In what age, are you still a traditional witcher?

Chapter 139

"Could it be that someone has changed?"

Emilia rested her chin, clasped her fingers lightly on the table, and part of her face covered by her snow-white hands faintly revealed a meaningful smile.

Still holding the pipa half-hidden face.

Ryan looked at her lightly, always feeling that a pair of ears popped out of the gray hair on her head, fox ears.

"Just trying to understand something."

Ryan pinched the ear of the coffee cup, looked down at the brown liquid, and said, "Maybe in the eyes of others, Ryan Winster has been entangled for more than ten years, and he became free and easy overnight."

"But I want to say, if the epiphany is not a [sudden] brain opening, how can it be called an 'epiphany'?"

"Epiphany." Emilia put her hand on her chin lightly, and she said with a smile: "So, compared to the 'analytical thinking' that follows the rules, you are more inclined to open your mind."

"Eastern people often use this term to explain their [Breakthrough of Realm]."

Emilia took a sip of her coffee and said, "However, their explanations are so mysterious, I'd better use the words I'm better at explaining."

"Brain-open thinking, focusing on 'diversification of attention span'."

"Lenovo," Ryan said.

"Yes."

"Not that academic." Ryan shook his head and said, "In my opinion, there is only one reason why I suddenly figured it out."

"Tell me."

Emilia said curiously.

"I'm a psycho."

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Emilia took a sip of coffee lightly.

"Not surprising?" Ryan frowned.

"Not surprising." Emilia put down the coffee cup, shook her head, and said, "This is the answer I imagined."

"Because you changed from human to non-human."

"Thinking patterns, and even changes in temperament, seem to be fully explainable."

"It's the biological side of 'acquired mental illness'."

Lane nodded.

"Almost." The answer is somewhat ambiguous, but it is much easier to accept than "dual personality".

This thing is old.

Ryan drank the coffee and squinted his eyes. He seemed to be remembering something after putting down the cup.

"I've seen an animation called "Parasite."

Emilia signaled Ryan to continue.

"The hero Izumi Shinichi had his heart pierced, and then, the [alien race] that replaced his arm and parasitized on him, in order to prevent the death of the host so that it was buried with him, it scattered its own body and repaired it. Izumi Shinichi's heart."

"During this process, it reduced its clone to the cellular level, causing some of its individuals to flow into Quan Xinyi's blood, making it difficult to recover."

Emilia blinked and said, "It's interesting, let's continue."

"Izumi Shinichi was originally a weak high school student, but after this treatment, he changed."

"He was like a parasite, tough, violent, apathetic, and he couldn't cry."

Lane told the story and Emilia listened.

"What about the final outcome?"

Emilia asked.

"forgotten."

Ryan spread out his hands in a bachelor's way. After a long time, he really forgot.

"Are you trying to say that you, like Izumi Shinichi, were forced to become a [monster]?"

Emilia looked at Ryan's chest, and she wondered, how many times has this guy's heart been pierced?

He raised his head slowly, with a clear Adam's apple, sharp outlines, and a clean face.

"The difference is that Izumi resists this change and fears that he will become an inhuman monster."

Ryan snapped his fingers, smiling brightly.

"I'm just worried that I'm not violent enough."

"Speech in the style of a witcher."

"Thank you."

Lane nodded.

This is not a society that discusses how man and nature can live in harmony, and now, it is not the time to entangle in meaningless thinking debates such as whether "I" is a "human being".

"Well--"

Emilia stood up and stretched.

Silver-gray hair fell from her shoulders and fell in full, undulating curves.

She seemed to have changed clothes.

In other words, the equipment department uses limited materials.Satisfy customers' pursuit of beauty as much as possible.

The dress was pretty much the same as the one I saw yesterday, the tailoring fit perfectly, but the color had changed slightly, and the style was more casual, not as solemn as the usual dresses.

Of course, with the way Emilia wears a white coat over a dress, no matter how solemn it is, it is not so solemn.

Ryan's focus wasn't on his upper body.

Emilia has slender legs.

The vague and profound matrix is ​​engraved on the top of the stockings by the "genius" in the way of weaving. If you look carefully, the hollowing out of each cluster of lace contains the mysterious spell of "weird power".

High heel.

Because of someone's strange remarks, Emilia changed her shoes.

Lane frowned.

"Repeat, there is no smell at all." Emilia was expressionless.

