NIKKE, after maxing out the favorability, all the Nikkis are not right

"Hmph, perfunctory."

Seeing him dodge his questioning so cleverly.

Harlan was not angry, but tapped the table lightly again.

Soon, a crow brought a bottle of fine red wine and placed it on the table in front of the two.

Harlan waved her hand lightly, and the bottle of red wine was easily sucked into her palm as if it was controlled by telekinesis.

This unique ability surprised Green a little.

"I've always felt that you were the most unfathomable among the Heirs. Now it seems that's probably true."

"As a witch, my strength is unquestionable."

Harlan smiled slightly, a rare moment of modesty. "But surviving alone on the surface for long isn't the way to go. Even with my flock of crows, I still have to work with Isabel and the others to repel the enemy."

"Okay, stop gossiping about who's stronger and who's weaker."

"Why don't you take another good look at me and see how I'm different now than usual?"

Harlan crossed his thighs and sat closer to him.

At such a close distance, Green finally saw the pendant on the witch lady clearly.

A pair of bright silver earrings hung from her ears, and a silver pendant inlaid with aquamarine sparkled in the moonlight. She even wore a silver bracelet as beautiful as a flower on her gloves.

However, the middle of the purple dress had a hollowed-out area at the navel, and through the hollowed-out area one could see the thin black high-slit tight-fitting top that Harlan was wearing. A thin black line divided the dress into two and passed by the side, making her figure even more attractive.

Miss Witch's style in this evening gown is as impeccable as the image Dorothy has created for herself.

Charming, cold, tempting, and forbidden.

As soon as you see this dress, it will remind you of these words related to witches.

And of course, she only needs to stretch a little bit, and you will be deeply fascinated by such a perfect and attractive woman.

"This is the most amazing dress I've ever seen designed."

"Haha, it's not just the best, it's the best in the world."

Harlan chuckled and pinched the two purple curtains hanging on her chest with her hands. In order to cover the thin top, she had specially made a pair of curtains to cover her chest.

But although it is said to be blocking, it is actually more like a fun thing.

Just flip it up slightly, and no matter what is blocking the view below, it will be easily seen.

Harlan moved closer to him and whispered in his ear, "Want to see it? There's no need to deny your desire, because we all have it."

"But a witch doesn't do things without a price, and it's not my style to do a favor without asking for anything in return."

"I need a follower, a servant, a seed. If you touch me, you will bear this responsibility forever. So, do you have the courage to lift the veil? Yes or no?"

"..."

"Forever is too heavy a word for me, Harlan."

Green was silent for a moment.

Although he also wanted the small head to control the big head.

But Harlan is not as easy to fool as other Nikkis. It can even be said that she is very stubborn.

If you dare to make a promise or an oath in front of Harlan easily, even if it is just a casual promise, with her personality, she will most likely use it as an excuse to do whatever it takes.

Green is certain.

If he told Harlan today that he wanted to stay in the Garden of Eden and be Miss Witch's bedmate, it would not take more than a few minutes for her to lock him in her room forever and make him warm the bed and run the household for the rest of his life.

Harlan never hesitates when it comes to saying and doing things.

After all, even in novels and comics, most witches are not good people. Coercion, temptation, intimidation, and teasing are what they are best at. Once they get what they like, they will inevitably become ten or even nine points of paranoia.

At this moment, Harlan couldn't help but feel disappointed when he saw that he could actually control the desire in his heart.

"is it?"

"So in your eyes, the banquet I carefully prepared for you is not worthy of your forever?"

"I think you've been in hell for too long, so you've lost your mind."

Harlan sighed to himself, his eyes tinged with displeasure. "You'll be treated the best here. All you have to do is serve me, and one day I'll lead you back to the surface. Yet you persist in staying in that underground hell, struggling miserably, bewildered and bewildered."

"So, why stay in a place like that?"

"Could it be that you enjoy suffering in a place like that?"

"Hell on Earth... You're talking about the Ark, right, Harlan?"

Green thought for a moment before realizing that Harlan was talking about the Ark.

She always had the habit of comparing the Ark to scenes like hell.

It seemed as if that place was countless times more terrifying than the ground.

Harlan lifted his long hair from his ears, then widened his eyes, looking a little angry, and even his tone became a little colder: "Yes, I'm talking about the Ark."

“It is the ugliest and most disgusting hell in history. No matter what effort and price you pay, in that purgatory on earth, what you finally get is either a sharp knife or a dagger of betrayal.”

“And the conditions there are unbearable.”

"A group of weaklings manipulate the powerful through code, ordering them to fill in the lines and charge into battle. Even so, those weaklings still look down on the strong and discriminate against them. Such a distorted society, it's not so bad to call it hell, right?"

"That's why I don't understand why you're so persistent in going back there?"

"Have you already achieved such a high position that you've forgotten your original aspirations? Or have you long been obsessed with profit, but are simply hiding it too well on the surface? Don't lie to me. I can tell the difference between lies and the truth. If you lie to me, I'll kick you out."

Harlan's face turned slightly cold. She waved her hand, and a flock of crows descended from the sky carrying a huge sickle.

That was her favorite weapon. With just a light stroke, she could cut through Letcher's body. If it was a human, it would naturally be no exception.

As for why she looked so ferocious, it was because in the Garden of Eden, Nikki had the power to do whatever she wanted, and no human could order them around unless they were in a good mood and willing to cooperate.

Therefore, she now truly holds Green's fate in her hands.

Seeing the witch's coldness growing stronger, Green said calmly, "I naturally have my reasons for staying there, Harlan. I know you hate Ark terribly. Compared to the other Nikkis, I'm afraid your hatred is a bit excessive."

“But only there can I get what I want.”

"So what is it that you want?"

