Adheer cautiously followed behind the white-haired head maid, walking step by step.
"Miss Maid, she is so tall..." Adishil was thinking wildly. She was a little envious. She grew very slowly, so she was especially envious of tall people, especially women. She always felt that they were more mature than herself.
He is also more powerful and understanding——
How to get along with men.
"Miss Long Ge, your room has arrived. Do you have any other instructions?"
At this moment, Iofetta stopped. When she turned back to look at Edrasiel, the dragon princess was startled by her pair of lake-green eyes.
Those are such a pair of cold and calm eyes... Adhesile has seen countless pairs of eyes, joyful, angry, greedy, jealous, but the eyes of the maid, are the ones she has never seen before.
The most ruthless pair of eyes.
"Hmm..." Adishiel looked at those eyes and gathered some courage, "Um... Excuse me, Miss Maid, do you have anything else to do tonight?"
There was a look of contemplation on that face that was not painted with makeup, but was so beautiful that it was "frozen": "Is there anything I have to do... Usually only Miss Yilier and Master Ian would call me at night, but now Yi
Miss Li'er has already gone to bed, and Master Ian... probably won't call me tonight."
Edrasiel noticed that when Iofetta mentioned Ivan Ian, she paused for no reason.
Ah, indeed...
Sensitively capturing this point, Edrasil gently said to Iofetta: "So, Miss Maid, could you please chat with me tonight? I have some questions I want to ask you.
"
Iofetta stared at her quietly for a while, and finally said: "Miss Edrasile, please call me Iofetta. I like this name very much."
"Okay, Sister Iofeta." Adhil nodded happily, "In exchange, you will also call me by my nickname 'Adele', okay?"
Seeing Adheer's slightly expectant eyes, the white-haired head maid paused: "I would like to listen to your instructions."
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After coming out of Feldnan's place, Ivan hummed a little tune and walked towards his room.
He obtained permission from Feldnan, but he wanted to act now. The inquisitors were well hidden, and he needed to plan carefully how to obtain the greatest results with the current manpower.
Especially since the hostages they obtained have not yet fully fermented. Within a few hours after capturing the captives, they immediately removed the hostages. This level of mobility and control is a bit too scary, so you still have to wait for a day or two.
Say it again.
He pushed open the door and saw the captured church girl. She was thrown to the ground casually, in the usual style of Iofetta.
But to be honest, if it were Yiwen Ian himself, he would not choose to throw the girl directly on his bed - don't forget that she had a fight with Yiwen Ian before, and she was covered in dust and
There were bloodstains and black flakes falling off the charred robe whenever it was shaken slightly.
"But she looks quite cute..." Yi Wenyan squatted down and gently pushed aside the girl's silver-blue bangs, revealing a demure and pure face. Compared with carrying a long sword to fight and kill,
It is more suitable to wear glasses, sit in the library and quietly turn the pages.
Young, beautiful, with a touch of childishness, she is younger than Ivan imagined.
Yi Wenyan casually pulled up the girl's overly beautiful chrome ponytail, held it in his hand and played with it gently, thinking about what to do next.
The girl's hair is very soft, with a faint fragrance of the holy iris flower. She looks helpless lying on the ground in a coma. Her waist is very slender and cannot be held. The double peaks on her chest that rise and fall slightly with her breathing also have a good altitude.
.
If he really planned to push her down, Yi Wenyan was confident that even if she rolled around on the ground and was a little dirty, he would still be sure to have sex with her uncleanly after years of hunger and thirst.
But what about after falling in love with her?
Insulting a nun is not a small crime. If you agree with me, then it is certainly a favorite topic for the people to talk about, but if it is rape, even if he is the son of the lord, he will inevitably be criticized by the people behind his back.
point.
What's more, in order to fight against the judicial power monopolized by the church through the magical art of "divine appraisal", he is promoting the rule of law in the territory. If he takes the lead in spreading the news of raping nuns, then the people will suddenly realize that such things as law,
In fact, only the crimes of common people can be punished, but the crimes of nobles cannot be punished. So what will they think? Are they still willing to believe in the statement of "man-governed autonomy and natural human rights" promoted by the Bureau of Justice?
Yi Wenyan stretched out his finger and subconsciously poked the girl's cheek gently. How old is she? Sixteen years old? Fifteen years old? Or fourteen years old? At such a young age, she is already
With such a high level of magic and swordsmanship, her childhood must have been very monotonous and hard.
