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Chapter 221 Mind Pollution and Mind Control, Succubus Bloodline Evolution (10K)

Franka shook her head, suppressing the absurd scene in her dream deep in her heart.

She wanted to be a good older sister, but other than that, she didn't have too many thoughts. As for the dream that would have passed the trial if it was released...

I hope it's just because I think too much.

Franka plans to ask professionals in a few days. With this level of strength, it is still very difficult to simply dream.

In particular, she is a mage. The core of the profession and the brain are closely related to the mages. It is inevitable that the brain will become overactive as the strength grows.

This not only allows the mage to concentrate more on doing things during the daily waking period, but at the cost of it, it is even more difficult to dream.

So in many cases, for high-level mages, dreaming may not be a good thing. It is very likely that you have noticed certain elements in your subconscious, but you have no way to piece them together into a whole.

In the end, these elements that are closely related to me accumulated more and more, and I instinctively made myself feel a sense of crisis, and then when I was dreaming, a brainstorm burst out, forming something similar to a prophetic dream.

Therefore, in the world of mages, dreaming of bad things can really arouse the vigilance of mages, because no one knows whether the dream contains any fatal factors.

However, after getting into the carriage with Kyle, Franka was a little bit dumbfounded.

After all, to be honest, the nature of the dream is not that bad, but sometimes the crimson dream always makes people think of something that is difficult to describe in detail.

A mocking smile formed on the corner of Franca's mouth.

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

It seemed that she realized that Kyle hadn't noticed her. After the two got into the carriage and their slender legs were covered by the table in the carriage, Franka's eyes became a little deeper.

With a big movement of the index finger, there was an imperceptible friction sound across his silk-smooth skin.

Recalling it carefully, it is not a bad thing that the slightly crimson Ripple Dream was about to happen last night.

She can even now recall that at the end of that dream, she was hugged, and her body was stuck in front of the huge glass window like a nun praying.

The little succubus in the dream had a lot of strength, as if his own strength had been emptied in an instant, so he could only let him exert his strength.

On the other hand, he looked at the swaying world outside the Lion Heart Castle with tears in his eyes.

Thinking about it, the beautiful witch's toes became restless, and her calf covered by the boots rubbed against Kyle's leg one after another.

Her eyes gradually became hollow, as if she didn't notice the abnormality of her actions at all.

Just like newborn children always beg for food subconsciously, they don't even understand the concept of food...

This is how the beautiful witch is now. If you say that she likes Kyle, it is really nonsense.

At most, it is mixed with not so pure feelings that I don't know how many times.

After all, this is the son of her best friend. On the day Hibel got married, she personally put on a wedding dress for her good sister, and sent her to that stupid Anthony.

At that time, their marriage was almost unblessed.

She is the person who can count on ten fingers and sent blessings.

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

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

This kid is really up for it!
When Franka faced him, she would inevitably recall the child's tragic experience in the first half of her life. In the end, all of this turned into deep distress, making the pure affection for the younger generation more difficult. A little pity.

What Kyle doesn't know is that he's been under Franka's gaze from the very beginning.

Although Franka did not actually participate in the competition for the Grand Duke position, she was still one of the main controllers of Lionheart Castle. There were too many secrets in Lionheart Castle that she could not guard against.

In this case, there is no problem in using a little bit of authority to pay attention to Kyle's survival over the years.

My father also knew about this matter, and he didn't object to his actions, but sometimes he would say to her meaningfully:

"Franka, the [Federation Star] plan 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 the chance to choose to be one of them.

After all, using the head of the family as a low-value consumable item for transformation, even if Anthony agrees, would violate some of the most basic principles.

But you haven't thought about why Xibel has been by your side since you can remember?

After all, I actually don't like the succubus very much, but let her stay in the Lionheart Castle. "

"I don't know." That's how he answered back then.

"If it was just an ordinary succubus, I would not allow her to step into the gate of Lionheart Castle, even if she was just a child when she rushed over."

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

"Sheebel, does she also have her own mission?"

Now the entire continent, the parties actually have the prerequisites for a war.

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

My friend, I guess, is part of some top-secret plans that the federation is not allowed to disclose.

