Ignore him and he will leave on his own..." Heather buried her head in Gwen's neck, so he didn't want to get up and open the door, otherwise the good atmosphere would be completely broken?

But the knock on the door was persistent, as if 'if you don't open the door, I will keep knocking until the end of time'.

The two young people had no choice but to tidy up their messy clothes and get up from the sofa. Gwen slipped into the inner room, and Heather strode to open the door.

He swore that if the insurance salesman outside the door didn't give a legitimate reason, the Hell Raven would let him know today that not every door can be knocked casually.

But——

"Ding-ding-ding-ding!"

Rebecca, wearing a cat-ear cap, stood outside the door happily, raised her hands and cheered:

"Are you happy to see me?"

Heather's mouth twitched twice, and she felt that it was really difficult to pretend to be happy: "Miss Rebecca, are you okay?"

Do you think I should be happy?

Rebecca's face immediately fell: "Tsk, can't you give some positive feedback... Ouch!"

A slender hand reached out from the side and gently twisted Rebecca's ear, and the latter was pulled aside with a grin.

Moshi, wearing a silver-white dress, walked to the door and said apologetically: "I'm so sorry, it seems to disturb you?"

Facing Moshi with a motherly temperament, Heather couldn't get angry, so she could only open the door and turn sideways: "No, it's okay, Gwen and I are celebrating my birthday, please come in, Ms. Moshi, and Miss Rebecca."

The other party already knew the true identity of the ghost spider, so he didn't need to hide it.

Moshi walked into the hall gracefully, and then smiled and greeted Gwen who was sticking her head out of the back room: "Good evening, Miss Stacy."

Gwen's blush had not faded yet, and she looked particularly eye-catching against her fair skin. She said shyly: "Good evening, Ms. Moshi."

After that, she hid in the back room. From the rustling sound, she should be tidying up her clothes to make herself look more decent.

Heather took out two cans of drinks from the refrigerator and put them on the table. She sat on the chair opposite the sofa: "It's so late, is there something important?"

He was a little nervous. Could it be that the Fire Sword organization had some problems and needed a newbie like him to help? There were so many bigwigs in the organization. I was afraid that it would be useless if I went.

Moshi seemed to see Heather's somewhat uneasy heart, and smiled and comforted her: "Don't worry, we are just here to visit the new members of the organization and to wish Miss Stacy a happy birthday."

As he said that, Moshi gently poked Rebecca next to him with his elbow, and the latter reluctantly opened her voice and began to sing the birthday song:

"Happy birthday to you~~Happy birthday to you~~"

At this time, Gwen had just changed back into her skirt and walked out of the inner room, wiping the hem of her skirt. Hearing this, she waved her hands repeatedly: "Ah? I, I'm just celebrating my birthday, there's really no need to do this..."

What a joke, letting the big guy who killed Kingpin's gang in seconds sing a birthday song for her, Gwen was afraid that she couldn't bear it.

And Rebecca's singing was so bad that it was hard to say whether she did it on purpose.

At this time, Moshi took out a small gift box that had been wrapped, solemnly placed it on the table and pushed it forward:

"Miss Stacy, after all of us have discussed, the Sword of Fire decided to give you this gift as a gift for your eighteenth birthday."

Although I don't know what it is, seeing how serious Moshi is, and the gift given by all members of the Sword of Fire mentioned in his words, I think this thing is definitely not an ordinary item.

Gwen was startled and subconsciously looked at Heather. She didn't know how to refuse such a big gift.

Heather turned her head and looked at Moshi: "Ms. Moshi, Gwen is not a member of the organization, and she may not be able to afford such a big gift."

He was afraid that the Sword of Fire organization would target Gwen and absorb her. The enemies that such a powerful organization would face must be unprecedentedly powerful. Heather never wanted to see Gwen fall into danger.

"Please rest assured, this is just a birthday gift, not an invitation. Please accept it."

Moshi's smile was firm and could not be refused.

Heather sighed: "I guess your purpose of coming to me is not just to send birthday gifts?"

"Correct. We met on the battlefield of the Hero Association's defense war ten days ago. You did not reveal your identity as a member of the Fire Sword, which is good.

We hope that you can continue to be a hidden card.

On the one hand, it is to protect you who have not yet grown up, and on the other hand, we hope that you can achieve unexpected results as a hidden card."

Moshi said slowly,

"You must have met several members of the organization, and I think you must have questions to ask?"

Heather was silent for a few seconds, and then asked: "The person who shattered all the meteorite fragments, is he the [Star Sea Prince] who ranks first in the S-level of the Hero List?"

"Yes."

"I also saw a figure deep in the clouds. Is that also a member of the Fire Sword?"

"Oh, you mean her..."

Moshi looked at Heather meaningfully, then turned his head and said to the window:

"Don't you want to meet?"

Who is she talking to? Gwen and Heather looked at each other, puzzled.

Suddenly, a gentle breeze blew in the living room, and the wind quickly formed a vague vortex airflow.

The strange thing was that nothing in the living room was swept up by this sudden cyclone.

Soon, the cyclone dissipated, and a figure quietly appeared in the center of the living room.

This was a short-haired girl wearing a gray hooded cloak. She was about seventeen to eighteen years old. Her gray short hair was over her ears, and two small golden dragon horns extended from the gray short hair on her forehead. Her face was the most beautiful face Heather had ever seen, without a doubt. The facial features and face shape completely met the definition of [beauty].

The moment she appeared, a pair of orange-red vertical dragon pupils stared at Heather, never shifting for a moment.

Gwen was very alert at this moment. She could feel that Heather was not interested in Rebecca at all. Rebecca always joked with Heather just for fun, and Moshi could even be Heather's mother.

But the new gray-haired girl in front of her was different. Gwen felt that she had encountered a strong enemy she had never seen before.

Wait a minute, what kind of weird team is this? Why are there so many female members, and why are they all so beautiful? I feel like the people who set up this organization have ulterior motives!