"Good morning, my dear vicious shrews. I haven't seen each other for a few minutes, huh?" Salomon passed by the dining table slowly, which was placed on the table with a wide variety of breakfast for the owner of the manor. The artificial maid Dinah, who was responsible for these meals, was standing at the door of the restaurant carrying a double-edged chainsaw sword given by the witch, carrying a routine escort and service. "Are you satisfied with yesterday? Or is it not enough to destroy an antique four-poster bed?" he said, "Maybe there should be a fight today?"

"Good morning, my dear liar stripper, I haven't seen you for twenty minutes, probably when I started brushing my teeth." Beyonetta picked up the wine glass and took a sip, and then continued to hold the spoon and stuff the soft and rotten beef tongue that had been stewed for several hours. One of the distinctive features of this family is that even breakfast can provide super high calories and protein. Poor Milia has gained weight at a visible speed since she came here, providing a good taste for the Salomon and the witches who kissed her cheeks. After the routine "eating kids" session in the morning, Salomon finally asked another witch, "When I woke up, Joan of Arc was still in a coma, is she still in bed?"

"She didn't expect that your injury was so enthusiastic just now." Beyonetta raised her eyebrows, and her charming eyes were filled with irresistible teasing. The thin and exquisite black silk pajamas slid off her shoulders like flowing water, and the delicate black lace edges and shallow rope marks emerged from the collar, attracting his eyes. The witch's spells can summon torture instruments out of thin air. Those torture instruments are fun when fighting, but this does not mean that the witches will not act as victims to enjoy the items they made. Many witches are even very enthusiastic about this. Salomon also learned the skills of training Lorelai under Beyonetta's long education. "Also, can you not wear the idiot pullover with Cheshire cats printed on the next morning jog? Pergasus has protested to me many times. It wants you to wear the clothes printed on it."

Salomon sat down at the dining table, poured Beyonetta's goblet full, and used a silver spoon to divide the stewed beef tongue in Milia's plate into small pieces that were just in the mouth. Last night, he used his actions to satisfy the witch's mind and cut off the anger in their hearts, but even now there was something hot in the air lingering between the two, igniting like a supernatural flash. Milia raised her head and stared thoughtfully at the emotional spectrum that ordinary people could not see and collide with each other in the air. The spiritual dust fluctuated like a tide, and the supernatural light twisted like a phosphor fire, which all indicate that the witch's thoughts were not calm.

The talent and child instinct of ordinary people led Milia to unconsciously learn and imitate, but the black crystal collar energized on her neck prevented her spiritual power from spreading further outward, preventing her mind, which had not yet learned how to protect, was eroded by the powerful spiritual power of the witch. Compared with Kama Taj's control and education on talented children, Salomon believes that this method should be more perfect and comprehensive, and will not make Milia feel strange and fearful after realizing her power in the future.

"How is Pergasus?"

"Go back to your own dimension to sleep, you can summon it at any time," said Beyonetta. "I want to remind you that Pergasus always thinks that it is an insult to not letting it fight to the end unless you agree to wear another pullover and admit it personally is more important than the Cheshire Cat."

"I don't think this is a problem. Cheshire cats can do nothing but eat, shit, shed hair and scratch the sofa." The Cheshire cat, who was eating tuna mud on the side, immediately raised its head from the cat bowl and opposed it loudly. However, this protest disappeared quickly, because the Cheshire cat moaned twice and then buried its head tightly into the cat bowl, enjoying the tuna in big mouths as if no one was around. Compared to the useless protest, the Cheshire cat could not tolerate wasting time for tasting delicious food. "But were these conditions really proposed by Pergasus?" Salomon waved his hand, "I just felt that these conditions were a bit naive."

"You can't say that Pergasus is childish, boy." The witch raised her chin and declared without changing her face. "Do you have anything else to say about the battle led by Coboy? To be precise, do you have anyone who wants to thank?"

"Beyonita, of course it's you." He patted Milia's head gently and asked her to concentrate on attacking the plate in front of her. He allowed Milia to temporarily bypass the fortress made by broccoli, but the firepower points made by small tomatoes and sweet corn kernels had to be destroyed one by one. "I won't say I'm sure to escape, even if my self-esteem is howling, I won't allow myself to show off. If you didn't show up in time at that time, even if I win, I wouldn't imagine what kind of injury I would suffer."

"No need to thank you, at least your adoptive mother won't call me crazy and harass me."

Berenita took another sip of wine, as if she was drinking water, and even so, she could not hide the resentment in her tone. There was a time when she had a great conversation with Athena, but this time it was definitely not included. Although Berenita was very grateful to Athena for notifying her of the dangers of Coboy in time and sent her over with Pergasus, the rude methods of the Goddess of Wisdom made the witch very dissatisfied and even angry. "She would not know what the impact would have on throwing people to Coboy, but it was like we were all mortals who were pinned and played with by her in the past, and she didn't even remind me when the teleportation would begin."

Salomon rarely saw Beyonita so angry. He closed his mouth consciously and didn't hear it.

Beyonita did not express her dissatisfaction on her face, but continued to express her emotions in a deliberately elongated tone as always. Just like Salomon, she was like the first time she saw her. Even if she wanted to kill the next second, she still maintained leisure and elegance. Until the bullet touched the skin or the blade cut the bones, the witch's facial expression would not change much, and was still full of teasing and jokes, as if she could give you a kiss instead of a bullet at any time.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Your adoptive mother is a rude and arrogant maniac. She lacks the most basic respect for me." Beyonetta observed Salomon's expression from the corners of her eyes, "Sooner or later, I will challenge her and hit her face hard with her knees."

"There are few people in this world who describe her like this. But yes, her personality does have such shortcomings." Salomon was amused by the witch's words. If Beyonita hadn't kicked him hard in the calf, he might have laughed constantly. "And what?" Salomon found that the witch stared at him with wide eyes. Salomon was a little confused. After a few seconds, he nodded with a sudden realization, "I understand, a fair duel. Is it a hand-to-hand combat or a hand-to-hand combat?"

"Is this fun?" The witch took out his gun and shook the gun in front of Salomon. "She must understand that she should not have any disrespect to us, whether she has given you a primary education or not. If no one in the Olympus system can educate her, then let me do it, and according to our original agreement, I will be responsible for family issues."

Seeing that the witch was serious, Salomon raised his hands to surrender. "I will talk to her."

"It's better to solve it quickly," said Beyonetta. "Or I'll do it myself, you know my style."

After breakfast, Salomon did not go to Athena immediately, nor did he return to the office of the Royal Castle of Latovia to review the official documents. Instead, he put on his regular clothes and took the guards to Kamataj in a Tianma heavy assault transport boat. As he said before, the disaster caused by the feathered snake god was not completely over. The climate abnormalities caused by the large number of volcanic eruptions continued. The devastation left by the flood receded also needed to be dealt with, not to mention that the many effects of the abnormally high energy in the external dimension were not so easy to solve. When his assault transport boat landed in the mountain valley of the Himalayas, the imperial guards who had already been waiting on the apron immediately handed over a report on the inclusion of the Magic School.
Chapter completed!