Chapter 188 Beauty and confusion, murder in secret
If Hill knew that William was regretting why the Goddess of Hunting did not fall in love with the God of Bows and Arrows, he would only tell this guy that the Goddess of Hunting only cares about face.
That's a pure pretty dog.
Hill didn't think she loved the Elf God King so much.
No matter how much a woman loves power, she will not treat her maid well after giving her to her lover, and even treat the daughter she gives birth to well.
There is no possessiveness at all, so what is love?
Being a naughty dog and having no brain are the reasons why she ended up like this.
However, at this time, Hill just moved his cloud ship slightly and followed a group of undead girls.
The main reason is that he saw some traces.
This girl has not brought the duchess with her, and there is no old Sanda King beside her. There is only a pink rabbit behind her.
The girl he was holding on his arm seemed to have been seen by Hill before during the battle on Black and White Road. She was a swordsman.
I clearly remember that she was a girl with flaming red lips and a dashing and heroic figure, but now her white gauze was fluttering, with a pure white rabbit following behind her.
The direction they were walking was towards Hill's forest array.
After William killed a demonized mage, the nobles probably felt that such a thing was happening around them, which made them very uncomfortable, so they all went to the woods.
Hill moved quietly above the clouds, bound to find the best view.
The undead girls acted like they had just come off the battlefield and came here to relax their bodies and minds.
He had no intention of talking to the nobles at all.
We laid out a large tablecloth, took out snacks and drinks, sat there and started chatting.
They were talking and laughing, lying on their rabbits, cute and charming.
Hill watched the group of nobles go from vigilant and cautious, ready to leave at any time, to gradually relaxed and fascinated.
No one left, they all stood far away and looked at these beautiful girls.
Hill found a place with the best view and waited quietly.
"Why haven't those nobles left yet? Are they waiting to be beaten?" Merkel asked Hill after watching for a while.
"How did you get it?"
"There is no little girl, they are all adult women." Merkel licked her paws, "The undead never make friends regardless of their size. They are obviously looking for trouble."
"I just want to know, are they planning to stage an innocent temptation?" Hill said lying on the side of the ship, "These nobles can't be that stupid, right?"
The undead girls were chatting and laughing there, and no one paid attention to the standing nobles.
The nobles also had smiles on their faces, admiring the beautiful scenery without saying a word, their eyes darting around, but they didn't say a word.
It seems that they feel that the undead girls are waiting for them to offend so that they can teach them a lesson.
The current behavior is more like taking advantage and not taking advantage of it. As long as I don’t speak, it’s up to you to see what you do!
Cunlu stood up, turned around, raised her hand slightly, and released the sacred rain.
The fluttering golden raindrops blend into the mist of water, shining with colorful light.
The girls laughed crisply.
People kept standing up because of the rain, their hair was slightly wet and messy stuck to their cheeks, beautiful and innocent.
The eyes of the nobles all slipped down to the skirts of these girls.
However, they are all wearing alchemy equipment, which is automatically purified and does not stick to rain or snow.
After a while, a group of male undead came over together.
Hill opened his eyes curiously.
They all sat down next to the girls and started playing happily with their girlfriends.
Hill saw Cunlui roll into Nanfeng's arms, put a grape on the fork in his hand and fed it into his mouth.
The nobles were stunned for a moment before they seemed to realize that these undead people were not here to cause trouble, but were here for a date.
They looked a little unhappy, especially when they saw the girls who didn't even look at them, acting so gentle and lovely in front of their lovers.
Hill's mouth twitched.
He has already recognized several female undead with particularly hot bodies, and they all... well, I don't know how those unlucky ones who show affection to them were selected.
Then, some undead girls got into an argument.
After their lovers couldn't stop them, they reluctantly decided to resolve the dispute with a duel.
Soon someone took out soil and built a dueling platform far away from the forest array.
The mages turned it into hard green rock and drew an isolation circle around it.
They fought fast and with real guns.
The loser really can only walk around the church.
No one paid attention to the group of nobles, but some people started to play on the stage, and some even set up tables and chairs and sat down at the table.
Hill saw that Nang Feng was sitting on the throne, Cun Lu hugged his neck and sat on his lap.
Those who want to fight draw a lot before going on stage.
The other undead placed their bets in front of the lot.
The undead are really fierce when fighting, and those who have no feeling for death are the ones who attack in a bad way.
There have even been cases where the banker takes it all.
Hill felt like he couldn't turn his head around. What was the purpose of these undead?
The undead scene is very hot.