She practices swordsmanship day and night, prays to the gods, listens to the teachings of the church, firmly believes in the truth that those who are enemies of the gods are evildoers, and fervently believes that her life must be dedicated to the gods.
, and the fact that it must be dedicated to the gods——
And what would such a fanatical believer think when she suddenly finds out that she has lost her virginity to a dark heresy when she wakes up?
Did he commit suicide out of anger? Or was he swallowed by a crazy sense of shame and anger, vowing to hunt him down for the rest of his life and never look back?
Staring at her face, Yi Wenyan sighed softly, that is really a terrible future.
"Fanatical believer?" Yi Wenyan suddenly muttered and stood up with a dumbfounded smile. He quickly walked to the window and opened the curtains.
Looking out the window at the White Rose City in the night.
"I'm really crazy... I don't know how many fanatics like her, but they only met for less than a day, and they suddenly wanted to save her or something..." Yiwen Ian laughed to himself,
"I'm really obsessed..."
Possessed... Maybe this is possessed...
Yi Wenyan has forgotten what he originally thought. Perhaps the original reason may be simple - during the time when Nolan Ji'er lived, he received a lot of care from everyone in the Golden Lock of Crow.
In the turbulent life just after time travel, I felt very happy.
But because he is a time traveler, he is still dissatisfied in the face of such happiness. He always thinks greedily, to be better, to be better, to be happier, not only to be good to himself, but also to other people and the people around him.
, but also better and happier.
Desire, maybe this is the quality that a time traveler must have... When Yiwen Ian recalled his original self, he couldn't help but laugh at his own naivety.
Because it is not enough for one person to be happy, he must make the people around him happy as well, but the people around him also have friends and family, so it is not enough just for the people around him to live well, you must make more and more people happy.
For ordinary people, this may be a dead end. If he were not a time traveler, he might not be able to have such a simple and grand dream, right?
And if it weren't for chance that he suddenly became the son of a duke, perhaps this dream would be just a dream. Without a chance to come true, he would die in the face of reality, but it's not necessarily impossible.
Because, even with the help of the Duke's son, on the way to realize this ideal step by step, Yi Wenyan also felt tired and wanted to give up.
However, as long as he is tired from working in the Duke's Palace, he will go out and wander around the streets of White Rose City, quietly listening to the people's thoughts on the changes in life among the crowd, and listening to their words gradually
From dead silence, it slowly became infected with a hint of vitality, and then from a hint of vitality, it completely turned into words full of hopes and dreams.
Walking in the streets and alleys of the city, Yiwen felt as if he had become a member of the city. He could feel the breath of the territory and the city. That huge breath was composed of hundreds of thousands or millions of living people.
, these millions of territorial citizens, each of these millions of people have their own dreams, their own happiness, their own happiness, and as the lord of a county and the governor of the territory, his responsibility,
His tasks and ideals are shared and shared by these millions of people.
He brings happiness to tens of millions of people, and tens of millions of people trust each other with their lives. He is driven by him and directed by him. He conquers cities and forts and is invincible. He also builds cities and rural areas without rivals.
Because this is the breath of the entire Nanling, the beliefs and ideals of millions of people are entrusted in his hands. In front of this force, the power of an individual is so small. In front of this force, no matter what kind of enemy it is,
, are all so vulnerable in front of him.
Opening the window and breathing in the slightly cold air, Yi Wenyan calmed down his uncontrollable heart.
Because of the promises and hopes he gave, the people of Nanling trusted him, supported him, and followed him. However, the trust given by the people of Nanling to Yi Wenyan was reflected back into his heart, affecting his soul and making him
He gradually sinks into this boundless sense of accomplishment and mission, forgets himself, and does what the people want?
According to Ian.
If this is obsession... then we might as well let it continue like this for the time being.
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Adhesire held the vanilla tea that Iofetta had brewed for her in her hand, brought it to her mouth, and took a sip.
The mellow milk aroma mixed with the aroma of vanilla lingers briefly on the tip of the tongue and then spreads.
Heaving a sigh of relief, Edacil raised his head and looked at the white-haired girl in front of him: "Sister Iofeta, you and your brother have been together for many years, right?"