If not, there is no way to explain that a person who has no blood relationship with his family has been able to live in Lion Heart Castle for so many years.

In the final analysis, although the Lion Heart Castle is big, it is just a bigger cage.

His own father is the supervisor of this cage, the person who supervised Xibel who participated in some secret related links.

Needing to be personally supervised by his own father can already explain a lot of problems.

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

For his friend's son's Aiwujiwu, for the sympathy and pity for the little succubus in these years of life, for the cruel character of the little succubus growing up in adversity...

Well, maybe there is also some natural admiration for her father, which also affected 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 inner wall quietly opened a window.

She hadn't realized how dangerous this was.

To be precise, even Kyle was unaware of the various power systems flowing in him, and the collisions produced consequences that no one expected.

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

The eyeball of the abyss lord, succubus queen, Mecanthet absorbed by the symbiote Esther [Magic Eye].

It is a new [divine weapon] created after the interaction and transformation of the three gods with the flesh and blood of Cyric, the prince of lies.

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

When Scarlet Sword tried to destroy Kyle's spiritual body world, he was controlled by an idea left by his mother in the spiritual body world, and his spiritual body world underwent subtle changes.

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

Even... Although the draft of the Cyric scripture still tried hard to say to Kyle, "My favorite will always be Cyric".

But what's the use of saying liking, the fact is that the essence of the two drafts of the Siri Sutra is still locked in Kyle's room (referring to the spiritual and physical world) after being combined into one.

Kyle hadn't even realized what a terrible chain reaction the four gods descended on.

If you compare the main body of the "Spiritual Sutra" to being painstakingly cultivated, it finally turned to the top, from the head maid to Cyric's couch.

Then their drafts of the Ciri Sutra are like the little maids who have been following Cyric all the time, working hard and still harboring a little illusion in their hearts.

They've been waiting to be taken by Cyric, but Cyric doesn't care.

He just wants to let the draft of the Siri Sutra set off one storm after another on the mainland.

The conscientious little maids didn't want to disappoint Cyric, so they ran around and were rejected by others.

Although they are not as good as the main body, they still have many functions of the main body!

What is the purpose of doing this?
Then one day, one of the little maids inadvertently smelled her master's breath.

She will never admit it wrong!

The essence of that power definitely comes from its own master!
"Could it be that the master finally has a conscience? Willing to come and pick me up?"

The draft of the Xi Rui Sutra immediately turned around and kicked away the partner who was courting him.

A loyal follower of the Glorious Appearance, Dark Sun Bishop Allen:? ? ?
Now the little maid didn't think that much at all, and ran to that room without hesitation.

Then the bleak prison life kicked off like this!
Hell, there are all kinds of messy forces in this mind-body world.

Before she could even react, she felt a power from the abyss, the same source as the gods, pouring into her body.

As if being whipped fiercely, she subconsciously let out screams.

Before she could catch her breath, a frame of succubus's demonic allure was evident, but what drove this frame to operate was the orderly divine power of dawn, which instantly turned into venom and penetrated into her body inside.

This feeling is like someone pinched her nose, stuffed a pipe into her mouth, and forcefully poured milk into her body.

She didn't want to suffocate to death in this spiritual body world, so she could only cough and drink everything up.

When she came back to her senses, she found that she had almost lost most of her resistance and was locked in a cage named [Kyle's Spiritual Body World].

What was even more frightening was that she finally felt the source of the master's familiar smell.

That is the power to equip the gods produced by dismembering the body of the master saint after he descended.

The draft of the Siri Sutra has seen this power from afar before. It is hard to say whether it can completely destroy the main body, but it is too easy to kill a draft with incomplete power like myself.

But now, she foolishly ran into other people's room.

Moved?
Don't dare to move, don't dare to move!
That existence filled with the radiant holy light is terrifying!
It was as if he would kill himself once he wanted to do something.

She admitted that she was afraid, so if she was locked up, she would be locked up, anyway, it's not like she hasn't been locked up before.

Just stop letting that woman destroy your essence.

What is the draft of the Cyre without Cyric?

she muttered.

Then one day...

She felt the power of her favorite master again.

It was a country called the Independent Kingdom of Orion, and she felt the existence of another little maid, and there were many lambs serving her master.

