Chapter 190 – A Three Person Movie (1/2)

It turns out that Caesar already felt that Rosie was acting weird.

She was always lazy, but she wasn’t asleep and had to constantly go to the washroom, so something was definitely wrong.

In the beginning, Caesar just had his doubts, so he followed her to take a look. But he had second thoughts, it might be too perverted to follow a girl going to relieve herself in the middle of the night. Rosie might even think he’s a pervert, so he couldn’t make up his mind as he tossed and turned in bed.

Up until the people from Cato Academy and Rosie started fighting and he saw the lights so he rushed over to help her.

He never knew he would arrive right on time to save her.

It was three parts luck and seven parts concern. Rosie now knew that Caesar has been paying attention to her all this time. He had been secretly communicating with her brother from the start and knew about her spatial ring and magic scroll trump cards yet he still tried stopping her from competing. Then when it came to night guard, he couldn’t fall asleep because he was worried about her but couldn’t say it, so he waited until something happened before rushing over…

What’s with that?

Rosie wanted to prove to Caesar that she wasn’t dragging them down, but in the end, she still was. And Caesar was silently using his own way to protect her, making her seem like the child throwing a tantrum.

“Caesar, I…”

Rosie just wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Caesar.

“Does your ankle hurt? I brought some ointment, I’ll help you apply some later.”

“Eh? No, no… no need, I can do it myself!” Rosie covered her face and shrank into Caesar’s embrace, unable to look him in the face.

Caesar was firmly carrying her, his scent wafted into her nose, causing her body to go soft.

Just thinking about him taking off her socks and shoes and holding her small feet to apply ointment made her face go bright red and start releasing steam like a steam engine.

“Really? You were able to sprain your ankle when you were just standing there. If I let you apply ointment yourself and you sprain your hand, then we don’t need to continue competing anymore.”

“What did you say? Damn, you’re making fun of me? If it wasn’t for you grabbing me so roughly, I wouldn’t have sprained my ankle!”

Rosie blamed him, but Caesar didn’t answer and wordlessly carried her back.

“Bastard! It’s all your fault! Bastard!”

In the beginning, Rosie exerted all her strength to pound away at Caesar’s chest. But Caesar still didn’t utter a word, she pounded and pounded with lesser and lesser strength and the atmosphere between them became more and more strange.

“Bastard, you’re looking down on me, right? You might as well just not save me and let me die…” Rosie quietly mumbled.

“You’re weak so you need someone to protect you.” Caesar started talking about something else for some reason.

“Eh?”

She peeked at Caesar’s expression through her fingers and saw a resolute look.

“I’m not strong enough to always protect you, so you should learn to defend yourself and at least give me a chance to save you.” Caesar’s tone was flat and it didn’t have any warmth and sounded like he was a teacher lecturing a naughty child.

Especially that last sentence, it was the greatest insult to Rosie, that last sentence was clearly criticizing her, saying that she was trash who couldn’t even save herself!

But for some reason, Rosie felt herself tearing up.

That meant that even if she was trash, Caesar was still willing to protect her, as long as she gives him the opportunity, Caesar would do everything he can to protect her!

Being treated as trash but also being protected, even if it’s not a very romantic promise, but what else can she hope for?

“Congratulations.”

As Caesar was carrying Rosie back to camp, it was unavoidable for them to pass by Elena and Lin Xiao, as they did, Lin Xiao congratulated them for some reason.

“…”

Caesar glanced at him in confusion then continued walking, but Rosie understood what Lin Xiao meant. He was congratulating her for successfully ending the fight she was having with Caesar. She glared at him then happily continued to lie in Caesar’s embrace, and became obedient trash.

“Caesar, are you really going to help me apply ointment?”

“Do it yourself.”

“Eh? Didn’t you say that you were going to personally take off my shoes and socks and hold my small feet while applying ointment?”

“Hey… I don’t think I said anything like that.”

“No! You can’t go back on your word! I want you to take off my shoes and apply the ointment, otherwise, you’re not sleeping tonight!” Rosie couldn’t care anymore, she would be a fool to not take advantage of it, though it was really her getting taken advantage of… but it was all the same!

“Sleep? … Uh, okay.” Caesar couldn’t change her mind and reluctantly agreed.

He just didn’t know how Rosie planned to not let him sleep tonight…

Cough, cough.

Anyways, under the veil of this sweet atmosphere, Caesar and Rosie finally went somewhere.