Speaking of which...... Watergate should be counted in the unfinished marriage......

Well......

"Your Excellency?"

"Huh?"

As soon as Ling Mei raised her head, she was frightened by the face of the resentful woman in the black-haired young man's boudoir, and quickly came back to her senses and added, "...... No, no, no! ”

"Actually... I don't have any reason to say anything...... After all, my identity is different from mine, and I don't have the right to ask about these things......"

The young man's voice became smaller and smaller, and in the end, he even brought some crying, and Ling Mei's head instantly became bigger.

Teenager, isn't your setting too girly, hey!!

You're a ghost knife! It's not a girl's knife!

The black-haired young man gently rubbed the girl's soft hair with his chin, and hugged the girl tightly in his arms with extremely masculine strength, but he cried aggrievedly and whispered, like a girl abandoned by a negative man, the Adam's apple as a male external sex symbol stuck to Suzumei's cheeks, and kept moving up and down. The delicate skin rubbed a little hot, and the tingling sensation that was honestly transmitted to the brain made Suzumei's body a little soft......

The soul body of Meluaim in the middle of the air had a precursor to turning green, and the pupils of a pair of beasts were almost shining, until there was a pain in the palm of his hand, and he put on a usual expressionless face, let go of the five fingers that were dead in the palm of his hand, and let the anger ferment and sour in the bottom of his heart and be helpless.

His soul body was his original adult size, but even so, when Meluam landed in front of the ghost knife, he had to raise his head slightly to meet the half-demon man's line of sight.

The black-haired young man's gaze aimlessly looked through the girl's hair, looking at the surroundings, his eyes were as calm as ice that could not be dissolved, and what rang in the ears of Suzumei and Meluaim was his incessant sobbing.

The cry gradually subsided, and the young man pursed his pale lips, half-closed his eyes, and for a long time, a few words rolled out of his throat indistinctly, "My lord... Oh..."

The sudden change in tone made Ling Mei stunned for a moment, and the suppressed and rising end of the sentence seemed to have discovered some interesting thing worth pondering.

Sister Ling's little heart chuckled and leaked a big beat.

"Ghost knives? Ah, I see, I see. ”

The young man added to himself, his chin still pressed against the top of Suzumei's head, the heat between the lips opening and closing seeped from the hair to the scalp, and every hair on the girl's body was crying out for discomfort.

Ling Mei slightly widened the distance between her and the ghost knife.

[If you don't make it clear what is going on now, I'm afraid we won't be able to continue our agreement.] ]

[Pro~=3=,Your system will serve you wholeheartedly~Eh,Are you a flower that needs to enhance your charm~]

The gag system is obviously diverting its attention, and the pressure on the opposite youth is like a dark night.

The system can snoop on my thoughts.

This realization has flashed through Suzumei's mind from time to time since the first day it was discovered, but it has never been the same as it is now, making her feel as if she was recalling the despair of the past.

What should be done...... It's time to do something......

Ling Mei's backward footsteps paused, and the moonlight was clear, blooming at the corners of her extended mouth.

"Ah, what's wrong with you, Ghost Knife?"

Her tone was gentle, and she stepped forward as she spoke, straightening the young man's wind-blown hair.

The young man did not have any expression of discomfort, the flush on his face was also blown away by the night wind, he stretched his arms, made a few stretching movements, and stared at the girl in front of him with interest, even if she was a male body.

In the eyes of this half-demon, nothing has changed for a hundred years.

Ahh......h This is the woman that four generations also like~

The young man hooked the corners of his lips meaninglessly, and the soul body of the ant king that fell not far away was invisible in his eyes, and he defiantly cast his gaze in the direction of the young ant king, and half-hugged the girl who was sent to the door in his arms.

He gently licked the girl's round ear, feeling the surging demonic power in his body.

The great power made him a little happy.

"Your group of friends are coming~Adult~"

Ling Mei smiled gracefully, silently, she could already confirm that the person in front of her was definitely not the ghost sword deity, but this feeling was equally familiar...... She was afraid of the system in her body and didn't think much about it.

But...... Did you forget any details......

Memories seem to... Something went wrong.

As soon as the young man's voice fell, the silver-haired monster who felt the turmoil of demonic power and was vigilant from the front room turned into a beast the size of a small hill without warning, and the casting knife made by Dao Dao Zhai himself collapsed in an instant!

The moon is full tonight.

The canindo's silver hair glistened in the moonlight, and its scarlet beast eyes stared indifferently at the humans surrounding its feet...... and half-demons.

