Mystery: Two or three things between me and Tianzun God

Chapter 512 Leodro has a lot of water (6.K) in
'School of Life?'

'I seem to have heard of this secret organization in the Tarot Club.'

"It turns out that their important member was captured by the Governor's Office, and that member, Roy Jin, was the teacher of the chubby pharmacist."

"I found the witch I was following from him, and I eventually tracked her down to the Governor's Mansion..."

"Isn't it a coincidence that I've come back here after going around so many times?!"

Audrey fell into deep thought, and at the same time was secretly on guard.

This "City of Generosity" rooted in the sea is so small that several forces schemed against each other, and in the end, all of them were mixed together.

The noble lady's vigilance did not interrupt Richoed's words. His tone remained unchanged and even contained a hint of sigh.

"I wanted to save Roy Jin later. According to his luck, his life will not be in danger in the short term."

"But fate told me that today was a great opportunity. As expected, I happened to catch up with the large-scale banquet organized in the Governor's Mansion.
Haha, now both the Witch of Despair and Amyrius Levitt will focus on the banquet, and their defense will inevitably be slack."

"That person came just in time. A quarter of an hour ago, I thought I had no chance and almost died..."

"Poor Roy King, he is so lucky today."

Hearing the old man's words, Audrey muttered in her heart:
'That being, does he mean Mr. Rowan?'

"You don't have to emphasize this so many times. I can tell you want to find out some information. It's just a pity that Mr. Ron just now was an impostor of Mr. World..."

"Also, do you guys decide to rescue your companions based on luck? This is too, uh, too magical..."

The girl struggled for a few seconds before finally finding the right adjective. She remained in the audience's state, without showing any abnormality on the outside, and even her breathing remained steady. Finally, she pursed her lips and asked tentatively in a strange tone:

"Do you know that person?"

When Richaud heard this, he immediately pulled up his blindfold and laughed as if he had expected this:
"In the Extraordinary World, it seems that there is no Extraordinary who is well-informed and doesn't know that person."

"After all, no one wants to be the next King of the Five Seas."

At this point, Richoide paused, as if realizing something, and then said in a puzzled tone:
"Hiss... little girl, I was able to seize this opportunity to sneak into the Governor's Mansion according to the guidance of fate, but how did you do it?"

I spent a lot of luck to find this opportunity, but others can sneak in easily. Isn't my luck wasted?

Is there really a genius with extremely good luck! ?

Thinking of this, the old man with snow-white hair suddenly revealed an expression of deep disgust.

"Are you two in the same group? Otherwise, it wouldn't be such a coincidence..."

However, before the old voice fell, Richaud denied his guess.

"No, if that person is the one who does things, he can just turn the Governor's Office upside down if he wants to do something. Why go to so much trouble?"

The whereabouts of that adult could not be predicted by fate alone.

I am just a demigod, not a Sequence One Mercury Serpent. How can I have the ability to predict matters related to gods?

Relying on good luck and feeling the destiny, at a high level, one can only be disturbed and obscured.

Because the gap between the two sides' levels is too huge!
The old voice stopped talking, and the old man with the eye mask looked thoughtfully at Audrey hidden under the black robe. For a moment, the scene seemed a little funny.

"..."

'So, if you know something is wrong, why do you keep saying so much?'

The analysis from the demigod was well-reasoned and made Audrey's scalp tingle slightly, but she couldn't help but want to complain.

She didn't expect that just a single encounter would reveal so many loopholes in the entire plan.

However, this demigod did not rely on rigorous logical reasoning, but more on the doubts he guessed from good luck.

This was a huge blow to the noble lady who was in charge of the project.

'Actually, I feel like my luck has always been pretty good. Good luck, good luck. Extraordinary abilities are related to luck. Which path did this Extraordinary take?'

"I remember that the Life School has two paths: "Pharmacist" and "Monster."

"The name 'Pharmacist' doesn't quite fit, so it's 'Monster'?"

She entered the audience state, her thoughts racing, and she analyzed the current situation from different angles in her mind.

Perhaps because she and Ron had gone out on an adventure earlier and had gained a lot of relevant experience, Audrey's green eyes suddenly sparkled.

'Why would he say this to me? A demigod is no novice in the mystical world.'

"In order to avoid any accidents, he shouldn't have called me over, let alone directly revealed that he was from the Life School."

