Knights and Magic Wand
Chapter 193 - 193 106 The Night of the Agreement_2

193: Chapter 106: The Night of the Agreement_2 193: Chapter 106: The Night of the Agreement_2 He shook his head to steady his mind, Leon continued to undo the rough cloth ribbon that bound the girl’s hair.

The hair tie was loosened.

Under the candlelight, resplendent blonde hair naturally fell on Olivia’s delicate shoulders.

Raising his hand, Leon gently cradled the girl’s hair like handling treasure, carefully combed through the strands that swept across his palm with a comb.

He remembered the techniques from his previous life when he used to fuss over his wild little sister’s hair, focused entirely on carefully separating and braiding.

Feeling her hair being attentively combed, her head continuously being caressed and fiddled with by Leon’s hands.

Although she felt extremely shy inside, Olivia’s body, on the other hand, gradually relaxed due to this inexplicable sense of comfort.

In the quiet room, only the faint sound of brushing hair remained, the initially delicate awkwardness quietly dissipated with their contact.

After a while, Leon finally secured the girl’s hair gathered at the back of her head with a carefully woven plait.

He reached his hands in front of the girl, signaling, “Give me the hair tie, I’ll wrap it and secure it, then it will be all set.”

On the chair, the girl immersed in that indescribable warmth suddenly snapped back to awareness.

Lowering her head, Olivia looked at the hair tie in her hands…

Biting her lower lip, the girl closed her eyes as if to gather courage, handed the hair tie to Leon, and then silently clenched the fabric of her trousers.

Her heart felt like it was about to leap out of her chest.

Leon continued to quietly tie her hair.

Inserting one end of the blue hair tie beneath the girl’s bun, then pulling it out, he made a beautiful bow, centering the round drop of amber stone decoration.

After he had done all this and observed his skills that had not become much rusty, he even surreptitiously pinched the cute bun.

Taking a slight advantage, Leon contentedly admired his own handiwork, patted Olivia’s shoulder, “All done, absolutely perfect, it really suits you.

Let me get a mirror for you to see.”

He fetched his copper mirror and handed it to the girl.

Suppressing complex thoughts, Olivia sneaked a glance at herself in the mirror.

Slightly turning her head, she indirectly looked at the pinned hair from the corner of her eyes.

Especially upon seeing the hair tie that now “fettered” her plait…

It was truly tied up.

Like having done something secretive, the girl averted her gaze with guilt, her heart thumping, daring not to look again at the hair tie in the mirror.

“Are you not satisfied?

Should we change it back?” Leon, seeing the girl’s reaction, couldn’t help feeling uneasy and raised his hand to suggest undoing the hairstyle.

Olivia’s eyes widened, she quickly shook her hands, “What?

No, it’s fine like this.”

Saying so, she stood up, pretending to be casual, she touched the hair pinned up at the back of her head, feeling quite relieved by the hairstyle.

Touching the hair tie at the back of her neck, Olivia couldn’t help but look towards Leon’s baggage, which still had many hair accessories.

Leon followed the girl’s gaze, thought for a moment, then hesitantly asked, “From what you mentioned earlier, is it…

inappropriate to casually gift hair ties to females in Orland?”

He somewhat understood why the old tailor had reacted that way when he asked to buy hair ties.

Olivia, with a complex look, pursed her lips and sighed, “Since you mentioned that Seryan doesn’t have this tradition, privately giving one to Elena shouldn’t be an issue since she, like you, is not from Orland.

But if you were to give hair ties to Little Lina and the others, it would surely cause many misunderstandings, and besides, you didn’t buy any for Aunt Milia, did you?”

Hearing this, Leon scratched his face awkwardly… well, indeed he hadn’t left any out.

Apart from the ones picked for the girl in front of him, he considered the ones prepared for others simply as employee benefits.

Yet now it seemed, in the Northern Kingdom, gifting hair ties to women bore significant meanings.

Oh boy, thinking like this, he and the women around him nearly faced defamed reputations.

