Franka shook her head, pressing the absurd scene of the dream into her heart.

She wants to be a good sister, but other than that, she doesn't have too many ideas, as for the dream that she will not be judged if she releases it......

I hope it's just because I'm thinking too much.

Franka plans to ask the professionals in a few days, and when her strength reaches this level, it is still very difficult to simply dream.

Especially since she is a mage, the mages whose professional core is closely related to their brains will inevitably have an overactive brain as their strength grows.

This not only allows the mage to concentrate more when he is awake every day, but at the cost of dreaming, it is even more difficult to dream.

Therefore, many times, for high-level mages, dreaming is not necessarily a good thing, it is very likely that they have subconsciously perceived certain elements, but there is no way to piece them together as a whole.

In the end, these elements that are closely related to oneself accumulate more and more, and instinctively let myself have a sense of crisis, and then when I was dreaming, brainstorming burst out, forming something similar to a prophetic dream.

Therefore, in the mage world, dreaming of something bad can really arouse the vigilance of mages, because no one knows if the dream contains any lethal factors.

However, after getting into the carriage with Kyle, Franka was a little crying and laughing.

After all, if you really want to talk about it, the nature of that dream is not so bad, but sometimes the crimson dream always makes people think of something that is difficult to describe in detail.

A mocking smile tugged at the corner of Franka's mouth.

Kyle was a little absent-minded today, but he didn't notice the abnormality in this beautiful witch sister.

As if noticing that Kyle hadn't noticed him, Franka's eyes darkened a little after the two got into the carriage and were covered by the table in the carriage that concealed her slender legs.

The faint sound of friction ran across his satin-smooth skin with a movement of his index finger.

If you think about it carefully, it wouldn't be a bad thing that that slightly crimson ripple dream last night was really going to happen.

She could even remember that at the end of that dream, she was picked up and her body was pressed to the huge glass window in the shape of a nun.

The little succubus in the dream had a lot of strength, as if his strength had been drained in an instant, and he could only exert his strength.

He looked at the swaying world outside Lionheart Castle with tears in his eyes.

Thinking about it, the beautiful witch's toes were also restless, and her calf, which was covered by the boots, rubbed against Kyle's leg for a while.

Her eyes gradually became hollow, as if she did not notice the anomaly of her actions.

It's like newborn children are always subconsciously begging for food, and they don't even understand the concept of food......

That's the case with the beautiful witch now, and if you want to say that she likes Kyle, that's nonsense.

At most, it's mixed with not so pure feelings that don't know how many hands there are.

After all, this is her best friend's son, and on the day of Shiebel's wedding, she personally put on a wedding dress for her good sister and sent her to Anthony's big stupid melon.

At that time, their marriage was almost unblessed.

She is the one who can count on ten fingers and sends blessings.

The lament for the death of his best friend Shiebel has turned into a somewhat distorted love for Kyle, which is an incomparably clean love for the younger generation.

Well, it turns out that when Kyle first came to Lionheart, he gave him a big gift for various reasons, and there was no problem with it.

This kid is really competitive!

When Franka is facing him, she will inevitably recall the tragic experience of the child in the first half of her life, and in the end, all this turned into a deep distress, which made the pure good impression of the younger generations a little more pity.

What Kyle didn't actually know was that from the very beginning, he had been under Franca's gaze.

Although Franca did not actually participate in the competition for the position of Grand Duke, she was still one of the main controllers of Lionheart, and there were too many secrets in Lionheart Castle that she did not have to guard.

In this case, there is nothing wrong with using a little authority and paying attention to Kyle's survival over the years.

My father also knew about this, and he did not oppose his own move, but sometimes he would say to her meaningfully:

"Franca, the [Federation Star] program is very cruel, and every qualified [Federation Star] needs to go through unimaginable torture before being born.

Anthony even gave up everything he had in the Charles family for this reason to have the opportunity to choose to be one of them.

After all, using the head of the family as a low-value consumable to transform, even if Anthony agrees, it violates some of the most basic truths.

But haven't you ever wondered why Sheebel has been by your side for as long as you can remember?