Ilmi himself is not used to being baptized with such a gaze, but the limitations of his identity make him have to endure the discomfort and uneasiness circling in his heart and calmly consider countermeasures in full view.

Take your brother and fiancée out of this ruin.

This is the sole purpose around which all countermeasures revolve.

The beast's huge figure attracted more than just a few people nearby.

Killua brand knife knife Zhai and Kulolo brand bell girl at the same time coincidentally focused their eyes from different directions.

Killua was finally overcome by the curiosity in his heart, and the admonition of the elders who fled in front of the strong was forgotten by him, and the next generation of the heir of the killer family, who had great adventurer potential, drove to the Knife Forge Zhai that he had just fled.

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"Suzu ......"

The sound of the beast roared through the surrounding valley.

As soon as the words fell, Il Fan quickly reacted to something was wrong - he was able to call out the name of the Suzu Fagong to the brute body in spite of the rules of the ruins game.

…… Have the rules of the ruins been broken?

The beast cautiously repeated again: "Suzu......"

This time it deliberately lowered its voice, and the beast's face showed a quiet and wooden attitude of Ilfan himself.

“…… Il fans? ”

The answer was like a magic spell, and in an instant, the beast raised its head and roared, and its sharp claws gently hooked the skirt of the girl's clothes while the half-demon covered her ears.

Almost without thinking, Ling Mei chose to believe in this beast.

With the help of the brute's superior physical fitness, she leaped down the beast's strong, slender limbs up its back—and it felt like home.

The beast leaped wide, its huge body as light as a sparrow, and fell into the mountain stream, its hair wet with splashes, and the dust mixed with the mud and sand stuck to its huge body, and it still felt unaware.

"Il-......?"

"I'm here."

"Il Mi ......"

"I'm here."

"Il Mi ......"

"I'm here."

The maiden seemed to be frightened, and her hands clasped its neck tightly, and her mouth kept repeating its name.

When she took the leap, the sky was strong, and in order to ensure that she would not roll off the back of the beast, Suzumi used almost all her strength to make herself barely stable.

"I'm going to find Killua." In the midst of the strong winds, Ilfan felt a sense of danger that the rules of the game had been broken, and his instincts told him to hurry up and escape from this strange ruin.

"Ah...... Yes...... There you go......"

The girl's dog-like voice made Ilfan sigh softly, "Together." ”

"Won't I be your trouble......?"

“……”

"Sure enough, I don't have the Sky Arena, I don't have the family business...... It's just a waste with no ability. ”

That decadent and sad tone made Yi'er fans instantly make up for all kinds of wealthy grievances, and the growth version of the girl who was burdened with the family industry but couldn't practice the ability to read.

In fact, the eldest son of the killer family, who accidentally likes to watch soap operas with his mother, was moved by his own simple feelings, "If you are not there, it will be more troublesome." ”

Ilfan was sincere in his words, since he found out that he couldn't help but give a little of his heart to this woman during the battle, for the sake of his own life, he would rather have a woman by his side.

If you can see her in battle, you won't be distracted, right?

The eldest son of the killer family refuses to think about whether his eyes will be distracted during the battle and whether he will put himself in a more dangerous situation.

I don't even know it, the movements of the beast... Suddenly, it began to slow down dramatically......

Once its massive body pauses slightly, it seems as clumsy as if it is about to fall straight down......

The numbness of the body is like drowsiness starting to erode from within.

The sudden attack left him defenseless.

However, not only Yi'er fans, but also Suzumi discovered the abnormality of her body, knowing that she would not get any useful answers if she asked the system again, she quickly activated her lips, and snatched the limited time with the rules that govern time and space......

"Il Mi ......"

What is she talking about?

The girl's voice became more and more ethereal, and the beast, which was still a hundred times more energetic, could not help but begin to dizzy, his mind was dull, and his brain was mixed up......

She's ......

Say what......

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"The head of the Ten Generations, the French mission has arrived."

"Aha, is it finally here? Who's here this time? ”

"Prince Ilmi IV."

"Ah, why is that guy, eh?"

The brown-haired young man stood in front of the windowsill in a neat black suit, and when he heard his subordinate report the name of an old friend, his perennial gentle face showed a hint of helplessness, "Ah, by the way, has there been any news from Reborn recently?" ”

"Lord Reborn delivered a message in Japan yesterday, and now I'm with Lord Yunmori."

"Ahh......h How can we stay together in peace......"

The brain made up the bill for the repair fee sent from the Japanese branch, and the young leader of the ten generations was bitter.

"The teenager you rescued a few days ago seems to have regained consciousness now, does he need to be hypnotized immediately to carry out an identity investigation?"

