Collapse, crossing Otto, the road to becoming a god

She stopped and praised: "You can come up with such a self-protection method in such a short period of time, man, you have a bit of Otto's attitude."

"I didn't think so."

Otto was "pale" but still "quibbling".

"Whatever you say, whatever you think, man," Void Manzo shook his head, "Unfortunately you missed one thing, that is - we are an alliance."

"My dear boy in his teens and 20s, aren't you a little xenophobic?"

She smiled mysteriously at Otto and disappeared.

"cut."

Otto's expression quickly changed. He rolled his eyes and sat next to the sofa. He was not panicked by Kōku Manzo's pretense of mystery.

Don't you just want to lose your happiness?

Let me play with it more while I am growing, Void Wanzang.

So far, the story is going well and the plot is evolving as expected.

And every move you make...hahaha.

Otto picked up the pocket watch on the table and slowly held it in his palm.

Chapter 10 The beauty comes out of the bath and the bishop combs his hair

The bath was opened, and in the white steam released, the woman's bath towel was half-covered, and her graceful body was looming, a pair of slender and well-proportioned legs were slightly close together, the outline of her breasts was vaguely visible, and her snow-white fat trembled up and down with her shallow breathing. Compared with before, it was even more beautiful. A bit of hazy beauty that makes you want to stop talking.

Otto couldn't help but lower his eyes and let his eyes look downward.

——Then I saw a pair of exquisite and slender feet. The bulging light cyan blood vessels could be faintly seen on the pink and delicate skin. The small and cute toes were tightly curled up and swaying back and forth due to nervousness. The translucent nails were also swollen due to this. It turned into an attractive apricot color, reflecting the bright sunlight.

When I think about this meal, I have to eat an extra bowl...ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, I really am not Yu Dafu...

It's quite beautiful to say the least. The half-covered ecstasy and the pure and clear appearance when leaving the bath can make any normal man have unlimited desires.

He is no exception.

But compared to the desire between men and women, Otto sees more greed and calculation.

Natural beauty, coupled with her own strength, important blood, and involvement of countless key people, no matter from any angle, she cannot be given to others this time.

A large part of his vision for the future was based on her.

Of course, someone can be replaced, but who is more loyal to him than Shaniyat, and who is so capable in doing things?

The man licked his lips, closed his eyes for a second and then opened them again. When he looked at Cecilia, his expression was as usual and there was nothing unusual in his pupils.

With the knife hanging on his head, he needs to be rational enough while still acting.

Any short-term pleasure is a black hole that can swallow up long-term benefits.

He has never been one to let desire rule his brain.

"Brother..."

Cecilia stood there half-wrapped in a bath towel, as if she wanted to get closer, but stayed where she was a little timidly.

"This is your dress," Otto said as if he was entering sage mode. He walked forward calmly and handed the clothes that Amber sent to Cecilia. "Put on your clothes. Then, I will bring you the clothes." Go out for a walk and see the outside world."

"Ok."

Cecilia walked over obediently and took the clothes.

Otto turned around and walked towards the window, looking at the Tianming Construction everywhere. His eyes wandered for a moment and then recovered quickly.

To wield such great power, one must have the ability to match it.

This ability includes endurance as the program progresses.

"I-I've changed, brother."

Otto turned around and saw that the woman had changed into a nun's uniform, and her whole body was wrapped tightly. Her breasts stood out from under the costume, but the hanging material covered the woman's soft curves.

But her hair was still a little messy and tangled together softly, so he stepped forward, hooked the woman's slender hand, and led her to sit in front of the dressing mirror.

"Let me comb your hair, Cecilia."

"Brother..."

Cecilia hesitated. She felt that asking Otto to comb her hair was a transgression, but she felt an inexplicable expectation in her heart.

There was a troubled look on her face, and she finally shook her head.

"You don't have to do this..."

"I would quite like that, dear little Cecilia."

Otto was just polite, but he never let go of this behavior to increase his favorability. He picked up the wooden comb and spread Cecilia's flowing hair.

Because she had just taken a shower, the woman's hair still smelled of shampoo, and her long white hair had a satin-like texture, shining with silvery reflections under the sunlight.