After all, I didn't really like succubi, but I kept her in Lionheart. ”

"I don't know." That's how I answered at the time.

"If it were just an ordinary succubus, I wouldn't have allowed her to step through the gates of Lionheart, even if she was just a child when she arrived."

Father didn't say anything more, but Franka realized something.

"Does Sheebel also have her own mission?"

Now the prerequisites for war are already in place between the parties on the entire continent.

Countless undercurrents are surging underwater, and all forces are planning and seeking breakthroughs.

My friends are probably part of some top-secret plans that the Federation is not allowed to reveal a little bit of information.

If it weren't for that, there was no way to explain that a person who wasn't related to his family could live in Lionheart for so many years.

At the end of the day, Lionheart's Castle is big, but it's just a bigger cage.

His father is the custodian of this cage, the one who supervises Sheebel who is involved in some secret related links.

The need for one's own father to personally supervise is already a lot of indication.

Thinking about it, the beautiful witch became more and more distracted.

For the love of his friend's son, the sympathy and pity for the little succubus's life over the years, and the kind of fierce spirit that the little succubus grew up in adversity......

Well, perhaps there is also some natural admiration for her father, which also affects her judgment of a good man.

In the end, all of this was completely detonated after a dream.

The complex and changeable emotions made the beautiful witch's heart wall quietly pushed open a window.

She didn't realize how dangerous it was.

To be precise, even Kyle didn't realize that the multiple power systems flowing through his body collided with each other and had consequences that no one expected.

The [Demonic Charm] that the treasure house of life has been suppressing.

The symbiote Esther absorbed the eyeball of the Abyss Lord, Succubus Queen, Mecansut.

A new [divine weapon] created by the flesh and blood of the god Shirek, the prince of lies, after the interaction and transformation of the three gods.

The [Medium Totem Power] that has been completely branded with Kyle.

When the Scarlet Sword tried to destroy Kyle's mind-body world, he was controlled by a thought left by his mother in the mind-body world, and his mind-body world underwent subtle changes.

The gods of the four gods still flow through Kyle's body.

Even...... Despite the draft, Ciri still struggles to say to Kyle, "My favorite will always be Ciric".

But what's the use of liking it, the fact is that the essence of the two drafts of the Ciri Sutra is still locked up in Kyle's room (referring to the mind-body world) after they become one.

Kyle hadn't even realized what a terrible chain reaction the four gods had brought after that descent.

If you compare the ontology of the "Ciri Sutra" to the painstaking cultivation, he finally turned into a position and changed from the chief maid to the man on the couch of Ciric.

Then these drafts of the Ciri Sutra are like the little maids who have been following Ciric, conscientious and still holding a hint of illusion in their hearts.

They had been waiting for Ciric to take them away, but Ciric didn't care.

He just wanted the draft of the Ciri Sutra to stir up one storm after another on the mainland.

The conscientious little maids don't want to disappoint Ciric, so they run around and are disliked.

Although they are not as good as the ontology, they do have many of the effects of the ontology!

What is the purpose of doing this?

Then one day, one of the little maids inadvertently smelled the scent of his master.

She will never admit it!

The essence of that power definitely comes from its own master!

"Could it be that the master finally has a conscience? Would you like to come and pick me up? ”

After the draft, Ciri immediately turned his head and kicked away the partner who was offering him courtesy.

Faithful Follower of the Radiant Face, Bishop Allen of the Dark Sun: ???

Now the little maid didn't think much about it at all, and ran to the room without hesitation.

And then the bleak life of incarceration began!

Hell, there are all kinds of messy forces in this mind-body world.

Before she could even react, she felt a surge of power from the abyss, the same origin as the gods, rush into her body.

As if she had been whipped violently, she subconsciously let out a burst of screams.

Before she could catch her breath, a framework that was obviously the demonic charm of a succubus, but what drove this framework to operate was the orderly power of the dawn divinity, which instantly turned into venom and penetrated into her body.

It's like someone pinching her nose, putting a pipe in her mouth, and pouring milk into her body.

She didn't want to suffocate and die in this mental world, so she could only cough and drink everything all the time.