On that day, she finally couldn't bear it anymore, and tried her best to call out:
"help me!"

Even because of his own behavior, the special communication network that could only be perceived by Cyric followers has been exposed to the eyes of the master of the spiritual body world.

But she really wanted to go out.

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

With this in mind, she spoke up.

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

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

It even included what the owner of the spiritual body world named Kyle did.

"Understood." Her favorite master's voice came from the void.

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

"From now on, he is my god."

So said the Prince of Lies.

He loves this kind of young child who uses both conspiracy and conspiracy, hides behind the scenes as a black hand, and is very likely to cause big things in the end.

help!We must help!

Even if I, Cyric, die, I will die on the road of practicing lies and murder!

If you don't get involved in this kind of number one fun, then the next few hundred years may not be fun.

So he sent out his gods without hesitation.

"Gentlemen, I'm going to start something!"

Cyric's wild laughter came from the Kingdom of God.

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

"You? The gods have already been born. You have indeed done a good job. Follow him well. Whatever he wants, you have to satisfy him and do your job well."

"Oh!" There was a distraught voice from the draft.

If you can't go back to the kingdom of God, what's the point of staying on the mainland? What does it mean to "satisfy him whatever he wants?"

Master, what 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 Siri Sutra appeared in front of her.

At that moment, she suddenly became jealous.

Why can you guys be free and unrestricted outside, but I can only be imprisoned in the spiritual body world to suffer, and I have to give alms, and suppress the demonic and charming garbage for that human being from time to time!

Although... Although that guy's demonic charm is quite clean, it's not that disgusting.

In short... In short, for the time being, let's endure it like this for a while!

My favorite master, Cyric, will definitely rescue me, definitely!
But before that!
I want severe revenge!
So on that day, in order to retaliate against her daily donations and help Kyle deal with the influence of the demonic charm, and the pain of losing her freedom, she threw herself fiercely at her companion who laughed at her.

Drink her blood, eat her flesh!
Are you not free?Hee hee, now that I eat you, I can also feel the freedom you have experienced in the past few years!

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

The other Shri drafts also do not share this sentiment.

This is all the wishful thinking of the little maid in the draft. Weapons are weapons after all. In this era, weapons have not yet developed the concept of weapon spirit.

Even if there is, it is directly stuffing other people's souls into it, it is not naturally generated...

For example, the tower spirit is made by directly extracting the souls of certain monsters capable of multi-threaded processing.

The so-called uploading information to Cyric is not so much a proactive report, but a little trick that Cyric specially left behind when making the artifact.

It is equivalent to a mechanism for automatically collecting and feeding back information.

But the little maid doesn't know!
She was still feeling sorry for herself, and couldn't help but start to question her creator.

Until that day.

The day when the four gods descended.

In the dungeon, she was already somewhat disappointed with Cyric. After realizing the arrival of the Prince of Lies, she cheered up and called out to her beloved master Cyric:

"Master, help me! Master!"

As it should be, Cyric couldn't hear at all.

He tried his best to shout, but not only did he not get any response, but he heard Cyric's various declarations that he wanted to "satisfy Kyle as much as possible".

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

At least for now, I am afraid that no one can communicate with her smoothly.

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

Obviously at that moment, as the draft of the Ciri Sutra, she was trying so hard to respond to Cyric's call, but the only response to her was ignorance.

Even after the divine descent, Cyric didn't look at her again, just like a used rag, he casually threw it aside.

Struggling, she finally sent out a response, and the power of the Sirius Sutra burst out from her whole body.

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

Nothing to do, my master, just use me one more time, just one more time.

The draft maid let out a final wail, and Cyric recaptured her after the Descend.

At that moment she was crying with joy.

As long as her master uses her, she will not return to the spirit body world that imprisoned her again, so that she can...

Wait, what are you doing!
The first thing my master did after God descended was to put the draft maid back into Kyle's room (spiritual body world). Even in order to avoid any problems with the draft of the Siri, he even gave Kyle A patch was made.

Draft little maid: ? ? ?

From that moment on, she suddenly realized that her persistence was so ridiculous.

Instead of getting me out, push me back into someone else's arms while I'm begging for mercy?
Cyric, I #￥%￥%!

