Sir, this is not how bad women are used.

Chu Yan didn't take this doubt seriously at all, and forgot about it until he finished taking a bath.

After simply putting on his clothes, Chu Yan let his wet hair hang down naturally, waiting for it to dry.

Back in the corridor, Chu Yan's sight unexpectedly caught a glimpse of a figure.

"What is she doing there, Executioner?"

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At the end of the corridor on the lord floor is a small open-air balcony.

In a small space of less than three square meters, there is a set of aged tables and chairs, from which you can directly overlook the ocean in the distance.

In the sometimes strong and sometimes soft sea breeze, feel the desolation and loneliness brought by the sea of ​​​​emptiness.

The executioner stood here, holding a cup of warm tea in his hand, facing the distance.

When she is relaxed, she stands straight, with her slender legs in high-heeled boots, exuding a capable and sassy temperament. Her sharp heels and toes are like weapons that can attack disrespectful people at any time.

It reminds people of a python that is still and motionless but with its fangs exposed.

Suddenly, she heard footsteps behind her and turned to look.

The dim light from the corridor wall lamps fell on the executioner. The eyes of the dragon-head mask reflected a captivating scarlet light, and the bright red lips were like a rose on a thorn, dangerous and charming.

"Little guy, why don't you go to rest? You have to get up early and travel tomorrow."

The executioner looked at the big boy in front of him. His shoulder-length black hair reflected the water light, and his feminine face turned to a gentle side at this moment, like a pretty and tall girl, so docile and harmless.

Who could have imagined that he was the one who turned Paradise City upside down?

"I just finished taking a shower and was about to go to bed. I happened to see the executioner here, so I came over to say hello. Are you thinking about something?"

"No, I just found a terrace here, and I wanted to take a look at the scenery before going to sleep. I don't come to places like this often, and I don't have many opportunities to come here."

If there hadn't been a dragonborn conducting a family trial here, she would never have come here to take a look.

Usually, those who go to the border of the Dead Sea include the disciplined teams escorting the forbidden people and traveling merchants, and the rest may be people with impure motives.

Seeing that Chu Yan didn't seem to be here just to say hello and had something to say, she took the initiative to ask:

"You have something you want to tell me?"

"Yes."

Chu Yan naturally wanted to ask about the church, but he didn't know how to start. The information involved could be big or small.

If you ask carelessly, you will expose the situation of the nun downstairs.

In the eyes of most people, the executioner might be willing to have a humorous chat when she is in a good mood, but when it comes to some issues, she can become cruel and indifferent.

Just like the word “executioner” in her title.

But thinking about the intimacy they had in the bathhouse last time, Chu Yan was struggling over whether he should take the initiative to get close to her, hug her, or something like that...

Maybe her attitude today was more distant than last time simply because she was doing acceptance work during the day and was therefore more formal?

The executioner had taken the initiative to wash her hair before, so he was just giving her a normal hug, which shouldn't be considered an offense.

After a moment's hesitation, Chu Yan hugged

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He held the graceful woman in front of him with uneasy movements, and the plump but cold female breastplate pressed against his chest.

Sosia's expression beneath the mask was stunned, surprised and confused.

She didn't believe that anyone would dare to hug the executioner, as that was an act of wanting to die. But Chu Yan did so out of the blue, which could only mean one thing -

Tiffany used her identity to get close to the child...

This was something Tiffany did not explain or report to her after she returned.

"Chu Yan, you seem to be worried about something?"

Soxia responded to his hug as if nothing had happened, and ran her slender fingertips through Chu Yan's hair to help dry it.

It would be a bad idea to scold Chu Yan, otherwise it would reveal that the executioner last time was not himself.

Perhaps, I should record this scene and show Tiffany how Chu Yan, this little guy, hugged her warmly~

"Yes, actually I concealed some troubles during the day and didn't dare to tell anyone."

"Speak out and listen."

"In the church on the second floor, there are nuns from the church who are stationed there. They just don't interact with us and are very aloof. When the sirens appeared a while ago, I was affected by the singing and the special celestial signs and fell into a coma.

But there was no one among the Taboo who was good at healing, so they had no choice but to force a nun to come out and heal me."

"You were unconscious? You only said that you were cheering on the front line, but you didn't mention being injured."

The woman in solemn uniform gently brushed her fingertips across Chu Yan's neck.

It seemed like she was trying to seduce him, but in fact, she was using her magic to check his physical condition. Fortunately, there was nothing serious.

"I fell unconscious on my own initiative. I wasn't injured because I had to avoid the enchantment of the sirens' song."

When Chu Yan reported the results of the battle against the Siren during the day, he only talked about the results and showed the Siren's monster crystal core, but he did not mention the hardships of the process.

This is not convenient to mention, after all, it concerns Cornitzer's death.

"Okay, so you are now worried that your disrespect to the nuns at that time would anger the church?"

"Yes." Chu Yan nodded guiltily.

"Don't worry, even if the person who did this is a taboo person, they just pulled the nun out to heal you. If the church dares to say anything to the Dragonborn because of this, will they still have the face to ask the Dragonborn to do things for them in the future?"

"That's good!"

"Is there anything else you're hiding?"

"There is one more thing, but it is just a minor matter..."