When she came to her senses, she found that she had almost lost most of her resistance and was locked in a cage called Kyle's Mind-Body World.

Even more terrifying, she finally felt the source of her master's familiar scent.

It was the dismemberment of the body of the master saint after his arrival, and the power of the equipment of the gods was made.

In the past, the draft of the Xirui Sutra had seen this power from afar, and it was difficult to say whether it could completely destroy the body, but it was too easy to kill a draft with incomplete power like himself.

But now, she ran to someone's room stupidly.

Impressed?

Don't dare to move, don't dare to move!

That existence filled with the aura of brilliant holy light was terrifying!

It's as if he's going to kill himself if he wants to do something.

She admitted that she was scared, and she would be locked up if she was locked up, anyway, she hadn't been locked up before.

Just don't let that woman destroy her essence anymore.

If there is no draft of the Ciri Sutra, what is it called?

She muttered.

And then one day......

Once again, she felt the power of her favorite master.

It was a kingdom called the independent kingdom of Orion, and she felt the presence of another little maid, and many lambs who served their masters.

That day, she finally couldn't hold back and called out as best she could:

"Help me!"

Even because of his own actions, the special communication network that could only be perceived by the followers of Ciric was exposed to the eyes of the master of the spiritual world.

But she really wanted to go out.

The lame little milk cat also wants to climb up, and no matter what, she wants to struggle, even if it may lead to destruction.

With this in mind, she spoke up.

To her surprise, this time, the two monsters in the mind-body world did not attack themselves again.

She successfully contacted her master and uploaded the information she had gained on the mainland during this time.

It even includes the work of the master of the mind-body world named Kyle.

"Got it." From the void came the voice of her favorite master.

Then a basin of cold water was poured on her head, which made her feel cold for a while.

"From now on, he's my god."

So said the Prince of Lies.

He loves this kind of conspiracy and conspiracy too much, hiding behind the scenes, and is very likely to make something big in the end.

Help! Gotta help!

Even if I, Ciric, die, I will die on the path of practicing lies and murder!

This kind of number one fun, if you don't mix it up, then I am afraid that it will not be fun to look at for the next few hundred years.

So he did not hesitate to send his divine favor.

"Gentlemen, I'm going to start making trouble!"

The sound of Ciric's wild laughter was heard in the kingdom of God.

Draft maid: "The master is the best, so what about me?" ”

"You? The gods have been born, you are indeed doing a good job, follow him well, whatever he wants, you have to satisfy him and do your duty. ”

"Oh!" There was a dejected sound in the draft.

If you can't go back to the kingdom of God, what's the point of staying on the mainland, what is called "whatever he wants, you have to satisfy him", do you still need me to give charity, my heart hurts!

Master, what the hell are you thinking?

Her mood became more and more lost, more and more lost, and finally when her savings reached the limit, another draft of the Ciri Sutra appeared in front of her.

At that moment, she suddenly became a little jealous.

Why can you guys be free and unrestricted outside, I can only be locked up in the mental world to suffer, and I have to give alms, and from time to time suppress the demonic charm of that human garbage!

Although...... Although the power of that guy's demonic charm is quite clean, it is not so disgusting.

Total...... In short, let's just endure it for a while!

My favorite host, Ciric, will definitely get me out, definitely!

But before that!

I'm going to get revenge!

So that day, in retaliation for her daily almsgiving, helping Kyle deal with the effects of demonic charm, and the pain of losing her freedom, the little maid of the draft pounced on her companion who was laughing at her.

Drink her blood and eat her flesh!

Aren't you free? Hee-hee, now that I've eaten you, I can feel the freedom you've felt in the past few years!

She didn't realize that she, as a draft of the Ciri Sutra, didn't actually have strong anthropomorphic emotions.

Other drafts of the Shri do not have such sentiments either.

This is all wishful thinking on the part of the little maid of the draft, weapons are weapons after all, and in this day and age, weapons have not yet developed the concept of machine spirits.

Even if there were, it would be a direct thrust of someone else's soul into it, not a natural ......

For example, Taling is made by directly extracting the souls of some monsters that can work in multiple threads.

