Slow 21.16-F1: Lady Edward's reaction

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This is simply a proposition, no matter how you answer it, this group of people intends to play to the end.

The president on the left shouted first, "Hathaway, of course, Hathaway, everyone knows about this!" As soon as the words fell, everyone nodded their heads, indeed, your special attitude towards Hathaway is well known to all, and it is definitely not so simple as employers and secretaries.

It only takes a lot of research to know about it, and during a few experimental, simple quizzes, the shapeshifters read Lady Edward's mind as quickly as possible—she hates flowery guys. Doesn't choosing A cater to her and even everyone's expectations?

stupid

It's stupid - the president on the right is so secretly determined.

Claiming that true love is Hathaway, but sleeping with many other people, isn't this a flower? At this moment, in the face of Mrs. Edward's inquiry, it is not right to say anything, because you are doing it first and talking about it later.

"I love the whole world, huh. The one on the right replied.

...... Quiescence.

Having seen an honest one, but never seen such an honest one, the people were stunned—can't you hide the unbearability in your heart a little? Lady Edward gave you a look of disgust as if she were looking at garbage.

She was confident that both presidents were telling the truth.

I think that's how you answered "Rainbow Shadows", but unfortunately they are on the defensive line and can't speak for you.

All right

Mrs. Edward pointed to the president on the right: "The second question, you answer first." ”

"I want to sleep with you!"

“......”

Lady Edward didn't know what to say because of the shock, and the others collectively took a big step back so as not to splash blood. What a brave and fearless lustful spirit, even a top-level vampire dares to sleep, what else would you not dare? Although the vampire looks young, beautiful and elegant, you may forget that she is essentially a centuries-old rotting corpse.

This fetish is not ordinary.

The mouth on the left side is closed and closed, and I can't say half a word. He should have imitated your words right away, but, but, the shapeshifter can't do that!

After all, the intelligence work is not in place, and all the shapeshifters don't know why there is a vampire here, and what else does the adventurer's guild dare not raise after the shapeshifters and the harpy?

Under your burning gaze, Lady Edward lost her usual composure, stood up in a panic, covered her collar, and took a few steps back. Although she didn't make a sound, her mouth was supposed to say—too ...... Shameless, I'm a married woman!

You asked, "How?" and she replied, "Oh, don't lean over!" Maybe it's just the contrived little fist thrashing of a petite girl's snort, and she pats you lightly on the shoulder.

When you wake up,

It was already the next morning......

You lift your upper body from Coco's bed in a daze, having no memory of what happened after being slapped by a vampire. There are no injuries all over the body, and it should be treated. It's terrible, but fortunately it's hit on the shoulder, and if it's the face, the head may move.

Coco curls up beside you, sleeping soundly,

Raumi sat in a chair and was making a small apple. She noticed that you were awake and smiled, "Have you finally woken up?" ”

Why did Elizabeth take on the form of Laumi?

Raumi was stunned, sighed, and muttered in a low voice: It's really getting more and more boring. She transformed herself into the usual image of Elizabeth's maid, bowed slightly to you, brought her breakfast, and asked, "Why did you see through me at a glance?"

...... Why

Needless to say, because Laummy in Elizabeth's perspective is fundamentally different from yours. Generally looking at the aura and clothing, it is estimated that he intends to imitate Raomi, but the hair color is wrong, the facial features are also deviated, and there are no freckles.

You stare at the cup of milk in Elizabeth's hand, and the corners of your mouth twitch, not knowing whether it was mare's milk or goat's milk.

"Milk. ”

Oh...... You drink it with confidence, and after that, Elizabeth laughs and says, "I'm sorry, I remembered wrong, it's goat's milk." "Poof!

Last night Lady Edward was too flustered, and slapped you lightly, knocking you unconscious, causing quite a commotion - the retired bishop returned, thinking that the vampire had finally revealed his evil and murderous nature, and the two sides fought fiercely, even affecting many others, until Julianne and Tong's healing spells were exhausted, and Hathaway arrived to stop it. Therefore, in conclusion, no one was killed in this night attack, but the losses were still heavy, and ninety percent of them were friendly wounds.

Hathaway took strong control of the field, instructed everyone present to sleep, should be on duty at night, and told Raumi to take care of you.

Raumi gratefully and unceremoniously took advantage of your faintness, sucked your method, and took the full service of the Qi number spell of the Viscount of Polz, as if he had taken out his own wallet. At dawn, a well-fed and well-slept Raumi hummed a song, finished the spell, and left the bedroom, and Coco happened to return from a mission.

The two high-fived,

Shift.

Elizabeth held your face as she was munching on your breakfast, and put it close to yours, and said with a wicked smile: "What you said last night is true? You passed out last night, do you want me to imitate Raumi and make up for your memories? I don't mind if the sky is still bright." ”

As she speaks, she keeps leaning towards you.

No need!

After all, it's daylight! And you've been cracking down hard lately!

Just as Elizabeth muttered in a low voice that it was really boring, and there was a knock on the door like a rescue, Hathaway pushed the door open and saluted you respectfully: "Have you enjoyed the afterglow?"

