Academic Gathering with Lich Colleagues

Chapter 102 Punishment
The target is Naslan's ancient book, a hostess, and many "people" like Karente.

Lyle digested the information, and Shui Shui got into his sleeve.

The rubble and brick walls in the inner city are similar to those of Cassandell, except that the greenery is dozens of times smaller, and the number of beautiful spiers that look like works of art is dozens of times smaller. The sun in Narannia likes to shine on those emerald-like plants. Not like Cassandelle's.Always hide behind rain clouds and tall towers.

Shui Shui left a small group of avatars and stuffed them into the hinge of the trapdoor. When someone entered or exited, he would be warned.After Becky left the wine cellar, he also ordered the guards to insert a vertical iron rod into the lock of the door. It didn't look like a locked door, because the cellar was more like a prison cell.It was the only exit, and there were no windows. It was conceivable how dark it was, but I'm afraid there was no need to worry about the vampire's light.

Becky didn't let down his vigilance because of the former identity of the vampire. This was a good thing for the people of Nalannia, but it was only for Baron Tyrann.

Avoiding surprises, Lyle left the area so as not to bump into the suspicious Becky and change his follow-up arrangements.

Then Lyall saw Kallen.

With a depressed face, his eyes are still wandering in the surrounding secluded alleys, his pomegranate lips are pinched together, his cheeks are like swollen puffer fish, but this is just an angry little monkey, kicking the stones beside his feet, all the way.

Even ignored Lyle.

Just when Karen was about to pass by, Lyle, who was a little angry, slapped her smooth forehead lightly.

Snapped!
Loud sound, slight force does not hurt.

Karen was frightened. She folded her palms on the place where her forehead was hit. Obviously, she forgot the stick in her hand. In a hurry, the end of the stick poked her nose. Watching the bridge of her nose turn red quickly, her hands were lavish. Kallen obviously contributed a lot to herself.

The long staff bumped against the slate floor of Narannia, Kallen's palm moved to her nose, and the corners of her eyes were already splashed, like a little rabbit, looking in the direction of the original palm.

"Your Excellency Lyle." The aggrieved feeling that he wanted to be angry but felt that he had no confidence finally became a sentence.

"Too unlucky."

Seeing her pitiful appearance, Lyle was also a little bit sorry.

"Actually, you can knead, endure the initial pain, activate the blood in that blood vessel, and the pain will dissipate quickly."

Lyall held out his hand towards the bridge of her nose, but was quickly slapped away by the angry Kallen.

"No! It hurts!"

Lyle rubbed the back of his hand, is this empathy, the so-called transmission of pain.

"I forgot, you can still use the holy light, it must get better faster."

Hearing this sentence, Karen directly punched Lyle's chest with her small fist, and stopped at the last moment.

Lyle had already foreseen the appearance of vomiting blood.

"Use that super painful one!"

The joy of surviving the catastrophe made Lyle rub his chest, happy that his body parts were spared, and lowered his head, Kallen was still staring at him.

"It would be great if His Excellency Lyle became a monk. The current Lord Lyle is completely useless. Hurry up and awaken the Holy Light, Your Excellency the Pure!"

"I also want to be an excellent pastor and bring spiritual comfort to my lovely Kallen."

Lyle showed the most gentle smile, looking at Kallen's starry eyes, like a little girl who met an idol.

"Brother Lyle~" This girl entered the play really quickly.

"Knight Karen," Lyle stretched out his hands and held Karen's palms in his palms.

"Don't go to sleep, the floor in Narannia is very cold, come back to the hotel with me as soon as you finish your sweet dreams."

"..."

. . . . . .

Ralph sat behind the dim light, looking at the two dejected people in front of him.

His voice is like the cold winter wind, almost freezing people's spine, although it looks very cool on this summer night.

"My two cute colleagues, did you go on an outing for a day? What about my so-called intelligence, Lyle is okay, at least he used another version of the story to make up for it. As for you, Karen, why don't you just play Du no more acting."

Karen was sitting on the chair, her toes were in sync with her fingers, touching each other. She looked up at Ralph who was sitting across from her, and quickly lowered her head again.

"I'm really off to catch the thief, sir! The thief who stole my silver knight armor, I saw in Narannia."

Ralph crossed his fingers, his raised palm covering his chin.

"Where did you lose your armor, Miss Carlin?"

"Cassandelle Sunshine Church, attached to the new barracks, in my room."

Ralph's eyes had unknown light spots, like will-o'-the-wisps in the dark.

"You mean, half a month after he committed the crime, that thief still appeared in front of you in Narannia, thousands of miles away, wearing that shining silver armor."

"Karen, listen to yourself, do you believe it?"

Caroline still wanted to refute, but Violet walked in with a plate of muffins and a few glasses of juice.

"Relph, be patient with them, they are young and inexperienced."

She walked up to Ralph, trying to find a way to settle all this.

"Violet, sit down for me too!"

The people Ralph criticized turned into three dejected people.

"You instigated this grouping. You are the culprit for putting together inexperienced young people!"

Violet was very straightforward. She opened her arms and hooked Lyle and Karen into her arms.

"That's right, I admit it, my mistake, Chief Ralph, if you want to be punished, come towards me, I'll take it, tell me, how much is the fine?"

A breath of a rich woman came over her face, obviously Ralph would not let her roar in court.

"My rule, Violet, is to prescribe the right medicine. Money punishment is obviously not worth mentioning to you. I will punish you from the things you really care about."

Ralph was silent for ten seconds, "Violet, what do you hate?" Ralph realized that he didn't know much about his so-called former colleague.

There were shining stars in Violet's eyes, and Lyall under her arm felt her trembling.

With a trembling voice, Violet revealed an emotion that she didn't know whether it was timidity or embarrassment.

"What I hate the most is being alone in a room with my sullen boss. Every second I spend with him is a torment. If it's something I'm afraid of, it's being close to him. Together, the feeling of touching his skin is horrifying to think about."

With a dark face, Ralph hammered the table, "The meeting is over, it's getting late, let's all go to rest."

Violet looked at Ralph's back as he left the room, "Where's my punishment?", the impatience almost gushed out.

Ralph looked back with disgust, "Cancelled, my purpose is to punish you, not me."

(End of this chapter)