Spearman's Fate

With the end of the "memory", Lancer also gradually regained consciousness. He tried to convince the other party, and told the other party that he was definitely not the person she was looking for. But definitely not a good man.

But before he could open his mouth, he heard Medea's confession.

'Do not!I know!Because... because I love Lord Lancer! '

Listening to Medea's confession, it would be a lie to say that he was unhappy, but then his heart became extremely heavy, and he even began to think that if he was really controlled, would it be better?

Is there any 'forbidden medicine'?one more bottle!

Chapter 88 Lancer...Your Excellency...are you...waking up?

Maybe it was because she finally said all the words buried in her heart, so Medea simply stopped hiding, and her feelings for Lancer kept gushing out like a tide.

Because she was too emotional, Medea didn't notice Lancer's abnormality at all. No, it should be said that even Circe didn't notice Lancer's "playing dead". The Lancer who hit him also began to shake a little.

Of course, the wavering is definitely not because of the acceptance of the other party, but because of 'guilt'.

Lancer is quite a person, he is very clear that he is definitely not as good as the other party said.

But it was this weak wavering that Circe noticed, and the arms that were originally around Lancer's waist suddenly moved up and wrapped around Lancer's neck.

Medea was a little surprised by this sudden reaction. After all, the two were still in the stage of 'debating' just now. Why did the other party directly attack?Does it mean to use force?No, isn't my aunt already overpowered?But before she made a move to stop the other party, the next sentence made Medea stunned.

"Aren't you going to keep playing stupid? Honey~"

The tone was as sweet as ever, but what she said was like a bomb. Medea's face turned red with a 'poof'.

"Lance... Your Excellency... Are you... awake?"

"Uh...that...um."

Lancer hesitated for a moment and wanted to continue playing stupid, but in the end he didn't choose to evade, not only because he felt that playing stupid was useless, but also because he knew it was too rude to play stupid at this time.

Leaving aside Circe for the time being, like Medea, she mustered up the courage to say these words, and she used "Sorry, I didn't hear" to prevaricate the past, which is simply an insult to the other party's determination.

Facing Lancer's affirmative answer, Medea even lowered her head, but soon she bit her lip and raised her head.

"Your Excellency Lancer, my heart is sincere, you... what do you think! I hope you can tell me!"

Seeing the other person's mixed expression of shyness, excitement, fear and determination, Lancer sighed in his heart.

"I am not a good man, but Medea, you are a good girl. You are entitled to a perfect love that belongs to you. The one who will accompany you for the rest of your life should be an excellent prince who will love you wholeheartedly... ..."

Lancer tried his best to make his voice more gentle, but he didn't notice that Medea's eyes became more determined following his words.

"I do not want!"

Medea, who usually gives people the impression of a literary girl, is holding a staff in both hands at this time, baring her teeth and claws like a cat whose tail has been stepped on.

"I don't know if I will meet the 'Prince' you mentioned, Lord Lancer, but I know that I will meet you now! And you have already taken my heart away, how can I look at others again !"

Obviously tall enough to reach his chest, but seeing Medea approaching him step by step at this time, Lancer felt an abnormal pressure, but before he could open his mouth to comfort her, Lancer kept wrapping his neck around his neck Circe came to make trouble again.

"That's right~ That's it, Medea, you are worthy of being my niece and my disciple~"

Obviously they were still arguing before, but at this time Circe started to support Medea. As for Medea on the other side, she didn't seem to think that Circe would suddenly speak for her, and she was taken aback for a while, but then her expression was more stubborn.

Seeing that Circe's expression did not look like a fake at all, Lancer didn't know how to complain for a while.

He is obviously a BBA, but his thinking logic is like that of a child. He also felt very headache after reading the other party's experience from the perspective of a bystander.

If the other party hurt everyone on the Argo, no matter what the other party experienced, Lancer would not hesitate to attack the other party. When they wake up they don't necessarily remember what happened tonight.

The main premise of the hostility between the two sides has not changed, but the stance has changed from unrelenting to a child's prank. Lan Se didn't know what to say for a while.

A legitimate LOLIBBA who is obviously older than himself is courting him, and he shot him dead...

I always feel that the picture is a bit heavy, and the original awe-inspiring murderous aura has faded away.

But even if there is no killing intent, Lancer still does not intend to accept the other party's courtship.

The other party yearns for 'love', so why not Lancer?

Alone, he has been trying to find his own home and family, so it is impossible for him to hurt the people he values ​​for others.

"Circe."

"What's the matter? Honey~"

Circe, who hugged Lancer's neck, didn't seem to hear the seriousness in Lancer's voice at all. At this moment, her eyes were full of happiness and tenderness.

"I'm not the one you were expecting."

Without the slightest sloppiness, Circe is different from Medea. It is precisely because he knows what Circe has experienced, so he also knows that as long as there is the slightest hesitation in his voice, the other party will not give up.

It can be said that the cold voice made Circe stunned for a moment. She raised her head and looked at Lancer as if she wanted to confirm if she had heard wrong just now, but she was greeted by firm eyes.

Circe, who was originally full of tenderness and bewilderment, began to panic.

"I can love you with all my heart, I can even create your own world for you, everything you need, so don't..."

Stretching out his right hand to try to touch Lancer's cheek was held by Lancer. Circe was also happy, but what Lancer said next was to send her to hell.

"Love doesn't need to be so humble. Love is definitely not a unilateral contribution by one party...at least it seems like this to me."

The serious expression gradually became gentle. Lancer also knew that the other party's heart had been distorted by decades of experience, so he tried his best not to irritate the other party. All the experience of stroking cats over the years.

"One day, you will also reap your own 'love', but not now. And now I also need to get back the people I love and who love me."