I let the protagonist of the abuse article change his life [Quick Transmigration]

really weird.Adrian thought.Why did his knight still look so sad when he clearly said to let Feit get what he wanted?

"Eddie," the brown-haired young man ignored the bleeding wound on his body, but focused on looking at his sweetheart in front of him, "You don't need to sympathize with me like this."

Adrian: "..."

He was almost speechless.After a while, I found my voice, and said strangely: "Sympathy?"

Feit said sadly: "If you can develop feelings for me, why wait until now? Listen to me and forget what happened today. When the power of the curse is removed, I will not show any traces."

Adrian listened, blinking his eyes slowly.

He felt dazed.How long did Feit, his Feit, suffer from this feeling without realizing it?That's why it's so desperate, so painful.

"Would you blame me?" The silver-haired young man asked him subconsciously, "I didn't see it at all—if it wasn't for little Jonalin, I'm afraid I wouldn't know it until now, but you actually..."

"No!" His words obviously made Veit even more uneasy.Before Adrian could finish speaking, he began to shake his head, and then said in an eager tone: "It's my fault that I had thoughts that I shouldn't have!"

"What's wrong with love?" Adrian said.After the words fell, he smiled again.

He found it incredible.Obviously before this, when he heard the poet eulogizing like this, he only felt that the other party was moaning without illness.But now, looking at Feit, he felt that this was very correct.

It's just that Feit's pale complexion reminded him that his knight still has unhealed wounds.

"Put down the sword and drink the potion." Adrian said in a tone that could not be refused, "Then, throw away your presumptuousness."

There was a struggle on Faith's face.He could clearly feel that Adrian's gaze was sweeping over his face inch by inch.

This kind of gaze is like a flame, which has been extinguished by him before it can be ignited, but still has a lingering fire in his heart.

"Finally," Adrian demanded, "come and kiss me."

Faith remained motionless.

Adrian accentuated his accent and told him: "This is an order. Feit, you once swore allegiance to me. Now, do you want to listen to me?"

The knight's footsteps finally began to move.

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What's it like to have a knight who is too hard on himself?

Adrian has answered this question for many years.But before today, all his experience revolved around "Fayt went to a dangerous place again, he always said that only by improving his strength can he protect me better, but obviously I just want him to stay by my side safely "—Today, everything finally ushered in a "breakthrough".

It was only when the bloody kiss fell that Adrian realized that Faith had bitten the tip of his own tongue during the period of silence.

He would rather hurt himself like that than "hurt" Adrian.

Adrian's heart softened at this discovery.He spontaneously wrapped his arms around the back of Feit's neck. When his lips and tongue began to tingle slightly, he took a breath, turned his head and said, "Medicine! Take the medicine first—well."

Kissed again.

A shiver ran up his spine, and for the first time Adrian felt as if he was going to be rubbed into his body by another person.And like everything he'd tried with Veit before, he wasn't bored at all, he just liked it.

Even the bloody kiss had a different taste.

His fingers were in Fait's hair, and even the fingertips were soft.

But Adrian didn't sink too much, he was still thinking in his heart: "Drug! Drink the medicine! Faith."

After these words, he swore that he heard the complaint coming out of Veit's throat.

That is not a specific sentence, but a kind of coquettishness similar to that of a monster raised by humans when facing its master.

Adrian laughed at his analogy.His eyes were slightly bent, and he touched Fait's side face intimately and proactively, and continued to demand: "Drink the potion." After a pause, feeling the knight's hot body temperature, he showed a slightly troubled smile , speaking in a coaxing tone, "Fayt, are we going to be here?"

Feit's body straightened up slightly.Adrian looked at it and realized that his knight was nervous again.

He cut the mess quickly, and poured the remaining half bottle of potion into Feit's mouth.Then continue to order: "Open your mouth, let me see your tongue - very good, the wound has healed." The biggest problem was solved, and Adrian breathed a sigh of relief, and he could think wholeheartedly.

"It's actually nice here," he murmured.Plants are everywhere, and it is a safe and comfortable place for mages who are naturally close to wood elements.

However, if it is the first time, do you still need to make some preparations, don't be too eager and abrupt?

He mused.After a while, it seemed that from that moment onwards, Feit had become quiet.

