The splendid restaurant with flickering candlelight.
Klein is wearing a brand-name custom-made suit...
Don't ask, asking is just taking advantage of the public account and robbing your own church.
The beauty has arrived.
He very thoughtfully pulled out a chair for the blond beauty.
"Please take a seat."
Soft-spoken and polite.
When people see him, they will say: What a polite gentleman.
"Thanks."
The blonde beauty is as shy as a deer.
A light application of powder and daisy can hardly conceal your beauty.
Klein's heart moved.
This feels like it’s been a long time coming...
What, how does it feel you ask?
Of course I'm tired of it.
Otherwise, what else could it be.
If Klein's guess is correct, the Miss Greta Sikollari in front of her is definitely a man!
Changing from male to female brings us closer to the "original".
The charm is getting stronger.
After coming back to his senses, Klein waved to the waiter: "Do you have any recommendations?"
As he spoke, he did not forget to consider the other person's feelings: "Miss Greta, do you have anything taboo?"
"No, no, no, please don't mind me, I can do anything." Greta Sikollari still maintains the persona of an innocent girl.
Speaking of which, she is actually very similar to the flower girl who was close to Benson. She is generally an independent woman from a poor family, working hard and studying hard, and is motivated to go ashore.
Emmmm, maybe this is the most endearing character.
Back to the table——
After ordering, Klein briefly talked about his situation.
What a devout believer in the Goddess of the Night, what a foreign manager of Joestar Co., Ltd.
In short, Greta Sikollari's eyes became brighter and brighter, and she praised with great sincerity: "It's amazing, it's really amazing! Mr. Moretti, I didn't expect that you have been to so many places at such a young age.
It’s a place.”
Klein showed a complacent and reserved smile at the right time: "It seems to be a coincidence. If I hadn't accidentally met that famous writer, I would still be a teaching assistant in the university."
"The teaching assistant is also great. If I were as educated as you, I wouldn't have to..." Greta Sikollari's tone was slightly lowered, but she quickly returned to normal and said with great anticipation: "I will definitely take the exam next year."
It will succeed, and you will be able to settle in Backlund by then."
The charm of large-scale preparation~
Unstoppable.
If Klein hadn't known the ins and outs of his opponent, he would probably have been moved by such a energetic girl who worked hard to make progress and was not discouraged even though she was in the lowest point.
"It's a pity that you picked the wrong hunting target." Klein thought to himself.
But she pretended to be moved: "Miss Greta, I believe you will succeed."
After a pause, he said with emotion: "Speaking of which, our family's original situation wasn't much better."
Naturally, he talked about his brother and sister.
In fact, this information has long been memorized by Greta Sikollari.
However, she still listened carefully to every word of Klein, and showed expressions of sympathy, surprise, and joy at the right time.
The two of them chatted while eating.
It can be said that 'the man is affectionate and the concubine is interested'.
Calculate mentally and carefully, it all comes together!
A meal.
All happy.
The crimson moon is in the sky, the moonlight is like gauze.
After drinking more of West Balam's specialty honey wine, Greta's face was white and rosy, tender and tender.
She came to the bow of the ship, opened her arms in despair, and let out a sweet and cheerful laugh.
When Klein saw it, three black lines appeared on his head.
Although he knew that this was part of the play, he should not say it...
Lao Huang, you are too successful as a copycat.
"Miss Greta, are you imitating the rose from "The Sinking of the Titans"?" Klein asked knowingly.
Greta Sikollari turned back with tenderness in her eyes: "What about you, Mr. Moretti, will you be my Jack?"
Klein smiled.
Walking forward, he hugged Greta Sikollari's waist.
Awkwardness is awkward.
After all, Ke had faced Antigonus and the Lord of Mysteries head-on, and his mentality became as stable as a wild horse.
It's just a joke, it's nothing.
Such a hug.
Eh~
Greta Sikollari's favorability has increased a lot.
Switching to GalGame, Klein can now prepare toilet paper and wet wipes and prepare to watch exquisite CG.
And in three dimensions.
Greta Sikollari invited him to visit the room.
Solitary, male, widowed, female
Drunk, alcoholic, slightly tipsy
Visit the room?
I understand everything——
Klein showed the unique conservatism and restraint of Loen men, that is, the ‘reluctant refusal’.
Greta Sikollari is not surprised.
A man.
She understands.
After all, she did it before.
If it doesn't work once, then try it again.
Special move: Raise your head at a 45-degree angle with tears in your eyes!