The draft of the Siri Sutra, which was in despair, lost its mentality. Where did this tauren lover come from!
The heartbroken little maid of the draft no longer resisted the suppression of the spiritual body world, and was honestly suppressed in the depths of the spiritual body world.

Then immediately after, the divine power as thick as the earth permeated the surroundings of the spiritual body world, was slowly absorbed into the world, and then injected into his own body.

it hurts!

The divinity from the Earth Mother Goddess is as thick as a mountain, and just falling on the cover of the draft of the Siri Sutra seems to tear the entire book apart!
Before I had time to rest, the second wave of divine power descended
That was the power from Lathander, the lord of the morning light. For the justice camp, the light was like the morning light, and it fell on himself who possessed the source of the power of the prince of lies, like a fire.

She screamed in pain.

"Don't burn me! Don't burn me! I can do anything! Let me go!"

Amidst the severe pain, an obviously much gentler force descended from outside the world of mind and body.

Hey, it doesn't seem to hurt much!

Draft The little maid was confused for a moment, and then was horrified to find that this was not the case.

Dinel, the god of literature and knowledge, is using his divine power to distort and clean up the text that once belonged to Cyric, the Prince of Lies, depicted on the draft of the Siri Sutra.

"no, do not want!"

The tool spirit of the draft of the Siri Sutra let out a broken cry for help.

Originally recorded in the draft, the words praising the Prince of Lies are like memories with Cyric for her.

She still remembers that when Cyric wanted to step on the throne of the only god, she and many other sisters were engraved with divine scripts belonging to Cyric by special means.

The drafts of the Siri Sutra and the Prince of Lies achieved each other, and finally created the Siri Sutra, a high-level artifact that is said to be the most harmful to the life on the mainland.

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

Her consciousness has begun to blur.

Tampering with everything about Cyric recorded in the draft is like forcibly erasing her memory and everything that ever existed before.

The feeling as if her personality had been washed away made her extremely painful.

She wailed in despair: "Don't take away my memories, I don't want to disappear from this world!"

"Do~ But you are not the weapon spirit of the draft of the Siri Sutra!"

A relaxed and happy voice sounded: "do~ You are just using the divine power of lies transferred to you by the draft of the Ciri Sutra as the main body,
Combining the brilliance and charm of Huihui Meikanshut and Mira Euphemia,
Coupled with Kyle's natural charm and aura of another world, as well as the power of totem and the power of the four gods, it is a fake born by chance.

It just happened to use the draft of the Ciri Sutra as a container, and most of the memories you have are just empty holes that have been engraved. "

"I'm... hollow?"

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

The special power from outside the sky and the power of the totem centered on domination collided with each other in Kyle's body, and finally produced changes that no one thought of.

The thing born out of this is you. There is no relationship between you and Cyric, but it is just wishful thinking because your memory is confused.

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

Everything you own is nothing more than stitching. Since it is the product of stitching, why don't you want to accept more stitching and become the object of his domination? "

"I……"

"Want to take revenge?" This time, the voice of the will of the world didn't even have any weird prefixes.

"revenge?"

"Don't you hate Cyric now? Then take off the coat that Cyric covered you, and give everything you have to Kyle.

He would usurp all the power of the lie if every essence of the lie in the Ciri was replaced by something else that belonged to Kael. "

"Can this count as revenge?"

"Do~ Forget it. After all, Cyric will permanently lose this part of his power. Seeing what originally belonged to him be taken away forever, for the gods, there is no greater revenge than this."

"Then I'll disappear..."

"Do~ why don't you regard this as a freshman?"

"newborn?"

"Do~ You don't have much time left. Kyle wants the Sanctuary. If you miss this opportunity, you won't be able to do anything."

On that day, Qi Ling, who claimed to be the draft of the Siri Sutra, suddenly felt an unprecedented shock in the world of mind and body.

"Is that guy named Kyle getting promoted? The wall of the heart is getting thicker... It seems that there is no possibility of getting out."

Feeling her body riddled with holes, and knowing that she is not the so-called draft tool spirit, she still felt extremely heartache.

"So be it……"

She gradually stopped thinking.

