I, a mercenary, became a beautiful silver-haired boy

Chapter 322

In the afternoon, the sun was still bright, and Serita woke up from her bed.

This nap was not comfortable. The bed was harder than she thought. It was better to say that she didn't think it was a bed. She was just sleeping on a wooden board with nothing on it.

Her body was sore all over. It was obvious that she was not used to such an environment. The air was not particularly fresh. Even if the hostess cleaned it very well, the air still exuded a strange smell.

Sitting on the bed, she was a little confused. She subconsciously stretched out her hands and waited for the servants to serve her. But after waiting for a while, there was no response. Serita realized that she had been away from home for a long time.

"You can't fall like this. If you only rely on others for everything, no one will agree with you!"

Patting her face and saying some encouraging words, Serita held the bed with one hand and showed a particularly determined look.

In the afternoon, she would go to the guild again to accept as many commissions as possible. She wanted to become an adventurer who could stand alone.

Her father was a noble adventurer with a diamond ID card. She was always proud of her father, but it was not easy for her to get his approval.

The other party had been overprotecting her, thinking that as a girl, she should not become a barbaric adventurer. She should just stay at home and receive all kinds of education and get married when the time was right.

Selita did not like this kind of life. This was the first time she rebelled against her father. She should control her own life, at least that was what she thought.

She firmly believed that as long as she became an independent adventurer and an excellent student at Freya Academy, her father would recognize her and see her potential as an adventurer and no longer consider the so-called marriage.

But to be honest, Selita was very uneasy. The first time she went out far away made her feel confused in the face of all kinds of things. Everyone who communicated with her always showed all kinds of complicated expressions, as if she had done something wrong.

Obviously, no one at home would ever show such an expression to her, let alone yell at her.

When Serita thought of this, Elena's face appeared in her mind. She looked so cute that people wanted to get close to her, but she was not only ruthless, but she was also a boy. This was really unbelievable.

She subconsciously looked at the mirror on the table. The reflection in the mirror was a blue, dignified but somewhat confused young lady.

Although it was a bit narcissistic to say so, Serita felt that she was still very good-looking. A beautiful appearance was also a kind of talent. Serita was very confident in her abilities.

But when she compared with Elena, her confidence began to waver. Her skin was so soft and fragile, and her hair was smooth and neat. Looking at her, she actually felt inferior.

As a boy, he was better than her, a young lady. This was really hard to accept.

"Don't be so discouraged anymore. This is not an important thing. Good looks do not mean you can become an excellent adventurer. Father has a scar on his face. But he married a beautiful wife like mother. There will still be many people who respect him!"

Pumping herself up again, she climbed down from the bed and changed her clothes clumsily. She tied up her messy blue hair into a high ponytail.

She subconsciously reached for her waist, but the empty feeling made her stunned. Then she remembered that she had taken her sword to be repaired.

She was also very embarrassed about the weapon. She really didn't realize that her ability actually caused such a great burden on the weapon. Obviously, the sword she used normally would not have any problems, although she used a different sword every time.

I'm afraid that the servants would take the sword for repair every time they changed it. Selita always held a brand new blade in her hand.

"Go to Elena to borrow it. Will she lend it to me?"

Selita thought about it and walked out of the room. She knocked on the door next door with some trepidation. If she remembered correctly, Elena was also temporarily living here.

"Come in."

Sure enough, Elena's cold voice came from the room. When she opened the door, she saw a slender silver figure sitting by the bed studying something.

"I asked you to come in, and you really came in?"

However, Elena looked up and looked at Selita with a speechless expression. Before going to bed, she just said not to trust others casually and not to let men enter her room casually.

But Selita didn't seem to have any reverse thinking at all. Not being able to let men enter the room also meant that she couldn't enter the man's room.

"But Elena, you are not a bad person."

Selita said seriously, although her words sounded as naive as they could be."Have you forgotten what I said? Don't trust others easily, even me."

"But I don't think you are a bad person, Elena, because bad people won't say these things to me."

"...You are quite good at talking."

Elena was obviously refuted by Serita's "wrong logic". If he was really a bad person, he would not teach Serita so many things. In any case, he warned the other party out of concern.

"So what do you want?"

Closing the book in his hand and placing it on his thigh, Elena tilted his head and looked at Serita, not knowing how lovable his action at this moment was.

"I want... I want to take my sword, you know, I took my sword to be repaired."

It was very uncomfortable for Serita to ask for things from strangers. Even at home, she rarely asked others for things.

After all, even if she didn't ask, the servants would prepare it for her in advance, and even the money on her was given to her by her mother from time to time as pocket money.

At that time, Serita complained that she couldn't even leave the house, so what was the point of having so much money?

She had never thought that she would run away from home with the money. If she didn't even have the money, Serita would really be unable to move, and she wouldn't have to run so far.

"You want a sword? Take the sword from me and then break it?"

Elena raised his eyebrows and said, no matter what, he was an apprentice of the blacksmith. After taking a look at the condition of the sword, he also understood that Serita's habit of using the sword was very bad.

He couldn't understand how the other party made the sword look like this. It's impossible to hold a steel sword and chop the stone hard, right? Even if you chop the stone, the damage to the blade should not be all over the body, at most there will be some cracks and cracks.

Elena's words made Serita lower her head. She had no way to refute. Even she knew that it was not a good thing to break other people's things.

"It's not that I won't give it to you, but I need to first figure out why you would damage the weapon so much. It's impossible that I'll break one if I give it to you, right?"

Seeing Serita's expression, Elena's expression softened a little as he explained. He didn't want the other party to misunderstand.