Chapter 180 Yordle?!
?Hearing that, Claire's body trembled a bit. Lathel felt that what he said was harsh. If he were in the modern world, he would have been slapped by this girl.
However, he can only tell the truth. Firstly, he was worried that Claire was following Malina's orders and trying to get close to him to cause trouble.
Secondly, if these were Claire's true feelings, Lathel thought that perhaps she had encountered too many bad things in this world.
So, like he said, when he treated Claire well, she mistook this gentleness for love, which was even more troublesome.
By the time she realises this world has much better things, she will regret today's decision.
That's why he can only say frankly what he thinks.
Lathel saw Claire bow her head, she clutched her lovely dress while trembling, then sighed.
"Okay, Claire, I think you can think carefully." Lathel comforted: "If you realise that this world has many warm things and you still like me, then I will accept you."
Claire raised her head, her eyes shining as she looked at him: "Are you telling the truth?"
Lathel was startled. He looked at her eyes, which were wet but filled with so much hope that they shone. He forced a smile and said: "Of course. I also like you a little, you are also very beautiful. You should know that... men are very greedy creatures. As long as you are beautiful, I can like you."
Claire smiled, her smile was like a sunflower full of hope at dawn, and this startled Lathel.
'Ack! I... I feel like a bastard tricking a stupid girl.'
*Sigh* 'Okay, whatever happens will definitely happen, I don't need to think too much.'
Claire happily rushed towards Lathel and, without thinking, hugged him tightly, and buried her head in his chest.
"Thank you, Lathel. Really thank you." Claire said, her body trembling with joy.
"You... Why are you thanking me."
"Hehehe... nothing. Can you let me hug you for a bit?" Claire said as she smiled.
"Of course. I am not losing anything, so I will enjoy the benefits you give me." Lathel said.
He also felt the softness of the two mountains in front of Claire's chest pressing tightly against his chest.
'Ah! How wonderful! Is this a man's paradise...' Lathel raised his head to look at the sky, as he felt comfortable.
As Claire was greedily inhaling the manly scent of Lathel, many thoughts appeared in her heart.
'Lathel... He's so nice. He was afraid that if he used his identity to stand next to him, he would be laughed at by others, so he politely refused.'
'Lathel, don't worry. I will definitely become stronger and have a higher status to match you.'
'Malina... If she causes trouble for you, then... I will also protect you.'
Claire, in her heart, has determined that Lathel is her life's goal.
Lathel did not realise that this world was different from Earth. The status of servants and nobles is not the same, but completely different.
Although Lathel's words made it seem like he had become a bastard, in this world, it was a promise that transcended social status.
Of course, such a promise made Claire extremely happy, however, no one explained this misunderstanding.
"Okay, you... How long are you going to hug me?" Lathel sighed and spoke.
Claire rubbed her head against his chest and replied, "I want to hug you forever."
Lathel: "..."
It seemed that after seeing how gentle Lathel was, Claire's courage also increased a lot.
Outside, Meryl walked beside Amleth, bowed her head, and said: "Master, you cannot kill that girl named Claire."
"What?!" Amleth stopped walking and glanced at Meryl.
However, Meryl was not afraid, her face had no other emotions. She said very calmly: "The Church has issued an invitation, anyone who harms her will become their enemy."
Hearing that, Amleth gritted her teeth, swung her hand, and punched the wall next to her.
BAM!
The wall shattered, but Amleth's hand was intact. The bones in her hand were broken; however, she didn't seem to feel any pain, as she was still clenching her fists.
"Damn it! The church, again, the church. Catheryne, Farmyrth, the Church, wait and see... I... Amleth, I swear I will tear you to pieces."
On a very luxurious carriage, Catheryne sat still, she was frowning as if thinking about something.
At this time, Akna appeared, stood outside the carriage, bowed her head, and said: "Master."
"Investigate that girl." Catheryne said: "If her identity is clean, letting her be a toy for the young master is a good thing."
"If her body is not clean, kill her!"
Akna bowed her head: "Yes, I understand."
...
Lathel who was sitting and eating suddenly shivered. He felt extremely scared and uncomfortable. It was as if someone was looking at him with bloodthirsty eyes.
Lathel looked around, saw no one, and felt a bit strange.
'Why does this feeling appear so much? Did... when I came to this world, didn't I feel safe?'
Lathel felt that his speculation seemed very reasonable. Even though Alec signed a peace contract with him, that idiot always wanted to cause trouble with him.
Besides, Lilith, Malina, and even Claire also wanted to cause more trouble for him.
He sighed, as he felt that danger and trouble always surrounded him.
Luckily, he has a system that always helps him, making him much more comfortable.
"Some creature is approaching you." Cauldron suddenly spoke, startling Lathel.
He asked: "What is that creature? Is it strong?"
"No, but... perhaps you should meet that creature for a bit."
Hearing Cauldron's words, Lathel looked towards the forest and saw a small, somewhat adorable creature.
"Yordle?!" Lathel spoke silently.
Seeing that, Claire also looked in the direction he was looking. When she saw the creature, she shouted: "Lathel, watch out! I will protect you!"
Lathel: "..."
"Wait! Please calm down a bit." He sighed and said.
Lathel looked closely again at the creature that had just appeared. That creature looked like it belonged to the dwarf race; no, that creature was even smaller than a member of the dwarf race.
It was about 30–40 cm tall, it wore a red robe, a purple pointed witch hat, and carried a chopstick-like stick in its hand.
And, of course, Lathel could tell that the creature was female.
"What... race is that?"
"You just said the name of the race, why are you asking me now?" Cauldron answered in an annoyed tone.
Lathel: "..."