Rhode Island Park Project

So, in order to prevent the dignified Banshee Lord from becoming a resentful woman, she had originally let Lamaren take care of her son, as a way of expressing her grief...

Originally, he wanted a daughter, but it was hard to say what happened to the two daughters he raised in Letania. It was also hard to say whether the daughter Ramalen gave birth to through the ritual was related to him. So...

In short, it is still quite delicate to talk about the past now.

So why did he say that Lamaren needed to be coaxed? Because this Banshee Lord, who was still an older intellectual even after becoming a mother, still liked to be sentimental when she was alone. She could really get herself into it. But, whenever he coaxed her, she would be coaxed back quickly every time, which made him feel like... a scumbag.

Well, although he has never denied it, it turns out that literary young women, like innocent good children, are the type who should not encounter scumbags.

"You know that, Xiaolian."

He used his skill in coaxing women again, put his arm around her waist, and said with emotion, "We still have a lot of time. If we can't get through the disaster in the future, maybe we will all end up like that. Only after we get through it can our relationship last longer.

"Our brief separation now is all for the sake of a longer time together in the future!"

"This is the eleventh time you've said this to me."

Ramalen looked at him dimly.

"Uh-huh, are there so many?"

He was embarrassed for a moment, but soon he smiled and hugged the black-dressed Banshee Lord from the front, pushing her down on the sofa and gazing closely at the beauty under him.

"This proves that the reason I wasn't with you was true. Your man is an ambitious young man with ideals. Isn't he a perfect match for you~?"

"I would rather you didn't have to shoulder those heavy ambitions and ideals, and just stay with Ai Fan and me."

Ramalen lifted her hand, which was covered by a black silk glove, with some sadness and gently placed it on his arm.

"But if I didn't have those things on my shoulders, would you still be so attracted to me and tolerate me again and again?"

He smiled and whispered.

Lying beneath him, Lamaren, with her long silver hair and black gauze skirt spread out, stared at him with eyes that were both sad and obsessed. Her fingertips slowly touched his face, but she did not give any answer.

This is a very contradictory question. If he could stay with Lamaren all the time, he might not be so attractive to her. However, he has a fatal attraction to Lamaren, and it is destined that he will never be able to fulfill her simple wish.

However, this contradictory sense of reality that cannot be achieved at the same time is probably quite in line with the XP of literary young women. Tsk, I feel like I may have discovered the truth.

But what is more important now is that the scumbag knowledge class has started: What should we do in this situation?

The woman chose not to answer and stopped talking, just looking at you.

The answer is of course A, or kiss.

He lowered his head slightly and kissed Lamaren's elegant lips, and the rekindled love became passionate.

There is no doubt that Lamaren is a beauty who can attract everyone's attention in public, and her beauty is no less than Theresa's.

The gentle aura of a mother, the ceremony and dignity of being the Lord of the Banshees, the elegance brought by artists and musicians, and the hint of sadness that always seems to linger between her eyebrows.

Especially after becoming a real mother, the maternal aura from her temperament to her heart is at a level that the princess is perfectly defeated by.

But such a beautiful face is usually covered by a black veil by its owner.

The black skirt represents the dignity of a married woman, and the black veil represents the conservatism of refusing to be peeped by other opposite sexes. In this respect, Lamaren can be regarded as an extremely conservative and traditional type even among the banshees.

But this also means that he is the only one who can lift the veil and appreciate the beautiful face that belongs only to him. Such things always satisfy a man's possessiveness.

However, now the old love has rekindled. Well, their feelings have actually never been broken, they just need to be reheated. What he desires now is more than just a peek into the secrets behind a veil.

By the way, although Lamaren doesn’t have G, she has F.

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Although it was the coldest time of the year, the Banshee Lord still did not wear any extra fabric under her elegant black dress. When the slightly heavy and complicated black dress was loosened, one could see her fair and round shoulders and charming collarbone.

Below the voluptuous curves is a black crocheted bra, which creates a surprising contrast between the impressive size and the slender body of the woman.