"Misunderstood." Ryan thought, and responded to Emilia, saying, "I'm really just admiring the legs."

The one who can say this kind of words in a high-sounding, fresh and refined way, and the listener can't produce other emotions except helplessness is none other than Ryan Winster.

Who made him say "smelly feet"?

"It's better than better."

Emilia sighed inwardly.

Stepping forward, the hem of the dress, on the mysterious black, is a dazzling and white absolute field.

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Emilia stopped, turned around, and looked Ryan up and down.

With a scrutinizing gaze, he looked carefully from top to bottom, and finally shook his head, as if it was a pity.

"It's a pity that a good clothes rack can be dressed in such a boring look."

Her hair flicked slightly, and Emilia smiled sweetly.

Lane is not particular about dressing.

It has always been a uniform style distributed by the agency. Even if the fabric with high protection level is used for the material due to special missions, the style will not be changed.

White shirt, black trousers, long suit.

Because the clothes are very comfortable, Ryan has been wearing them regardless of work and life. His wardrobe is full of uniforms of the same style, and SpongeBob SquarePants calls them experts.

"Life and work must be clearly distinguished, Mr. Xiao."

"dull?"

"I don't deny that my dressing style is very simple."

"I'm a pragmatist."

Ryan loosened his tie and said, "When you attend an important occasion, or have other needs, just go to the equipment department to customize it."

As he spoke, his eyes lit up.

Looking at Emilia, he said, "I've always wanted to ask them to customize a demon armament, like a Kamen Rider."

"Hidden in my belt, the drive is my phone"

Emilia slapped her forehead.

"I advise you not to do that."

"The last time someone had to press the phone to enter 555 to perform a poss to transform, and was sent flying more than 50 meters by the tail of the highest-level demon in the process."

"Is he all right?"

"A lot of bones are broken, and people are fine." Emilia said helplessly.

This is not a big deal.

The medical department has seen many strange reasons for injuries.

There are quite a few diseases caused by mad scientists themselves, which makes people feel creepy and anti-human.

Hippocrates knew it, and he probably climbed out of the statue to beat someone up.

"fine."

Lane is stubborn in some ways.He said stubbornly: "I am more resistant to battle armor, I just want to experience it."

Who can refuse liquid metal to wrap the whole body?
Kamen Rider!That's Kamen Rider!

"You are so childish."

Emilia crossed her arms and shook her head.

"A man is a boy till he dies."

Lane said.

"Are you free tomorrow, little brother?" Emilia raised fox ears on her head, and stroked the broken hair on her forehead with her white hands, with a playful expression.

"Besides yes, what else can I answer?"

Ryan knew that the [-]-day training content was still in her hands-although her career as a Japanese teacher had not been successful, most of the [-] days would not escape.

"Hime Kaguya is not in a hurry, and we really don't need to be in a hurry."

It was because Ryan was afraid that his bones would rust if he stayed in the academic department for a long time.

A cool breeze blows from the leaves in the atrium.

Emilia did not respond directly to Ryan's question. She leaned against the door frame and crossed her two long, plump legs in a relaxed manner.

Raising her snow-white hand, she smiled and said, "Are you interested in leaving the academic department and going to see the outside world?"

Ryan always felt that in this suffering world, "relaxing" and "living" were very luxurious things.

"Minister. Want to go shopping in the city?"

Ryan hesitated.

The damn responsibility bound him.

"Tell me honestly, since you entered the academic department, how many times have you traveled far during the free time?"

Emilia laughed.

"Not once."

"Because not long after I entered the Academic Department, I was assigned an extremely long and persistent project, and Minister Victor told me that this belongs to 007's work."

"Theoretically, I have been working all the time, it's just the difference of where."

The more Ryan said, the weirder his expression became.

"sorrow!"

Emilia snorted twice.

"Without one of you, the earth will not stop spinning." She raised her slender index finger, pointed at Ryan, and said domineeringly: "Tomorrow, you will be mine."

"Go out and play."

Ryan looked terrified.

Raise your hand to report.

"Say."

Emilia crossed her arms and looked down at him.

"Are pets allowed?"

"No."

The beautiful minister rolled her eyes, turned around, and shot him a bad look before pushing the door to leave.

"Tomorrow morning, I will come to your dormitory to find you in person."

"Clean it up nicely."

After speaking, Emilia opened the door and left.

