The Barrage Said, I Am the Final Villain In the Game Chapter 214

  Chapter 214 She got caught

  Lin En looked at Yvette's movements and sighed with his hands on his forehead.

   "I don't need your tail hair now."

  Because of her own characteristics, Yvette has the ability to seduce people's desires in every part of her body, even a hair.

  Yesterday he plucked one out so that Alyssa could get closer to Corinna, but now, what he wants from Yvette is something he can use himself.

  If she uses her cat hook to arouse the desire in her heart, the seed of desire may explode.

  He didn't want to dig his own grave.

"Eh?"

  Yvette had a trace of regret in her eyes.

   Isn't it? In vain, I deliberately showed my acting skills that I have honed for many hours

   Tail hair is not a precious thing after all, she is very happy to exchange it for dried fish.

   Unfortunately, unfortunately.

"What did you say?"

   "No, it's nothing." Yvette covered her mouth, her voice leaking from the cat's claws, "Then what do you want?"

   "What do you want." Lin En rubbed his chin and said with a smile, "It depends on what you can come up with."

   After thinking about it, Yvette said, "Blessing, how about it?"

  Blessing is a reward that gods often give to humans, so this was the first thing she thought of.

but

   "What is your blessing?" Lin En's eyes were full of doubts.

  With Yvette's current strength, wanting to give him a powerful blessing is basically a dream.

   And the blessing of the weak is not necessary, maybe because of the homogeneity of power, it will collude with the seed of desire and do evil in his body.

  In this case, it is better not to.

  Yvette was a little embarrassed by Lynn's gaze.

   She cried out, "It's dexterity! Blessing of dexterity!"

   "Delicate?"

   "Yes!" Yvette said seriously, "Back then, my soldiers were known for their dexterity."

   "Is it because you can't beat it, so you want to hurry up when you escape?"

".Shut up!"

  Yvette gritted her teeth and said angrily, "In short, it's dexterity, do you want it?"

  Lin En thought for a while, and felt that the improvement of agility was a good help, so he nodded.

"come over."

  Yvette put her paws on the forehead of Lynn who was attached to her, and whispered a spell that Lynn couldn't understand.

  As the spell was passed on, the same lavender glow suddenly bloomed on the two of them, and the glows were entangled and connected with each other, gradually forming a strange communication.

   "Pt"

  Yvette put down her paws, lay down on the bed, and collapsed.

   "Okay." She said weakly.

"thanks."

  Lin En said thank you without any real emotion, and then subconsciously waved his arms.

   I have to say that this blessing seems to be really useful, and its most notable feature is that it makes Lynn feel much lighter.

  He tried to jump up, and without any special body augmentation, he easily touched the ceiling about three meters above the ground.

  In the past, this could only be done with the blessing of the Scarlet Armor.

   "Thank you." Lynn's thanks were much more sincere this time.

  Yvette curled her lips and stretched out her paws.

  Lin En simply handed over the bag to her, and immediately continued to think about his lighter body.

  After a short test, he found that in addition to his body becoming lighter, his dynamic vision and reaction have also been greatly enhanced. From this point of view, Yvette's blessing is indeed quite useful.

only

The blessing given to him by the blood **** before was a sword skill, which also had some power elements attached to it, and the blessing given to him by Yvette was dexterity. These two seem to be incompatible with his chosen profession. A dime fit.

   "Tomorrow, I may still have to use a sword. The lady knows that I will use a sword. To be on the safe side, I may still need to wear a little camouflage."

  Perhaps this is a bit over-considered, because it is difficult for ordinary people to expect to see their former "classmates" thousands of miles away, but in order to be sure, Lynn decided to put on a little bit of pretense.

  He didn't want to lose everything because of a small detail.

   After thinking for a while, Lynn walked out of the room and knocked on the door of No. 6's room.

   "This is, your friend?"

  The next day at the manor, Mira looked curiously at the young man next to Alyssa.

The young man's height is not considered tall among men. According to her visual inspection, he may be barely taller than 1.7 meters, and his body shape is far from tall and mighty, but he is good-looking, with deep black eyes There is a strange sense of wisdom and mystery in the eyes, and overall, it looks gentle and slightly bookish.

