Lin Ruo is naturally not sure whether the dark history collection of the true God's angels, large and small, which he has collected for thousands of years, from the Second Age to the present day, is in the library in charge of Little Bethel, but this is obviously not the case.
Prevent him from using these black histories as bait to fish.
On the contrary, he will not lose no matter what, so why not do it!
Thinking like this, Lin Ruo looked at the excited people and said leisurely: "Of course, I don't participate in the card game, I am considered the banker."
"In addition, you cannot actively use extraordinary abilities when playing cards. I don't care about passive buffs."
"I have no objection." Medici was the first to speak. He still looked a little lazy, his eyes swept over the other people present, and only paused slightly when they landed on Ourolyus, and finally
His eyes returned to Lin Ruo.
"Okay." Urolius also nodded. He seemed to hesitate for a moment. After a second of silence, he raised his hand and looked at Lin Ruodao: "But I don't seem to know other people's dark histories. I can use other methods.
Something instead?"
Others also looked at Lin Ruo at this time, obviously looking forward to hearing a definite answer from the other person's mouth.
"Of course..." Lin Ruo protracted her tone, then shook her head unhurriedly and said, "No."
Ouroleus's expression suddenly showed a hint of disappointment, as did the siblings Bernadette and Bonois.
After all, exposing one’s own dark history and other people’s dark histories is so exciting.
Although they really want to destroy their own black histories or learn about other people's black histories, they obviously still want to avoid such punishment.
Only Medici, who had the deepest understanding of Lin Ruo's character, seemed to have no expectations for this matter from the beginning, and his expression remained normal.
Faced with the disappointed expressions of several people, Lin Ruo suddenly smiled gently and said, "But if you really can't provide the dark history, may I allow you to write an article to repay the debt?"
Medici:!
Ourolius:?
Bernadette:!!!
Bonoit:.
As soon as these words came out, there was silence in the living room. After a few seconds, Bernadette summoned up the courage and asked nervously: "Godfather, do you mean writing novels like my father?"
"Yes and no." Lin Ruo raised the corner of her mouth and smiled happily, "I mean writing, I mean writing fan fiction."
"For example, Beibei, if you can't provide any dark history, you can make up a short love story between your father and your mother to pay off the debt." Lin Ruo made an analogy. He looked at the people present and knew that they
Everyone should understand the meaning of fan fiction, so he smiled and said:
"I won't specify the theme this time. It's the New Year, so everyone can be happy."
Although he wanted to persecute her, considering that today was a reunion night with the main theme of warmth, Lin Ruo had to endure the persecution.
Otherwise, let Bonois arrange the fan version of Russell x Witch immediately.
After hearing Lin Ruo's words, everyone breathed a sigh of relief almost unanimously. Except for Bonova, the other three people looked at each other and basically saw the words "sympathize with each other" in each other's eyes.
After checking their eyes, they were all people who had been persecuted by Lin Ruo.
"Then I have no problem." Ourolius put down his hand and said.
The two kings of angels had no objections, and Bernadette and Bonois siblings naturally had no objections either, so an unprecedented angel card game began.
…
At the same time, there is a tomb of non-existence and reality.
"Lin Bao, your master must be persecuting me, otherwise why would my back have been so cold since before, and even my soul is tingling."
Russell, who was still sitting on the toilet-like throne, gathered his clothes and felt that the thin robe he just wore could not bring him even a trace of warmth.
Lin Ruo, what on earth are you doing?
Russell roared in his heart. After roaring, he found that his previous words did not receive a response from Lin Bao. He suddenly said strangely: "Lin Bao, why don't you speak? Are you finally broken?"
[No, Lin Bao just feels that there is no need to answer your question. It is not strange for the master to persecute you. 】
Lin Bao finally responded, with a sense of matter-of-factness in his tone.
[And Lin Bao wants to be quiet today and doesn’t want to answer your silly questions. 】
"Jingjing? Who is Jingjing? Is Lin Baoqian in love? Premature love is not good." Russell raised his eyebrows and said in a surprised and exaggerated tone.
[Please don’t be clever, Lin Bao is not in the mood to joke with you right now.]
Lin Bao may be a little angry, but his tone is still calm.
Russell looked at it, looking at this artificially retarded man who had been with him for more than 150 years, and suddenly said:
"Lin Bao, you are lonely."
The tomb suddenly became quiet.
After a long time, Lin Bao's slightly stubborn voice sounded:
【Lin Bao is not lonely, Lin Bao will not be lonely.】
"But you are just lonely... Well, what is this called? Will an artificially retarded man dream about his useless master?" Russell said and stood up from the throne.
[The master is not heartless, and you are not qualified to say that about the master.]
【Lin Bao doesn’t know how to dream either.】
"Well, you can't dream. After all, you are just an artificial retard." Russell nodded, walked up to Lin Bao, reached out and picked up the doll that looked like Jingle Cat, and plucked its ears:
"You just miss Lin Ruo."
Lin Bao fell silent.
While Russell was tugging on the cat's ears like a cat, he returned to the throne and sat down. He put Lin Bao on his knees and rubbed it again and again:
"This is normal. I miss Beibei too, and I miss that brat Bonoy."
There was silence in the mausoleum again.
After a long time, Lin Bao's slightly aggrieved voice came out:
"I just miss Master a little, a little."
"Well, I know, billion points."
Russell nodded and stroked Lin Bao twice more, his voice rare and gentle:
"Don't worry, based on what I know about Lin Ruo, he should be able to get me back soon."
"By then, we won't be lonely anymore."
Lin Bao nuzzled Russell's hand with his head in response.
…
Different from the card game scene and a certain mausoleum that is full of loneliness, the atmosphere in Moretti's house at this moment can be said to be very warm. The three brothers and sisters are gathered next to the sofa, talking with each other.
The topic they discussed was the preparations for Benson and Melissa to settle in Backlund.
Unlike Klein and Lin Ruo who had no choice but to run away, Benson and Melissa have decided to live in Backlund, which is not a bad thing for them.
After all, Amon's threat cannot be generalized to Klein, Benson and Melissa.
Klein is too conspicuous because of the Source Castle, so Backlund is a big spotlight, and Lin Ruo is two spotlights, so he has to run away.
Without knowing Klein's identity, Benson and Melissa would obviously not be paid special attention by Amon. At the same time, it is well known that Amon can be found anywhere in the world. Compared to Tingen, who does not even have a Sequence 6,
Obviously, for Benson and Melissa, Backlund is safer and has more development prospects.
Of course, the most important point is probably that Klein already knew that Lin Ruo was going to ask the Goddess of the Night and Adam to erase as much of the traces of his wandering in Backlund and do the finishing work before running away.
This eliminates the final ambiguity.
But similarly, Sherlock Office naturally cannot be used as a residence for Benson and Melissa after they go to Backlund, so they are discussing this issue at this moment.
Listening to his sister's speech that followed the principle of diligence and frugality, Klein smiled helplessly, but at the same time, his heart felt at peace like never before.
"Klein, you think so too. We don't need such a big house at all, as long as it's similar to where we live now." Melissa suddenly looked at Klein and said.
"Well, I actually don't have any objections..." Klein nodded and added: "But I think at least you don't have to wrong yourselves in life. We still don't lack this little money..."