because i am stel

——"The physical examination went well. For now, it can be confirmed that the exploration of the dream world will not damage their bodies. At the same time, Skadi's spirit has not been damaged. But they still need to be tested and recuperated. It is expected that they will be able to leave after a few days Observation—and I arranged some...relatively special tasks for them after consulting their opinions. It is related to you, and I hope you will be pleasantly surprised or surprised when the time comes."

Miss Shirter's fingertips slid across the surface of the drone.Since Persephone used the word 'surprise', it meant that she did not intend to reveal the content in advance.And since this guy is trying to keep it a secret, naturally Miss Steele won't ask too many questions.

"Got it, I'll look forward to it," she said.

She saw the drone fly up and was about to leave.However, half a second later, she raised her hand abruptly.

"Wait a moment."

The drone stopped.

— "Is there anything else, Sylter."

"I..." The flaming-haired girl hesitated a little.

"I have a request."

--"ask?"

"Uh... well, when you come over at night, please wear a white princess dress."

The voice on the other side of the communication hesitated.When it sounded again, there was subtle emotion in the sound line.

—— "White princess dress...? Shirtel, are you going to stain it? Or are you trying to stain me?"

"No, I'm not planning to do anything to your dress or to you. I'm just... making a request."

——"Just a request? Not a commission or a contract?"

"It's just a request, there's no deal. It's something I unilaterally expect from you and I'm not prepared to replace it...you can choose to refuse."

Miss Shrettle, very hard to choose her own words.

However, she received an unexpected answer.

--"See you tonight."

She heard Persephone's voice, which seemed to contain the strange emotion from before.However, after the sound, the drone left with dinner.The terminal also returned to the shutdown state.

Persephone, no response—but perhaps no response was a response.

So Miss Shirtle turned her head and looked out of the window on the other side.At the end of her field of vision, the color of dusk faded away completely, disappeared, and then the pitch black night flooded in and covered everything in the city.

She breathed a sigh of relief - she didn't know why she was relieved.

"Look, Steele. It's not really that hard," she said to herself. "Ask for a job—at least it's not that hard."

She said lightly and returned to her seat.He reached out and touched his chest—the heart didn't beat too violently.And the emotions in my heart are not hesitant - as if this is a very normal and ordinary little thing.That is, it is a little embarrassing when you are cryptically rejected.

Just embarrassing.

Only embarrassment.

And this subtle little emotion disappeared in an instant.

So she breathed a sigh of relief.

——I really have changed, I really am not the same as before.

——But... well, it seems that I can barely make a request to Persephone right now.And if it is replaced by other people, it seems to be a little bit dead.

Sarkaz, who was inflamed, tilted his head.She felt that she had changed really slowly - she only learned to greet people she knew three days ago.But today I tried to speak willfully.

It is a remarkable improvement compared to the babbling toddler.

but……

"Forget it, anyway, I'm not sure if it's a good thing or a bad thing. Fast or slow. Let things take their course..."

She subconsciously raised her hand and touched her sword.

She froze there suddenly.

Willful request... request, when I asked Lewandine for Huoyan, when did I not ask for it with empty teeth and never gave anything in return?

—Ah, really.I'm doing something stupid.Obviously he has done so many times long ago, yet he is still thinking foolishly here and there.

She knocked on her head, stopped thinking about it and sat down, tidying up the room and preparing some items that Persephone needed.And after those trivial matters are dealt with, stay on the sofa, pick up the terminal, and spend time online.

And all this continued for several hours, until the appointed time arrived, and Persephone in a white princess dress appeared at the door, and it came to an end.

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There is probably only one session today, and there is a group going to run tonight_(:з」∠)_

Chapter 170: If the waves are too high, the boat will capsize

How to describe it?

Under the dark starry sky, there is only one pure white night flower blooming in the pitch-black wilderness?

Miss Steele had no doubts that when Persephone intended to use her looks as a weapon, ordinary people would be overwhelmed by her beauty just by looking at her.And although she, Miss Shirtle, had experienced many battles and had seen many times, when the door opened, she felt a little nervous.

Nervous, nervous because of lack of oxygen - she was stunned for a moment, and in this moment, the blood cells in her body even forgot about the oxygen exchange.

"It's beautiful." She praised from the bottom of her heart, looking at it from top to bottom. "Persephone, even a real goddess can't compare to you."

The girl in her eyes is shining brightly under the night, her frown and smile are extremely noble and elegant - a certain red-haired guy really didn't expect that this guy can be so beautiful just by changing into a princess dress.It is not even a purely visual beauty, but a phenomenon similar to the laws of nature. Air, water, light, shadow, and all known material structures are reflected against Persephone, as if here is her kingdom, and she is the king who walks on it.