  This kind of image is actually in line with Mira's imagination of a "creator" who is obsessed with grinding books all day long.

   "Hello, Miss." The young man held Mila's protruding fingers and said with a chuckle, "My name is Hog Hodsous, and I am a traveler from afar."

   "Well, it's a very unique self-introduction." Mira looked at his left hand curiously, "Why are you wearing a glove?"

   "This." Lynn raised his white-gloved hand, "My left hand suffered some minor injuries, so...well, it's not decent."

   "Ah, sorry." Mira apologized for the offense.

  Lin En smiled indifferently, and casually glanced at the girl beside Mira.

   "Hello, sir." Corinna bowed slightly, "My name is Corinna Christine."

Lin En returned the gift and said with a smile: "Alyssa told me that you are a very gentle and excellent woman, and you have your own thoughts on some entertaining stories. As a way to bring it to this world Writer, I extend my sincerest thanks to you.”

   "Thank you, love the stories."

   "This, this is what I should do as an audience." Corinna's cheeks were dyed with a little cherry blossom color.

She has heard a lot of words of praise, and she used to think that she would no longer have emotional fluctuations because of the general praise, but every word of this young man in front of him seemed like a warm breeze, passing through the cracks , Get into her heart and step on two feet.

  The strong emotions contained in it made it difficult for her to maintain her inner peace.

   "Hoo—"

  Suddenly, a wind hit, blowing the corners of the girl's slightly curved lips.

  Korinna suddenly realized that her current expression management was a little out of control, she hurriedly came back to her senses, stroked her broken hair a little, used movements to relieve her embarrassment, and complained to herself in her heart.

  People are just saying a few polite words, why do you seem to be under magic?

   What a shame!

   Fortunately, after saying hello, Mira started a conversation with that Mr. Hogg, so that no one noticed her expression.

   Heaved a sigh of relief, Corinna listened to their discussion with peace of mind.

   "Sir, Miss Alyssa should have told you about the subject matter, right?"

   "Yes, you do have a point, so let's change the story."

   "Oh? How wonderful is that?"

   "Well, considering the age of your children, we have brought a story about heroes"

   "Hero? Well, that might be a good choice."

Compared with ordinary children who are tired of listening to hero legends, children from aristocratic families rarely have their own free time. Most of their daily time is filled with full schoolwork, even if it is exclusive Recreational activities also exist to exercise a certain skill.

  So, for the children of the Traore family, the legend of heroes is more or less unfamiliar to them.

  Mila thinks this is really not bad, but she has to take care of one more thing.

   "Can you tell me, who is the hero of your story?" Her expression was a little serious.

   Not all heroes are worthy of praise.

  Especially, for natural "villains" like them.

  For Mira's seriousness, Lynn only smiled: "Don't worry, there is nothing in my story that offends taboos."

   "That hero is a hero that does not exist in this world, and his prestige is welcomed by all classes—whether it is nobles, commoners, or priests."

   "Oh?" Mira felt that the other party was worthy of being a storyteller, and she successfully mobilized her curiosity with just a few words.

  But she didn't continue to ask any further questions, and just smiled briefly.

   "In this case, I can only choose to believe you, but." There is a deep meaning in her smile, "I hope your story can satisfy everyone."

  Lin En ignored the hidden threats in the other party's words, and said with a chuckle, "It must be."

  Mira stared at him for a long time, finally shook her head, said nothing more: "Okay, let's discuss other details later."

  She looked at Corinna, her smile became more gentle: "Korinna, you have an appointment with the young master, so go first, and I won't bother you."

   "He should be practicing swordsmanship now, and it will end soon. You can rest for a while and recharge your batteries."

   Corinna nodded, and obediently agreed.

   "Then, I wish you a fruitful harvest."

  Mira waved her hand and left the place of conversation.

   Now, there are only three of them left here.

   Then, the scene fell into an unexpected silence.

  Korinna looked at the young man who was leisurely looking at the distant skyline, a hint of puzzlement flashed in her eyes.

  What she doesn't understand is why he doesn't talk to herself.

   Just now, I even praised myself as an excellent audience. In the current atmosphere, shouldn't this topic be brought up again to draw the relationship between each other?

  Looking for topics and easing the atmosphere, this should be a rule of interpersonal communication that ordinary people understand without taking etiquette classes, right?

