"I win, you have to go on a date with me tonight."

"Aren't I making an appointment with you?"

Taylor forcefully blinked a charming look, but her temperament was more suitable for the aura of an arrogant and cool lady.

This kind of deliberate seductive action is far less charming than Skadi's.

"This isn't romantic. It should be candlelight with flowers, fine wine and food, and a warm tent with mandarin ducks." Ye Lin shook the drink in his hand and joked.

"Tch, that's what you think later."

After a brief commotion, the previous peace was restored in the tavern, and everyone started talking and gossiping.

They could see that this inexplicable man and woman should be a couple who had just been angry but had reconciled now, and their identities were probably not simple.

As for the noble young master from before, although his face was gloomy and heavy as a torrential rain, he was still wary of being arrogant. He just came back from Nospes and it was just a coincidence that he went out to have a drink at night.

Nowadays, Ghent has gathered nearly 80% of the powerful people in the world, and these two people have extraordinary magnanimity, so it is difficult to hide their quarrel.

It would be best if I could hunt for Yan tonight, but it doesn't matter if I can't, it's just a pity for those beautiful legs I've only seen in my life.

After drinking a glass of wine and paying for it, both of them were a little uninterested. They kept glancing at Taylor, but they didn't hear any of the expected conversation about Jackett, so they simply left the tavern.

"They only care about their own safety. Powerful people like the general have nothing to do with them. They also look at disasters rather than blessings. Even neutral people who have nothing to do with them may be snickering in their hearts."

Taylor crossed his arms in front of his chest, his eyes a little unclear, and then he raised his head and looked bored, saying: "I want to go back, Ghent is too cold to be human."

Only those who have seen the apostle with their own eyes can understand how terrifying that thing is.

If Di Ruji is allowed to run around in Arad...

Ye Lin also nodded slightly and started back to the imperial capital. If nothing unexpected happened, General Jacket should arrive at the Hanging Harbor early tomorrow morning and be taken back to Ghent.

As for whether to arrest Jackett, judging from Jurgen's plan, there is a high probability that he wants to arrest him, but Elizee will probably strongly object.

After that, Jurgen will find some excuse to leave the center of the whirlpool, and then Andy Wynn, who has an unstable personality, will definitely have no choice but to pick up Jurgen's "mess".

From the beginning of the trial of Jacket, Jurgen was about to escape and leave. The delighted nobles sent Jackett to the gallows, but accidentally stretched his own neck into it.

The supreme military power is left alone, the princess is young and ignorant, and the whole world is like a sweet cake, and everyone who has the ability wants to take a bite.

But who eats more and who eats less?

It can be seen from the decline of the Berta family that nobles have never been monolithic, so they have the means to consolidate themselves through marriage, affiliation, and friendship.

Andy is an excellent scientist, but his political acumen is far less astute than Jurgen.

It is easy to share hardships, but it is too difficult to share wealth and honor.

Jurgen's original idea was to let Andy, one of the three major factions, blow himself up, but this plan changed slightly after Ye Lin appeared.

He wanted to go faster, preferably at the festival, where everything would stop.

But the premise is that Jackett must "die"!

"How many trump cards have you prepared? I think you are not in a hurry. The festival should be behind you."

Taylor's beautiful eyes looked sideways in confusion. First of all, if he is not of my race, his heart must be different. Although Ye Lin has made amazing contributions to the world, if he interferes with the power of the Seventh Empire, it will inevitably disgust the civilians.

Therefore, the means for him to control the festival must come from the power of the world itself, rather than using absolute strength to suppress it. This is a very delicate and difficult task.

"Three."

"?"

"No, I suspect you are a mole!"

"Fuck me, hurry up, satisfy my curiosity, and I'll reward you with a touch of your thigh."

"Dragon, moon, and eagle!"

I have thighs, so I can compromise easily and neatly.

Taylor was stunned when he heard this, and turned his head in astonishment. His big, smart eyes were staring blankly, a little annoyed, but also a little unbelievable.

She really ignored that the Eagle Organization came back to the world with the team, headed by O'Connell and Schmidt, but mysteriously disappeared before they arrived in the imperial capital.

Now Kallet has been completely crippled, but the powerful Eagle has not even shown a single figure from the beginning to the end.

That night Ghent was almost destroyed, but they didn't show up.

"Have you forgotten, what did Ying do before? Although Jurgen slandered them as treason, in fact, you know, Ying is not a silly and sweet girl like Mailu."

After finishing, he stretched out his hand and said confidently: "Give me your legs!"

"Owed."

"This business does not accept credit."

Because the two of them did not follow the route they came on, they only vaguely headed towards the imperial capital. Just as the limited-time power supply in the Eaton Industrial Zone ended, most of the area fell into darkness, with only a little bit of moonlight.

Two figures suddenly stood against the dark corner.

"Hey, there are brick and stone walls behind it, it's very rough."

Lean your back against the wall, raise your left leg and place the sole of your foot against the wall behind you, with your left knee forming a triangle. This action can raise the height of your thigh without feeling tired.

If it weren't for the almost lightless night, her beautiful appearance would look like a model taking a photo.

The soft and boneless hands gently placed on his shoulders, Taylor raised the corners of his mouth, breathed out a soft smile, and said with a smile: "Who is more beautiful, me or Luo Lian?"

Ye Lin, who was lusting after her beautiful legs, suddenly had black lines on his forehead. How long has it been, and the two narcissistic maniacs still haven't decided the winner?

"Of course you are more beautiful. Luo Lian has no waist and butt, and her figure is far inferior to yours."

In this special tense environment and charming atmosphere, if he didn't know how to speak, he would really be talking in vain.

Gada!

An object as big as chalk was pressed, and with a proud smile on Taylor's lips, he stuffed the prop into the middle of the white and profound justice that was still dazzling in the dark night. It was so deep that no trace could be seen.

"Recorder? You won't use this to attack Luo Lian, will you?"

Ye Lin was a little helpless. Women sometimes have extremely competitive desires in certain places.

"You can take it out and see if it's a voice recorder. Will I use this to hit Lolianne and ruin your image?" Taylor shook his head, no, no.

He sniffed and stared at the deep hole that should be suffocating. Still hesitating, his two hands were placed on his thighs and waist, unable to get away from the empty space.

"I am in a good mood today. I only have one chance, so I won't wait until it expires..."

Before he finished speaking, Ye Lin simply buried himself in and tried hard to find the location of the recording pen.

The obstacle is huge, but the taste is also very soft, the taste is sweet, and it is not sticky to the teeth. It has all the color, flavor and taste, like a delicious sweet pudding.

About ten minutes later, he slowly raised his head, holding a short ballpoint pen between his teeth. It was not a recording pen.

"Not full."

He stuffed the pen into his pocket, leaned forward, and kissed the slightly parted red lips.

In the silent street, there are no pedestrians, no cats or mice passing by. Only in a certain corner, there are faint, wisps of breathing.

…

"That's too much. It's not sweet to twist me. In the beginning, the only good reward is the legs. I didn't let you move anywhere else."

He touched the corner of his lips with the back of his hand, reached out and buttoned up his white vest, and the crooked justice shield, the connecting part in the middle was almost broken.
Chapter completed!