The real wine is the stupid beauty possessed by the European emperor

"What? What are you talking about?" Asuka Lin vaguely felt as if he heard something, but the background music in the bar and the voices of the guests blurred what he heard, leaving only a noise in the end.

Belmode fell on the table, directly unconscious.

Before Asuka Lin came, she had been drinking alone here for a long time.

Tomorrow Xianglin carefully shook Belmod's shoulder with his hand: "Master Belmod?"

Tomorrow Xianglin:......

Well, it seems that he is really drunk.

Then there is no way, you can't leave Master Belmode here alone, right?

Tomorrow, Xianglin went to pay the bill, and then prepared to carry Belmode to the car and send her home.

Unexpectedly, Master Belmode turned out to be such an obedient and well-behaved type when he was drunk, which is too surprising.

How should I put it...Maybe it's because Lord Belmode's image of a powerful queen has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, which makes Xianglin Asuka feel that even if she is drunk, she must be the queen of the wine table!

Put the person on the co-pilot and fasten the seat belt again.

Tomorrow Xianglin couldn't help shaking her head silently.

Who would have thought that Master Belmode would have such a different side?

"Stay on for a while, and we'll be home soon." Xianglin Asuka started the car, stepped on the accelerator, and tried to drive as quickly and smoothly as possible to Belmode's apartment in Ginza.

I don't know if there is any hangover medicine or honey at Mrs. Belmode's house, so that it can be used to sober up at that time, otherwise the family will definitely have a headache the next morning if they sleep like this.

See if there is a convenience store on Shunli Road......

Tomorrow Xianglin turned on the navigation and started to search, but she didn't see what the people around her were doing at all.

Belmod opened his eyes, and saw Xianglin Asuka, who was searching for the nearest convenience store with her mobile phone in her hands, she smiled secretly, and then closed her eyes again.

If she was really the kind of person who was drunk and unconscious, she would have died countless times in this cruel world.

But this person... has never changed.

Tomorrow Xianglin suddenly felt a sinking on his shoulders, turned his head to look, and found that Lord Belmod's head leaned over at some point, leaning comfortably on his shoulders.

"I'll be home soon, Lord Belmode, wait a little longer." Tomorrow Xianglin comforted her softly, not sure if the other party could hear her.

Don't look for convenience stores or anything else, and he is not at ease with Mr. Belmode. It is better to send Mr. Belmode home first, and then come out, so that it will be faster.

After planning everything, Tomorrow Xianglin hastened to act.

At the door, Asuka Lin silently said sorry several times in her heart, then opened Belmode's leather bag and got the key to open the door inside.

After sending the man home safely, he went out again to buy honey and hangover medicine from the convenience store, and then prepared all these things in the kitchen and put them on the bedside table next to Belmode. That's when you're done.

Looking at Lord Belmod who was still sleeping soundly, Asuka Lin couldn't help but wonder what happened to make the Thousand-faced Witch-sama they organized drink like this......

Tomorrow Xianglin couldn't tell why, but she just felt that something was wrong, and there was always a feeling that something was happening or was about to happen.

In fact, many things have happened to him recently, and he himself is very confused.

All in all, go for it now!

Today's distress text message finally turned out to be an oolong, it's really great. Tomorrow Xianglin's only little wish is to hope that all the people I know around me can live healthy and healthy. This is more important than anything else.

Before leaving, Tomorrow Xianglin also wrote a note to Belmode, which described everything that happened tonight. He pressed the note with Belmode's mobile phone and put it together with the medicines and drinks he prepared. On the bedside table.

It wasn't that he wanted to watch it on purpose, but it was a coincidence that when Xianglin Tomorrow was putting things away, the screen of Belmode's phone turned on, and it was a message reminder, right in front of Xianglin Tomorrow.

This is... very embarrassing...

Tomorrow Xianglin really didn't want to read it, but right in front of his eyes, he didn't even have time to hide, his eyes had already read all the text.

[For my wish, it's time for you to sacrifice, Belmode. ——Boss]

[Don't forget my kindness to you. ——Boss】

Tomorrow Xianglin:......

Just these two pieces of information popped up, and tomorrow Xianglin's mind was instantly bewildered.

No... no no no no? !

When he wanted to take a look again, the screen of the mobile phone had already passed the bright screen time of the message reminder, and the screen went black.

It's not good to re-enter and open again. In the end, Xianglin Asuka put the phone on the table, then turned and left.