  Originally, Corinna had already thought about how she should follow the other party's various questions and direct them to her own curiosity, but in the end, if she didn't say a word, she really couldn't fix it.

  She thought, could it be because of their status that they dare not communicate with her?

  It is possible.

   After all, in most people's perception, nobles are very powerful existences, the kind who kill people without blinking an eye. If they accidentally anger them, they will not have good juice.

   But the girl thought about it again, and it didn't feel right.

  The scene of "Mr. Hodsous" communicating with Miss Mira just now still echoed in her mind. Facing the vague threat, he didn't have any fluctuations in expression, as if he had never seen the world.

   Corinna was very puzzled, but she couldn't figure out why.

   Do you want her to speak first?

   This is not impossible, Corinna has no resistance to letting go of the arrogance brought about by her status, but the question is, what kind of topic should she use to start the conversation?

  Talk about stories, fine, but Corinna doesn't know why, she's always a little embarrassed.

  Obviously in her own feeling, what she holds is a mentality of seeking knowledge about the content of the story, but for some reason, she can't open her mouth when she reaches her mouth.

   This made it a little difficult for her.

  The other party seemed to be content in the silent atmosphere, but the etiquette engraved in her blood tortured her all the time.

  “Why don't you treat your guests well? Why leave your guests speechless?”

   Taking a deep breath, Corinna turned to look at Alyssa.

   She decides to use Alyssa to break the silence.

   "Miss Alyssa." She asked softly, "Did you rest well yesterday?"

   "Not bad." Alyssa replied softly, but the answer was very short, and her voice was not as generous as yesterday, and was a little too reserved.

   Corinna searched for a few more topics, and the result she got was almost the same as the first question.

   This made her feel a little difficult.

   She couldn't slap her hand, and no one would cooperate with her, so she couldn't sing a cheerful one-man show.

  However, even though there was no good start, Corinna could tell that the problem still lies with "Mr. Hodesos".

  In the relationship between the two people on the opposite side, "Mr. Hodsos" obviously has a dominant position. If he doesn't speak, Alyssa will never dare to say more, just like a little maid who is serving her master.

   Do you really want to talk to him directly?

  Is this going to be bad?

  A delicious blush flashed across the girl's face, which represented the meaning, and even she herself didn't know it.

   When the girl was lost in thought, Alyssa's eyes flickered frantically.

   "Young master, why don't you talk? I'm so embarrassed that I'm about to buckle out of the sea view room!"

  Compared to Alyssa's slightly anxious, Lynn blinked naturally.

  「When you are in a hurry to eat something that burns your mouth, wait for the temperature to drop to the right level before tasting it. This is the time when the flavor is the best.」

  「The taste is the best. When is that?」

   "Well, it's almost there, let's do it now."

   "Miss Christine."

  The slight call made Corinna raise her head.

  She subconsciously looked at Alyssa, and found that she was staring at her legs as if wondering whether her life was correct, so she obviously didn't shout out this sentence.

  Since this is the case, only the third party besides herself and Alyssa will speak out.

   "Well, um." She hid her inexplicable joy with a smile, responded softly, and asked a question in passing, trying to continue the topic, "What's wrong."

"No." Lynn smiled and said, "I was just thinking about how to tell you the story about the "Knights of the Round Table" in a relatively brief but fully understandable language—are you interested in this? ? "

"Ok"

   Corinna moistened her lips with water, and nodded lightly, like a fleeting glimpse.

   "That's good." Lynn joked, "If you don't like me, I'll just throw it to Alyssa."

   "Huh?!" Alyssa's eyes widened.

asshole! Am I a trash can! Throw it to me if you don't like it!

  Korinna looked at Alyssa's astonished expression, her brows and eyes crooked with a smile.

  She suppressed a smile and said: "How come, I should, I will like you."

  The words froze suddenly, and the delicate earlobes of the girl were completely soaked in soft and delicious pink at a speed visible to the naked eye. The shy sweetness that bloomed at that moment was far better than the sum of all the cherry blossoms in full bloom in April.

  The cunning story The magician used his best language skills to weave a beautiful trap covered with gorgeous flowers. She didn't notice it and fell into the trap.

  (end of this chapter)

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