Adrian looked up at him.I had already prepared myself mentally, thinking that I would meet a pair of thick black eyes.But unexpectedly, the knight's eyes returned to a mild brown color.

He didn't let go of Adrian's hand, like holding his own rare treasure.

But the protection of the treasure has already satisfied him.Even if it doesn't go further, the Cavaliers are happy.

What a lovely knight.Adrian thought from the bottom of his heart.

He pursed his mouth slightly, then leaned towards Faith, called the other person's name, and then kissed him tenderly.

"I've decided," Adrian said. "We can try this... um, or something like that later. Today, just stay in town for the night."

Feit tightened his arms around his waist and replied in a low voice, "Okay."

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The itinerary that could have been completed in "one afternoon" has been expanded to "one afternoon, plus the next morning".

Then continue to extend.After spending the second afternoon, the third morning, and even another afternoon in the town, the Duke of Langton and his knights finally returned to the valley.

The dark power has disappeared from Feit.As before, he stayed safely behind the duke.

After the Duke looked sideways at him, he hesitated a little, then took another step and stood beside Duke Langton.

Seeing this, Adrian showed a slight smile, then corrected his expression, and said: "As I said before, we will make a preliminary classification of the orcs."

Faith nodded.

Adrian raised his eyebrows: Why are you still not moving.

Feit said: "Then I'm in charge of the east area, and you are in the west."

Adrian understood.Those orcs who are more fierce and dangerous are locked in the east, while those who are more inclined to "showcase" exist in the west.As before, Feit kept the hard nuts for himself, and placed easier and simpler tasks in front of Adrian.

Adrian didn't refuse.He knew that Feit, as a fighter, was indeed better at dealing with the former.

But he didn't say nothing.After nodding, Veit was about to leave.Adrian stopped the other party, and when Feit turned his head to look at him in surprise, he reminded him: "Did you forget something?"

Faith had a blank look on his face.

The corners of Adrian's lips curled up, and his chin lifted slightly.

Feit looked at him, the blankness on his face gradually turned into uncertainty, and then tenderness.

He moved closer to Adrian again, placing a kiss on the young Duke's cheek.

As with any knight when he or she is separated from their lover, Faith followed tradition by telling Adrian: "I'll be back soon."

"If you don't come back," Adrian said, "I'll go find you." His only thought was: So that's it.

The corners of Feit's lips curled up a little, and he said, "I'm looking forward to it."

They each spent a whole day, and finally made a preliminary count of the number of orcs.

There are nearly [-] similar to "warriors", and more than [-] more like "showcases".

Language issues are resolved in the statistical process.The two each found some orcs who had experience in dealing with humans. Although they were equally distrustful of Adrian and Feit, at least they were able to communicate.

One of them obviously knows a lot about human history.While the others were still looking at Adrian with hostility, the orc had already revealed a thoughtful look.

When the other party's thoughtfulness turned into sympathy, Adrian immediately followed up and said, "The mermaid has already left. You are very close to the place where they were originally held, and you should know that this is the truth."

The orc didn't answer this question, but instead asked Adrian: "What about you?"

Judging from his tone, he seemed to regard Adrian as a "commodity" who once stayed in Jonalin's valley.It's just that he didn't know what happened to him, and he was able to escape from the trapped situation.

Not only did he leave by himself, but he also turned around, wanting to make Jonalin's family lose their business completely.

As Adrian listened, it seemed that he had done the right thing by showing his face in front of them.

"Don't worry about me," he said. "When the valley is empty, I will go naturally—so, do you want to agree to our terms? Either pay money or work. Yes, make a decision quickly."

Orc: "Why don't you just let us go?"

Adrian: "Do you know how much the contract scroll with those humans cost me?"

Orc: "You can directly kill—"

Adrian: "Then, let the mermaid swim into the sea with luck?"

The orc fell silent.He was probably thinking about the logic in Adrian's voice, and then realized that there seemed to be nothing to refute.

He finally said, "I...can help you communicate with other orcs." That counts as "contribution."

Adrian said bluntly, "Deal."

The author has something to say:

Others think of it: danger, danger!

Adrian Fait: Weak, helpless, pathetic

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