don't make me wear a skirt

Heza went back to the room and put on his coat, shaking the person in the quilt.

"We have to go out, a puppet master has invaded Karui City."

Nothing interested him now.

Lytle poked his head out and said in a muffled voice, "Go, I just want to sleep."

Hecha hesitated for a moment: "I'm afraid you're not safe."

How can it be unsafe in the castle?

Lytle hid in the quilt, wanting to be with your butt so that it would be unsafe to be with you in his heart. He clearly agreed that he could only touch the top, but he almost touched the little chrysanthemum.

"I'm...a little tired." He complained, "It's all your fault!"

Hecha pursed her lips, and pulled off the space bag hanging on the waist of the tutu skirt.

"That's mine!" Lytle crawled out of the bed angrily, bad guy, and wanted to take his puppet bird away!

Hecha raised his eyebrows and stuffed it back into the bedding: "I just want you to sleep with your toy bird."

"Is...really?" Lytle stepped back with his butt twisted, opened the space bag dubiously, glanced at it, and then pressed it back the moment the little eagle came out: "I'm not underage, what kind of toy bird do I hold?" .”

He didn't want to fall asleep with the eagle's bare neck strangled.

Hechawen said: "At least it can give you a sense of security when facing danger."

"Oh, let's go." After confirming that there are a lot of them inside, Lytle waved his hand impatiently: "Bye."

He Cha lowered his eyes, pushed back the black hair at the temples, and wanted to print a kiss on his smooth cheek, but Lytle, who sensed the intention, quickly covered his head with the quilt.

He smiled smugly, and waited until there was no sound outside, then opened a corner and looked around.

Sure enough, Hecha was gone.

Lytle lay on the bed for quite a while, and gradually, sleepiness swept over him.

He was in a daze, and he didn't know how long he had slept. The burning pain in his buttocks made him regain consciousness.

Lytle sat upright like a carp in a daze, this feeling was really uncomfortable, it must be because of the green vegetables that made his chrysanthemum uncomfortable!Stomach growls.

It's time to settle accounts with Tisha!Not only did her greens cause his ass to almost lose ground, but it also made his stomach so uncomfortable!

Lytle looked up and saw that there was an extra person in the bedroom.

The baby-faced valet was cleaning the room diligently.

He pulled out a large bag of vegetables from under the drawer: "..."

Oh, this is because he stole Tisha's space bag before, and took out the green vegetables and stuffed them into a small corner to pretend to disappear.

That way you don't have to eat vegetables.

Unexpectedly, when Tisha found out that the green vegetables were missing, the first thing she did was to wash the vegetables!It's crazy!

"Help me throw it all away." Lytle sincerely begged: "Can you keep it a secret by the way? There are actually poisons in it, and someone wants to harm me."

The male servant was respectful: "Don't worry, wrap it on me."

What a kind manservant, God bless him.

Lytle put on a cloak casually, tiptoed and went straight to Tisha's servant room. Halfway through the rush, he paused, and suddenly made a corner and walked back. Oh, his stomach hurts, he should go to the pit first .

Lytle walked and found a large group of servants in the corridor.

"Oh, what's the matter with you? Are you tired and fell asleep? The habit of sleeping on the floor is not very good." He lightly kicked the servants who fell to the ground with his toes: "Get up quickly, or I will let Hecha The Duke spanks your asses."

The servant turned over, revealing a bloodstained neck.

"God!" Lytle was taken aback.

It's really not safe in this castle!Not only that, but a homicide happened!

Lytle retracted his toes, rolled his eyes vigilantly, and after making sure that there was no one around, he squatted down and checked the breath of the unfortunate servant who was attacked, and he was already out of breath.

When did it happen?Hecha had only been away from the castle for a while!The nervousness made it easier for him to hug the cloth bag containing the kitty to his chest.

When Lytle got nervous, the little chrysanthemum stopped hurting and backed away quickly. He should go to bed and lie down. Maybe Hecha will come back after a while, and then he will be safe.

After walking for a while, his back hit a hard wall, Lytle staggered forward twice, put his hands into the space bag, and made a posture of preparing for battle.

The wall lifted him up.

Lytle flapped his legs and began to struggle violently: "Let go of me! Do you want to kill me, you bastard?! If you dare to kill me, I will let Duke Hecha smash your ass!"

"Is this your new catchphrase?"

Lytle swayed in the air, his eyes lit up: "Tissa, I'm looking for you!"

Tisha turned her master over, wondering: "What are you doing sneakily?"

Lytle seemed to have found the backbone, and immediately relaxed and said in surprise: "Didn't you see that? Many servants in the castle were killed, their throats were cut, and the blood has not yet coagulated. I suspect that the murderer is hiding somewhere and has not left!"

Tisha shook her head: "I've been washing vegetables in the kitchen."