'Isn't he afraid that I'm from the Governor's Office, or an enemy of the Life School?'

'If it were me, I would rather pretend to be a real blind person...'

'So, he was testing me?'

"This demigod of the School of Life could not confirm the authenticity of Mr. Ron, nor did he know whether we were enemies, so he took the risk to test us?"

"Well, if it's an enemy, a demigod will definitely run faster than me. If it's not an enemy, maybe I can get some help?"

"How cunning! You still say everything is just luck!"

If the occasion was not inconvenient, the noble lady would definitely fold her arms, puff up her cheeks, and act angry.

But in order to maintain her image, she merely frowned her beautiful eyebrows and revealed a bright smile under the black robe that only covered the upper half of her face.

"Sir, no matter what, the enemy of my enemy is my friend."

As soon as the sweet voice fell, Audrey Hall saw the demigod of the School of Life in front of her heaved a sigh of relief.

However, she did not stop, and continued to speak in a measured tone:

"Sir, you are here to rescue members of the organization, and I am here to rescue people as well. With that person's tacit consent, my companion has attracted the attention of all the Beyonders in the Governor's Mansion."

"This can't last long, I think we should hurry!"

The noble lady spoke in a hurried tone, as if the strange demigod she had met for less than three minutes was a collaborator she had known for a long time.

No matter who the audience is, once you cut it open, everything is black, even the elegant, beautiful, honest and intelligent noble lady is no exception.

With just two sentences, he brought both parties to the same position and tactfully expressed that he had someone behind him and that he himself had certain value to be utilized.

Facing a strange demigod, this was the best solution Audrey could think of in a short period of time.

"You're trying to pull me aboard, so what does it mean that "your companion" attracts the attention of a demigod?"

"It turns out it's a fake product. No wonder I happened to come across it here. But it's okay. If it was a genuine product, it would be a big problem."

"What does it mean to have the consent of that being? To change into that being's appearance, did I have permission!?"

The corner of Richoed's eye twitched beneath his eye mask, and then he was forced into a mechanical and calm analysis.

He thought for a while and understood the current situation more clearly. He did not reject the noble lady's invitation. Instead, he said with a smile in his unchanged tone:
"Then we might just be on the way. I know where the prison where the Governor's Office holds the wanted criminals is hidden. Maybe your target is also there."

'Audrey, you're awesome!'

Hearing this, Audrey waved her fist in her heart, seeming to be very satisfied with her ability to handle problems and adapt to changing circumstances. Her tone remained unchanged, she just raised the corners of her mouth and nodded slightly.

"No problem. Under that person's watchful eye, everything will go smoothly."

"But why do I feel like I've forgotten something?"

She pursed her lips slightly and quickly put the question behind her. The most important thing now was to quickly find evidence of the royal family's human trafficking and rescue the imprisoned slaves.

The magnificent hall reflects the bright morning sunshine. Even in the daytime, the crystal chandeliers overhead and the candlesticks shining with brass still emit heat and brilliance, making the gorgeous hall look like heaven.

Although the banquet at the Governor's Mansion was prepared extremely hastily, it was still held in an orderly manner.

After all, various balls, dinners, and afternoon teas are already standard features of the upper class in the Kingdom of Loen.

As the governor's office of the kingdom's overseas colonies, it is natural that wine, tobacco, chefs, service staff, and various ingredients must always be available.

Fortunately, there were only a few people attending this banquet. Only the extraordinary people in the Governor's Mansion came to enhance the atmosphere, so there was no need to consider the needs of these people.

As they toasted each other, Klein had a bitter look on his face, but he still had to control his facial muscles to put on a smile as he drank a glass of strong distilled liquor with a very high alcohol content.

At this moment, he was almost in a trance.

This wine is spicy and hot, it's for human consumption! ?

But Klein's troubles go far beyond drinking strong distilled liquor.

Before the banquet began, Amyrius Levitt used the excuse of being busy with official duties to go to the side and whisper with the naval officers about something. He also raised his glass from time to time to show that he valued his guest.

Before he left, the kingdom's admiral with thick eyebrows and big eyes actually found a lady to accompany him.

"Sir, you can call me Octavia. Would you like another drink?" A lady in a black dress leaned against Klein's side. Her dress was warm and bold, revealing a large area of ​​skin and delicate collarbone on her back, along with one-third of a half circle, to Klein's eyes.