"Really... can't it be done? Are you so unwilling?"
Scene substitution.
Except for sisters who are naturally curvy, no normal man can withstand this trick.
Klein fell.
In other words, he successfully pretended to be defeated.
Greta Sikollari was secretly happy and pulled Klein along for a trot.
Put aside calculations and conspiracies.
Just look at this scene: a young man and woman holding hands and running on the deck under the moonlight.
Having said that, it is still very beautiful.
Although Greta Sikollari is just a waiter, she has her own independent room...
Obviously, this is the result of the operation of the Witch Cult.
Otherwise, we can't let the men we hooked into have sex in the staff dormitories, right?
Some people may find it exciting.
But most people can't accept it.
Push the door open and enter.
Greta Sikollari finally stopped pretending.
She took off her simple and elegant dress, revealing her devilishly perfect figure.
What is a witch?
A woman who enchants people is a witch!
This is not the first time that Klein has dealt with a witch.
But no matter how many times it has passed.
He will be shocked by the extraordinary power of God's way to contain.
That sentence echoed faintly in my ears again...
"The witch tastes really good."
Only fake men attack bitches.
Real men go to men.
As for the fighter among men, he will attack the witch!
"Mr. Moretti, what are you waiting for?" Greta Siccolari suddenly became very proactive.
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Contrast can best arouse the wildest desires in people's hearts!
From a shy deer to a wild female leopard, if you were an ordinary person, you would probably be unable to hold back.
But Klein is no ordinary person.
There was no fluctuation in his heart, and he even wanted to laugh.
That’s it?
My little classmate, it’s hard for me to handle you like this.
When Greta Sikollari saw it, she felt bad in her heart.
Don't forget that you are young and physically weak, then you are just flirting with a blind man.
"There is no other way but to let 'Madam' personally take action. Such a high-quality target must not be missed!"
With a thought, Greta Sikollari's eyes suddenly turned into snake eyes.
At the same time, she blew a scent of fragrance at Klein with lightning speed.
This is a kind of witch's spell, which can make people fall into hallucinations. It is simple and easy to use.
Klein pretended to be hit, his body went limp, and he collapsed on the ground with a silly smile.
Greta Sikollari raised her lips, turned around and pulled out the snake bone sculpture from the bedside.
Scattering the ashes, she began to pray.
Dark clouds cover the sun.
After dozens of breaths, a plump woman wearing a white gauze appeared in the room. She was like a ripe peach, exuding an alluring aura, but her expression was dull and her dressing style was conservative.
kindness……
He is also a master of contrast.
"Madam." Greta Sikollari saluted respectfully.
Madam Snake glanced at her and looked at Klein on the ground, "Cline Moretti?"
Greta Sikollari smiled and said: "Yes ma'am, that's him."
"Very good, Greta, you did a good job this time." Mrs. Snake said calmly: "Next time we meet, I will give you the magic potion."
"It's a great honor, madam." Greta Sikollari was very excited.
Unlike most extraordinary people who changed from male to female, she really liked her current state.
That thing is very annoying!
Madam Snake looked at Klein and said softly: "Good luck Klein, your luck ends here."
"Good Luck Crane" refers to a poor college graduate who accidentally met a wealthy travel writer, thereby achieving class transfer and becoming a wealthy family.
This is the information that Klein has disclosed to the public.
Otherwise, the Witch Church would not have chosen this 'fat sheep'.
No way, funds are needed to carry out secret activities.
No one's money comes from strong winds. Whether it's to win over believers or corrupt senior officials, it would be difficult to move forward without Mane.
At this moment, a person who is easy to control and can control a large amount of money appears!
Coupled with the news deliberately spread by Sharon, Maric and others, Klein got his wish.
Madam Snake looked at it for a while, then suddenly licked her lips charmingly and said to Greta Sikollari: "Haven't you always wanted to learn skills from me? It's a rare opportunity. I'll let you see my lady's skills with your own eyes later.
ability."
Greta Sikollari:!!!
Is there such a good thing?
Her surprise at this moment was no less than that of a university lecturer giving guidance to a poor student.
Glancing at Klein who was lying on the ground, she understood: This guy looks good, and Madam might have other thoughts.
but.
It doesn't matter~
The real thing is to master the technology.
You must know that witches are also very involved in each other.
After all, everyone's appearance is not bad because of the power of the potion, so to distinguish among the beauties, you can only rely on "skills".