"Aren't I a goddess? Am I not beautiful enough?" ——She heard Persephone's voice. Compared with the ordinary voice, her words at this moment are both majestic and seductive, Shirt At this moment, I seemed to see multiple overlapping beautiful images - young girls, green girls, intellectual ladies, graceful ladies.All the images can be clearly distinguished in this guy's perception, and each image has an independent, overlapping, but non-interfering beauty.

She is a goddess, yes, she is.

She is a thousand faces, she is a thousand faces, she is the aesthetic aggregation of a thousand voices and a thousand bodies.

She is--

—She is Sirence... Slaanesh.

The memory of the subspace in the Warhammer world suddenly came to mind, and the things in front of me were compared with the distant time - Miss Stelter blinked her eyes, and her eyes converged.The strange feeling disappeared without a trace, and inside Persephone's chest, she observed a crystal that was familiar to her not long ago, but now it is a little strange.

It turned out to be the case.

It turned out that this guy added special effects to himself.

"The godhead of the queen of the underworld." The corners of the mouth of the flaming-haired girl trembled slightly.Shaking his head slightly, he said softly. "You have taken control of it and modified it."

She solved the mystery and identified the queen's new clothes.

And the next moment, the darkness outside the door was no longer so dense that it could be used as the background of an oil painting.The sense of assimilation and composite aesthetics that were ubiquitous in the last moment also disappeared in an instant—no, not eliminating, but converging.An invisible land shrinks inward with Persephone as the center, and all of them are attributed to the body of the young doctor.

The goddess on the earth disappeared—without the filter, it would naturally disappear—and after the goddess left, there was only a purple-haired girl who was still beautiful and beautiful, but still in the human category.Her bust defect, which may have been intentionally left, has now become her certificate and mark.

The girl tilted her head, as if a little surprised.But there is a certainty of "it should be so" in the voice.

"Well, I have mastered a part of it—modified some parameters to temporarily change its function to read the general consciousness of human beings, or the aesthetic concept in the consciousness layer, and use it to strengthen my sense of existence—theoretically speaking, just now I am the dream lover of everyone on this land—they will see in me an image that they may not even know but will definitely make them fall in love at first sight. But such tricks seem to be ineffective for you."

"I thought it would make you happier."

The purple-haired girl explained, and asked in a supplementary manner: "And I think, you seem to have some bad memories of the image I just had?"

And Miss Steele ushered the fellow into her room door as she spoke.

"Well, indeed." The flaming-haired girl nodded, and calmed down a little with the slightly rapid breathing in her chest. "I told you before, Persephone. My aesthetics are different from ordinary people's aesthetics-although I am still influenced by the general aesthetics of human beings and prefer humanoid creatures. But in fact, the beauty of all things belongs to me in the eyes."

"You use the godhead of the underworld to gather the aesthetics of all things, and in my eyes you present all things—although it is still very beautiful. But it is always a bit chaotic, and it is impossible to define a real shape."

"You're better off as before," she concluded, taking Persephone to the living room in the lounge, pouring her tea, preparing a handmade supper and turning on the hot water in the bathroom. "I think it's enough to like one Persephone. If I like tens of thousands at the same time, even I will feel awkward."

And Persephone, who was well taken care of by her, picked up the cup of jasmine tea and took a sip.

"Sirtel, I guess the [like] you mentioned should be like between friends, right?"

"It's [close friend], or [close friend in boudoir]." Miss Stelter corrected.And served a layer of Tivat-style manor-baked muffins on the table in front of the Doctor.

"And I do have some bad memories. It was a dream world that I called a battle hammer. There, there was a powerful god who could squeeze the earth like Terra into a rubber ball in a single thought. And one of them It is in charge of the power of cognition that interferes with all aesthetics, as you just revealed. And that god... I don't recommend you to imitate it."

"I knew it. I understand." Persephone shook her head slightly, then nodded.Responses were given to the two things that Ms. Steele said.She took another bite of the muffin after that.Let the sweet taste supplement the sugar she needs a little bit.

"So, what then?" After eating a whole piece, she tilted her head slightly and looked at the guy in front of her.

"Then what?"

"You asked me to change into a princess dress, and I can't just do nothing after that." Persephone raised her finger and lightly wiped her lips.The pulsating temperament around her is constantly switching between pure, intellectual, and charming with subtle body language.

"Are you going to play a role-playing game? The helpless princess imprisoned in the dungeon, every time she escapes, she gets more severe abuse and abuse? Or is the evil dark princess defeated and captured, kneeling before being executed?" Pray for mercy and live at the feet of the brave—whatever you want to play is fine."