Her voice gave people a sense of ethereal holiness, her face was gentle and her expression was half-smile, giving people an irresistible temptation. Her dark eyes were like a deep forest, flashing a deep and silent light. Her blonde hair cascaded over her shoulders like a waterfall, emitting a faint fragrance from time to time, which penetrated into the numb Klein's nose.

There was no need to use his brain to think. The experienced Klein knew exactly what was around him.

Ten percent it's a witch!

According to his rich experience, the appearance and temperament of the witch in front of him showed that her sequence was not low, and the aura she exuded was even higher than that of "Lieutenant General of Disease", which undoubtedly indicated something tragic.
Demi god!

"Why can't you get along with the witch?"

"Besides, I have to act under the watchful eyes of two demigods, which doubles the difficulty."

Klein was scratching his head in his heart, looking extremely anxious.

Thinking back on Mr. Fool’s bumpy journey, he could not count the number of times he had dealt with witches with his ten fingers.

Ever since Madam Sharon of Tingen wanted to learn history from him, Klein seemed to have some special physique, always able to attract these extraordinary people who are rarely seen in normal times.

'Fuck, this damn "Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun", I won't be caught and slept with by the original witch in the end, right?'

In Klein's opinion, the reason why this "romantic luck" is so prevalent must be inseparable from the influence of the old god. After all, Ron said that their destinies overlap.

At this moment, although he was panicking, the "Faceless Man" looked as calm as an old dog. He leaned back leisurely, showing a very disdainful attitude and said:

"There is actually a witch in the Governor's Mansion. It seems that your extraordinary path is very popular."

Octavia was stunned. She didn't expect that this great being could see through her identity at a glance. The half-smile on her face suddenly froze, and then she looked frightened and asked in a low voice:
"Are you interested in me too?"

As she spoke, her unique feminine charm quietly blossomed, almost causing Klein to lose control and want to embrace this witch in his arms.

But who is Klein Moretti? He is an experienced person who has walked through a myriad of flowers without getting hurt.

He just shook his handsome head and said with clear golden eyes:
"Actually, I'm very interested in your old photos."

It must be said that Mr. Fool’s ridicule was powerful enough to instantly turn the demigod-level witch’s face pale and she clenched her hands between her legs into fists.

"Sir, your joke is not funny"

Octavia took a deep breath and adjusted her state in an instant. The expression on her face was very resentful, and the witch's charm ability was fully released. She seemed to care a lot about Klein's ridicule just now.

The plump body without any fat leaned to the side, half of which was pressed on the blond boy. The soft and warm touch came over him. Through the bold dress, Klein could even clearly see two red buttons.

This was not the end yet. Seeing that the boy in front of her did not put up any resistance, and even the strength he used to push her body was not as strong as that of a "Sequence Five", Octavia immediately understood.

"It seems that the information Amyrius gave me was not false. It turns out that he really likes desserts, drinks and beautiful women."

"You actually like this kind of half-hearted tone. You really know how to play. Since there is no chance to win over the royal family, it would be good to win over the sect as well."

As a witch, Octavia doesn't think any natural woman can surpass her in charm, appearance and skills.

And when she saw the information given by Amyrius, she did not choose to hide it, but chose to seduce him openly.

Their witch sect lacks everything except charming women.

If a neutral god can be won over in this way, it would be a huge profit!

Not to mention that her status in the sect will surely rise after she succeeds, just the mere fact that she has been with the "God of Time and Space" will definitely bring her certain benefits as a demigod.

So she hugged the boy's arm more boldly, wrapped his arm with her half ball, and sandwiched his white, jade-like palm with her slender and elastic legs.

In a place where no one could see, the drizzle moistened the dry palms, and the eyes of this "Witch of Despair" were soon filled with mist-like water vapor.

Even though he had entered a meditative state, Klein still swallowed his saliva helplessly, and even had some thoughts of "dying under the peony flowers, and being a ghost is also romantic."

Although Mr. Fool is single, he is still a man after all, and he showed restraint by not jumping on her right away.

"Come on, is there anyone who can help me?"

He was complaining rapidly in his mind, trying to divert his attention in this way and escape from the temptation of the witch.

"If I continue like this, let alone holding back the two demigods, once I'm pinned down on the bed by the witch, my identity will be exposed. I won't be able to break free without using my extraordinary powers, but once I use my extraordinary powers, I'll definitely be exposed."