The so-called uploading information to Ciric is not so much a voluntary report, but rather a small means that Cirek specially left behind when making the artifact.

It is equivalent to a mechanism for automatic collection and feedback of information.

But the little maid doesn't know!

She was still feeling sorry for herself, and she couldn't help but start questioning her creator.

Until that day.

The day when the four gods descended.

In the dungeon, she was already a little disappointed in Ciric, and when she realized that the Prince of Lies had come, she cheered up and called out to her beloved master, Ciric:

"Master, help me! Master! ”

As it should, Ciric couldn't hear it.

Desperately trying to shout, not only did he not get any response, but instead he heard various declarations from Ciric wanting to "satisfy Kyle as much as possible".

She still didn't realize that she had now completely turned into a monster under the interweaving of multiple forces.

At least for now, I'm afraid no one will be able to communicate with her smoothly.

But she didn't know and didn't want to care.

Obviously, at that moment, as a draft of the Ciric Sutra, she was working so hard to respond to Ciric's call, but the only way to respond to her was to ignore it.

Even after the gods' descent, Ciric didn't look at her again, like a rag that had been used up, and discarded it casually.

Struggling, she finally let out a response, and the power belonging to the Ciri Sutra burst out from all over her body.

At this moment, she even suppressed the various forces in her body that had corroded her.

There's no need to do anything, my master, just use me again, just once.

The draft maid let out one last scream, and then Ciric recaptured her after the gods descended.

At that moment, she was crying with joy.

As long as her master uses her, she won't return to the mind-body world that imprisoned her again, so that she will ......

Wait, what are you doing!

The first thing his master did after the god descended was to stuff the draft maid back to Kyle's room (the mind-body world), and even in order to avoid problems with the draft of the Ciri Sutra, he also gave Kyle a patch very thoughtfully.

Draft Little Maid: ???

From that moment on, she suddenly realized that her insistence all along was so ridiculous.

Didn't you save me, but pushed me back into someone else's arms while I wagked my tail and begged for mercy?

Ciric, I'm #¥%¥%!

In despair, the draft mentality of the Ciri Sutra collapsed, where did this Minotaur lover come from!

The heartbroken draft maid did not resist the suppression of the mind-body world anymore, and was honestly suppressed in the depths of the mind-body world.

Then, the divine power as thick as the earth permeated the surrounding world of the mind body, was slowly absorbed into the world, and then injected into his body.

It hurts!

The divinity from Mother Earth is as thick as a mountain, and just falling on the cover of the draft of the Celestial Sutra is like tearing the whole book apart!

Before he could take a break, a second divine power descended

It was the power of the Lord of the Dawn, Losanda, and the light of the righteous camp like the Dawn fell on himself, who had the power of the Prince of Lies, as if it were a fire.

She screamed in pain.

"Don't burn me! Don't burn me! I can do anything! Leave me alone! ”

In the midst of the intense pain, a power that was obviously much milder descended from outside the mind-body world.

Hey, it doesn't seem to hurt much!

The little maid of the draft was confused for a moment, and then to her horror to find that this was not the case.

Dinaire, the god of literature and knowledge, is using his divine power as a stroke to distort and sweep away the words depicted in the draft of the Ciri Sutra that once belonged to Shirek, the prince of lies.

"No...... No! ”

The spirit of the draft of the Ciri Sutra let out a cries for help.

The words that were originally recorded on the draft praising the Prince of Lies were like memories with Ciric to her.

She still remembered that when Ciric wanted to step on the throne of the One God, she and many other sisters were specially engraved with a letter belonging to Ciric.

The drafts of the Ciri Sutra and the Prince of Lies achieved each other, and finally created the Hiri Sutra, a high-level artifact that can be said to be the most harmful to the living beings on the mainland.

Looking back on it now, it was a wonderful memory......

Her consciousness had begun to fog.

Altering everything about Ciric recorded on the draft is like forcibly erasing her memories and everything that ever existed before.

The feeling of being cleansed away made her miserable.

She let out a desperate wail: "Don't take away my memories, I don't want to disappear from this world!" ”

"do~ But you weren't the spirit of the draft of the Xirui Sutra!"

