The Heartthrob Guide: Dodder of S-Class Sentinels

Chapter 152 Humiliation
Tina didn't respond.

Huo Sen has always had a bad reputation among the guides. When he was in the military, no one was willing to join his team.

It’s not that he has poor abilities, nor that he’s treated badly there, but that the man doesn’t treat the guide as a normal person at all!

Except for her who stayed with the army longer, no one else had ever stayed under his command for a full week.

The Central Logistics Management Department also has the largest backlog of letters of complaint regarding the exploitation of guides in Huosen.

But he happened to be in charge of the largest combat department of the Army, and his military record was unmatched. Even the president did not dare to easily point fingers at him.

Her relationship with Huo Sen is complicated.

If she could be called a "comrade," she had only worked under him for half a year;

If he wanted to be her "friend with sex", he wouldn't let her pick him up;

Then in the end, only "friends" were left, but Tina was annoyed to death by him.

Among all the active S-level guides, the other party may also think that she is the only one who can be of some use, so every few days, no matter when and where, she will be grabbed by a communication and used as a soldier.

Thinking of this, Tina couldn't help but roll her eyes.

"It seems that you are really not in the mood today. I was originally thinking of practicing dual cultivation with you..." Seeing her like this, her companion also lost interest. He took the hand of a sentry he liked, stood up and left.

Tina glanced at the sentry who was taken away and sneered coldly.

A few minutes ago, he was kneeling on the ground like a dog, trying to please me...

What a useless waste!

In this world, the relationship between sentinels and guides has become a pure "exchange of needs" since some time ago.

The guides have been elevated to an incomparable high position. They are so spoiled that they are unwilling to go down to the polluted areas and instead frequently attend these cocktail parties to get to know more upper-class people.

Because they are precious, they have been raised in the academy since childhood, growing up with the rich resources provided by the country, and should also bear corresponding responsibilities.

But—rather than the hassle of providing spiritual counseling to various sentinels, they prefer to become vases in the hands of the powerful and live an extremely rich life with ease...

Tina lost interest in the scene before her.

She stood up and was about to leave when she suddenly saw a blue figure in the corner.

She remembered this young man, the jellyfish spirit sentry assigned to the girl for the make-up exam. She remembered he was from Chris's family—

Thinking of this, Tina seemed to have discovered something funny and suddenly laughed out loud.

She gathered the slightly messy hair by her ears and walked towards him with a charming manner.
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"My Lord Ireland, I swear to be forever loyal to you."

Under the moonlight, the tall and handsome sentry stood in front of the girl. The straight outline of his military uniform was like a sword drawn from its sheath in the night, but he lowered his head to the girl in front of him in the most pious manner.

Suotu was a young man chosen by Duke Ned from the younger generation, a man who stood out in both family background and ability. He graduated two years ahead of Ireland and was now a squad leader in the Air Combat Division of Contaminated Zone 3.

The Meihe family, to which Sotu belongs, is an old aristocratic family that has stood at the center of power for many years. Their head, Duke Meihe, serves as the Minister of Military Affairs and is the highest-ranking person today.

As the only descendant of Duke Mehe to reach S-level spiritual power, Suotu was naturally the focus of the family's training and held high hopes. Duke Ned's original plan was to simultaneously establish connections with the three great families of Chris, Tahir, and Mehe, but after failing to establish connections with the first two, he was left clinging to this last hope.

By the time of his generation, the Duke of Ned's Mansion had basically declined. He only had the title but no important responsibilities. If his daughter had not differentiated and become a senior guide, they would probably have been marginal figures in the center of power by now.

So - what's the point of climbing higher with all your might?

In the end, you still have to beg him with a flattering face.

Duke Ned stood on the observation deck on the second floor, looking at the young men and women dating in the garden, and couldn't help thinking proudly.

Ireland sat in the wicker chair in the garden with a lack of interest, and could not muster the slightest interest in the man's confession.

But she didn't leave capriciously. Instead, she listened politely, trying to find some good qualities in him that could impress her. But half an hour had passed, and the man was still talking non-stop about his family background and status.

Very boring——

Ireland yawned secretly, her mind began to wander, and for some reason, she suddenly thought of the honest big bear.

That sentry was the one she had marked with the lowest mental level and the most mediocre family background. In the past, he wouldn't even be qualified to be her bodyguard.

But he is the one who can tolerate her bad temper the most.

As a noble and the future Crown Princess chosen by the Queen, Ireland has too many rules to abide by in front of the public. She is obviously an extremely spoiled and impatient person, but her father forces her to carry out some civilian comfort activities in order to so-called "win the hearts of the people."

Every time those dirty, rough hands of the untouchables touched her carefully maintained skin, Ireland felt as if countless ants were gnawing at her nerves.

After coming back, she would vent all her bad emotions on him. She didn't know what that guy was made of. No matter how angry she was at him, he would accept it all in silence, and after she calmed down, he would silently hand her a cup of hot tea.

She seemed to be addicted to bullying and exploiting him. The side effects of the energy item in the league were still tormenting him, and his mental picture would often riot.

As his guide, she not only failed to soothe him, but often took pleasure in adjusting his sensitivity when he was in a rage.

Every time she saw him lying at her feet in extreme pain, unable to find relief, a twisted pleasure would surge in her heart.

"Please..." Once he couldn't bear it anymore and grabbed the hem of her skirt tremblingly.

Ireland chuckled and lifted his chin with the tip of her shoe. "You can't stand it?" She deliberately released a trace of her mental power, delving into his image, and just as he was eager to accept it, she withdrew in an instant. "If at the banquet tomorrow, in front of everyone, you hold a plate of champagne on your head, I will consider giving you a counseling session..."

……

It was just a joke she made on the spur of the moment because she was really bored, but the stupid bear actually believed it.

As she expected, she was thrown out by her father...

The guide selects the sentinel, and the sentinel selects the guide.

Because once you are marked by the other party, from then on, you can only be the property of this guide.

If his pollution value overflows and is not channeled for a long time, his spiritual vision will slowly wither and eventually die.

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