Gan! ! !
"Klein, you have to stay calm. You have to buy enough time and think carefully about what the little brat would do in this situation. Would he go up and slap the witch in the face?"

"No, that may be arrogant, but it's not suitable for me. With my strength, even if I slapped a demigod ten times, I'm afraid there wouldn't even be a red mark."

"Are you going to make some dirty jokes?"

'No, that would be like adding fuel to the fire.'

"I must find some topics to deal with. My current identity is a great being, so the topics I find must be ambiguous and make people unable to figure out my thoughts. Only in this way can I show the unfathomable depth of the gods."

Klein Moretti's thoughts raced. As a cunning fortune teller, he immediately thought of a good idea. He half-narrowed his golden eyes, revealing an extremely enjoyable look, and muttered with a double meaning:

"Huh, the water on you is very deep."

Hearing this, the witch, who was originally a little nervous, immediately showed a smile that only experienced drivers can understand, and felt relieved.

"Hate it, sir, you really know how to joke. You can see for yourself whether the water is deep or not~"

Hearing this, even though Klein was prepared, he still couldn't help but curl his lips. He immediately took over the conversation and looked at the witch who was breathing seductively in his ear with golden eyes without any desire or impurities.

"Really? Compared to water, I still think the sailors from the Storm Church have more water."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt the legs that were holding his hands suddenly exert force, as if they were startled.

'What does He mean? Why does He mention the Storm Church at this juncture?'

'The actions of the gods are all full of hidden meanings. It seems that He is hinting something to me.'

The Desperate Witch's heart skipped a beat, and she secretly looked at the extremely handsome young man with a guilty conscience. However, when she saw the playful, teasing, and yet majestic gaze of this god, she suddenly lowered her head and dared not look at him any longer.

"He knows everything!? Is it true that, as Amyrius said, He stands with the true God!?"

Instantly, Octavia's face turned pale with fright, and she could only stammer and whisper in defense:

"Sir, are you dissatisfied with our behavior?"

"We have never captured even a single slave from your country."

When Klein saw the witch's performance, the desire that had been seduced in his heart suddenly disappeared, and he said in an inexplicably vague tone:

"Humph, you know whether you have been caught or not."

"I dare not deceive Your Majesty!"

This reply, as gentle as the spring breeze and drizzle, was like an unknown abyss. The attitude of the counterfeit god was even more unpredictable at this time. Even as a demigod, Octavia still felt tremendous pressure in this situation.

It was as if outside the real world, there were terrifying gazes watching over and over.

"The effect is so good? Did I underestimate the status of the gods?"

Klein was quite surprised. He had returned to his old job of deceiving people, but he didn't expect that just one sentence could scare a demigod-level witch like this.

'It seems that I am quite talented. I can't put more pressure on her, otherwise it may backfire. Since she is so honest, can I get more important information from her?'

The thoughts flashed through his mind, and Mr. Fool did what he said. He chuckled and made up a lie in a nonchalant tone:

"I know what you're thinking. Don't play tricks on me. Why do you think I've gone to so much trouble to come here, and why I've got to have a good reason?"

'In fact, I don't know why. I just know that saying this will make people think that I have some hidden agenda.'

Although Klein said it lightly, this light sentence was like a huge mountain pressing on Octavia's heart. She hugged the boy's arm tightly, and her teeth were almost broken.

'Yes, why?'

"If you really want to come here to punish me, why bother coming here in person? You can just send your angels to solve all the problems."

'Is there an unnoticeable conflict between him and the Seven Gods, so he is not completely on their side?'

Just as the Witch of Despair had just figured out a series of plans by the gods, she heard the tall figure say leisurely again:
"With your intelligence, I believe you can understand what I mean. I have some questions for you now."

"Do you know the specific plan of the Loen royal family for transporting slaves, and what most of the routes are?"

"I don't like them. They have been on the throne for too long. I think they should be replaced by someone more obedient."

"What do you think?"

"."

Octavia was silent for a while, wishing she could cover her ears so as not to listen to this plan from the gods.

She had never imagined that this god would be so magnanimous. Just because he disliked the Loen royal family, he was willing to overthrow the monarchy of a country with a wave of his hand.

"After hearing this, I won't be silenced, right?!"

(End of this chapter)