A light-hearted voice sounded: "do~ You are just the main body of the lying divine power that the draft of the Ciri Sutra transferred to you,

Combining the glorious charm of Huihui Mecanshut and Mila Yuphimia,

Coupled with Kyle's natural charm and otherworldly aura, as well as the power of totems and the power of the four gods, a pseudo was born by chance.

It's just that you just happen to use the draft of the Shri Sutra as a container, and most of the memories you have are just empty reproductions. ”

"I'm ...... Empty? ”

"do~ almost, if the power of the gods represents one side of order, then the power of the abyss represents the other side of chaos.

A special power from outside the world and the power of the totem with domination at the core collide in Kyle's body, resulting in a change that no one expected.

The thing that came out of this is you, and you have nothing to do with Ciric in the first place, but it's just wishful thinking because your memory is confused.

You are not a god, not a demon, not a totem, not a machine spirit, not a human, not even a soul......

Everything you have is just stitched together, and since it is the product of stitching, why are you not willing to accept more stitches and become the object of his domination? ”

"I ......"

"Do you want revenge?" This time, the voice of the will of the world doesn't even have a strange prefix.

"Revenge?"

"Don't you hate Cirek now? Then lift the cloak you've covered with Shirek and give Kyle everything you have.

As long as every element of the Hyri Sutra that belongs to a lie is replaced by something else that belongs to Kyle, then all the power of the lie will be usurped by him. ”

"Does that count as revenge?"

"do~ Forget it, after all, Ciric will permanently lose this part of his power, and watch what belongs to him be taken away forever, and there is no greater revenge for the gods."

"Then I'll disappear......"

"do~ Why don't you see this as a new life?"

"Freshmen?"

"do~ There is not much time left for you, Kyle wants the Sanctuary, if you miss this opportunity, you won't be able to do anything."

On that day, the spirit of the self-proclaimed draft of the Ciri Sutra suddenly felt an unprecedented vibration in the world of the mind and body.

"Is that guy named Kyle on the promotion? The walls of the heart are getting thicker and thicker...... It doesn't look like there's any way out. ”

Feeling her body full of holes, she already knew that she was not the spirit of the so-called draft, but she still felt extremely heartache.

"That's it......"

She gradually stopped thinking.

This time, all the words that had recorded Ciric on the draft of the Ciric Sutra were erased one by one, and the memories that once belonged to Shirek and the followers of Shirek poured out of her mind like excretion at this moment.

Instead, there are words engraved with Kyle's knowledge and memories, and she feels as if she has been replaced by a person, and she becomes more and more confused.

Eventually, she realized something and let out a cry of despair:

"No, let me say goodbye to Him first, I still want to ......"

Dinaire's divine strokes are finally inscribed into Kyle's words.

At this moment, the draft of the Ciri Sutra, which was originally floating in the air, broke instantly.

On the cover, the iron locks and skulls that Ciric used to restrain the strength of the draft shattered instantly.

The entire draft of the Ciri Sutra became a condensed mass of raw material.

Almost instantly, all corners of the spiritual body world began to have a force that escaped from the Xirui Sutra.

There is the source of power of the [Scarlet Sword], which has been completely dominated by Kyle, and it turns into a heavy sword and pierces into it.

Then there is the origin of the divine armament transformed by the gods, condensed into a crimson gold armor and integrated into it.

As these two things moved, a strong wind blew in the mind-body world.

From Kyle's professional core, to the charm and demonic nature, to the power of the totem, the fragments of the four gods......

The power of the mess continues to flow into the raw material.

Miss Draft's grief has never stopped since it began.

"My Memory ......"

"No, I don't want to be stuffed into those strange powers......"

"Demonic ...... Woooooooooooo ”

"Go away, don't want the power of the totem or something!"

……

"I seem to be getting used to ......"

"Forget it, let's mess it up, it's already like this anyway......"

"The brain is getting unclean, woo woo!"

"Talent...... I won't admit that the queen jasmine smells good! ”

"Die, die, die! I'm just taking revenge, not for any other reason! ”

……

"That thing, it's noisy!" In the mind-body world, the expressionless Esther looked at the expanding sphere in the sky, and suddenly her body became bigger and bigger, and she swallowed Miss Draft into her stomach in one gulp.

