If the Supreme Mage regulated and bound Salomon with a sense of mission and responsibility, then Bayonetta used the chain called family. Although this chain is very thin, it exerted great influence under the guidance of Athena.
It had the same effect as the railroad track called responsibility. She took off her stiletto shoes and gently rubbed Salomon's calf with her foot - she knew she had to control the scale well and just wanted to make Salomon feel
With a little guilt, this man who has been trained since childhood will arrange everything by himself, so that she can experience more intense love. She has done this more than once, and every time she gets the best feedback.
"But this time it was you who brought us here, my dear." Sure enough, the witch saw an apology on Salomon's face, and the thoughts she touched also expressed the same meaning. For the spell caster, sharing
Thoughts are an extremely intimate relationship, and their thinking tendrils are constantly intertwined, as close as ever. The witch picked up the wine glass and tried to cover Salomon's sight with the crimson wine to prevent him from seeing her unbearable pain.
She suppressed the raised corners of her mouth. It was useless to do so, because her emotions had been transmitted to Salomon through spiritual contact, and the swaying inverted triangle sapphire earrings also betrayed her smile. She narrowed her eyes, and the corners of her eyes
With pleasure, "I hope there will be a next time."
"I promise you, Bayonetta." The relationship between them is not a charity, but a competition transformed from surveillance and murder. No one is more noble than the other. But in Salomon's view, he
During this period, he had indeed neglected his care for the witch and almost abandoned his own responsibilities. The mystic, who felt deeply that his work had affected his family, swore to Bayonetta that the temptation of the black-haired witch was also an important factor in his rapid defeat.
Joan of Arc's eyes widened, feeling that the situation was developing so smoothly that it was incredible. Then she leaned back and moved her gaze from the tabletop covered with the elegant moon-white tablecloth to the bottom of the table. Her eyes widened, but this time it was not surprise.
Out of anger, she tried to push Bayonetta's high heels away with her calves, and then stepped on the upper of Salomon's smooth leather shoes.
The witches always have interesting and childish disputes over small things, including this fight under the dinner table.
Whether it was when Bayonetta pulled Jeanne out of bed, or when Jeanne deliberately stepped on the floor to make noise when Bayonetta and Salomon were enjoying their intimate relationship, or when Bayonetta
This silly quarrel would always happen when Ta forgot to add salt to the omelette, or even when sharing ice cream with each other, as if they were still little girls gesticulating with each other with their respective cat dolls. Joan of Arc joined in smoothly.
She was entangled in her thoughts, but sharing her emotions made her cheeks flush, and she might not even realize it. For a witch with fair skin and pearly white hair, this kind of outward expression of emotion was
It was as bright as the lipstick she chose, and the devil's choice of makeup colors was extremely bold, which made her look too beautiful. She felt that the muscles hidden under her clothes were tight, and the blood in her body was almost burning.
Standing up, the elegant and gentle way of holding the cup instantly turned into violent kneading, and his fingers almost crushed the stem of the goblet.
"Change a cup." Salomon raised his fingers calmly, and then gently broke apart Joan's stiff fingers one by one, leaving the goblet that could be shattered with just one breath, confused.
The waiter. He gestured to the waiter to seal his mouth. For this reason, he planned to tip an extra 100 yuan to prevent the waiter from talking nonsense.
"Let's enjoy the delicious food." Bayonetta smiled and winked. Salomon could feel her feet rubbing against his calves, "Don't bend the fork too?"
"Today is your lucky day." Cassilios's voice woke up Tony Stark. He opened the blanket in a daze, got up from the ground, and saw Steve Rogers already standing
In front of the tempered glass, he looked at Casilios who looked relaxed and happy. When he went to bed last night, he heard Rogers walking around. It was very likely that he had not fallen asleep all night - the mystic said that he would check this morning
The results will be released, which will determine how many of those agents can survive. Steve Rogers, who was tortured repeatedly in his heart, could not sleep at all. As for Tony Stark, he had never seen the tarmac massacre at all, no
I have seen agents beaten to pieces by explosive bombs, and I don’t even know those agents, so I don’t have much psychological pressure.
"Good morning?"
"I should say, good evening." The mystic mage raised his eyebrows, "We caught up with the jet lag, so it's still evening now."
"What's the point of being lucky, Cassilios?" Stark stretched, "How many people survived?"
"Your agents are arranged to be tested after the agents of the Immortal City. Only two agents were slightly contaminated. They only need to go through the brainwashing process and rebuild their lives. This is also the way the Immortal City solves the problem. In this way
, as long as you don't fall into madness on the spot, it's easy to save." Casilios said with a smile. He looked at Rogers, who had a stiff expression, "A simple math problem. If only two agents are slightly contaminated, that means those
The agent's contamination is not serious. In other words, no one will die at all."
Steve Rogers felt like every word the mystic spoke was like a knife stabbed repeatedly into his heart.
Tony Stark glanced at Rogers' expression and quickly changed the subject. "So this is our lucky day?" he asked. "No murder today?"
"Today you can see the order that Salomon spread, that's why I call it your lucky day." Casilios said, "We are now in Eastern Europe, carrying out a long-term mission to the Eternal City. Tony
·Stark, I know that you have contact with Epstein. I know that it was when you were young, and I also know that it was just for entertainment. Even the former president of the Stark Group was a participant, but this does not mean that you
I don’t know. When you have the ability, why would you want to go and rescue those people? You mean Afghanistan? Isn’t that a mess caused by the United States? Don’t you know that in the eyes of Afghans, you are no different from the US military and terrorists?
Don’t you know the tragedy you leave behind every time you go to Afghanistan to carry out a US military strike mission?”
Tony Stark's face looked very ugly, but Rogers was the only one who still didn't understand what was happening.
"The Eternal City will rescue those boys and girls and give them a good educational environment. There will be no tax avoidance means like charity funds, no student loans, only the most direct kindness and the most severe teachings to ensure that those children can become useful people.
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"Is this atonement?" Captain Rogers' voice was hoarse, sounding like it was squeezed out of his throat.
"No, I just want you to see what kind of good deeds others are doing when you are playing the vigilante game." Casilios snorted disdainfully. "Victoria received the news that she was once raped by the Immortal City
The extinct gangs have made a comeback, and they have also obtained missiles that they never had before from an arms dealer. In another twenty minutes, a high-intensity war against gangs will break out in Albania, and the Eternal City will send tanks and gunboats
As well as a series of heavy firepower units such as sky aircraft carriers, they joined the war, and the Sisters took on the task of breaking through the battlefield and rescuing hostages. This time it is not about fighting crime, but about domination." He said, "I'll give you a chance, Steve Rogers.
.Pick up the shield, and you will personally participate in the great cause of the Eternal City, fighting for justice and justice. This is a cause that mortals like you can participate in, and Salomon will not waste resources in vain."
"What about me?" Tony Stark pointed at himself, "Don't I have a chance?"