Mystery: Two or three things between me and Tianzun God

Chapter 104 Pales: Fun~
"Please me?"

When this was mentioned, Ron immediately became energetic.

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and finally he looked firmly at the witch in front of him and snorted softly:

"Hmm, how can you please me?"

"Your Highness... I can follow your footsteps and serve you. I can do anything you ask me to do..."

The witch lady showed a shy posture, and her tone was extremely soft, which made people think.

"Stop your hypocritical attitude!"

The blond boy did not coddle the beautiful lady and warned her directly. Then he changed his voice and looked at Aaliya, whose face turned pale again:
"I do have something I want you to do, but the specifics will depend on your performance..."

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"It should be right here..."

At this time, Leonard had arrived on the third floor and outside Mrs. Sharon's bedroom.

He took out a small piece of wire from his trouser pocket, inserted it through the crack in the door, and easily opened the locked door.

After cautiously scanning the surroundings, the senior Nighthawk who found nothing unusual slipped in through the crack in the door.

"Ahem, what does this smell like!?"

As soon as he entered, a blood-spraying fragrance penetrated Leonard's nostrils, making the midnight poet, who was also single, feel uncomfortable.

"Boy, be careful. According to the current situation, Mrs. Sharon should be a sequence six witch!"

Sensing Leonard's deflated appearance, Pales's voice suddenly came out as a timely reminder.

"Sequence six!? Old man, how did you tell?"

The poet with dark hair and blue eyes adjusted his breathing, tested his head slightly, and asked in a low voice with some surprise.

"Haha, why do you need to look at this!?"

"The name of Witch Path Sequence Six is ​​"Happiness", and they are also called Happy Witches!"

"And you accidentally broke a few spider threads when you came in. This is also the extraordinary ability of the Witch of Joy!"

"So, your colleague is really, tsk tsk tsk..."

Pales Zoroaster did not hold anything back and happily told everything he observed, popularizing the "common sense" of the extraordinary world for his fellow poets.

"It seems that Klein's talent is obviously better than mine..."

After hearing such a reply, Leonard Mitchell sighed with a strange expression.

The crimson moonlight shines in from the balcony window. The bedroom is very dim and there is no other light source.

However, such an environment cannot trouble the loyal guards of the goddess of the night.

The midnight poet glanced around through his dark eyes and saw the messy bed, as well as various stockings and suspenders scattered on the ground.

The skilled movements and excellent skills of the senior Nighthawks provided him with great help.

I saw him carefully avoiding those strange things and starting to rummage in the room.

"There is nothing here..."

"Old man, have you discovered anything?"

In the end, he found nothing, so he sought help from his grandfather.

"Boy, I am not a machine that answers wishes!"

This Sequence One who has survived from the Fourth Age to this day is a little angry. Although the host's low IQ means it is easy to fool, but if the IQ is too low, then there is something...

Just like the Nighthawk in front of him, ever since he parasitized into his body, he has always been treated as a tool by people asking questions, and this kid himself will make some stupid moves from time to time.

"Fortunately, he is from the Night Path. I have no intention of occupying his body, otherwise my IQ would probably become lower..."

Pales Zoroaster curled his lips in disgust. "Hey, old man, you didn't find anything, so you said that on purpose, right?"

Leonard was not discouraged after being rejected. Instead, he raised the corner of his mouth and responded as usual.

"Hmph, boy, to be honest, it's a shame that you took the dark path!"

"The most valuable items in this room are behind you, in the wall behind you!"

"And are you a pig? Why don't you look for a hidden space in this room? You will secretly hide your own poems, let alone those members of the secret organization!?"

Palles felt like he was being provoked, as if he saw someone who died happily resurrected in Leonard.

The old man twitched his lips at first, and then immediately mocked him without hesitation. His sarcasm undoubtedly had the flavor of the Red Angel, which made Leonard, who was so proud, unable to laugh anymore.

"I just don't want to be appreciated..."

After muttering in a low voice, the senior Nighthawk turned around nimbly, came to the location pointed by Pales, took down the cover, and discovered the safe hidden inside.

Thanks to the advice of the grandpa who stole it, this rather complicated safe did not play a very decent role. Leonard soon picked the lock and revealed the contents.

Gold and jewelry caught the eye, but this did not attract the slightest attention from the poet-like gentleman.

Thanks to his previous lessons, he began to search for the mezzanine in the safe, and soon discovered something unusual.

The iron plate on the mezzanine was pulled open with a "crunch", and Leonard's eyelids jumped when he saw what was inside.

"Boy, don't touch it, that's the statue of the original witch!"

Pales Zoroaster reminded him in time to prevent this guy with a bad mind from doing anything stupid.

"Ahem, old man, I'm not that stupid yet!"

Leonard blushed, suppressed the right hand that had just moved, and retorted harshly.

"The evidence is enough now, go and report to your captain!"

As if Pales Zoroaster had already seen something, he laughed disdainfully in his heart and urged Leonard.

"it is good"

The poet classmate nodded in agreement. Just as he was about to exit, his eyes suddenly glanced at the photo next to the statue.

The photo showed a young man with a simple and innocent appearance.

Mrs. Sharon's former lover?
"I can't tell that even a witch has an unforgettable love."

When the poet Leonard saw this scene, he unconsciously thought a lot in his mind, and he immediately sighed. If the occasion had not been inappropriate, he would have recited a poem to express the inexplicable feelings deep in his heart.

"Hahaha, boy, you think too much, Mrs. Sharon is a witch!"

"Old man, this is your fault. What's wrong with the witch? According to the teachings of the church and the laws of Loen, you are discriminating against women!"

When Leonard saw this, he immediately put on a serious posture and educated the old man with backward thinking in his body.

"You know nothing!"

"The man in that photo is Mrs. Sharon!"

"That's what he looked like before he drank the Sequence Seven "Witch" potion!"

"Hahahaha, I am so happy. How come your colleague was spotted by this toy when he was out shopping?"

"What a blessing!"

"Hahahaha"

　Happy New Year!

　　The author is here to wish his friends a happy New Year.

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