After all, his mental strength level was different from that of ordinary people. Xingyuan opened his eyes less than half an hour after falling asleep.

This is the dormitory of their No. 1 Demon Hunting Group in the Exorcist Camp. Next to him is Cai'er, who is sleeping facing him with her hand on Xingyuan's chest.

Cai'er said that ever since she inherited the legacy of the Reincarnation Spirit Furnace and received special assassin training from her great-grandfather, she has not slept at all, and has been restoring her energy through meditation.

She said if it weren't for Xingyuan, she might never fall asleep again in her life.

She was afraid of returning to that cold cave in her dreams. She was afraid of dreaming of Xingyuan covered in blood, blocking the sword energy of the Sword of Samsara for her. She was afraid of dreaming of the days that followed year after year, day and night, when she opened her eyes she would fight and hone her martial arts, and when she closed her eyes she would meditate and practice...

Only when she was with Xingyuan could she sleep soundly like this, forget the misfortunes and pains of her childhood, and feel her only happiness.

Hey……

Xingyuan glanced at Cai'er who was sleeping beside him, and quickly looked away.

Cai'er's perception is very sensitive. If he looked at her sleeping face for a while longer, she would wake up.

Xingyuan planned to let Caier rest for a while. Although she didn't look tired, he still hoped that she could enjoy this short rest time more.

"You're awake."

It’s a pity that Cai’er has already woken up. Her hand on Xingyuan’s chest should have allowed her to clearly detect the changes in Xingyuan’s heart rate, and she would have known at once whether he was awake or not.

"Ah."

Seeing Cai'er wake up, Xingyuan rubbed his eyes and sat up from the double bed they were on.

"Won't you get some more sleep?"

Cai'er had long since changed out of her tight assassin combat uniform and was now wearing a lavender suspender nightgown that Xingyuan had specially gone to a garment store to have made for her by a tailor during the trials they had participated in in the Holy City. Her whole demeanor looked unusually lazy, with a hint of charm that didn't belong to her age group.

"...I need to explain to everyone what happened between Li Xin and me first."

Xingyuan stared at Cai'er for a long while before he came to his senses and had something else to do. He coughed twice in an unnatural way and said, "Stop messing around. We are not the only two people here."

"It doesn't matter if Sister Li Xin and the others see us."

Cai Er's eyes seemed to be a little puzzled, "We have bathed together in the bathhouse before, there is nothing to be embarrassed about."

I'm sorry...

After all, the nightgown Cai'er was wearing was not a style of clothing suitable for the conservative era of the Holy Demon Continent, but was brought by Xingyuan himself from his original world.

He still remembered that after the tailor in the clothing store heard his request, her eyes widened under the thick lenses, as if it was the first time she had seen such an "indecent" clothing style in all her years of working in the industry.

That’s all…

Since Cai'er has already said so, and in the eyes of other team members, he and Cai'er are already an 'old married couple', there is really nothing to be embarrassed about.

"Whitewash Bureau."

Xingyuan brought Cai'er out of the 'small compartment' of the dormitory, and called several other team members who were meditating and practicing on their beds to hold a brief meeting in the middle area of ​​the dormitory.

Although it is not good to speak ill of others in secret, the Exorcist Pass where Xingyuan grew up is too poor in terms of overall strength and material conditions. Although the Assassin's Temple is one of the six major temples of the Temple Alliance, it sounds very impressive, but in fact, among the six major temples, if ranked by comprehensive strength, it is only slightly stronger than the Warrior Temple, which has been ranked last for many years.

Look, the dormitory provided for these new demon hunters to live in during the team competition doesn’t even have a set of tables and chairs.

Upon seeing this, Xingyuan circulated his spiritual power, communicated with the earth element in the air, and directly created a set of tables and chairs for the team to sit down and discuss.

Three stone benches that can seat two people form a triangle surrounding the round table in the middle.

Xingyuan naturally sat with Caier, and the two of them held hands, which looked very natural.

Yue Mingnan and Chen Ying'er sat together, Li Xin and Wang Yuanyuan looked at each other and then sat down in the last seat. Xingyuan could tell at a glance who had a better relationship with whom.

But before Xingyuan could speak, Yue Mingnan, who had just sat down, noticed Cai'er's clothes and said jokingly with a rather subtle look in his eyes, "Captain and deputy captain, you two are so romantic, did you have this dress specially made?"

Xingyuan: “…”

Sure enough, it’s better for Yue Mingnan to fall asleep...

"Nannan, please be serious..."

What surprised everyone was that this sentence actually came from Chen Ying'er's mouth.

Her face turned slightly red, "Xing, isn't the captain going to have a meeting? Don't joke around at a time like this."

Having said that, her eyes couldn't help but linger on Cai'er several times. She seemed to have imagined the scene of Cai'er wearing this dress and being in the same room with Xingyuan, and her face became redder and redder.

Chen Ying'er, has anyone ever told you that your thoughts are written on your face?

The looks in Li Xin and Wang Yuanyuan's eyes were also a little unnatural, but what they thought was completely different from what Chen Ying'er thought.

Owner……

Li Xin couldn't even call Xingyuan by his name in her heart. This showed how overbearing and unreasonable the slave-servant knight contract that Xingyue drafted for Xingyuan was.

Would my master also want me to wear this outfit and serve him?
Although Li Xin felt that Xingyuan was not that kind of person, just imagining it made her feel embarrassed and annoyed. Her heart beat faster and she seemed to be looking forward to it.

As for Wang Yuanyuan...

She glanced down at her right shoulder.

The layer of skin underneath the clothes had formed a thick layer of calluses due to being used to carry the shield of the giant god for many years.

And when she was a child, not long after she started practicing, she wanted to make money to buy herself practice resources.

She often went to the Adventurer's Guild to accept bounties for hunting monsters, and in the process of fighting with monsters, she was left with some indelible scars on her body.

Another thing is that because Wang Yuanyuan has been away from home for many years, her skin is not as fair as Cai'er, Chen Ying'er and others, but a healthy light wheat color.

Although Xingyuan thought Wang Yuanyuan's wheat-colored skin was not ugly, she herself did not think so.

When he was with Cai'er and others, especially in the bathhouse, Wang Yuanyuan often wondered why he was not a man... (End of this chapter)