It must be mentioned that even her extra-long silver hair that reached her knees was usually covered with a conservative black veil. Her body was covered with a black skirt, and her arms were wrapped in black gauze gloves embroidered with elegant gold thread. Except for her simple cherry-like mouth and fair jaw, there was almost no exposed skin on her body.

In terms of conservatism, it is almost as conservative as some traditional customs in desert areas.

But all these comprehensive lines of defense were now easily broken down by his hands, revealing the white skin underneath that seemed to have never seen the sun.

The two of them tacitly agreed not to say anything and applied the buff first.

This time he still took the initiative, entered the buff position, and successfully opened Lamaren's buff column.

then,

He stroked the Banshee Lord's plump, snow-white thighs, and slapped her butt with a 'hehe' chuckle.

"Xiao Lian, Theresa has some newly researched spells. I don't believe you haven't prepared anything. Don't try to sneak attack me. Let me experience it first."

So, he was not joking when he said that he had to apply the buff first.

Ramalen is the Banshee Lord after all. Even if Logos took over the title in name, his real strength could not be compared with his mother.

Without the support of the Sarkaz souls, Theresa couldn't say that she would definitely defeat Ramalen.

Even though he had previously teased Lamaren for being an artistic young woman, it did not change the fact that an artistic young woman would become a big enemy after becoming an artistic mother.

Lamaren, her fair cheeks slightly flushed, looked at him, and her lips slightly parted to emit a melody.

He immediately felt his body stiffen and be controlled.

then,

His body started moving on its own!

Following Lamaren's uninterrupted melody, he began to move on his own like a puppet.

"Hey, hey, this is a foul!"

His eyes widened.

It would have been fine if the princess had increased his attack power, attack speed and attack distance, but now it's like cheating!

He opened the buff column and had no intention of starting a fight directly, but this time he trapped himself and couldn't retreat.

"Leave it all to me, my love."

A pair of soft arms wrapped around his neck, burying his face in the plump valley, but the voice that reached his ears seemed to be magical.

It’s better to say that it has magical power!

He was buffed again!

But it was a debuff, and my health bar was deducted!

He had been given an illusion by the positive buff from the princess, but he didn't expect Lamaren to suddenly change her style.

This is a big deal now. Even if he loses several lives, it may not be enough to pay the price. He will not be able to leave this banshee's nest today!

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Rhode Island Workspace.

Logos, who was preparing an action plan with the banshees who came with the Banshee Lord, suddenly frowned.

The banshees' singing can identify certain people with bad intentions. This was a plan that had been formulated before. As the current banshee lord, although Ramalen came to Rhodes Island, this matter was handed over to Logos to carry out.

but--

Logos, who was now preparing for action, suddenly had a strange premonition that was difficult to describe.

He looked at the smiling young banshees nearby and asked, "Where is my mother?"

"Lady Lamaren must be in the Banshee's Lair, muttering about when the Doctor will come to find her while singing a lament. This is a daily occurrence~"

The young banshee didn't care about the Banshee Lord's majesty at all, and smiled as she spoke about things that every banshee knew.

Of course Logos knew this, which was why he didn't like that unfaithful man, but—

"Where's the Doctor then?"

"I don't know. Maybe he's having afternoon tea with Her Highness Theresa?"

Miss Banshee looked innocent.

logos frowned immediately.

"I want to see my mother."

"Oh, the action is about to begin, Aifan, you can't run away!"

"That's right, this is a mission personally assigned by Lady Ramalen, and Her Highness Theresa is also paying attention to it!"

"Lady Ramalen, why should you worry about this? Let's go!"

Suddenly, several banshees grabbed Logos and dragged him out.

"Are you guys hiding something from me?!"

"No, no, absolutely not!"

A young banshee had already very skillfully slashed through the light curtain, and then she smiled and showed Logos the footage of the little friend downstairs in the Banshee's Lair eavesdropping, no, surveillance footage:

"Listen, Lady Lamaren is still singing. What could be the problem? Let's go!"

"—?"

Logos indeed recognized that it was his mother's singing, but he still felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't figure out what it was.

A group of banshees were laughing nearby.