The young leader of the tenth generation of Penglie glanced at the gray sky outside the window, and stretched out his hand to straighten his bow tie, "Let Cullom go." ”

"Yes, there are ......"

"Anything else?"

"Ahh......h Brand-sama will meet you in three days. ”

Hey, how can this head hurt so much?

The young leader of the tenth generation of Penglie stretched out his hand to his temple and rubbed it for a long time before he said, "Okay, let's go, go to the French mission." ”

“…… Do you need to tell Madame? "The young man's body stiffened reflexively at the mention of the word 'madam'.

Fortunately, Juyome ignored his strangeness.

"No, no need" Shiyome lowered his head and took out a round cufflink from the drawer, packed it in a transparent small bag and carefully placed it in the inner pocket of the suit, the young Shiyome gently hooked the corners of his lips, and when he closed the drawer casually, he remembered his wife's stubborn illness again, and Sawada Tsunayoshi, who had never shown timidity since becoming the leader, crossed a faint sadness in his orange warm eyes.

“…… You go and arrange it, and let someone take Madame out for a walk later. ”

"Yes, Leader of the Ten Generations!"

"Send more people to follow in the shadows."

"Yes, Leader of the Ten Generations!"

After Sawada Tsunayoshi had been away for a long time, the young man standing in place breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly looked around the corridor for a long time, and after making sure that the guards had been briefly transferred to protect the exhibition hall where Sawada Tsunayoshi met with the French mission, he secretly retreated into an empty conference room next door.

The conference room was pitch black, the heavy gauze curtains were drawn tightly, and the air was almost stuffy.

"Husband...... Madam? ”

The young man called cautiously.

"Click-click-click"

The marble floor was struck with a crisp sound by a pair of sharp heels.

In the darkness, the young man could not see the beautiful face of Mrs. Juyome, and even the delicate curves he could only fantasize in his mind.

"Goo"

He couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, a little dry mouth.

"I'm really sorry for you, Hirata-sama."

He had heard that voice countless times in his dreams, but he never dared to expect that person to have anything to do with him.

"Husband...... Madame, are you really, really not going to leave Pengle? ”

"Eh, how many times have I said it, people just want to walk around~"

"Then, please be sure to return to the ward at twelve o'clock, and Lord Toyome said, "You can go out for a walk in the afternoon."

If the meeting with the French mission is over, Juyome will not be able to see his wife when he returns...... That gentle young man......

Even if he could smell the faint scent of flowers on his wife's body, Hirata couldn't stop his body from soaking in a cold fear.

Suddenly, he was dazzled by the sudden increase in the concentration of the floral scent.

"Ah, husband, ma'am?"

The slender white fingers of Toyome's beautiful wife moved away from the top of his head, "Because I saw that Hirata seemed to be afraid of Tsunayoshi~"

"No, no! I'm right to Lord Toyome! ”

There is only admiration and guilt for Lord Shidaime...... If you say that you are afraid, it's just because of guilt...... Because there is such a ...... for his beautiful lady of thoughts.

Anyway...... Penglie's Man...... How many people are not in this mood?

A handsome young man seemed to cry out in embarrassment, and when he tried to contain his emotions, the lady was no longer in the dimly lit conference room......

"Ah...... Mrs. Suzu......"

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Tsunayoshi Sawada, who was meeting with Prince Irmi IV, suddenly jumped on his left eyelid, and smiled a little apologetically at the indifferent black-haired young man opposite, but the uneasiness in his heart gradually expanded to the point of being irrepressible.

Juyome hurried down the hallway, waved a professional killer nearby, and whispered before hurrying back to his place.

"Tsunayoshi Sawada, what makes you look so embarrassed."

The young man's slightly mocking cold tone made the young Shiyome a little embarrassed, "Eh, Yi'er Mi, I haven't seen you for so long, why are you still so terrible!" ”

“……”

"Let's get down to business, ahem"

The black-haired and black-eyed Prince Ilmi IV also let go of the leader of Penglie, and pulled out a blank envelope from his pocket, "Holy See." ”

The leader of the ten generations stretched out his hand, but he picked up the teacup from the table, and the black-haired young man's gaze instantly became cold.

"Oh? Does your queen want to emulate her great patriarch, Louis XIV? The brown-haired youth lightly snorted the teacup, allowing the black-haired youth to stop in the air in embarrassment.

"Tsunayoshi Sawada, have you Penglie been so inflated that you think you can confront France?"

"No, no, no," the Lord Leader gently curled his lips, "from the beginning, we have been working together as equals. 166 Reading Network