They all call me master.

Chapter 681 Different!

After dressing up carefully, Yura put on a black backless long skirt and adjusted her waist to show off her figure. Then she looked towards the bathroom.

There, Lucius stood straight, worry in his eyes, and hidden...

Attachment!

He knew what she was going to do.

He wanted to stop her from going.

However, he was not qualified.

Not only am I not qualified, I am also not capable.

He couldn't help Yura, only the Nanlos 'medium' could help.

Unwilling!

A strong feeling of unwillingness surged in my heart!
Then, it turned into pain!

Yura felt the pain and couldn't help cheering in his heart.

Fun! so fun!
Interesting! So interesting!
In her previous plan, with the unexpected "favor of God", Lucius had long become less important, but she did not expect that Lucius could give her such a surprise.

She was really surprised that the memory that could be modified at will could produce such power.

Feeling his strength rising slightly.

Yura immediately walked up to Lucius, raised his hand and held Lucius' hand.

Yura's hands were cold.

Lucius' heart trembled and he felt even more distressed.

Hatred appeared on the young Avenger's face.

"I'll be back in a minute, don't worry!"

Yura said softly and hugged Lucius.

Then, he walked straight out.

Separated by a door.

Lucius' hatred became more and more obvious.

Yura's pride seemed tangible.

Arthur, who was watching all this, was muttering in his heart -

'Chess pieces! Chess pieces.

After being blinded by hatred...

You're really going to fall into the abyss.'

The young 'medium' thought in his heart while looking at Pendragon who was licking his fur nearby, and said directly: "Pan, what do you think is the nature of hatred?"

Pan: Meow?
The little kitty has a confused face.

Arthur continued.

"If we put aside the fact that we are defined as evil by others because we are powerful, what is hatred?

Nothingness, nothingness!
If you want to avoid being swallowed by this nothingness...

Tsk, forget it.

I don’t even believe this kind of thing, let alone someone who has his parents’ revenge on him?”

Arthur muttered to himself, while Pendragon beside him tilted his head, a puzzled look on his cat face.

Then, the kitten went to look for the dried fish and egg yolk in the cat bowl.

Since acquiring a relatively complete [Griffin Physique], Pendragon's appetite has greatly increased.

Arthur looked at Pendragon eating and smiled to himself.

“Eat when you are hungry, and take revenge when you have a grudge.

Is it necessary for a goody-goody like you to step forward?

Bah, you are worthy of it?"

Arthur spat at himself.

Afterwards, the young 'medium' adjusted his mindset and waited for Yura to come.

When the sound of high heels was heard on the stairs on one side of the terrace, Arthur had already opened the door he had broken through with a smile on his face. At the same time, the [Hand of Nothingness] came out with two cups of orange tea.

Yura's cup was normal.

Arthur's had double sugar and double honey.

"Good evening, Sir Kratos."

"Good evening, Ms. Eula."

Greet each other politely.

The only difference from before was that Yura, who was 'dressed up', was much bolder.

Just now, when this lady stepped onto the last step, she lifted up the hem of her skirt, apparently because her skirt was too long and it was inconvenient for her to walk.

This black skirt is not only backless but also slit.

Suddenly, the delicacy and whiteness were revealed.

It becomes more dazzling under the night sky.

In fact, under the lights on the terrace, the white color was somewhat reflective.

Arthur did not turn a blind eye to this. After a quick glance, a polite smile appeared on his face. Then, he handed over the orange tea.

“Orange tea I just made, over ice.

You try it.”

Arthur said this and picked up his own cup of orange tea.

And Yura just took a bite.

"tasty.

Sure enough, not going to the shore was the right choice.

I just saw that the lights were on here. Is it rude to disturb you?"

Yura held the teacup and looked at Arthur cautiously.

The modified eye makeup not only makes Yura's eyes look bigger, but also gives her eyes an upturned arc at the corners, making her look as charming as a cat.

However, those eyes were extremely clear.

Plus Yura's young face.

A complex temperament of being pure, naive and yet constantly charming others arises spontaneously.

No one will turn a blind eye.

The same thing happened to Arthur.

But unlike the others who were genuinely attracted, Arthur was faking it.

Arthur has no interest in a person who has seen tentacles coming out of his ears and eyes, eyeballs popping out, and eye sockets that look like bloody holes, no matter how beautifully he is dressed.

not to mention……

The other person is not as pretty as Melinda.

"of course not.

Compared to that gentleman just now, Yura, you are already very polite.

They are obviously from the same church, so I find it hard to imagine that the Saint Lady has no manners at all."

Arthur said smoothly.

The contempt and sarcasm in the tone made Yura happy.

She was still thinking about how to get to the point.

I didn't expect it to be so easy.

As for the arrogance of the 'Saint' mentioned by Arthur, the lady had no doubt at all - in the few times they met, both the high priest and the Saint gave her the feeling of being superior, even when using the communication stone, they were still domineering.

And she wasn't the only one feeling this way.

Some of her church members have said so too.

It is even rumored that the high priest and the saint are of noble birth.

Yura couldn't be sure whether this was true or not.

But now, what Yura can be sure of is: the opportunity has come.

'People like you who are born into aristocrats don't understand the meaning of the church's existence!

and so……

Leave everything to me!
I am the one who will lead the church to glory! '

Thinking in his heart, Yura, filled with greed and beauty, took a deep breath.

"You had an unpleasant conversation with the Saint?

I apologize in advance. Saint Lady did not mean it.

Lady Saint, it’s just that our background is different.”

Yura tried.

“The beginning and the process were not pleasant.

result?

Okay!"

Arthur began to slow down the pace of the conversation. The young 'medium' who took the initiative turned his teacup while speaking. When he noticed a flash of impatience in Yura's eyes, Arthur continued.

“But this is the only time we can cooperate!

After this time is over?
hehe. "

Arthur sneered.

Hearing this sneer, Yura was immediately overjoyed.

Ok!

Not the worst situation!
Thinking in his heart, Yura suddenly lowered his voice and said -

"I have a deal here too. Is Lord Kratos interested?"

As she spoke, the lady took out a rolled-up [Touch of Mihajlo].

Suddenly, Arthur frowned.

Because this [Touch of Mihaylo] is different from the previous ones.

(End of this chapter)