[Comprehensive] Happy Immortal

"Giotto, I don't know when Pengo Lie has such a character." Spedo raised his eyebrows. As a nobleman, the etiquette deep in his bones does not allow him to question his leader's decision in person, but he often hangs up. On the face, the wicked smile belonging to Pengele Wushou was hidden.

The Pengelie branch welcomed the guardians of the highest management. Except for Lei Shouqingshou who was stationed at the headquarters and Yunshou who didn't like to act with everyone, the other guardians gathered together. For a small branch, it was the first time to see so many guardians at once.

But obviously, the atmosphere in the conference hall is very tense now.

All irrelevant personnel were excluded, and the gate was also guarded by cronies brought by the guardians. There was an inexplicable sense of uneasiness on the round table inside.

Asari Uzuki changed back to her national costume. The suit that was tightly attached to her body was very uncomfortable for Asari Uzuki, who has been wearing a large kimono all year round. He just enjoyed physical comfort for a while, and now he wants to to face more difficult things.

The eighth ring was made out of the raw materials of Vongola's ring. Although there is no power in it, it is still an important item that cannot be freely given to Vengley's family members. After all, it is in the sky. Next, it is a symbol of identity standing on the same level as the rings of the other six attributes. Now this ring is given to someone else by Giotto, and this other person is unknown to everyone present.

Chao Li Yuyue looked at Spedo's blackened expression, he knew that this colleague who didn't get along well with him took Peng Lie very seriously, and then looked at Giotto who was smiling in front of him, and laughed at himself Swallowing it down, and following the etiquette of his own country, he nodded towards the black-haired boy over there, and then smiled slightly.

"D..." Giotto spread his hands helplessly, expressing that he is willing to accept the votes of family members to decide whether Yao will stay or not.

I don't know if it's out of breath or because I've gotten used to Giotto's character, Spedo started laughing again after a while, the very unconventional laughter made Haruka tremble all over, Giotto knew that the other party probably had accepted his Decided, and also smiled, the leader who has a clear grasp of the characters of his guardians hides his merits and fame.

"Then let me talk about the slums..." Giotto sat up straight, looked at the guardians in front of him, and flipped through the information that G said when he was awake.

"Basically all of the assassinations this time were flame holders, and most of them were not professional assassins. The most of them were... family traitors, covering not the big families we know, but multiple An unknown little family."

He took out some of the traces of family burns on the traitors. Those traces may be vaguely named, or they are small groups that are not well-known at all, but they all have the same thing, that is, the traces of the family. All the imprints were burnt and blurred.

Giotto flipped through the records sent by the medical staff, "In addition, G is still in a coma state, the assassin directly hit him in the abdomen, and the branch's sunny attribute flame holders can only temporarily heal his wounds, after that For the treatment, I decided to let G go back to the headquarters to find Nakel, Yuzuki, I will leave this matter to you."

"Spedo, I'm afraid I need you to accompany me to this party." He nodded towards the noble young master who sang at the dance over there. In this respect, Kirimori, who can even become his teacher, is very socially savvy .

"Also..." the blond leader looked at the petite boy beside him, "Yao's words..."

"Giotto, let him go." Spedo stood up, gently tugged the collar that was a little wrinkled from sitting down, and then walked to the boy named Yao.

"Although he looks like an oriental person, his plasticity seems to be very high. If he looks like this..."

He gently lifted the chin of the boy who was slightly shorter than himself, and at the moment when Giotto was about to stop him, he stopped his Meng Lang movements, and then looked at the leader who had cheated him just now with a smile on his face My lord: "nufufufufu... don't you still need a dance partner? The leader of Pengo Lie? It's just the time for the eighth guardian to show his abilities."

This is revenge! ! !

"Hahahaha! Isn't this fun? If I don't want to go back to the headquarters, I would like to participate."

Spedo's last sentence directly cut off the possibility of Giotto and Haruka's rejection. Zhao Li Yuyue, who was always afraid of chaos in the world and didn't know whether it was really natural or natural black, started booing appropriately beside him.

"Yao?" Although he felt that he had to take responsibility and protect the young people around him from being pranked, the leader, who was actually getting excited, asked.

"...Giotto, you actually want to see it too, right?" Haruka, who had seen through the psychology of everyone present, sighed, hammered Giotto's shoulder to vent her anger, and then nodded resignedly to accept the "workplace bullying" from her senior. ".

Because there is a young lady in the Mante family, they often hold some small gatherings or tea parties. After all, the nobles only have these activities in their daily lives.

