Bayonetta doesn't have time to deal with any financial products, not to mention Salomon's suggestions are never reliable. It's more of a joke than a suggestion, until everyone thinks that the products are growing from the shelves.
At that time, the absurd investment suggestion of buying Dutch cheese in large quantities might come in handy. In response, she patted Salomon who was hugging her from behind, and then she seemed to feel something and turned around to look at Zhen.
De laughed secretly. She rested her head on the mystic mage's shoulder and said something in his ear through the scattered strands of hair.
Joan of Arc didn't notice this at all because her fish had already bitten the hook.
Bayonetta drove to the London Temple of Karma Taj today with Joan of Arc, where they took Salomon back to the Oxfordshire Manor (the Guards used the portal, and he wanted to be alone with the Witch for a while)
, and by the way, he also received the hunting order for extradimensional creatures in the British Isles issued by the London Temple of Kama Taj during this period and the bounty from long ago, which greatly filled his wallet - most of Kama Taj's secular industry
Real estate and venture capital managers can give good income reports every time. Therefore, when Bayonetta chose to receive the bounty, she asked for secular currency instead of gold, and the total amount was almost two million US dollars.
Although this amount of money is nothing compared to the account of the Supreme Mage that Salomon has on hand, the witch likes the feeling of making money from hunting extradimensional creatures.
After returning to the Oxfordshire manor, Salomon began to live a lazy life. He first lay on the sofa and watched TV, until after lunch, Melia whizzed past the living room with a sponge sword, hitting him like a cannonball.
On his belly, he remembered that he still had a child to take care of at home.
So he took Melia to the stable, where he trimmed the horses' hooves and brushed the horses' hair. This work continued until the afternoon tea time, and finally he selected a dark brown Arabian under the gaze of Pegasus.
The horse rode up, picked up Milia and put it in front of him, and walked swaying towards the manor's dock. Sometimes, when Dinah's android maids finished their work or took a break, they would hold fishing rods.
He and the bucket went fishing near the small dock - this is a recreational activity rather than fishing - this time Salomon took Milia to participate in this activity. He taught her step by step how to choose bait and identify the fish.
Type, judge the fish gathering water. But after a while, even the Witch came to the small dock under the leadership of the Cheshire Cat. At the same time, the maids also brought a soft couch for Salomon and the Witch to rest.
Although in a legal sense, this entire several-kilometer-long body of water is not private property, because there are no estates built nearby and the area is not a traffic water area, in fact this tributary is not privately owned.
There is no difference in the territory. Of course, this is not the main reason why the Imperial Guards and the Cyborg Maid placed anti-frog mines upstream and downstream. Even if this is a traffic water area, as the emperor's security department, they will try their best to maintain this place.
For the security of the manor, various detection instruments are sunk into the water, and automatic weapons stations are even installed on the dock.
Fishing requires a lot of patience, and it is impossible for Milia to have such a thing at her age. She was running up and down the river, either to harass the Cheshire cat waiting for the fish to bite, or to fiddle with it.
The Arabian horse gnawed on the grass. Fortunately, the maids followed her closely, otherwise she would have broken her neck by the river or been kicked by the tall horse that was unbearable.
Even more fortunately, Milia fell asleep on the sofa after a while.
She escaped the nap time, but she did not escape the biological clock. After enjoying grilled fish and picnic sandwiches by the river, and playing around all day, she finally collapsed in Salomon's arms exhausted, and fell into deep sleep within a few seconds.
In the deep dream, Dinah even put a small blanket on her. Salomon carefully put her aside and blessed her dream with a brief spell to keep her soul away from the storm and whispers. Her fate was destined.
It's so bad that the energy flowing in her veins is enough to make a poor spellcaster summon a demon, with misery, anger, cunning, decay, and joy as its internal organs. All Salomon can do now is to protect her soul.
, ordering the monsters and monsters to stay away until the day she is able to face it alone.
This little spell also puts Miria into a deep sleep, ensuring she doesn't wake up suddenly before dinner.
"We have to have some children of our own." Bayonetta looked at Milia who was in a sweet dream, and her heart itched. She finally ended the passionate kiss and whispered to Salomon, "For example, now
, we can start."
"I suggest in the bedroom." Salomon is obsessed with the witch's lips and seems to never be satisfied. That kind of softness and sweetness is what he wants. Bayonetta's hot body is squeezed into his arms, slender and perfect.
His body was wrapped in a thick black bear skin cloak, and even he could not help but be moved by the sight in front of him. Kama Taj emphasizes being out of the world, but this does not mean that Salomon must be an ascetic for the rest of his life. "If you can't fill it up,
You count me as the loser." His wise words made Bayonetta blush. This situation is rare. Only when he has achieved a clear victory will the witch put aside her strong words and express her other side.
Bayonetta glanced at Jeanne who was completely immersed in fishing activities. This fellow witch seemed to be interested in all kinds of fun, whether it was cards, darts, horse racing or fishing, as long as she could win or lose with others.
She wanted to get in on the game, and now she kept hoping that the fish in the bucket at her feet would exceed Salomon's harvest.
"Jane is not willing to put down the fishing rod now." Bayonetta can completely feel the enthusiasm of her colleagues, but this enthusiasm is not concentrated under the water, but on the bucket at her feet. So far, there are only two that are almost as thin as
The species of fish could not be clearly seen, and Salomon's fish bucket had long been poured back into the river, but Joan of Arc still refused to admit defeat. To be precise, Joan of Arc just wanted to beat Salomon, nothing more, but this kind of
It is difficult to satisfy small wishes, or in other words, her competitive spirit is just that she does not intend to let herself go. "Maybe it's because her performance last night was so embarrassing, and now she wants to regain her face here." Bayonetta smiled.
Then he said, "You were too rough with her last night."
"She likes it too, doesn't she?" Salomon shrugged and wrapped the witch in his arms tightly with a bearskin cloak, just like Cleopatra hiding in a blanket. He picked up Belle.
Unita walked towards the manor, moving so lightly that almost no one noticed them, "The two of us are enough. Are you worried about not being able to make it in time for dinner?"
"Oh, dear, I think Dinah wouldn't mind having dinner delivered to the bedroom."