Wonderful trip to another world

Early in the morning, a new day began.

At the front end of the commercial vehicle, Earth Dragon was arching Belen's cheek with his head, and the latter gradually woke up because of the movement.

'Um...it's daytime?"

Belén grabbed his hair, then stood up and got lazy. He turned his head and looked at the first car. After blinking, he walked to the second car and took a towel and a set of clothing. Later, walked towards the river below.

Think about it, I haven't bathed in two days.

Because Sister Latier and Lattes have not woken up yet, it's still early, so I don't rush to make breakfast because it just happens that there is a deep stream. Take a bath first.

Belén took off his clothes very simply, then jumped into the stream and wiped his body with water. He looked at the bandage on his left hand and untied it, revealing the crusted back of his hand.

It should be a few days.

Belen continued to wipe his body, and didn't care too much about the injury on his hand. After all, it was scratched by magic, and it would take a few days to heal.

After washing his hair and body, Belem walked ashore, wiped the water off his body with a towel, put on a new set of white clothes, put on shoes and walked up with the changed clothes.

Belen put the clothes back into a wooden basket in the carriage first, and when he came out with the ingredients and tools, he happened to hit something very soft.

"Woo."

It was Latier who was knocked a step away. She looked at Belen who was dressed in white, and then showed a surprised expression.

"Mr. Belen."

"Morning, Latier."

"Well, early."

Belen, who was about to prepare breakfast, suddenly looked at Latier weirdly. He found that the latter was staring at him with those beautiful cat pupils and couldn't help but ask in confusion.

"Is there something unwashed on my face?"

"No, it's just that I found out that Mr. Belém is really handsome."

"what?"

Hearing Latier's words, Belen showed a weird look, but then, he turned away and scratched his cheek, seeming a little embarrassed.

At this time, La Tier suddenly turned his eyes on Belém's wet hair, hands on his hips, showing a very dissatisfied expression.

"Mr. Belén, this won't work, my hair is still wet!"

"Huh? It doesn't matter, right."

"How come it doesn't matter, you sit down!"

Under the push of La Tier, Belen had no choice but to sit down, and then La Tier went to take a dry towel and put it on Belen's head and wiped her hair.

"Obviously, as long as Mr. Belém organizes himself well, there will be many girls who like it, but Mr. Belém is sometimes very sloppy."

"It's really weird to be taught by a five-year-old girl."

"Why is Mr. Belén so unconscious?"

Belen also felt helpless for Latier's "strictness", but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, but he didn't hate it.

after awhile.

"All right!"

Latiel tidied up Belen's hairstyle, then retracted his hand, showing a smile, his eyes fell on Belen's face, with a surprised look.

"Mr. Belen is really handsome."

"Stop talking about this, it's alright, I'm going to make breakfast."

Belén turned his head unnaturally, then walked outside, set up the tools, and started cooking.

"What a special discovery."

La Tier covered her mouth and chuckled, then with a happy mood, she hopped to the side of Belen, joking very intimately.

The lid of the pot was covered, but it was still difficult to conceal the scent that emanated from it, and Lattes was standing by, helping to cut the ingredients.

From time to time, Belen glanced aside Latier, he found that the latter was very skillful in cutting vegetables, and he was a little surprised, but he still couldn't help but speak.

"Actually these can be handed to me."

"Is Mr. Belém underestimating me?"

"No... I'm afraid..."

Before he finished speaking, Belen stopped his mouth. He found that La Tier was looking at him with a smile, and then stopped saying anything, withdrawing his eyes and continuing to fiddle with the miso soup in the pot.

"I was also very good at cooking in my hometown, so Mr. Belén doesn't need to worry about cutting my fingers."

Belen also became a little unnatural for Latier seeing through his worries, he responded softly, and ignored Latier, who was smiling.

"smell good..."

Hearing a soft voice from the side, Belen and La Tier also turned their heads and looked at them, and found La Tisi was wearing a suspender nightdress, looking at both of them with bright and big eyes.

"Lattes, why did you come out in this way? My sister will take you to change your clothes."

At this moment, one of the two slings on Latise's body was about to fall off her shoulders. Seeing her younger sister's appearance, Latil cried out in dissatisfaction.

Then, La Tier pulled La Tis back into the carriage and forced her younger sister to change clothes, so she couldn't run out in her pajamas.

Seeing such a situation, Belen also shook his head helplessly, but for some reason, his mood became more happy at this moment.

After a long time, the three of them filled their stomachs. After eating, they cleaned and tidied everything. The three of them drove a ground dragon and a commercial vehicle toward the distance.

Three full hours passed, Belen and others came to the next city, and when they passed the street, they saw a group of people dressed differently.

"Mr. Belem, are those... knights?"

"Ok."

Belen's gaze swept across a group of people slowly walking by the side of the road. Those people were wearing white and silver armor with white and silver scabbards on their waists.

"It looks really majestic."

Hearing these words, Belen glanced at Latier, he found that the latter's eyes were flashing with respect, and asked curiously.

"Does Lattes really like knights?"