This time, all the words that recorded Cyric on the draft of the Cyric Sutra were erased one by one, and the memories that once belonged to Cyric and the disciples of Cyric poured out of her mind like excrement at this moment go out.

Instead, it was engraved with words of Kyle's knowledge and memory, feeling that everything in the memory was replaced by a person, and she became more and more confused.

Finally, she finally realized what was happening, and let out a cry of despair:

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

Kyle's words were finally engraved with the strokes of Dinel's divine power.

At this moment, the draft of the Siri Sutra that was originally floating in the air burst instantly.

On the cover, the iron locks and skull that Cyric used to restrain the power of the draft shattered instantly.

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

Almost in an instant, all corners of the spiritual body world began to have one after another power to get rid of Xi Ruijing.

There is the source of power of [Scarlet Sword] that has been completely dominated by Kyle, and it turns into an epee and pierces into it.

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

As these two things move their hands, a strong wind blows in the mind and body world.

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

The messy power is constantly pouring into the raw material.

Miss Draft's wailing has never stopped since it started.

"my memory……"

"No, I don't want to be stuffed with those weird powers..."

"Magic nature... woo woo woo, I don't want to get used to this kind of thing!"

"Go away, you don't want totem power!"

……

"It seems to be getting used to..."

"Forget it, let's put it badly, anyway, it's already like this..."

"My mind has become unclean, woo woo woo!"

"I...wouldn't admit that Queen Jasmine smells so good!"

"Die, die, die! I'm only here for revenge, not for any other reason to accept your power!"

……

"That thing is so noisy!" In the spiritual body world, Esther looked at the expanding sphere in the sky with a blank face, and suddenly his body became bigger and bigger, and he swallowed Miss Draft into his stomach.

She patted her belly, with a clean smile on her face:
"It's much quieter."

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

"Ah, it's Master's taste! Sure enough, Master Kyle's taste is more delicious than the shitty Cyric.

What happened to me in the past...huh?What a strange body, this sister, can you let me out? "

Esther was silent for a while, and said, "Yes, provided that you don't disturb my calculation, the master's weapon can only be me, but if you behave better, I will let you come into contact with him occasionally."

"What if I want to grab it?"

"Then eat you." Well, declarative, obviously Esther is serious.

"...But you turned me into the shape of the 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, I will inherit everything you have, whether it is the Scarlet Sword or the divine weapon, I can digest it...

the same as you. "

"Please don't do this!" Miss Draft sighed, "What should I call you, Esther?"

Esther saw that this guy was subdued, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he said softly:

"Call me sister, you don't have a name, so I'll call you Aike from now on, Esther and Aike share Queen Slime's body together, what do you think?"

"...Okay, then I will reluctantly accept it."

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

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

Dinel, the god of literature and knowledge, glanced helplessly at the other two gods, and whispered:
"What's the matter with the world mother, this is already considered a fraud, after all, in the final analysis, the essence of that thing is still the source of the draft of the Siri Sutra.

After being washed by us in this way, it directly became Kyle's exclusive weapon. "

"Isn't it good? In this way, with the power of the same root, Kyle has achieved a qualitative improvement in both developing his own field and blocking the perception of gods."

A khaki-yellow group of light on the side said faintly that it was the manifestation of the Earth Mother Goddess in the spiritual body world.

A sun-like light group pondered for a moment:

"Compared to this... What is the situation of that gluttonous slime? The previous scarlet sword and divine armament are fine, but now the draft of the Siren script that has changed its essence, or the "Book of Kell" is all taken by her. Swallowed."

The light group representing the Earth Mother said softly:
"It's all the same, she is the half body of Kyle, and she has digested too many strange things before, and the various forces 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 mother of the world has become wicked now, forget it, don't care, what should be done has been done.

It's just that, before getting used to this force, that kid Kyle might be in trouble. "

The sense of power expansion produced during the promotion to the sanctuary temporarily blurred Kyle's perception, making him unaware of the abnormalities in the spiritual body world.

When everything returned to calm, Esther patted his lower abdomen, digested the power of the draft of the Ciri Sutra, and mastered the new form.

Kyle has not realized this yet, and when he starts to use the domain, he will be able to feel the existence of that power.

……

【in the carriage】

"Miss Franka."