The pretty girls waved their scarves and cheered loudly for the opponents.
Hill saw that even the undead people doing tasks over there were beginning to be attracted.
Soon someone jumped on the stage eager to try and find someone to fight with.
These guys who are still in the knight stage are just like noobs pecking each other when they fight.
Unlike their predecessors, their style of play is more fun.
The people in that country don't care about other people's opinions, and they fight very enthusiastically even when the high-level undead people next to them are pointing their fingers.
And he placed a bet on Nanfeng's stall without any care.
Nang Feng was originally hesitant to interfere with the business affairs of these undead people from other countries, but Cun Lu didn't care and raised the lottery tube for them to draw their bets.
Those undead people don't actually have much money, after all, they just came here not long ago.
But because there are high-level undead, they don't use gold coins to make bets.
Therefore, most of the new undead are almost here. As long as the bet is won, the bet is gold coins, and what you get back is crystal. It is a hugely profitable business, and no one is willing to part with it.
It wasn't until Spencer rushed over, got angry with a straight face, and said that if they didn't complete the mission, they would have failed, that they slowly dispersed.
After spending a little money and watching the fun of the novices, the high-level undead slowly dispersed.
There were only a few girls who set up tables and chairs, put down the drinks, and sat on the side with a very cute smile, saying, waiting for those guys to come again, take a good look at the excitement, and see what these new guys are capable of.
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Merkel let out a low growl, and Hill thought he was snickering.
Hill knew what he was laughing at. The few girls who stayed behind were all the nobles whose eyes lingered the most.
Probably all men in the world have the same vision when appreciating beauty.
No matter how holy and beautiful she is, in the end she still has big breasts and big butt.
It would be even better if a layer of pure white gauze was covered on this body that arouses reverie.
Especially the girls below. They often lean on their heads and whisper in low voices. They laugh together from time to time. It makes people curious about what they are talking about.
Although Hill knew that they had to speak in a low voice for fear of revealing their secrets.
These people are also very famous among the undead.
After all, in order to tell everyone that they are not cross-dressing men, Hill has seen the video of them wearing low-cut short skirts, holding hands and singing toast songs with their real voices.
"Is that why it must be said that each of them has a lover?" Hill murmured.
Merkel, who was lying on her stomach, suddenly stood up: "Are these men?"
"Yes." Hill replied softly. "These nobles should be a little prepared, right? Aren't the undead known for their gender?"
"Who are you lying to? You are obviously obsessed with sex. There must be something wrong with the station." Merkel rolled her eyes in a rare move and made an assertion.
Alice lay on the bow of the boat and looked down curiously: "They are about to board!"
Nobles are still cautious, even if they want to show off their grace in front of beautiful women.
They still sent a few knights around them to the competition ring first.
Nang Feng and Cun Lu's stalls were not removed either. A well-liked nobleman sat in front and couldn't help but look at the ladies who were looking at them with smiles.
However, he still knew in his heart that these ladies, who were at worst heavenly knights, were not something he could flirt with casually. He could only look at the knights who fought so elegantly and beautifully with regret.
Then the nobles also stepped forward gracefully and placed bets.
Even if they know that the above-mentioned playing style is like acting, it doesn't matter whether they win or lose, they still show a very knowledgeable look in their analysis.
"What are they fighting for?" Merkel asked strangely, "How can an undead woman think that such a thing is powerful?"
"What's the use of a knight in front of the Sky Knight? Why don't you look good, maybe you can attract attention." Hill explained a few words.
He discovered early on that Merkel had good political acumen and good analysis of human nature, but she had never been able to understand human emotions between men and women.
Probably in his mind, these are all useless things, and they might as well be worth his attention as intrigues for profit.
After several rounds of knights, there were no problems, and the undead girls didn't find low-level battles boring at all. They watched intently, and the nobles began to take turns.
It was very late now, and many of the undead people who were transporting supplies had completed their tasks and started running over again.
They don't care about placing bets on the booths of high-level undead, and they don't care whether they belong to Salar nobles or not.
He just started muttering about the poverty of the nobles.
A bet of 1 or 2 gold coins is indeed too small in the eyes of them who have just made a lot of money from high-level undead.
After the beautiful high-level undead heard this, they casually threw a dozen crystal stones on the table and chose a more handsome noble to place their bets.
The nobleman sitting in the village frowned, took out two crystal stones from his pocket, and placed them on the opposite side.
"This is about making money from women!" Merkel said in surprise, "Sure enough, women are not as important as money!"