Now almost all the conspiracy groups in Comoros have Lilytu believers. Through them, Males slowly weaves a subtle web of control, and her followers have penetrated into the harems of various places.
For the consuls of the conspiracy group, those socialites are just personal property and a common diplomatic gift.
But they didn't know that during the whole process, there was an invisible hand controlling everything.
For Males, love is the most delicate lever in power. No matter how tough or paranoid a person is, he cannot refuse a trivial proposal from the person next to him when he is happy. What's even better is that these highly skilled socialites are willing to act as messengers between the high-ranking and powerful people in various conspiracy groups. You must know that in the past, any "peaceful" dialogue between them may become an excuse for subordinates or opponents to make trouble.
As for those socialites whose interpersonal relationships are too chaotic, who will meddle in other people's business?
After all, Comoros' loyalty has never been only relevant to stake.
Just as Males narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was about to fall asleep, accompanied by the sound of flapping wings, a graceful natural disaster fell on the ground, and then he lowered his head and knelt in front of Males.
"I'm back, madam..."
As the maid behind him gently shaking the fan, a scent of fragrance hits her face, and the natural disaster with his head down made a low female voice.
“Everything follows your instructions.”
In a moment, Males opened his red lips lightly and said lazyly:
"See him?"
"See it."
"Happy?"
The natural disaster just lowered his head silently.
Males smiled slightly, raised his right hand, opened his fingers and looked at the newly applied nail polish, and said softly:
"Ah, there are not many males in this dark galaxy. By human standards, he is also a good man? Although he is a wizard, it must not be too bad for him to be by his side."
The natural disaster is still silent.
"I won't say that it's far away. For you, he led the Black Legion to make a fuss about Comoros. If it weren't for this, I wouldn't know that you existed, and you might have really become a blood actor."
"Thanks to my wife for giving me a second life."
"You don't have to thank me. You are the daughter of the Hillian family... Your father was once my boss, and it is logical that your second life should be given by him."
"That's a false life."
Males then put down his arm and sat up.
"Rosanara, if I order you to kill him, will you be able to do it?"
"meeting."
The decisive answer from the disaster caused Males to laugh.
"Oh, why are you so ruthless? After all, you have loved each other. Although love is very luxurious for us, even if it is as cold as Comoros, there is still a little bit of tenderness. I believe you are not a person who minds race."
"I hate him."
Tianshao raised his head and revealed his cold and resolute face. An inexplicable emotion flashed in his narrow eyes.
"Why?"
"He just regarded me as a toy, my life was over, he tied me with witchcraft and kept cheating on me."
"It is precisely because he loves you, he loves you so much, longs for you, and wants to possess you forever."
“Deception is deception.”
Looking at Nifitari, Malles suddenly smiled and tilted his head to the side.
"I don't think the real reason is this."
"Um?"
"What you hate is that he did not rescue you from here, what you hate is that he has ignored you since he made a big fuss in Comoros, what you hate is... these thousands of years of loneliness and loneliness."
Nifitari's shoulders froze suddenly, then lowered his head and stopped talking.
"Little Rosa, would you accept it if I ordered you to return to him and restore your relationship with him in the past?"
"Mrs.'s orders are everything, I will execute them."
"Ha, I'm scared you, my face turned pale. Forget it, go down and rest first. I'll call you again if you have any problems."
Nifitari nodded and stood up to leave.
At this time, Mahles suddenly spoke again:
"If you can't stand the loneliness, you can go to him, but remember to be more restrained. Spend a lot of money and let the blood actor repair you, don't break it because of playing tricks."
"No, no-"
Amid Males' lazy laughter, Nifitari quickly escaped from the tower.
Watching Nifetali flap her wings and disappear into the distant sky, the smile on Males's face gradually disappeared, and then she lay back on the bed.
"I have always said that no matter what race, as long as he can grasp his weaknesses, no matter how powerful or intelligent he is, he will become a chess piece controlled by others. Can you imagine that such a powerful wizard will be influenced and bound by emotions."
A contemptuous hum sounded in the shadows in the corner of the hall.
"Just the bad nature of the monkey."
"Which race does not have bad nature? Although we think we are perfect, the Great Death really slapped us, and it was worthless to knock down the perfection that was boasting in the past... So I am different from the other Comoros guys. I never care about the advantages and disadvantages of any race. I only take a fancy to what they can bring. Are you right? Little Ifrene."
Ifrenie in the shadow did not answer, but asked softly after being silent for a while.
"Madam, then...what to deal with that ape named Soshiyang?"
"Yo? Do you still remember that person's name? It's because Veronica talks to you every day, right?"
"Um......"
"He."
A faint smile appeared on Males' face.
"Let him play in the city for a while first, there is no hurry to do this."
Ifrene looked at Males who was holding Jizhu, but she was cursing the stupid ape in her heart. Didn’t he think that the thing might reveal his whereabouts when he held the invitation? The spiritual race has many tracking methods, and a large part of them are not psychic types, so even if there are wizards of Kayang level, it is difficult to detect anything.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! In fact, as soon as the invitation entered Comoros, Males knew about it, and their actions were not secret at all!
Now that the net has been opened, how could these three monkeys have played with the meticulous wife of the Poisonous Tongue?
Ifrene couldn't help but think of Veronica's worried face. Her friend had been in a state of uneasy these days, and asked her to hand over a handwritten letter to Soshiyan no matter what.
But this matter obviously violates the order of Mrs.
"Little Efrenie?"
Suddenly, she heard a call and suddenly realized that she was distracted.
At this time, Males had turned around and looked at her straight.
"Little Efrenie, what's wrong with you? I just asked you how you prepared for the subsequent gladiator, you haven't replied to me."
Looking at the other party's eyes that were enough to penetrate the soul, Ifrene was a little panicked, and quickly lowered her head and said:
"Sorry, madam, I just got in a daze. Maybe it was because of my previous training...I'm fully prepared."
Males retracted his gaze and nodded.
"That's good, what's going on with Veronica?"
"She...is not bad, she is just a little anxious."
"She knows Soshiyan is coming, right?"
Ifrene hesitated for a moment, then nodded.
"Okay, I understand. You're tired too, so go down and rest."
Males waved his hand, and Ifrene turned and walked towards the steps after bowing.
Not long after she left, Males stood up from the bed, took out a communication bead from the dressing table beside him, and said to it:
"Prepare a dress and a car, I'm going to the Curse Night Shadow."