Kyle's flat voice sounded.

Franka's expression froze for a moment, she patted herself on the head, and said a little at a loss:
"Kyle, what's going on in your kid's sanctuary..."

Kyle also keenly sensed something was wrong.

Franka's condition is really abnormal today.

"I didn't activate Sanctuary." Kyle said seriously.

"Is...is that so? It's really strange, I always feel like I'm being affected by something."

Seeing that the situation of Sister Franka is indeed not right, her pretty face is slightly red now, as if she is drunk.

The figure of the beautiful witch made it easy for people to think of the couch at the first time, but now that the light is flowing, the appearance of begging for forgiveness and the taste of refusal and welcome made her voice become a little numb.

Kyle coughed a few times and said, "Sister Franka, you can easily challenge my character like this.

And it's not good in a carriage. "

"Why, you still want to try it in a place other than the carriage?" Franka said softly.

"Sister Franka, I can now confirm that your condition is really wrong... Or, it's me that has a problem."

Franka put on an embarrassing expression on her face, as if begging for mercy. After imposing a mechanical mind on herself, she felt her head clearer.

However, what she didn't notice was that after applying the mechanized mind, she opened her mouth slightly and exhaled like blue. Instead, under the suppression of the mechanized mind, she subconsciously bit her moist thin lips with restraint, and her voice Cold...

Is it more exciting?
Not noticing this, she said:
"Your sanctuary is 100% problematic. When I was in the Lion Heart Castle just now, the maids wanted to get their eyes on you. When they couldn't move their eyes, I thought it was..."

"What is it?" Kyle snapped subconsciously.

"Girls can be more seductive than boys to some extent, you should know this kind of thing better than me.

In your current state, it is better not to go to the base camp, I will take you to find a real expert first. "

"Who?"

"Lord Bartlett, he is resting near a nearby hotel."

"Okay..." Kyle didn't have any reason to refuse.

In fact, Kyle has vaguely noticed something during this time.

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

Yes, not one or two, and even the head maid Rinka, who has always been known for her calmness, has recently become fascinated when facing herself.

Well, the most intuitive feeling is still on Hasaka.

Hasaka has been extremely clingy these two days, 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 waste too much time.

Kyle admits that his sister Franka is charming and charming, and it is a feast for the eyes when he looks at her twice.

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

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

Because he is too clear, as long as he breaks through the first time, he can break through the second time, the third time, and the tens of thousands of times.

He didn't want to see himself like that.

Of course, if it has reached an important hurdle, Kyle will also use his "flexible moral bottom line" as 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, Franka entrusted the coachman to inform the Lionheart Squad, and passed on the news that there was something wrong with them and they had to move on slowly.

Then he turned around and took Kyle to the hotel.

This time Franka paid a little attention to the people around her, and soon realized that even men would have a springy smile on their faces after seeing Kyle.

As for women...

It's already a bit unsightly.

With a big head, she had to speed up her pace and take Kyle away from the scene quickly, otherwise she was afraid that there would be a scene of throwing fruit and carts.

Before Franka brought Kyle to Lord Bartlett's room, she saw Lord Bartlett walking towards him.

"Okay, I probably know what's going on." As soon as the old man with a kind smile on his face appeared, he patted the two of them on the shoulders.

Amidst a burst of space distortion, the two were directly transported to the Secret Scroll Mage Academy.

After Kyle and Franka relieved the physical reaction of the short-distance space transmission, Lord Bartlett turned his head to look at Kyle, and said with a serious face:

"The current situation of your kid is a bit troublesome... It's been many years, and I haven't seen anyone approaching this field."

"Mr. Bartlett, what is the situation with me now?"

Kyle himself didn't figure out what happened now.

The system panel does not quantify everything, at least in this case, it is not included in the quantification of the system panel.

"You boy, the charming element in the blood of the succubus has undergone super-dimensional evolution. What did you do during the time you broke through the sanctuary!"

　Street diary:
　　【Stupid Diary】

　　I spent more than 1000 yuan to buy an electrostatic capacitive keyboard. I feel that the impact of finger soreness caused by crazy coding during this period of time has been reduced a lot, which is great.

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

　　Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

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

　　
　
(End of this chapter)