Fortunately, Chu Yan was hugging the woman now and didn't need to look her in the eye, otherwise his evasive look would be exposed.

After asking a few peripheral questions, Chu Yan did not dare to delve into the church issue. He was afraid that the executioner would ask more questions, so he quickly changed the subject:

"By the way, Madam Executioner, what is our relationship? I feel like you are being particularly kind to me."

"..."

This woman Tiffany really uses her status to do whatever she wants.

"It's hard to explain, but to put it more generally, it can be seen as the relationship between parents and children."

Could it be a relative of our family... Chu Yan muttered:

"I see. Does that mean we can't act like we know each other at other times?"

"Yes~ In front of others, we can only be acquaintances, but behind others, we can be familiar with each other."

When the executioner saw Chu Yan wondering which official relative she was, she smiled and took out the magic stone that had the function of taking photos.

"Little guy, you can hug me tighter now, with your face against my collarbone. We are leaving tomorrow, so come and take a picture with the scenery behind you."

The Philosopher's Stone flashed, like a flashlight.

After taking the photo, the two returned to their respective rooms to rest.

Sosia took out the magic stone for communication and couldn't wait to let Tiffany see the photo!

Chapter 38: Just a random question and you confess everything?

In Longyan City.

A slim woman with purple hair was enjoying the quietness of the afternoon in a quiet cafe.

The piano notes played by the cafe's servants flow in the warm sunshine.

Tiffany sat in the corner by the window, thinking that at this time, Chu Yan should be on his way back, right?

Just after taking a sip of the bitter yet sweet coffee, the fluctuations of the Philosopher's Stone diverted her attention.

"The news about Suo Xiya, she should be on her way back with Chu Yan, is she here to tell me the results in advance?"

She picked up the teacup, prepared to sip it, and went to confirm the content of the message.

The glow on the Philosopher's Stone flickered, and a simulated letter was projected onto the desktop. The envelope opened automatically, and the letter paper flew out and unfolded. The whole process was full of a sense of ritual.

Sosia's handwriting appeared on the letter paper, as if it had just been written.

[To Tiffany, the scenery at the border of the Dead Sea is nice. Although it is a dangerous place, it still has the majestic beauty nurtured by the earth and the ocean. I would like to share with you some night views.]

"I would rather you come back with someone sooner rather than send a postcard... huh?!"

Tiffany paused in her helpless complaints, and her thin eyebrows, which had been relaxed due to relaxation, suddenly frowned, shrouded in seriousness.

On the letter paper, the executioner's handwriting slowly disappeared, and several scenes emerged.

The first scene is a night view of the terrace of the lord's castle. Behind the executioner is the dark night sky and the surging ocean.

But this is not the point. Chu Yan was holding her in front of him and taking a photo with her.

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The second scene is the return carriage, where Chu Yan is sleeping on the executioner's thigh.

This is obviously intentional!

"Snapped--"

The waitress in the cafe heard the sound of broken porcelain, looked in the direction of the sound, and found that the cup in the customer's hand was broken.

Her expression was gloomy, and her eyes were filled with a heart-pounding haze. Her hands were still pinching the handle of the cup, but the cup body had disappeared.

The table was littered with coffee liquid and debris.

Fortunately, the guest used magic to block the coffee liquid so that it did not affect his clothes.

The maid thought it was a cup in the store that exploded, and ran over to apologize in panic:

"I'm sorry, I'll go get you another cup now. Did the guest get burned?"

The beautiful purple-haired lady shook her head slightly and gave a polite smile, but with the gloom on her face, the smile was full of oppression.

The maid was frightened and her neck shrank.

"It's okay. My magic got out of control accidentally. This is my fault. Please give me another drink. This is for the cleanup fee."

Tiffany put down the tip, changed tables, and calmed herself.

She knew that Chu Yan was so close to the executioner because of their last contact, and Chu Yan still treated him as the previous executioner.

But that woman, Sosia, could have avoided the question by using excuses like "it's inconvenient to get close to her during official business hours", but she took the opportunity to get close to him and even sent it to her on purpose!

Tiffany prepared many vicious words and planned to write back to Sosia.

But just responding in a letter didn't feel satisfying enough, so she tried to contact him in person using the projector. But when she thought about the fact that they were in a cafe and considered her manners, Tiffany had to give up.

Anyway, Sosia will come back eventually.

“Perhaps, I should send these postcards to Chu Yan’s Black Ice Dragonborn’s parents. What expression would she have when she saw them?”

Tiffany drank her coffee in one gulp, sorted herself out, and left the cafe.

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On the carriage.

Chu Yan woke up from the executioner's soft thighs, sat up and stretched.

Although this pillow is quite comfortable, sleeping with your back hunched on the car seat is a bit uncomfortable.

I have been feeling this way for several days.

But he would still rest on the executioner's legs as usual every day. This was really a helpless act, because it was she who invited him, and Chu Yan had to give the executioner face.

"Where are we now?"

"It's still early. You're only going to sleep for a short while today. Are you worried about something?"

So in your opinion, if I don't sleep and am lazy every day, does that mean I'm in a bad mood?

However, Chu Yan remembered that he seemed to have said similar words to Xia Nuoya.