When he was driving, he couldn't calm down at all, all the news he saw just now was in his mind.

Sacrifice....what does this mean?Is there a mission for Lord Belmode or is there something to be obtained from Lord Belmode, or the so-called sacrifice is actually...to die? !

Tomorrow Xianglin was taken aback by her own thoughts, and almost slipped her hands and turned the steering wheel wrong.

No no no!

How could the Boss make Master Belmode sacrifice? !With so many people in the organization, even if they sacrificed, they would definitely not be able to get the high-ranking Lord Belmode!

But just in case if it's true......

Tomorrow Xianglin really doesn't know what's going on recently, why are there so many things happening at the same time?

There is another one, just now the second text message said 'you'.

Could it be that Master Belmode has any relatives here?

Ahhh!no!He can't figure out these things by himself!

You have to go home quickly and tell Master Gin the news!He might know something he didn't know!

.....

........

After taking a bath, Gin had already laid down and was about to go to bed. The reason why he was still awake was that he hadn't heard the sound of the blond fool coming home.

He was about to send a text message on his mobile phone, when he finally heard the sound of the door being opened, followed by the sound of hurried footsteps.

Gin counting down in my heart——

Three, two, one.

"Master Gin!"

Tomorrow Xianglin rushed directly into Gin's room, only to realize that she seemed to have forgotten to knock on the door after entering.

"That...wait a minute, this doesn't count." Tomorrow Xianglin silently retreated, closed the door, and knocked on the door again, "Master Gin, can I come in?"

Gin: "...Come in."

Tomorrow Xianglin pretended that nothing happened just now, and sat beside Gin Jiu's bed.

He tried his best to organize the language, and he always felt that he didn't know where to start to say this.

Tomorrow Xianglin's tangled expression was clearly written on his face, but he pursed his lips but said nothing, Qin Jiu guessed that something should have happened.

"Where did you go just now?" I planned to ask slowly step by step.

"I went to Mrs. Belmode, she sent a message to ask for help, but when I arrived, I found out that she was drunk in a bar, so I drove her home." Xianglin tomorrow smiled, "I still I thought something happened, but I didn’t expect the last oolong haha—”

Gin frowned.

Belmode...drunk?And the point where you need someone to send you home?

And so many people don't call her by her name, so she just calls her tomorrow Xianglin. What does this mean?

Gin felt that something was wrong, not the Belmode's style of behavior that he was familiar with on weekdays.

The previous ones have been introduced, now let’s talk about what Tomorrow Xianglin wants to know the most.

He asked cautiously and tentatively, and kept looking up at Gin's facial expression: "Master Gin, does the boss have any new missions recently?"

"What's the matter?" Qin Jiu didn't answer directly, but instead asked, "Since when did you become so concerned about the task?"

"No, no... no!" Tomorrow Xianglin denied it too naturally, and he quickly changed his words, "It's not that I don't care about the task, I seem to care about all of them....... Oh, don't talk about me! Lord Gin Jiu, just tell me if there is a mission!"

Gin thought for a while, and it seemed that there was indeed a task, but it was not the type that was sent out formally. It was a task that Rum mentioned that he would receive after a while when he met privately that day.

Is that what the blond fool said?

"Why did you ask that suddenly?" On Gin's side, he really didn't know what the mission was about, but at the same time, he also felt that he needed to know why the blond idiot wanted to know this.

It seems that the child is too young to be independent and needs the assistance of a reliable adult.

Tomorrow Xianglin sat cross-legged on Gin's bed, pulled the quilt very skillfully, rolled it into a ball and put it in her arms, like a simplified version of a pillow.

"I don't know how to say it... It's not that I can't tell Lord Gin, but I don't know what will happen after I say it..." Tomorrow Xianglin was really entangled.

If he had never seen a text message, then these knots would not exist now, but at the same time, he was also worried that if the real Master Belmode would die, he would just pass up this opportunity ......Anyway, no matter which one it is, it is extremely tangled.

Qin Jiu didn't force him to ask him, and let Xianglin tomorrow to think quietly.

After a long time, Tomorrow Xianglin seemed to have finally figured it out.

He crawled up to Gin and whispered into the other's ear: "Master Gin, Boss seems to be ready to sacrifice Lord Belmod, but I don't know what to sacrifice."

Tomorrow Xianglin told Qin Jiu all the content of the text message he saw just now.

After listening, the gin is directly: ? ? ?

what?

Does the boss want Belmode to die?

why?

Is this the mission that Rum told him about?