Lytle gasped a little when he heard this, and accused him, "It's all because of your vegetables!"

Tisha moved out of the way, revealing a basket of vegetables: "I washed these specially for you, and you can eat them on the way back to Moyevia."

"I refuse." Lytle looked away in disgust: "The taste of green vegetables is comparable to that of chemical fertilizers. Besides, if you eat too much green vegetables, you will turn into green vegetable monsters, and your whole body will be green."

Tisha carried the basket on her back expressionlessly, and shook it: "Then I will try fried vegetables with chemical fertilizers or cold vegetables with chemical fertilizers for dinner in the future, and I can still have some extra expenses."

Lytle's dark eyes were full of accusations.

After the accusation, there were bursts of burning pain in his buttocks. He hid behind Tisha and pushed forward: "I'm going back to lie down, you have to protect me."

Tisha rolled her eyes skyward.

When Lytle was about to move back to the bedroom, a man also wearing a cloak at the door was pinching the neck of the baby-faced servant who cleaned up the garbage. The servant's face was blue and he was about to die.

Lytle knew the man in the cloak, he'd bumped into Delance on his way to Moervia - he'd killed Fake Laney, and seen him on the way out of Breganet - and he'd been walking with a bunch of puppets , while singing.

Lytle looked at the baby-faced valet again.

The manservant's skin swelled to a livid purple.

Oh, Babyface once helped him clean up the nastiest greens!

What does this mean?Represents that Babyface has become his ally the moment he cleans up the greens.

Lytle decides to save his allies' lives.

"Go Tisha! Kick the cloaked man's ass hard! Let him feel the unbearable pain of life!"

Tisha couldn't help complaining: "What makes you so obsessed with your ass?"

Lytle akimbo confidently: "Any healthy butt will cause my dissatisfaction. One day the hemorrhoids can leave me, I may be lenient."

"Ok."

Tisha made a run-up, sprinted [-] meters towards the man in the cloak, and kicked his ass with a flying kick——

The man in the cloak sensed something bad, and dodged it. Tisha's leg directly hit the baby-faced servant's little chirp: "Wow!!"

The baby face collapsed crookedly on the ground.

Lytle covered his mouth, he even heard the sound of the egg breaking, but thinking about it, compared to the continuation of life, the trauma of Little Haw is nothing.

He ran over and shook the baby-faced shoulder nervously: "Are you all right? Is it important? Is your neck hurting? Is it hurting? I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, but a broken egg can be healed, and a dead person can't be brought back to life!"

Babyface roared with the only remaining hoarse voice: "Don't—shake—I—chir—chir—pain—"

Then his eyes were closed and his head was crooked.

Lytle was so frightened that he hurried to sniff his breath. After a while, he breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he was still breathing, and he probably just passed out.

At this time, Tisha and the man in the cloak were already fighting.

Lytle looked terrified.

The only nutrient solution he has left is not much. What if he consumes too much in fighting and can't run before he returns to Moyevia?

Lytle thought about it and thought that the best way is to solve everything through communication, saving time and effort.

"Haha, it turned out to be you!"

With his hands behind his back, he made a sound that he thought was strong, and started with some suspense, like an inscrutable old man, stopping the fight.

——The above are all Lytle's fantasies. In fact, Tisha and the cloaked man didn't even hear it.

Lytle waited on the spot for a while, then suddenly shouted: "Lord Earl Omans!"

The cloaked man turned his head subconsciously, was punched in the face by Tisha, and fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Lytle lectured hypocritically: "Tisha, the puppet masters should help each other, how can you fight as soon as you say, without giving any affection?!"

In fact, he secretly gave a "nice job" look.

The man in the cloak was severely beaten, spat out the blood from his throat, and a look of ferocity flashed in his eyes.

Lytle outlined a kind smile: "Are you also from the Venerton Mercenary Group?"

As soon as the words were out of his mouth, he complained in a low voice: "Damn it! Doesn't the leader believe me? Why do other puppet masters take the same task together?"

In this way, he indirectly revealed two messages. First, why do members of the same regiment appear in the same place?Because the head of the group assigned a task to different groups, and second, the head of the group did not trust them.

Saying it this way will also make the cloaked man subconsciously wonder whether the leader of the mercenary group really distrusts him, and he will not think too deeply about whether Lytle is a member of the group.

Sure enough, the man in the cloak was startled when he wanted to summon the puppet: "Are you from the mercenary group?"

Lytle was calm and relaxed, and thoroughly heard the news from Mrs. Lina: "Recently, they are recruiting powerful puppet masters. You don't know about this, do you?"

Afterwards, he patted Tisha on the shoulder, and there seemed to be a mockery in his words: "This is my puppet, compared to your crudely made things, it's just like green vegetables and chicken legs, it's so big that it's hard to look at it directly. "