She gently pressed her already clean lips, leaning on the sofa.Her eyes fluttered, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her delicate figure revealed a seductive curve.

But Miss Steele was blind--not seeing, though her brow was twitching.

"Unfortunately, I've seen this kind of situation a lot. Even if it's acting, it loses the fun, and there's nothing after that. And this is not [letting you wear a princess dress]." She sat quietly and was wiped out while baking muffins After that, another plate of wolf claw potato cakes was placed in front of Persephone with honeydew plum juice.

She rests her chin.

"Yes [request]. I ask you to wear a princess dress when you come here, just a princess dress. There is no other purpose, and I have no compensation for it-this is an independent thing. Independence, and everything else. irrelevant."

She thought she had made it very clear.

However, this can't stop a certain bad-hearted guy from deliberately thinking in a strange direction.

"So that's how it is." The young doctor was thoughtful. "One-sided demands, unequal exchanges. You want to tame me like a pet—shall I prepare a rope around my neck? Or a chain? And do you prefer pets to walk on knees or on fours? Crawl on the ground?"

"Please, Persephone." Stelter raised his hands in surrender. "Please stop teasing me here."

"Is this also a request?"

"Well, this is also a request."

"Then I'm not teasing, but a statement. I'm just telling you a simple fact." The girl doctor turned her head to the other side. "If you want, whether it's a game or for real, I'm always ready to cooperate... Ah, the hot water is ready."

She got up, and undisguisedly tore off the tie of the princess dress in front of Miss Shirtle—this little elf must have the means to untie her clothes so pitifully.And the undisguised, graceful body that could almost trigger a war was exposed in front of this red-haired thing.

She took a small step towards the bathroom—just a small step, and then kept this step and turned away.

One, very subtle movements, gestures.The preciousness and secrets of girls are only highlighted in someone's eyes.

"Are you interested in watching the metabolism of pets? Although all organic matter will be broken down into pure carbon dioxide and water in my body. But if you want, I can make this excretion process very ornamental."

"No, cleaning is very troublesome." The red-haired bastard waved his hand and refused.

"I can lick the floor clean." Persephone's fingertips pressed against the cushion of the sofa, her upper body leaned towards Miss Shirtle, revealing her slender, white neck and sticking out her pink tongue.

It's tempting, and also... weird.

In the past, even if Persephone liked to tease people, she would not be so stubborn.

So……

Miss Steele watched her, and suddenly thrust her hand straight into her chest.Accompanied by a clear air pressure explosion, the Godhead of the Queen of the Underworld was taken out completely and fell into her hand.

A ray of flame overflowed from her fingertips, completely filling and purifying the modified godhood——

And it was only then that she heard Persephone's soft cry.

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there's another section

Chapter 170 Section [-] Terra's Reflection

Persephone leaves.

Walking fast, very busy, it was like running away.Strictly speaking, this should be the second deflation she has suffered in the years since joining Tower of Babel.And her first time was 31 consecutive deaths at the hands of Miss Shirtle.

This is really a coincidence - the two bad lucks were basically directly or indirectly caused by Shier Teer.On the contrary, this made her image in the eyes of Miss Shirtle softer and more friendly to the people.After all, it is difficult to be afraid of people who continue to show embarrassment in their eyes—generally speaking.

——That's why there is no reason for the worry of Lucille and the others.This guy is not invincible in the world.She can't beat me, and she'll be stumped by otherworldly powers transcribed from the world.Maybe after a while, it might not be impossible for her to be fooled by something like a stepping stone.

The flaming-haired girl thought to herself, watching Persephone, who looked a little cute because of her distress, disappeared into the distant place in the night—after a simple test, she could basically determine why Persephone The appearance that is somewhat out of specification is due to lack of caution when interfering with the Empire of Consciousness, and the result is that she is in turn disturbed by the thousands of emotional distractions in the Empire of Consciousness.

——The black sea.

——If the reed where Theresia was located was originally Terra’s heaven, then the level that ordinary people can touch should be the spiritual world where good and evil are relatively chaotic, or hell.

——Although the layer that Persephone came into contact with was a mirror, it should be considered a layer that can belong to hell.And since it is hell, it is naturally full of too many negative...or more evil thoughts.

— But it shouldn't bother her.

The girl thought to herself, turned around, and closed the door and window.When Persephone left, she took with her the godhead that had been purified and restored—that thing was harmless, and Persephone claimed that she was sure to deal with her.

She shouldn't have fallen twice on the same rock, so Sturtle trusted her determination.

only……