"Of course, it's a power that can make all the demons in hell retreat. I firmly believe that one day I will make that place countless times better than it is now."

"..."

Harlan stared at his handsome and serious face in silence for a few seconds.

After a long moment, she finally said with some resignation, "Humph, you're still as stubborn as when we first met. If I had known you were in trouble, I shouldn't have saved you. I should have fed you to the crows."

"But maybe this stubbornness is why I like you."

"In that case, in the name of the witch, I will grant my foolish servant some reward."

Harlan suddenly kissed her.

The witch lady was always like this, immediately doing something on her own and demanding that her servants always focus on her: "Also, I want to correct one thing. From now on, you can only have one of what you want."

"that's me."

"If you don't want to think about me, then don't go back to the Ark. I want to keep you here, so you can look at me and think about me all the time."

260

Chapter 260: What do you think will make the witch happy?

A tone of disdain, half threatening words.

Harlan was always like this, wanting to show her aggressiveness. Perhaps the betrayal she had experienced in the Ark had taught her that she would rather be a wild and unruly night crow than a docile white dove.

After the kiss, Harlan's mood was obviously much better. She raised the bottle and filled the goblets in their hands. Then she smiled and said, "Well, I feel much better. It's a rare opportunity to have such a beautiful night. Come and drink. This is the best wine, one of the few treasures in the Garden of Eden."

"Of course, but don't drink too much."

"If you dare to get drunk before me, you'll spoil my fun and be punished. I'll punish you by making you my pillow and warming my bed for three days."

"There's a punishment for being drunk?"

Green smiled and raised his glass, then drank it all in one gulp: "It's a pity, my alcohol tolerance is not that bad."

Seeing him so boldly provoking her, Harlan raised her eyebrows, and her pupils revealed a hint of aggressive charm: "I've said all the big words, but don't cry and beg me to let you go back when the time comes."

"correct."

"How about taking advantage of this opportunity to have a tarot reading?"

Harlan snapped his fingers lightly, and a group of black crows descended from the sky with strange cries, each holding a tarot card and gently placing it on the table.

Harlan casually picked up a card from the table and turned it over. It was a picture of herself, called the Witch's Self-Created Tarot. Then, she boasted proudly, "Witches don't just cook soups. They also develop essential oils and secret medicines. Predicting the future is also one of my secret arts."

"How about it, do you want to give it a try?"

"That's interesting, why not give it a try?"

"Let me tell you in advance, divination isn't free. If you want something in return, you have to pay. But I'm in a good mood this time, so I won't ask you to pay anything."

Harlan waved his hand casually, and the tarot cards spread on the table were manipulated by a mysterious force to float up and were arranged in a neat row in front of Green.

Although Green had long known that some of Nikki had superpowers.

But this kind of telekinetic superpower of taking objects from a distance is still amazing every time we see it.

Seeing him still sighing, Harlan couldn't help but remind him: "Why are you still standing there? Close your eyes, clear your mind of all distracting thoughts, and then focus on what you want to divine, such as your unfinished business."

"it is good."

Green closed his eyes and thought about how he could retake the ground and free Nikki. Then Harlan took three cards from the tarot deck floating in front of him.

But when she saw the faces of these three cards, her brows furrowed slightly.

Green opened his eyes and noticed Harlan's frown. He couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong? Is the card bad?"

Harlan nodded and said, "It's certainly not that great."

"First of all, each tarot card here represents the future you might encounter."

"Look at this one first."

She laid out the first tarot card.

What was painted on it was a hideous-looking demon with a sheep's head.

"In Tarot cards, there are generally upright and reversed cards, and the meanings of the two cards are often opposite."

"This upright card called The Devil means that if you can't control your desires, make the wrong decisions, or become a slave to material things and power, you will fall into the abyss, forever constrained by your inner desires, and find yourself in a situation where you have no other choice."

"In your career, you may feel stuck in a quagmire, with no choice but to stay in a place you dislike. You deeply dislike your current environment, but you are powerless to change it. But don't be too discouraged. The Devil card suggests that you have more options. You just need to find and reclaim your own power to turn adversity around and empower yourself."

"But overall, it's not a good card."

"Demons always indulge their desires without restraint, but even if they hold high positions and lead a life of luxury, they will eventually feel despair from the bottom of their hearts."

"And now, you may indeed be gradually falling into the abyss, just as this Devil Card foretells."

Harlan gently put down the "Devil" card, and his tone became unusually stern.

"You're the Ark's only remaining vanguard general. It's just a rumor, but when I was wandering around the Ark before, I occasionally heard some stories about you. Of course, they weren't good. And from those gossips, it's easy to tell that even though you've made great contributions to the Ark, the higher-ups there are still afraid of you."

"Because you have been in contact with people and forces that they never dare to contact, and once you start writing against the grain, you are bound to disrupt their luxurious and stable lives."

"So, those people will try every possible way to tempt you, forcing you to sink into desire and become unable to move forward. Of course, this temptation doesn't necessarily come from the Ark. It could also come from Letcher, or someone else... But no matter what, you must stick to your own ideas and restrain your desires to escape this dire situation."

"That's it, I understand."

Green thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.

Although he had always scoffed at divination such as Tarot cards, thinking it was just superstition with good words, Harlan now explained the cards to him. He did not expect that this Devil Card matched his current situation one by one.

Is Miss Witch's divination really that mysterious?

Seeing him pondering for a long time, Harlan couldn't help but laugh and tease, "Why, you looked so nonchalant just now, but now you believe it? My divination has always been very effective, but I wouldn't do it for ordinary people. Last time, even Isabel asked me to help her with her love life, and I refused. You should remember my kindness."

"Then, next one."

"The tower is in the right position."

Harlan reveals the second tarot card.