She patted her stomach and put a clean smile on her face:

"It's much quieter."

The next moment, Miss Draft's sickly voice came from her body:

"Ah, it's the smell of the master! Sure enough, compared to some bullshit Ciric, it still tastes better than Kyle's master.

What the hell happened to me before...... Well? What a strange body, this sister, can you let me out? ”

Esther was silent for a while, and said, "Yes, as long as you don't disturb my calculations, the master's weapon can only be mine, but if you are well-behaved, I will occasionally let you come into contact with him." ”

"What if I want to rob it?"

"Then eat you." Well, declarative sentences, it's clear that Esther is serious.

“…… But you have made me in the form of a master, don't you just want me to help him? ”

Esther shook his head and said, "It's okay, as long as I digest you, everything you have will be inherited by me, whether it's the Scarlet Sword or the Divine Weapon, I can digest it......

You too. ”

"Please don't do that!" Miss Draft sighed: "What should I call you, just call Esther?" ”

Esther saw that this guy softened, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and said softly:

"You call me sister, you don't have a name, let's call me Eco in the future, Esther and Echo, share Queen Slime's body together, do you feel about it?"

“…… Okay, then I'll reluctantly accept it. ”

When everything returned to calm, the movement in the mind-body world finally stopped.

In the void, the will of the world has long since left.

Dinaire, the god of literature and knowledge, glanced at the other two gods helplessly, and whispered:

"What's going on with Mother World, this is already a fraud, after all, in the final analysis, the essence of that thing is still the origin of the draft of the Ciri Sutra, which accounts for the majority.

In this way, it was washed by us, and it was directly washed into Kyle's exclusive weapon. ”

"Isn't that good? In this way, with the power of the same root and the same origin, Kyle has achieved a qualitative improvement in both expanding his own realm and shielding the perception of gods. ”

An earthy yellow light cluster on the side said faintly, it was the manifestation of the Earth Mother God in the spiritual and physical world.

A sun-like cluster of light pondered for a moment:

"Compared to this...... What is the situation with that gluttonous slime, the previous Scarlet Sword and Divine Weapons are gone, and now the draft of the Ciri Sutra, or the Book of Kyle, which has changed its essence, has been swallowed by her. ”

The group of light representing the Mother Earth Goddess whispered:

"It's all the same, she's half of Kyle's body herself, and she's digested so many strange things before, and the powers in her body are more chaotic than that draft."

The god of literature and knowledge is helpless: "Compared to this...... I always feel that the current mother of the world has also become bad, forget it, no matter, what should be done has been done.

It's just that until he gets used to this power, Kyle's kid may not be able to live in peace. ”

The feeling of power expansion generated during his promotion to the Sanctuary briefly blurred Kyle's perception, causing him to ignore the anomalies in the mind-body world.

By the time everything was calm, Esther had patted her lower abdomen, digested the power of the draft of the Ciri Sutra, and mastered the new form.

Kyle didn't realize this yet, but when he started using the realm, he could feel the presence of that power.

……

【In the carriage】

"Sister Franca."

Kyle's flat voice rang out.

Franca's expression stiffened, patted her head, and said with some confusion:

"Kyle, what the hell is going on in your boy's sanctuary......"

Kyle was keenly aware that something was wrong.

Sister Franca's state today is really abnormal.

"I didn't rush the Sanctuary." Kyle said very seriously.

"Yes...... Is that so? It's really weird, I always feel like I've been affected by something. ”

Seeing that Sister Franca's situation was indeed not right, she was now slightly red, as if she was drunk.

The figure of the beautiful witch is easy to make people think of the couch at the first time, but now in the sparkling flow, the appearance of forgiveness and the taste of wanting to refuse and welcome make her voice a little numb.

Kyle coughed a few times and said, "Sister Franca, it's easy for you to challenge my character.

And it's not good to be in a carriage. ”

"Why, you still want to try it out of the carriage?" Franka said in a coquettish voice.