He slowly and gently combed her silver-white hair with the comb, played with it gently, leaned her head back, her green eyes facing his face, and then combed the long hair next to her earlobes. hair.

Cecilia obediently allowed Otto to manipulate her. She leaned her head on Otto and looked at Otto who was concentrating on combing his hair with her clear beautiful eyes.

The tenderness in the cyan color made Otto frown slightly.He quickly moved again, causing Cecilia's eyes to slowly turn to the dressing mirror.

If you stay in the dark for too long, you will be dazzled by the sunlight.

He has been nervous since he traveled through time, thinking about how to play Otto, how to plan, and how to protect himself. During the 20 days of traveling through the Book of Dimensions, he spent less than ten hours sleeping.

The eyes full of exhaustion and calculation suddenly fell into the starry eyes of a woman as pure as white paper, making him feel a little dazed.

He couldn't indulge in this tenderness.

Otto Apokalis cannot be infected by light. He will yearn for light and pretend to be light, but he will never sink into light.

The way to go from now on is not just to play Otto and protect yourself.

As the Bishop of Destiny, Otto not only has to make good use of human-side organizations that are hostile to him, such as Anti-Entropy, World Serpent, and St. Freya, but he also has to play against Honkai to take control of the game.

His future will definitely not be spent in beautiful energy.

Encountering this kind of holy look that made people unable to think of any evil thoughts and could almost be purified, he could only escape quickly, and then once again grasped the black power in his hand.

But... I can't face the light, but I can also enjoy the starlight in the gap between the junctions.

It is still possible to take a breather behind the holiness.

Otto gradually relaxed and concentrated on combing Cecilia's hair.

The dim light of the afternoon fell on the room, and the breathing sounds of the two people gradually merged into one, like a deliberately indulgent pampering, one person waiting for the other person's breath.

The only sounds in the room were the sound of breathing in the same rhythm and the sound of the wooden comb rubbing against the hair.

The woman's hair felt soft and had a rich fragrance.

The wooden comb is combed along the hair little by little, and occasionally it gets tangled, hindering the advancement of the wooden comb.

But Otto didn't pay attention. He just raised the handful of hair and let the wooden comb flow straight down. When encountering an obstacle, he applied a little force and deflected the angle to comb it.

His eyes fell on the silver forest and his movements were gentle.

Cecilia closed her eyes, enjoying the silence of the moment. At the same time, her cheeks were slightly red and her smile was sweet.

This wasn't the first time she was so close to Otto's body, but every time, it made Cecilia's heart beat faster.

She didn't know why, but she liked the feeling.

This feeling of leaning against him.

This feeling of being protected by others.

Not just because of familiarity.

And... nostalgia.

Cecilia always felt that when she leaned on Otto, the panic caused by amnesia would disappear directly, and all confusion, pain, and loss would be swept away.

This feeling of being cared for seems to be rare.

So few that she felt that even before she lost her memory, there were only a few times.

So few that she felt that even before she lost her memory, there were only a few such people.

But she doesn't hate this feeling.

On the contrary...she was nostalgic to the point of obsession.

The saint counted the time with the throbbing in her heart, and moved slowly with the hand that was combing her hair with emotions that no one could feel.

At this moment, the time is warm and the years are quiet.

Chapter 11 Wandering Destiny

"Put on your goggles - well, that's it, and then... don't say anything when you meet someone. If you have any questions, you can ask me. Got it?"

Otto gave endless instructions. Although Cecilia didn't know the reason, she still nodded obediently.

"I will hold a press conference for you after you regain your memory," Otto whispered softly, "let others know about your return. But now, since you will have a headache when you recall, don't let anyone discover you for the time being, so as not to be on the road. Lose your composure, okay?”

"Okay."

Waiting for Cecilia to change her shoes and tap her feet slightly to show that she was suitable, Otto took a step back and took a few glances.

Yes, the nun's uniform covers her figure, and the goggles blur her appearance. If you ignore her holy and earthly temperament, you'll look like a fool.

When the time comes, if you use Yu Duchen to interfere with the consciousness of the person who sees it, no one will guess anything.

"Smile."

"???"

Cecilia didn't know why, but the corners of her lips were still slightly raised.

"Crack."