"Master Ian?" Iofita was placing cookies on the tray. When she heard Adishiel's words, her hand movements paused, "The time I spent with Master Ian was about
Longer than anyone in this family."
"Even if it is placed in the entire White Rose City, it is the second longest." Iofita put the tray filled with cookies and small cakes on the table, smoothed her hair behind her back, and sat on the chair.
"So that's how it is..." I don't know if it was an illusion, but Adysil always felt that she felt a touch of pride from Iofetta's calm tone, "It's so amazing..."
The two girls had just taken a shower, wearing only thin nightgowns, sitting at the tea table drinking milk tea.
Edacil was dragged away by Iven Ian after she had eaten half of her dinner. By this time, her stomach was already mostly empty. Seeing Iofeta actually bring the supper, she couldn't help but feel a trace of joy in her eyes.
, leaning forward, reached out his hand to the nut biscuits on the tray. He brought it to his mouth, and gnawed it like a little squirrel.
After chewing a few mouthfuls quickly and swallowing, Adishiel continued to ask: "Sister Iofeta, can you tell me what kind of person your brother is in your heart?"
Adishiel spent a day shopping with Ivan Ian, and although she gained some insights, she did not gain any inner connection from Ivan Ian's seemingly illogical actions - that is to say, she still did not understand.
I know Yiwen Ian well, but I don’t know what Yiwen Ian thinks at all.
She always felt that this was not going to work, so she found Iofita, the maid who was said to be the closest to Ivan Ian.
Hearing Edrasiel's question, Iofetta's shoulders stiffened slightly, and she looked away and looked out the window.
The light red curtains were open, and the night view of White Rose City was not glorious. The power system in the city was not enough to provide around-the-clock power supply to urban areas outside the industrial area. But Iofita always felt that the dark night also had its benefits.
For example, if time could go back to nine years ago, then she would rather Yi Wenyan rot away with her in the dark and rotten Wenning District than watch him just like this, step by step.
His side is getting further and further away.
Looking at the night, Iofetta thought quietly for a while, and finally she looked at Edrasil again——
"Master Ian...is a very fast person."
"Huh?" At Iofeta's somewhat nonsensical answer, Edasil was stunned. She held the half-bitten biscuit between her lips, but it was a bit cute, "Walk very fast? What does this mean?"
"
Iofita showed a faint smile that Adele had never seen before: "Miss Adele... you will know about it later."
"Master Ian is walking very fast. If you don't seize the opportunity now, his back will be farther and farther away from you, and he will go higher and higher. Finally, you will have to look up to him and you will no longer be able to catch him.
——”
That smile was so sad, but at the same time it had a kind of devilish sadness that made even Adysil, a woman, suffocate.
Edasil has never realized so clearly that Iofetta is a beauty, a beautiful woman that even she feels inferior to.
Her long hair, as white as snow, fell from the side of her slender neck to her body. Her towering peaks lifted up the front of her nightgown, with a majestic altitude that dwarfed her. A pair of slender catkins were placed somewhat casually.
Those slender thighs showed a good upbringing. But it is also easy for people to forget that it is this seemingly soft and delicate body that casually holds Adishil under the arm, in Wenning District.
He ran for several kilometers on the roof of the house, but he didn't even breathe heavily.
Beautiful and powerful, they are in sharp contrast to Adasheel's delicate and weak character.
But it was such a woman who was considered perfect in the eyes of Adishiel, who told her that she could no longer hold on to Ivan Ian.
How could you just give up like this!
Driven by an indescribable impulse, Edrasil stood up suddenly. She stretched out her hands to grab the biscuit, and held Iofetta firmly with her greasy hands——
"Sister Iofeta, please cheer up! My father once told me: If you choose to give up, you will definitely fail. If you choose to wait, the opportunity will flow away in vain. So no matter how slim the hope is, you can only chase it yourself.
If you have tried it, you will not regret it! Since you feel that your brother has left you, why don't you catch up? If you give up, you will definitely be disappointed. If you don't give up, there may be a glimmer of hope. If you give up, then
That’s when everything is really over!”
Edrasil held Iofeta's hand tightly, and in her confusion, she suddenly had the illusion that she was holding her yesterday's self.
Last night, she was so desperate that she once wanted to give up everything and die.
However, it wasn’t until Yi Wenyan took her and really walked in front of death that she suddenly discovered——
It turned out that I was so stupid when I chose to give up everything.