Killing a hundred people and killing a thousand people is just sparse and common.
To hone the true "technique", it takes tens of thousands of people to understand its profound meaning.
The teaching of high-sequence witches saves a lot of trouble.
During the two-player game, she can get closer to the "original"...
Mrs. Snake looks dignified, but is actually an activist.
He undressed Luo Shang lightly and gracefully.
She clearly wants to do evil, but she actually looks holy, like a goddess who sacrificed herself to spread great love.
Greta Sikollari couldn't help but be fascinated.
In a trance, she seemed to have found the true meaning of life: a real man (old woman) should be like this!
"Although I will teach you more than once, but... watch carefully and study hard." Madam Snake's expression remained cold.
But just like that, it added countless charms to her.
"Go and help him, he will catch a cold just lying on the ground."
Hearing this, Greta Sikollari didn't dare to be negligent. She stepped forward and reached out to unbutton Klein's shirt.
suddenly.
Dark energy spread everywhere, and the entire room quickly transformed into a realm of death.
How could a low-sequence Extraordinary like her resist the power of the Son of Death? She still maintained her original movements, but the vitality in her eyes had quietly dissipated.
"Spiritual Cult!"
Madam Snake's pupils narrowed.
But.
It shouldn't be.
The Spiritual Cult and the Witch Cult are invisible allies, so why do they betray each other for no reason?
Obviously, she didn't know that a relatively unified voice had formed within the Spiritual Cult.
Even though there are still remnants of the 'Artificial Death Sect' and the 'Return of the Underworld Sect', they cannot resist the general trend and quietly escape into the human world and become dormant.
Death comes.
In front of Mrs. Snake's eyes, a middle-aged man with a bronze complexion and a gentle face appeared.
Her legs suddenly went weak and she lost the idea of resisting: "Death Archon..."
"Do you know me?" Azik was a little surprised: "Seeing as you only have the strength of Sequence 3... Well, that's right, she is an ageless witch."
He straightened his hat, and there was no strange look on his face.
It's as if the person in front of you is just a sheep or a bag of flour or something insignificant.
Klein also got up from the ground.
kindness……
I couldn't help but look at it a few more times.
Charming.
It's so charming.
Steadying his mind, he thought, and the thread of his spiritual body escaped directly into the void, and then silently retreated behind Azik, quite a bit like Han Tianzun.
"Introduce yourself, I heard that girl call you 'Madam'?" Old God Azik put his hands behind his back on the ground, his attitude was quite kind.
However, Mrs. Snake did not dare to hide it. She gritted her teeth and spoke truthfully: "I am the ageless witch of the Witch Sect, Bibiana Steinhaus. Because I have practiced many spells using poisonous snakes as the medium, others often call me
For 'Snake Lady'."
Mrs. Snake lowered her head slumpedly, looking aggrieved.
Azik smiled and said to Klein: "This is what I often tell you, be careful in everything."
As he spoke, he gently held a thin wisp of smoke near his ear that was almost invisible to the naked eye.
The thin smoke twisted and changed, turning into a poisonous snake with fangs and claws.
Mrs. Snake frowned slightly.
And Azik spit out a small dead snake that was completely charred and black from his mouth, and said: "Witches always have all kinds of spells, magic and speaking spirits, which make you hard to guard against."
Klein nodded heavily.
Industry specializing in surgery.
The witch path's frontal combat ability is not weak, and the Yin people's methods are even better.
In other words, Mr. Azik has had too many dealings with witches. If it were him, he might not suffer a big loss at first glance.
"ah!!!!"
When the spell failed, Mrs. Snake opened her mouth and let out a shrill scream.
Without thinking, Azik raised his hand and slapped the other person.
This wave, this wave is called physical interruption of spell casting.
"Save some strength, don't yell, it's too noisy." Azik shook his head, took out a handkerchief from his breast pocket, and wiped it carefully: "This is my territory. You can never escape.
Out."
"Azik Eggers! If you betray your trust, the original god will punish you!" Mrs. Snake realized that it would be difficult to escape, so she simply stopped pretending and planned to fight to the death.
Azik sighed: "Countless years have passed since the Pale Disaster. The Emperor of Hades has... fallen, and there is no possibility of resurrection. The original witch has also fallen into disgrace. There is no talk of betrayal between you and me."
Mrs. Snake wants to say something else.
But at this moment, her consciousness suddenly sank.
But she saw a spiritual thread penetrated into the back of her neck, flickering with a faint light...