The gathering this time was much bigger than the usual gatherings. Apart from other powerful merchants or nobles in the city, and even some powerful families, it probably covered the entire upper class of the city.

"puff……"

"...Giotto!"

The black-haired girl glanced at the man next to her displeasedly. This coquettish and cute feeling is different from the feeling of some girls pretending to be aloof. In addition to that soft and shiny curly hair, it looks like blonde hair in European countries. It represents the stunner in the vase, the black-haired girl is more pure and intelligent, not to mention that this girl has extraordinary green eyes like emeralds, this rare combination of black hair and blue eyes has attracted many people s concern.

Haruka supported Giotto and walked cautiously. Women's dancing shoes of average height were not particularly difficult to wear, but they were slightly resting on the feet. The wide and stretched skirt was a real challenge for a teenager who had lived for a long time.

Of course, this challenge does not refer to the length of the skirt. After all, the skirts of this era are so long that they fall on the ground. Wearing your own shorts inside is regarded as a layer of clothes on the outside. Look, quickly raised his head again.

"...If Daemon's illusion is so good, why don't you just turn into a female companion for you!"

Because of the clothing, a large area of ​​skin on the neck was exposed, so a certain part that symbolized women was irresistible and needed to be covered up. The boy who had only pure female friends in the past and now was pulling hard with a blushing face. The hem of the blond leader's clothes, for some reason, he felt that a certain part of his body was extra heavy.

"Don't worry, I will help you get justice." The leader, who was enjoying it, expressed his position generously, and then received the boy's eyes again.

"Excuse me, is this Mr. Giotto?" The well-dressed manservant bowed slightly: "My master, Mr. Mante, hopes to discuss with you about Miss."

The count is part-time the city lord, and the castle built in the most prosperous and best viewing place in the city can have a panoramic view of Sicily throughout the night as long as you look outside. Count Mante leans on the railing of the balcony of the hall, occasionally shaking the He took a glass and smelled the aroma of the wine inside, but such an elegant gesture was obviously not suitable for the earl who was seriously out of shape.

"Mr. Mantle..."

"Giotto, I remember you founded a family." Earl Mante, with his back to the blond leader, waved lightly, calling him to his side.

"Yes."

"Then you should know..." The count, who turned his back on Giotto, seemed to heave a sigh of relief, and then relaxed again: "Mafia's meaning."

"Mafia." His hand holding the glass began to tremble, and beads of sweat slid down his forehead one after another. The head of the Mante family, who had stood at the top of the city all year round and held great power, was rarely seen. Afraid of distorted expressions, he tried his best to suppress these negative expressions and put on a smile. He seemed to want to turn his head to say something, but he just moved his eyes in fear.

"Maf, ia." He panted heavily, and repeated it again, but pronounced it completely different from the previous sentence.

"Mafia." He said it for the third time, but this time he changed his tone, until he finished speaking, he shook his right hand violently, and the red wine in the glass was thrown towards Giotto viciously.

"You're just the leader of a small organization!!! You're just a bastard!!! You actually want to marry my daughter!!!" The obese Earl Mante had changed his expression when he turned around, and he was furious He yelled and shattered his wine glass, and the shards of the wine glass flew everywhere. He kept cursing, and finally shouted: "Mafia! Mafia! Mafia!!!"

The servant who came to persuade him drove out the man who had offended his master for some reason, while the other maids obsequiously stepped forward to gently support the count, whose face was already blushing.

Giotto held the handkerchief that the servant kindly handed over, and he walked forward cautiously, with an angry look on his face, like a dude who still refused to admit defeat after being taught a lesson, until a turning in front, he immediately Throwing down the veil in his hand, he didn't care whether anyone could see his movements, but just looked around to see if there were other people, and then ran towards the back yard.

Yao also ran out after seeing the farce just now. He staggered for a while holding his skirt, then kicked the shoe angrily, followed behind with high heels, a gentleman and a little/ Spedo, who was waiting behind, raised his eyebrows at the sight of his sister running in the dark in a panic. This elopement-like scene obviously pleased the Kirimori-sama who grew up in the chaotic environment of the aristocrats.

Kirimori, who was watching the scene in the distance with great interest, stroked his eyes lightly. He was silent for a while, then looked at the highest point of the castle. Kirimori, who was rumored to be the holder of the cursed eye, met him in astonishment. A pair of dark red eyes.

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Conventional women's clothing.

The last chapter Marriage is a joke!Don't take it seriously!Although it may be true, after all, the author is the wall of happiness. By the way, this unit has three times the happiness, that is to say... Come out soon! ! ! !