Chapter 1334 Chapter 1330 The Tyrant’s Principles (Second Update)
The time difference between Oxfordshire and Latvinia is only one hour. Dinah followed the marks on the schedule that had already calculated the time difference, led the team of armed maids through the corridor with movements accurate to the second, and then went through the secret security check alone to enter the master's house.
Room. The master bedroom does not only have one bedroom and bathroom, but a giant room with a small living room. This was an idea proposed by the owner of this manor when he was renovating and expanding it. Compared with laser anti-aircraft cannons and underground hangars,
Compared with facilities such as underground garages and nuclear explosion shelters, the problem of expanding the original room only exists in how to reinforce and maintain the Gothic decoration style in the manor. It does not take an hour to come up with the design plan and circuits.
layout.
Dinah walked into the small living room lightly and skillfully placed her portable firearms in the arsenal in the living room. Then she boiled the teapot she had prepared the night before, brewed three cups of black tea, then opened the tray with the small
The oak door connecting the living room, by the way, gently moved the gray short-haired cat trying to squeeze in with her with high heels, and then entered the real bedroom. There were two extremely beautiful tall women on the exquisite giant four-poster bed.
Immersed in sleep, the thin silk blanket as smooth as flowing water poured down from the witches' backs. A little morning light shining into the room through the gaps in the curtains made their skin almost translucent. It was obvious that they had not fully recovered from fatigue.
The owner of the manor opened his eyes the moment Dinah entered the bedroom.
He carefully pulled out his arm from the witch's embrace, and stood beside the bed with the lightness of a ghost without waking anyone up. This action seemed to be quite unconventional for a man over two meters tall like him.
And, after all, the training of his body control and stealth skills can be regarded as one of the many lessons in the past.
He took the tea cup from Dinah and drank the scalding hot tea in one gulp. Then he took the white bath towel and staggered into the bathroom to wash up. The android maid was surprised that the master and the witch were not wearing clothes.
No wonder, she has to watch it every morning. Sometimes the marathon pleasure between the master and the witch will continue into the morning, so she has to wait for a long time. After everyone gets up, she has to be responsible for cleaning
All bed linens are designed to ensure that no traces of the previous night's pleasure are left behind, ensuring that the owner can continue to enjoy themselves the next night without having to worry about a pile of unwashed sheets.
The sound of the Cheshire Cat scratching at the door is quite annoying. No one knows why this cat has such a rough voice. Before Dinah could open the door and scold the ungrateful cat, the witch was shocked by the sound of scratching the door and the sound of water in the bathroom.
Awakened. Bayonetta woke up first. Joan of Arc was still greedy for the soft bed as always, immersed in sweet dreams and unwilling to wake up. "Today's schedule?" Bayonetta did not see Dinah but
She still asked, because she knew that Dinah must have put on her maid's dress, brought a gun and a dagger and was waiting at the end of the bed, "Can he join us for lunch and dinner today?"
"Only dinner." Dinah tiptoed and handed over the hot black tea. Except for the Imperial Guards, she was the only one who could know the highly confidential information of all the emperor's schedules. "In half an hour, the master will go to Kama
Taj.”
"I know." Bayonetta sat up leaning on the pillow and stretched out like a big cat. Sometimes Dinah would seem a little inferior when facing her, because the witch's figure is so good
, this kind of unnatural beauty cannot be compared to the carefully crafted beauty of artificial humans. It is difficult for ordinary people to see witches without being dizzy because of their beauty. There may be factors of extradimensional power, but
Not everything. The witch determined the entire day's flow in the manor in the blink of an eye, "Prepare breakfast, remember to reheat Joan of Arc's portion. Where is Milia, how was her sleep last night?"
"Very good." Dinah took out a data pad and called up Milia's sleep data. "Except for waking up once at two o'clock in the morning, deep sleep accounted for 50% of the time. Miss Miria will be in deep sleep today.
I will have a good spirit, and I will arrange corresponding exercise courses, including .22 pistol shooting training, swordsmanship training and painting appreciation."
"There is also adaptive training for demonic weapons." Before Dinah could object, Bayonetta said to herself, "No matter how your master objects, Milia's right to education is always in my hands. Last time
Milia's adaptation results are pretty good and she can continue. She will eventually become a witch. How can she be called a witch if she can't use demonic weapons?"
"I object." Salomon wiped his long hair with an absorbent towel and stepped on the carpet with moisture all over his body. After Bayonetta showed obvious anger, he turned around and used a small spell to dry the carpet, so that
It becomes dry and supple. "The power of the Absolute Obsidian has been reduced to a dangerous level. If it continues to decrease, it is very likely that it will not be able to maintain Milia's form in the material universe, just like when I was a child."
"Do you still have the holy cloth?"
"Except for the part reserved as a shirt, yes."
"Then make her a monk's uniform." Bayonetta waved her hand, "She should receive more rigorous training instead of training with you using a toy sponge sword. You have given her too much pampering.
, if she doesn’t know how to contain the pain of her injury, she will never learn to fight.”
"There is no harm in training with a sponge toy sword now. After all, the most important thing in close combat is distance judgment, and she still needs to practice. But you have the final say. I believe you can ensure safety." Salomon raised his hands in surrender, and then
A gentle kiss on Bayonetta's shoulder. The latter put her fingers into her wet hair and tightened it, forcing him to kiss her. It wasn't until three minutes later that the witch was slightly satisfied, and the panting Salomon straightened up.
He stood up and looked at the silent head maid beside him.
Dinah is still extremely calm. She has seen a lot of the witch's strength, and she will not think that her master is under attack like she did before, and then immediately draw her weapon to fight back. Maybe the Imperial Guards will think so, but the emperor does not intend to let them get so close.
In his own private life, the imperial guards handle official matters, and the android maid handles private matters. The two only cooperate in some parts.
"How ready is my power armor? Is it ready for combat?"
"Hamurabi has completed the armor inspection and weapons inspection and is ready to wear. Which set of armor do you plan to wear. Is it pure gold armor or portable armor?"
There is a set of mechanical arms hidden in the wall of the small living room, which are mainly used to assist in wearing power armor. Otherwise, just one armor plate requires two mortal servants to use their full strength, otherwise it may fall and smash the toe bones of ordinary people.
.The moment the emperor woke up, the Praetorian Guard Hammurabi started working. The ammunition boxes prepared in advance were being sent to the assault boats with preheated engines in batches, waiting for the emperor to board the plane at any time.
The special-purpose Pegasus-type assault transport boat has powerful firepower and shields, and can appear in the sky anywhere in the world at any time, leaving ruins all over the ground below. Some people think that the emperor is out-and-out
Tyrant, but it is undeniable that many people are addicted to the methods and style of this ruler and are willing to surrender, as if the tyrant's sword and gun will make them invincible, even if they know that this is not the case.
.
But that won't happen today, because the emperor has already made a reservation.
"The portable armor is enough, I hate neural probes." The emperor said, "Have Hammurabi transport another set of armor to the assault transport boat to be prepared."
"Who are you going to kill today?"
"No one will be killed." The smile that was on his face a few seconds ago disappeared, and the emperor's expression turned cold. "At least no one will be killed today."