You Call This the Black Man Behind the Scenes? Chapter 100

The behavior in the carriage has continued.

"Meren"'s chubby hand squeezed this one and then the other, and the strength was sometimes soothing and sometimes hard.

Not only pinching the soles of his feet, but "he" would also be very skilled in rubbing his ten rounded toes and bare feet.

Occasionally, the range of grasping and pinching will spread to the calf, the body blends, and the touch is warm and greasy.

As the object of service, the nun was really wearing a black and white nun's robe at the moment.

Now, she is slouching lazily on the carriage seat, her long blond hair is wrapped in a white turban, with a bright red cross pendant on her chest, swaying as the carriage moves forward.

"Are you a little nervous?"

She closed her eyes and enjoyed the fat girl's service, and the nun's hoarse voice was slightly dissatisfied.

"Why are you sweating so much? It's sticking to the lake, and I feel all over my feet."

"Yes, sorry."

"Meren" squatting at the nun's feet hurriedly apologized, "I'm just, I'm just a little worried about my family..."

"Are you afraid they will be killed by Yin Sabella?"

"Yes…"

"I'd be surprised if she did."

As she said with her eyes closed, a smile appeared on the corner of the nun's mouth.

"Unfortunately, Yin Sabella is much softer than you think."

These words obviously have a strong soothing effect. Although "Meren" didn't say anything when he heard the words, he squeezed harder.

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But after a while, "he" suddenly asked curiously.

"Why didn't she come for us? Instead, let us leave Graham?"

"Her apprentice, it's impossible not to tell her things?"

"If we are caught, where will she go to find her precious daughter?"

The nun responded slowly.

"That idiot thought that her daughter would always be her daughter, but she didn't know that in a few days, that lovely girl would turn into a murderous and bloodthirsty demon."

This sentence is plain and dandan, but it contains absolute confidence.

The strength of "Meren"'s hand became lighter unconsciously, and the movements of his fingers also slowed down, as if he had thought of something because of this.

"What? Remember your friendship with that girl?"

The toes smeared in coquettish black twisted a few times in "Meron"'s palm to express dissatisfaction.

"Aren't you jealous of her?"

"I just thought of Garcia..."

Being scratched by the toes, the fat hand resumed the kneading rhythm, and the anxious voice whispered: "You said him, does he really like me?"

"I originally thought that he, like everyone else, wanted to come and play with me, but before, I was in his diary before..."

They seemed to be just chatting some trivial nonsense.

During this period, through Miss Fatty's senses, Mellon was forced to experience this kind of "technician" job he had never done before.

This is actually not very pleasant, because the body will be very sore if the kneeling posture is kept for a long time.

At the same time, he kept holding a pair of feet in his hands, and the sweat stains on both sides of the skin rubbed together with the invisible stains on the feet, forming a very special smell, faintly audible.

It can't be said to be smelly, but it has nothing to do with the fragrance.

Mellen hated it.

Unfortunately, in this mildly possessed state, he can only feel everything the other party feels, but cannot control the other party's words and deeds.

At the same time, Meren was puzzled.

Because he didn't remember that he had changed the fate of the currently possessed fat lady named Winnie Kate.

Why is there a thread corresponding to this person on him?

"Could it be that I actually changed her fate before, but I ignored it?"

Melon was secretly suspicious, feeling that the possibility was very high.

After all, he had never paid attention to the fat lady he used to pimp the magician before.

It never occurred to me that this seemingly ordinary girl would be one of the main drivers of his current encounter.

Normally, this is actually quite dangerous.

Because if it wasn't for Goldfinger's warning one month in advance, it would be very difficult for him to escape the death catastrophe, and it is even more impossible for him to be in this leisurely state.

This made Merron secretly make up his mind that he must use those threads for peeping in the future to prevent similar incidents from happening again.

After all, if he had spied on this person before, wouldn't he be able to discover this conspiracy in advance, and then directly avoid the fate of being pitted?

"But it's not really a bad thing. If it wasn't for her, I wouldn't have had that chance yet."

"Whether this can be done or not depends on the person in front of me..."

Thinking of this, Mellon turned his attention back to the lazy blonde nun at hand.

Whether it was Xiao Jiujiu that he played secretly, or whether he could leave that weird space next, it was obviously inseparable from the "help" of this big white tiger.

And now, with such a wonderful opportunity to peep, Mellen thought, maybe he can get some useful information from the other party?

Like, her next action plan?

After all, this situation seems to be no different from him suddenly becoming an enemy confidant.

I really want to eavesdrop on some vital clues, obviously it is not an unpredictable thing...

So with this kind of expectation, Melon "pinched" more energetically.

However, in the next half hour or so, apart from changing from pinching feet to massaging, he did not gain anything useful at all!

The conversations between the two sides were basically trivial matters.

They always mentioned Yin Sabella, the name of Mrs. Chelsea.

However, every time it was mentioned, this blond nun, who looked similar to Mrs. Chelsea, was sneering and mocking.

Sometimes she is too confident, sometimes she is too soft-hearted, sometimes she is cold-blooded, sometimes she is indecisive...

"She's a stupid woman."

The nun who was lying on the carriage bench said without raising her head:

"Knowing that her daughter's physique is very special, she still tried to use a secret technique to transfer the evil nature of this bloodline into her own body. As a result, 100% of the whole body's strength could not be used for half."

"A few days ago, in order to protect her apprentice, she even used that kind of self-harming method, and she couldn't suppress the evil nature in her body."

"what do you mean,"

The massager asked curiously, "Is she about to die?"

"It's not that she's not that stupid yet."

The nun snorted and said, "But she doesn't dare to leave Chelsea Manor now. So she can only send some things that can't be seen on the stage to follow us."

"But, didn't you say before that there are more than that wave of people following us?"

"Oh, there are several truth believers, the leader is Guderian... I don't know what benefit he was promised by Yin Sabella, but he came to oppose us."

Saying so, she snorted softly.

"But it doesn't matter, the tenth of next month is the time when their ceremony will officially start. Guderian can't miss this ceremony in order to follow us."

"Is that the ceremony that is said to be related to Child of Destiny?"

"Otherwise which one could it be?"

"Will this be true?"

The fat lady was obviously curious about it.

"It seems that everyone thinks that Child of Destiny is a fake, and it was made up to fool people. The Minister of Magic a while ago also published a newspaper to reprimand the group of lunatic for their whimsical ideas."

"There are many stupid people in the world, and the Minister of Magic is no exception."

The nun sneered, "Why do you think I care about those half-blood wizards?"

"It's not because she's coming."

Chapter end

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