Miss Elena and the small maids at home were fine, a clear explanation would suffice, but the kitchen’s Milia had a husband, and rumors arising from this would be a terrible matter.

But now it was thankfully stopped just in time before causing an embarrassing situation.

“Thanks for the reminder, otherwise it would’ve been troublesome with the misunderstanding,” Leon felt relieved.

He then said to Olivia, “But since it’s bought, it wouldn’t be good to return them.

I might as well give all these hair ties to you and buy some shoes for them when we return.”

Olivia’s eyes flickered with meaning, and she couldn’t help but ask softly, “All for me?

You’re worried about everyone misinterpreting…

Yet you’re not worried about me misunderstanding.”

Leon, listening to the girl’s tone, couldn’t help but pause a moment, speechless.

But looking into her eyes, he felt something too.

His heart stirred, but Leon wasn’t quite sure… “Sorry, I really don’t know the customs of Orland.”

Hearing these words, Olivia felt self-conscious of the hair ornament behind her head, and her delicate face couldn’t help but flush once more.

Compared to the other party who had unwittingly done something foolish, she, who knew full well about this tradition, had accepted such…

such behavior…

A sob escaped from the girl’s heart, and she deeply regretted her impulsive, bold actions.

She couldn’t imagine how her friends would view her once they learned about the details of this tradition.

“I…

I don’t need that many…

Let me give those hair ties to them, it’s okay for a woman to give them to other women.”

Saying this, unable to bear the shame any longer, Olivia, her head spinning, grabbed the sword from the table and slung it back at her waist, and headed towards the door with her head down.

“It’s late, I’m going to go rest now, see you tomorrow.” The girl hurried to the door.

Just as her left hand grasped the doorknob, about to make her escape, her right wrist was suddenly grasped by Leon.

“May I ask…”

Leon’s voice suddenly questioned from behind her, “Before you leave, could you tell me…

what does giving a hair tie to a woman signify in Orland?”

Everything around them quieted down.

Gripping the girl’s wrist tightly, Leon could feel her panic and trembling caught off guard the moment he voiced his question.

Though she could easily break free from his grip if she exerted herself.

“I didn’t expect you to be so cunning, Leon…”

The girl averted her gaze, complaining with her back to him, “You could probably guess, so why ask me specifically?

I see, you just want to tease me…

right?…”

Hearing the girl’s cute accusation, Leon chuckled, then took a deep breath and continued, “Then let me guess blindly.

In Orland, is it that a man only gives a hair tie as a token when he is showing affection, expressing love towards a woman he admires?”

This guess plunged Olivia into a long, tangled silence.

For a while.

The girl turned her head to the side, her face blushing deeply, avoiding the gaze of the person behind her, murmuring barely audibly, “…not during a declaration of love.”

It was almost an indirect answer.

Leon became serious.

“So it’s…

a proposal?

Is that right?”

The girl didn’t speak again, and after a long time, she just silently nodded her head, which was wrapped in a bun.

A surge of indescribable emotion welled up in Leon’s heart.

He now understood the significance of this act in Orland, which was incredibly solemn, far beyond what he had anticipated.

This was not a matter that could easily be brushed off.

Leon never considered himself one of those foolish, oblivious characters in past-life comics.

Nor did he ever think that a girl of her character would accept such a significant “engagement token” just because of a friend’s misunderstanding.

He genuinely felt that the girl in front of him harbored the same sincere affection for him.

Leon struggled to contain his nearly uncontrollable excitement.

He sincerely asked the girl, without any pretense:

“Olivia.

If one day in the future, when it’s no longer due to a misunderstanding.

I give you a hair tie again.

Then, would you give me another chance?”

The direct declaration from the boy unexpectedly allowed Olivia’s tensions to ease gradually.

It seemed she had slowly made up her mind, turning back to face him.

Those bright green eyes slowly regained their usual calm.

But still, they couldn’t help displaying a slight hint of resentment.

“Idiot…

I won’t give you a second chance…

…

…haven’t I already accepted your hair tie?”

Joy and an unprecedented sense of happiness.

Subsequently filled Leon’s heart.