She took your arm and walked to the hall together: "Last night, thanks to the timely removal of the 'Arcane Secret Place', Elizabeth noticed that there were many groups of invisible enemies at the front and back doors, taking advantage of the tiger to leave the mountain, and touched in. At that time, the situation was very critical, the front gate was not there, Mrs. Edward, and the back door was wide open as if no one was in a no-man's land. Luckily, they fell into the trap. ”

What traps?

"That's what we set up in advance. Originally, it was intended to be activated when the enemy could not be defeated, but unexpectedly it became the current situation, and it was not set in vain. Hathaway covered her mouth and nose, there was still a faint smell of corpses in the guild, there were too many dead people last night," all the people who entered the front door were slaughtered by the spikes that pierced from the floor, and the back door fell directly into the slide under the floor, leading to the underground water tank on the way to the bathroom expansion. The floor above was re-closed, and it was full of hot spring water, and the group drowned alive. ”

Suddenly, someone in the hall shouted: Long live the Baron!

Banzai!

Banzai!

The cheers erupted like a boiling cheer without warning. There weren't many people in the hall, except for the three whole teams of mercenaries from the labyrinth camp. They were still standing guard just in case, and they immediately cheered when they saw you in the hall. Raymond smiled and patted you on the back and whispered, "How about a wave?"

As a result, your simple wave of your hand won even louder cheers, and the word "long live" came and went as if it never meant to stop.

From your point of view, last night was nothing more than a headache farce, and your own people were more troublesome than the enemy. But for these mercenaries from the labyrinth camp, it was a dream victory, a miracle.

Before they came, they were mentally prepared to kill half of their comrades, and when the actual battle began, they found that the average level on their side was level 7, while the average level on the opposite side was level 9, and the number of mercenaries had more than doubled. Although it is impossible to escape, I also know that this time I am dead, and it is a fluke for any mercenary to survive.

The actual situation is that eighty percent of the mercenaries were beaten to the ground and lost consciousness, that is, they were defeated, but they slowly received treatment and got back up. If it weren't for the fact that you had called the retired bishop to arrange for support through the back door, the mercenaries would all have died.

In addition to genuinely cheering you on, there is another reason, otherwise there is no need for all three teams of mercenaries to stand guard.

There was a strange woman in the hall, draped in linen, standing there. She didn't wait until the cheers were over before she slowly turned to you, and it was Lady Edward.

Although it wasn't in direct sunlight, what was she doing in the hall in broad daylight?

Lady Edward, noticing you staring at the large piece of pale linen she was draping over her entire body, explained: "When we first met, I confessed that I felt that you were an incompetent nouveau riche and not trusting enough, so there were some things that were not told the truth. ”

"For over a hundred years, I've been deliberately sucking less blood and actively basking in the sun, which is the philosophy that created my master - actively exercising sun resistance, our greatest weakness, and hoping to mutate and evolve into a more advanced species. He's a true nobleman of the night who is evil and wise, but it's a pity...... In short, my current sunlight resistance is much higher than that of other vampires, but it comes at a heavy cost. I lied, not because I was a picky eater, but because my blood-sucking ability had deteriorated, and I couldn't digest food other than high-quality blood, which was "mainly" the blood of the nobility. ”

Was this helpful?

Lady Edward stared at the festering burn on her arm that was rapidly healing itself, and nodded, "I'm not the first to do this. There are often human mages and warlocks who take the initiative to take energy damage such as fire and acid, and increase their innate resistance to a very small extent, but if they don't live long enough, this progress is not obvious. Goblins are a species with obvious individual differences, and they are prone to mutation and evolution in extreme environments, as a more typical example, slimes, they are extremely diverse. The weaker the creature, the more susceptible it is to mutate, and vampires are a flawed species, and my master thought it was not impossible to evolve into a more advanced and powerful species. ”

"But in reality, just as a fish can't run wild on land no matter how dry it is, no matter how fierce and strong a bird is, it can't smash the gates of a city with one head, and vampires are always afraid of the sun. Limits...... I've reached my limit and can't keep improving. ”

"So. Lady Edward bowed her haughty head, "I ask for the help of the strong. ”

overmatch

It's like talking about you, a low-level mage who was knocked unconscious at the slightest tap. Well?

This and that, Mrs. Edward said a lot. She is the one who dares to stop your work early in the morning, and it is not difficult to see that there are many people who want to talk to you, but they are all glared back by Hathaway.

What are you going to do?

A, similar to a private commission, you need to leave your work here and go back to the "Silent Rain Marsh Collar" with Lady Edward in person to solve her marital crisis. The situation was very bad, the man was determined to divorce, and she did not have the courage to go back by herself. went, and there was a chance that Lady Edward would stay in her territory.

B, because she did not have the courage to face her marital crisis head-on, and strong people always seek stronger power, which is not surprising: Mrs. Edward applied for the position of "lord assistant". In terms of force, she has reached the limit, so she changes to other directions to exercise, the only thing she is good at. Compared to professional politicians, she certainly has a lot to be desired.

C, no. Sleep first, talk later.

D, you helped her, she helped you, and now that the two are clear, sending two bags of blood as a parting gift is still under consideration.

She had no interest in applying for a bodyguard job, and she couldn't accept sleeping together.

(President, vampires can't register demons, and if the news of raising vampires spreads, we will be very passive politically)