"So, what about my cat?"

Ryan stared at the door for a while, then turned around, ready to pack up and leave.

"No, instead of worrying about her, worry about yourself."

Raphael's taste in life is much better than people.

She can take care of herself.

"Don't you go out every day?"

"Is there any point in saying that?"

Talking to this cat that has lived for thousands of years, there is no so-called intrigue, only a few options, one: be mad at her to death.

Two; piss her off.

Three: The two sides interact passionately, and no one can do anything to the other.

Raphael spread out on the sofa, scratched his forehead, and suddenly smiled strangely: "Wait, wait, if you just went out, you wouldn't tell me so much."

"with who?"

"Is that Emilia Gena?"

Lane applauds her.

Because Rafael didn't care what Ryan was doing during the day, and Ryan wouldn't take the initiative to mention who he stayed with.

Therefore, he wants to applaud Raphael's keen observation skills.

"It's almost done, you smell like her all over you."

Raphael rolled his eyes.

Night elves have an amazing sense of smell and an amazing memory.

Ryan leaned against the back of the sofa, sinking his body into the softness.

"You boy."

"Shouldn't you be back at night?"

After eating, he started to get lazy. Raphael babbled, stretched, and lay peacefully on the sofa, flicking the cat's tail.

She turned her face sideways, narrowed her eyes, and said to Ryan.

"It depends on what my boss wants."

Ryan said calmly.

"Damn it."

The black cat's tail stood up, and she stared at Ryan, her eyes starting to glow.

"Why are you lying flat?"

"Pretending to be a weak boy? How about you look at the muscles on your body before you say such things?"

After staying with Ryan for a while, her evaluation of this kid is very domineering.

"It's not like you."

"I just feel that since I came into this world, my purpose in life has been missing."

Lane blinked.

"Does this have anything to do with what I just said?" Raphael's voice was weird.

"Don't interrupt."

Ryan grimaced.

"The Yujian rides the wind, and eliminates the demons between heaven and earth." Ryan Biao said a Chinese poem, regardless of whether Raphael could understand it or not.

"A junior high school boy?" Rafael glanced suspiciously at Ryan up and down.

"I didn't learn to be transparent."

"There's nothing wrong with living chicly."

Lane shrugged.

"So, does the life motto of the second-year boy have a lot to do with your current attitude towards things and people?"

"Is this chic?"

Raphael didn't understand very well.

Shaking her head, she said, "If you stay outside overnight, wash it off before you come back, my nose can't stand the smell."

"I don't think it's that exaggerated."

Ryan sneered.

"Just a walk around town."

In the time Ryan has at his disposal, he rarely leaves the academic department. To be honest, it's good to go and have a look.

"Is there a possibility that she wants to pick you up?"

Raphael is like a hooligan.

Ryan's expression suddenly sank. He assumed the pose of a "thinker", pondered for a long time, and then said, "Do you think Minister Emilia is a rich woman?"

"Forget it, why don't you count it?"

Raphael crossed his legs, sleeping enchantingly, and said with a smile: "The woman who controls the [lifeline] of this country, or even the whole world."

"outstanding."

Ryan twisted his neck, and his bones crackled.

"For intelligent beings, mating is a genetic instinct.

"Note, I used [mating] instead of [reproducing offspring]."

"Higher intelligent creatures like humans can get pleasure from mating, but not from reproduction."

"In high-pressure and dangerous situations, people may mate to relieve stress, but reproduction is impossible."

Raphael said a lot of content, just for the last gossip below.

"Who do you want to mate with, and who do you want to breed with?"

With a pair of big round eyes on his petite and cute face, Raphael looked directly at Ryan with a curious tone.

Ryan originally wanted to talk about his xp system.

But it was too rich, and he had some difficulty in phrasing for a while.

Inexplicably, he looked at Raphael.

His brow furrowed, his eyes twinkled.

"You said, an intelligent creature?"

Raphael felt uncomfortable being looked at by him.

"What's the matter?"

"You count too."

With a smile on his face, Ryan said, "Which one do you like? There is always aesthetics that step on your point?"

"Is it a human figure, or a cat?"

Raphael avoided his eyes and refused to answer the question.

"Humans are animals that seldom mate for pleasure."

"."

"How do night elves satisfy their spiritual space? Or, transform into a human form to obtain—"

Raphael ran away in a panic.

(End of this chapter)