"Sister Franca, I'm sure you're really not right now...... Or rather, it's me who has a problem here. ”

There was an embarrassed expression on Franca's face, a hint of begging for mercy, and only then did she feel a little clearer after applying a mechanical mind to herself.

However, what she didn't notice was that after applying the mechanical mind, her mouth opened slightly, and her exhalation was not much better, but under the suppression of the mechanical mind, she subconsciously restrained herself from biting her moist thin lips, and her voice was cold......

Instead it's more exciting?

Not noticing, she said:

"Your sanctuary is 100% wrong, when I was in Lionheart Fort just now, the maids' eyes were eager to get on you, and I couldn't take my eyes off at all, I thought it was ......"

"What's it?" Kyle subconsciously skinned.

"Girls are somehow more astringent than boys, and you know this better than I do.

In your current state, don't go to the base camp yet, I'll take you to a real expert first. ”

"Who?"

"Monarch Bartlett, he's resting near a nearby inn now."

"Good ......" Kyle doesn't have any reason to refuse.

In fact, Kyle was already vaguely aware of something during this time.

After all, he had a lot of dealings with the maids in the [Shadow Garden] in his daily life, so he could naturally find that the mood of his maids had obviously changed.

Yes, it's not one or two, but even the head maid of Rinka, who has always been known for her calmness, has recently begun to get distracted when facing herself.

Well, the most intuitive feeling is still on the al-Hasaka.

In the past two days, Hasaka has been extremely clingy, because of the special master-servant relationship between the two, Hasaka said bluntly:

"The current owner makes people want to take two bites at a glance."

……

The two didn't delay too much.

Kyle admits that he is a charming and charming sister like a Franka, and he can be regarded as a feast for his eyes when he looks at it twice.

But in this obviously reluctant situation, he still didn't want to take advantage of others.

Abide by his moral bottom line and don't break through casually, this is the principle he set for himself.

Because he knows too well that as long as he breaks through the first time, he can break through the second, the third, and the thousands.

He didn't want to see himself like that.

Of course, if he has reached an important level, Kyle will also play the "flexible moral bottom line" that he once used to be the fourth natural disaster.

He always had a feeling that that day was not too far away.

……

Soon, when the carriage stopped at a medium-sized hotel, Franca asked the coachman to inform the Lionheart Warband, telling them that something was wrong with them and that they needed to pass slowly.

Then he turned around and led Kyle into the hotel.

This time, Franka paid a little attention to the people around her, and soon found out that even men now have a spring breeze smile on their faces when they see Kyle.

As for the women......

It's already a bit unsightly.

With a big head, she had to speed up her pace and quickly lead Kyle away from the scene, otherwise she would inevitably have a scene of fruit throwing.

Before Franca could take Kyle to Monarch Bartlett's room, she saw Lord Bartlett approaching her.

"Okay, I know what the situation is." As soon as the old man with a kind smile on his face appeared, he directly patted the two of them on the shoulder.

In a burst of spatial distortion, the two of them were directly teleported to the Secret Scroll Mage Academy.

After Kyle and Franka relieved their physical reactions to the short-distance spatial teleportation, Lord Bartlett turned his head to look at Kyle and said with a serious face:

"Your kid's situation is a bit troublesome right now...... It's been years since anyone approached this field. ”

"Mr. Bartlett, what the hell am I doing now?"

Kyle himself doesn't know what's going on yet.

The system panel doesn't quantify everything, at least not in the case of the system panel.

"You kid, the enchanting component in the succubus bloodline has undergone a superdimensional evolution, what did you do during the time you broke through the Sanctuary!"

Street Diary:

【Benbi Diary】

I spent more than 1,000 yuan to buy an electrostatic capacitance keyboard before, and I feel that the impact of finger soreness caused by the crazy code words has been reduced a lot during this time, which is great.

But I also bought an extra set of keyboard peripherals, and after using it, I found that it didn't feel as good as the original, so the peripherals were not installed.

Woo woo, my heart hurts, I spent so much money in vain

(Evaluation: Don't spend where you don't need to spend, you will look stupid and stupid)

(End of chapter)