Natasha and Constantine were enjoying themselves without any interruption. No one noticed them except Hill who was checking the surroundings.
In this area, signals from the outside are physically isolated, but as long as someone connects Cortana to the signal transmission equipment of the sacrificial organization, Cortana can instantly control all networked devices.
But now that Genmei has not been found, it is difficult for everyone to take action. They can only wait for Cortana.
When Hill brought Geralt back, calm had returned to the hut, at least on the surface.
Everyone was sitting in the living room, some chatting away. Constantine and Geralt were like two mutes. Only Natasha and Hill could occasionally talk to each other. As for Grerit, he just wanted to talk now.
After completing the mission, return to your home and enjoy Loretta's arms.
The organization behind the scenes can't stand it either. This group of people is completely different from the previous sacrifices, calm and plain.
So hidden pipes throughout the room slowly released pheromone reagents that can increase desire.
But who would have thought that when the pheromones evaporated, everyone wearing masks would receive the prompt instantly and block these chemical substances.
As a piece of equipment obtained by Lothric from an interstellar spy, it only has a basic function of modifying the face. It can prevent poisonous gases, provide internal circulation and oxygen supply, and even allow people to survive in outer space for several hours.
Hill glanced at Natasha, and after the two looked at each other, they both understood that this was the enemy's trap.
But looking at the two pieces of wood next to them, Constantine and Geralt didn't react at all, they just waited.
Natasha smiled at Hill, licked her lips, turned over and sat on Constantine, covered other people's eyes with her body, and started her performance.
This kind of behavior made Hill feel a little uncomfortable. It was agreed that the two of you would play together, but you suddenly found someone else.
Hill looked at Geralt beside him, wondering if he should sacrifice something to do something that would make both of them happy.
Just as Hill was untying his hair, there was a sound from the side of the room, and a cellar door suddenly opened, which suddenly relaxed the somewhat gorgeous atmosphere.
Hill, who was interrupted, tied up his hair again in embarrassment and followed the others down to the cellar.
This cellar was originally a place used by the organization behind the scenes to lure sacrifices into choosing their own way of death. It was filled with various props representing monsters.
Constantine, who was smoking, clearly displayed the carelessness of a smoker at this time. He threw the puzzle ball he picked up from nowhere and said: "The things in this cellar are quite interesting. We can each choose a few...
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Hearing this, everyone present smiled slightly and began to select items with understanding.
But the sacrifice organization behind it is not so happy. In this sacrifice, the victim must choose his own way of death.
According to Constantine's arrangement, they will have to release more monsters if this continues, and the aftermath will be damning.
But at this point, any further intervention would be a blasphemy against the evil god. If you want to appease the evil god, you must let the sacrifice follow the routine.
So everyone picked out their favorite items. Natasha got a ballet box and a wedding dress, Geralt picked a unicorn, and Hill looked around and picked a mask to wear on his face.
Constantine held the puzzle ball and had already begun to decipher its structure.
"Farke, how many things did they choose?"
The sacrificial organization behind the scenes began to curse. These tens of seconds created a huge workload for them. They could not refuse, so they had to bite the bullet and complete the request.
"The Tooth Fairy, the Ghost Bride, the Unicorn, the Stranger Killer, the Hell Monk, oh, that Bichi also took away the potted plant, quickly check whether it is the representative of the Whomping Willow or the Harassment Tree..."
For a moment, the organization behind the scenes began to make rapid arrangements so that the monsters would appear in front of the sacrifice at a suitable time.
But in this commotion, no one noticed that the original Grerit disappeared at some point.
Back in the living room, everyone took the items they selected and played with them casually. Natasha opened the ballet box and looked at the little man inside and fell into memories of the past.
"When I was a child, I thought that learning ballet was to make me a ballet dancer, but it turned out that I became an agent..."
Hill looked at Natasha and didn't know what to say. She broke the potted plant beside her out of boredom and threw the mask into the fireplace not far away.
At this point, the living room fell into silence, with only the sound of the ballet music box and the occasional sound of firewood giving the space a hint of life.
Suddenly, several strange figures wearing white masks appeared on the window. They raised the sharp knives in their hands and gestured at the people inside.
Just when Hill saw their figures clearly, these people disappeared without warning.
The sound of horses neighing gradually came from outside. Geralt threw the horn in his hand and said, "I'll go out and have a look. If it's a mare, maybe I can find a companion for Carrot..."
The situation gradually became different, but the three people present remained motionless. It was as if everything outside had nothing to do with them. Only the occasional white mask appeared, making Hill even more irritable.
Natasha looked at the white wedding dress beside her and wanted to try it on for no reason.
Just as she was about to leave, she was caught by Constantine.
"The clothes have been locked by the evil spirit. You have to stay with me to ensure safety..."
However, Natasha didn't care about this. She put on her veil to cover her face and said, "Don't you want to see me in my wedding dress? Maybe it's okay..."
Natasha bowed her body and stretched out her hand to hold Constantine's collar. Constantine didn't resist at all and was pulled directly into the room.
"Dog man and woman!"
After Hill cursed, she couldn't stay in the room anymore as she heard the sound gradually rising.
So Hill had no choice but to go out and avoid the embarrassing scene outside.
At this time, a rustling sound came from the forest. Hill drew his gun and pointed it in that direction, and it was Geralt who came out.
Geralt was walking out of the woods, shaking a horn still stained with blood, with an unhappy look on his face.
"I thought it was an obedient unicorn, but it turned out to be a fool and very irritable, so I pulled off its horn. Why don't you stay in the room..."
Facing Hill's eyes, Geralt threw the horn to Hill and said, "You can use it to make some ammunition or cold weapons, which can cause damage to some things..."
Looking at the unscrupulous Geralt, Hill asked: "You just take action? Don't you need to pretend anymore?"
"Didn't you notice that Grerit has disappeared? He has already found his own people, and there is no need to wait any longer..."
Hill sneered at this moment and said: "That's good, I've had enough of those peeping toms!"
Hill turned around and stared at the killers wearing white masks, took out his sword and walked toward them angrily.