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Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Cold King

The afternoon sunlight cannot appear very vicious in this courtyard full of plants. Most of the sharp and hot energy has long been blocked by the green and light leaves. Occasionally, a few strands of fish that escaped the net eventually became lazy and could only sprinkle on the ground lazily and considered as jewelry-like embellishments.

Su Mo sat alone on the bench of the logs, leaning on the backrest, looking lazy, looking at the seedlings growing vigorously in the flower table next to him.

"Arika is gone?"

Elquit, who suddenly appeared, stood behind a mulberry tree and poked her head out. She was always so elusive. Even Su Mo couldn't figure out what kind of circuit was running in her magical little head to support the behavior pattern that basically showed Brownian movement.

For example, she was teaching Liliana "experience" with Qingzi in the living room five minutes ago, and then came to Su Mo again in a blink of an eye.

"She seems to be in a bad mood."

He jumped and approached Su Mo, then sat on the bench with great movements and stretched out his beautiful body.

"Well... because I know that Liliana has sworn to me to become a knight."

Su Mo pressed his forehead and recalled the emotions contained in Erica's intermittent words in the brief conversation before, his tone was a little uncertain.

"Because she was the first to act with us."

Alquit knew it: "Just like I chose the dishes I had been eating for a long time when I was having a buffet, I came back from getting a drink and found that I had been eaten by Qingzi. Then I would definitely be very unwilling to accept it - by the way, Xiao Mo, I'm hungry, just stretch my neck over."

“…”

Not to mention what her inexplicable association was like, Su Mo discovered that Elquit had no concerns about sucking blood now - although he was the only one.

Although he had made an agreement with this girl that even though he had absorbed his blood, in fact, Elkette was actually almost instinctively afraid of the blood-sucking behavior at the beginning - and then he gradually became completely unrestrained.

It's probably a good thing.

Su Mo gently stroked Elquit, who had already buried his head in his neck, and looked up and thought.

a long time

"I feel like I can avoid sucking blood for a month..."

The True Ancestor Princess, who didn't waste even a trace of blood stained on her lips, burped a little, squinted her eyes like a cat lying on her master's knee in the afternoon to enjoy the sunshine: "But didn't Xiao Mo comfort her?"

In essence, the person Elquit cared about can count with one hand, so when she asked this question, she spoke a little perfunctory and lazy. She simply closed her eyes and leaned on Su Mo, rubbing it to find a comfortable angle.

"How to comfort me?"

Su Mo rolled his eyes: "Tell her to seize the opportunity to swear loyalty to me? I'm idle..."

“So cold….”

Elquit yawned, then looked up in a daze with his eyes closed and kissed Su Mo on the face: "But I like it..."

................

Wanligu Yuri just finished her bathing.

She wore a witch costume made of white clothes and kimono skirts. She came out of the shrine's office and walked towards the main hall of the Shiroshi Shrine. On the way, she exchanged greetings with other witches who were performing priesthood in this shrine.

There was a friend in the main hall waiting for her - her friend who was also a witch girl.

Yuan Wuniao is completely different from ordinary clergy. They are those who are only sent by the official history editorial committee and are sent as important spiritual places across the country. Due to the different command systems, even if there is a shrine lawsuit, they cannot give orders to Yuan Wuniao and can only respect them as noble guests.

There are about ten witches in the Kanto area and Yuri.

"Hui Na, why did you come here today?"

"Ah, Yuri--I haven't seen you for a long time, come and visit you a little."

The guests in the main hall showed a naughty smile on their faces.

The long straight black hair makes people feel that it will slip off naturally when they hang up the comb. Although her beautiful face is upright, her eyes always make people smile. The girl does not wear the witch costume that Yuri has long been used to, but a white shirt with a light brown vest and short skirt, similar to the women's uniform in high school.

On the floor beside her was a slender cloth bag - not big, but it had a more suppressed and explosive presence than the beautiful girl.

Although it was a bag specially made to block the power of the spell, Yuri's spiritual vision ability still sensed the terrifying divine power at the first time.

"Youri, are you now as a concubine next to the new king of China as the legendary one?"

Then the second sentence of the girl who became Huina was extremely explosive, without any twists.

"Ah? This--"

Yuri was stunned for a moment, unable to speak for a while - is this rumor too strange?

So, for granted, Yuri also clearly expressed her doubts.

Then the friend in front of her became even more surprised: "Who was actually indifferent to a super high-level beauty like Yuri who has a gentle personality and good figure and a very soft chest feel?!"

"What are you talking about!"

Yuri's face suddenly turned red, and the corners of his eyes were slightly raised, as if a rabbit was anxious to bite people.

"Scared" Qingqiuyuan Ei Na quickly surrendered: "Sorry, sorry, just a joke, Yuri, you still can't help but make fun of it."

"But it seems that Yuri, you haven't been able to get close to that king?"

He quickly returned to seriousness.

Yuri was stunned, with a wry smile on his face: "I don't know what to say... Although Wang personally did not show any resistance to my approach - but this is the problem... because he doesn't seem to care at all, I feel that even if I replace me with anyone else, I will not react..."

Girl, you are really wrong. If you have the ability, you can change the vulgar uncle Ganyu? Do you believe it if you are rejected by Su Mo's family every minute?

“It’s all a reaction….”

Qingqiuyuan Ei's eyes slowly became calm: "That is, cold?"

There are many forces who want to get close to Campione to gain benefits. Strictly speaking, the reason why Erica represents the Red Copper Black Cross and approaches Su Mo is the same - but Liliana should be more of a coincidence.

As the witch who protects Japan, although Yoriya Manriya is not like this, he cannot ignore the existence of the God-killer.

“……a very appropriate adjective.”

After hearing Hui's words, Yuri was stunned and then smiled bitterly: "Indeed, Wang was particularly cold in many things. Whether it was me or Miss Erica, he had almost the same attitude in the previous battle with the goddess Athena and Marquis Voban."

"It is worthy of being the devil, far beyond our existence..."

Qingqiuyuan Ei's eyes narrowed, stuck out her tongue and gently licked her cherry-colored lips. She was obviously only a 16 or 17-year-old girl, but because of this action, her whole temperament increased.....Stylish.

"But it's just that it's interesting - Grandpa really gave an amazing order this time."
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