The four hundred and eleventh chapter has not appeared for a long time
Intis, Trier, No. 49 Montaigne Avenue West, in front of a luxurious villa, a luxurious but not arrogant carriage slowly stopped, and a girl with black hair, brown eyes, and a slightly round face slowly stopped.
Stepping out of the car, it was Triss who had not been seen for a long time.
She was wearing an evening dress with a white background and red stripes. It was the kind of dress that could easily make people feel tacky, but when worn on the right person, it would look very flattering. There is no doubt that as a witch of pleasure, she
That's the right person.
She turned around and greeted the driver of the carriage gracefully. As the carriage quickly disappeared from sight, the smile on Triss's face slowly disappeared.
He walked to the door with that cold expression on his face, and without making a move, the brass door handle started to spin spontaneously as if it was being twisted by something.
"It's really strange. I thought you would spend the night at the Prime Minister's house today!"
As Tris's feet crossed the threshold, a slightly teasing voice came from the direction of the living room. A girl with long chestnut hair was leaning on the sofa in a very inelegant posture. This was exactly
The former third prince of Loen, now the [Kingdom] Adelina.
Her legs were propped up on the coffee table, and from the entrance, she could easily see the scenery under her open skirt.
"It seems that your pleasure potion digestion progress has improved?" Triss glanced at the empty skirt, her contempt was almost beyond words. Adelina trembled when she heard this, and immediately put her hands together.
He closed his legs and curled up, and said angrily:
"If I finish digesting it, the first thing I will do is pin you on the boat (tongqizi)!"
"Then you have to hunt a demigod first." Triss felt a little nervous, but she still looked calm and calm on the outside. She casually threw away the velvet hat on her head.
On the coat rack at the entrance, I casually kicked off my high heels, walked into the room barefoot, picked up the kettle on the table and took a sip from the spout, rolled my eyes, and let out a sigh of relief.
road:
"That LSP, the Prime Minister, smells like an angry ram all over his body. Just being on the dance floor with him makes me want to throw up!"
"What's not like this about Intis? It's full of disgusting smells, and they're even proud to keep that smell! Oh my god, last week Congressman Mehero showed off to me his bed that was stained with that stuff! Damn it!
Yes! I kind of understand why those diplomats from Loen who came from Intis kept saying that Intis was easy to resign, and they were so confused when they left one by one! A bunch of liars!"
Adrian's expression was a little out of control as he spoke, but Triss felt slightly calm after hearing this and said indifferently:
"All gifts of fate have been secretly marked with a price. This is the price you should pay to escape the fate of death, isn't it?"
"You're right." The chestnut-haired girl's mood calmed down a little. She gently touched her ring and said with some sadness:
"The progress of the acting is still too slow."
"That's good. By the way, where are the lovers you have?" Triss narrowed her eyes and probed intentionally or unintentionally. The relationship between the two is very complicated now. On the one hand, they are church members who support each other.
But at the same time, a horror game called [Play Racing] is going on.
Snow's joke at the beginning became an indelible thorn in the hearts of the two of them.
In short, this is a strange game in which although you don't intend to do so, you are worried that the other person will fuck you when he becomes a demigod, so you have to reach the demigod first.
On the surface, the two live under the same roof, but this place is actually a large "mailbox" that accepts invitations to high-society dance parties. In fact, neither party will stay here overnight. They both have their own safe house in Trier.
, each maintains several "lovers" to explore new possibilities of playing the witch of pleasure.
Every day after returning from that disgusting dance, the two of them would conduct a test like this. Through each other's speech, behavior, and facial expressions, they would guess whether the other party had mastered the skill of performing joy.
And the fact is, they did master it.
Adelina's method is to use illusions to make herself fall into hallucinations, and to use the memories of her past days and nights to let herself experience the feeling of joy again.
And Triss's path is a bit wilder. She exchanged a lot of transformation abilities from the faceless man's body through teaching, and then made a big deal on her beans. Although there is a slight difference in reality, at least from
Formally, it achieves the effect of stamens (it has been deleted and revised several times, everyone understands it, and I can’t explain it if you don’t).
Although the progress of such a self-deceptive performance is still not fast, the joy mixed with the pain of knowing that she is lying to herself greatly stimulates the witch's power.
Although they firmly believe that they are men and will eventually become men, Tris and Adelina have taken the intrigue between best friends to a new level.
Of course Snow, who lent them spells, knew what they were doing, but as a fun-loving person, he just wrote down a "weakness account" of the same type for each of them, and ignored it.
"By the way, is there any new information from the Prime Minister?" Seeing Triss tearing off the evening dress without any scruples, Adelina stuffed a French fries into her mouth with a calm expression, Triss
He shook his head and said:
"At present, Intis has no plans for war as a whole. The status between Roen and Feysac is still unclear. When their own interests are not violated, they are not in a hurry to take sides. I think they actually want to wait for Roen.
If we really start a fight with Feysac, then depending on the situation, we can choose to inflict insults on Luen, or give Feysac help in times of trouble. Well, after all, you Luen believe in storms, and you are naturally unable to deal with the sun of Intis."
Adelina knocked her head in distress and took a deep breath. It was not because of her faith, but because——
"It's too difficult to ambush demigods on the mainland."
"Why are you so anxious? Anyway, you and I haven't even digested the joy yet." There was a glint in Triss's eyes. Adelina immediately realized that her tone was a bit anxious, but she didn't panic and said calmly:
"Anyway, with the state you and I are in, as long as we are promoted, we can absorb most of the pain immediately. If we don't prepare now, why don't we wait until the pain is over for both of us before we fight?"
When the two men-turned-women were fighting each other, the air suddenly became cold, and the lights in the entire living room also became dim in an instant. Along with an unobservable gray-green stream of light, a girl was sealed with red paint.
The envelope slowly landed on the backbone of the two people.
Looking at the courier that was swimming rapidly in mid-air, but leaving behind an afterimage due to overlapping trajectories, the two looked at each other, and then reached out to the envelope with the crown pattern printed on the seal... …
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road and meets familiar people, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There is no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they are indifferent to everything.
Regarding this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, it also has some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Slayer Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and eventually he is expected to become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Department, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possess the memory of the previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Different from other places in the Demon Suppression Division that are full of chills, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppression Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment just changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, causing him to frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Zhenmo Division.