Chapter 624 Lamaren: How to meet her son after meeting her lover

Afterwards, I had a great time.

Luo Hang didn't know what the situation was like at logos, but this was his situation anyway.

After being controlled, he could only act according to Ramalen's ideas. He couldn't stop even if he wanted to, and his health bar was also deducted. He really felt like he had accidentally entered the lair of a man-eating banshee in a strange story that would bewitch passing travelers.

It was completely eaten up.

I finally had some time to rest and recuperate these past two days, but ended up being ganked again (placeholder after the review).

But I have to say... Xiaolian is in great shape and sings beautifully... (placeholder)...

While muttering to himself, he hugged Lamaren who was sitting on his lap, and opened his mouth to enjoy the attentive service of a good wife and mother who delivered the tea and snacks into his mouth.

After he taught her everything he knew, Lamaren radiated with gentleness and sweetness like his newlywed wife. Lamaren, who was full of maternal radiance, was so dazzling that people almost wanted to lie in her mother's arms.

The loose and messy black dress was thrown aside. The usually mysterious and dignified Banshee Lord didn't care. She walked around the house as usual, prepared tea and snacks, sat in his arms and fed him. Her burning thoughtfulness seemed to melt people.

So much so that even though he had just been eaten clean by the man-eating banshee, he couldn't help but mutter again.

"If I had known earlier, I would have put the Sarkaz benefits on hold. If I had dealt with all those little bugs in just two days, wouldn't I only be able to enjoy this good life for a day or two? What a loss!"

While he remained mentally as calm as a mountain, on par with the sages of the past, he could not help but touch the delicate, snow-white thighs of the Banshee Lord in his arms.

I want to lick this more than the snack in my mouth.

Lamaren, holding a porcelain plate and dessert in one hand and a fork in the other, glanced at him with her bright red eyes. She saw through his thoughts at a glance, but her tone was gentle:

"Don't you just want me to go to your place? I won't tell you how many women you have in that building. What will you do when Ai Fan comes to see me? What will he think of me?"

Lamaren continued to divide the snack into small pieces and put them into his mouth.

He couldn't help but bare his teeth.

Having a child is troublesome, but if it's a cute and obedient daughter, forget it, let's drop this topic for now to avoid any strange imagination.

"I just come here to stay for a few days occasionally."

He hugged Lamaren's slender waist, which was not in line with her mature maternal charm, and pressed their upper bodies together closely. He leaned close to Lamaren's slender pointed ears.

"After all, I spent so much money and effort rebuilding Kazdel for the Sarkaz. Even Theresa knew to come and repay the debt. Xiaolian, you are one of the masters of the royal court after all. Shouldn't you show some appreciation?"

The current renovation project being carried out in the Kazdel district is actually the same as the renovations that were originally carried out in other urban areas of Rhodes Island. The living and agricultural food facilities built due to orders from Shi Huaiya during the blockade period are now playing their due value.

Even with an additional 60 people, the entire city can still maintain basic self-sufficiency in basic life, and it also has its own source stone veins for energy.

This is the basis for ensuring that ordinary people in Rhode Island can choose to go to school even if their jobs are replaced by unmanned machines. However, it still costs money to transform the city and build large-scale buildings!

He held Lamaren in his arms and continued to play the victim:

"Rhodes Island did some calculations before. Originally, Rhodes Island's medical and pharmaceutical industry had significantly increased its market share in both Lethania and Victoria. Even if we reduced our profits, it would still be a considerable gain. As a result, this profit, plus the city's own tax revenue, was almost all invested in urban reconstruction.

"I, the boss, still have over 100 billion pounds of debt to pay off, yet I'm working tirelessly to help the Sarkaz build a new home."

This matter was actually mentioned before the Battle of Londinium, when Kal'tsit gave the financial statements.

Almost all of Rhodes Island's medical and pharmaceutical revenue and the city's tax revenue were used for the city's own reconstruction and construction and its military preparations at the time. Now that military preparations have slowed down and construction in several other districts has basically come to an end, the main funds have of course been invested in the reconstruction and construction of the Kazdel district.