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Frankenstein was puzzled by the transaction between the two adults, but this did not prevent her from continuing to try to keep Laidicia. She grabbed Laidicia's skirt with a small hand and pulled it into her arms to die. hold on.

The female high school student's short skirt couldn't withstand being pulled like this, and even the safety pants were exposed, which only made Leticia's face embarrassed: "Don't be like this, Lord Angel..."

"Woo...Woo!" Frankenstein nodded majestically, indicating that there is absolutely no problem with you staying.Pointing to the suitcase in the room, as if telling her to handle everything about money.

Weston: "..."

Is she addicted to begging?

PS: It's a small matter for my mother, a minor injury.completed today

Chapter 58 A week flies by

Under Frankenstein's strong request, Leticia finally stayed in Paris.

But that night Frankenstein took the writing on the suitcase and the bowl to go to the hotel entrance to beg for food. After being watched by Leticia, the heart of the Virgin was completely infected.

Without hesitation, she withdrew a thousand francs from the account her parents called, saying that she would bear all the expenses these days.

For several days, the local tyrant Leticia took Weston and Frankenstein to visit French culture.Such as the Eiffel Tower, the Arc de Triomphe, the Louvre, Notre Dame de Paris, the banks of the Seine, the Palace of Versailles, etc., are often the places where Weston and others stop...

Especially some visiting places related to classical history really made Weston steal the cultural relics inside; summoning Napoleon and Louis XIV.It's a pity that this Holy Grail War is not in France, otherwise these catalysts would really be a good choice.

In an open-air cafe near the Palace of Versailles in Paris, there are three cups of hot coffee on the tables and chairs. Frankenstein sits next to Weston, takes the coffee and blows it into the mouth, and suddenly there is a beep in his ears. Bili's golden electricity, and the nutrient-poor and fattening coffee shorted out some of her parts.

The girl Leticia looked at the magician on the opposite side who watched her familiar make weird noises with relish, and her expression seemed a little speechless.

Is this a leak?Why drink it.Obviously can't replenish the magic power!

Through the encounters these days, Leticia also basically understands that there is a group called 'magicians' on the other side of the ordinary world.And Frankenstein, the "angel lord" in her eyes is a heroic spirit summoned by a derivative of a certain system created by a magician.Frankenstein was a monster in history, but he was distorted by that system into the cute girl in front of him.

"Actually, Mr. Magician, can my magic ability return?" Leticia asked guiltily.

She didn't care about the magic circuit before, but when she learned that to be a magician must have that kind of thing these days, she felt extremely regretful.

"What? Do you want to be a magician too?" Weston couldn't comment.

"I should be curious! For example, if there is a magic association that stands in the first year of AD, I may have the qualifications..." Leticia said expectantly.

"You can't even learn mathematics well, let's forget about magic!" Weston gave Leticia a blow without hesitation.Telling the other party the knowledge about magic is already the limit, and if you want to lead the other party to the path of a magician, that is harming the other party.

Just because the girl paid for free food and drink these days, Weston felt that getting together and relaxing was the best choice for her.

"Is that so..." Leticia lowered her head in frustration.

"In terms of your aptitude, maybe I transplanted your magic circuit for your own benefit." Weston said something that confused Leticia.

The aptitude that Weston refers to is the "spiritualization" that Leticia showed when the excision was performed at that time. In the field of magic, it should be a sign of some kind of possession, or even a "sage's talent" .Weston was convinced of that just from the strange state in which the girl's personality changed from an ordinary high school girl to a leader's temperament from time to time these days.

Leticia asked: "Are you poorly qualified?"

"Well, in fact, even if you become a magician and participate in the Holy Grail War, you will be killed by cannon fodder." Weston said something he didn't believe.He always felt that the other party's "spiritualization" was very strange.

Frankenstein on the side listened to the conversation between the two, and she really wanted to tell Leticia that her qualifications were not bad, otherwise she would not have chosen this child to be her master candidate.But when her Master forced her head down, the hint she gave to Leticia couldn't be fulfilled.

"Ah...!" Frankenstein raised his head in dissatisfaction, and poured warm coffee on Weston without hesitation to vent his resistance.

Passers-by looked sideways at him, watching the scene of 'bear children rebelling against adults' with mockery.

"Pfft!" Leticia couldn't help laughing.Originally, Weston's clean clothes were suddenly covered with a layer of chocolate-colored patterns, which looked really funny.

But in the next moment, she couldn't laugh anymore.

A cup of coffee was also splashed on her clothes without hesitation. Leticia looked at the young man across from her in astonishment with a dull expression.

"That's fair."

"How could you do this..." Leticia couldn't believe it, what about gentlemanly manners?

Fortunately, it was just coffee stains, not white water, otherwise it would be enough to turn her white school uniform transparent.But even so, part of her underwear is still revealed.Leticia shyly covered the exposed marks on her chest, and got up from the chair.

"I'm going back to the hotel."

"I'm going to clean it up too."

"Yeah!" Frankenstein nodded in agreement, then poured Leticia's half-drunk coffee on himself.Pointing at my body as if to say, 'It's all the same now'

Weston, Leticia: "..."

Back at the hotel, Leticia was the first to go into the bathroom to change out of her school uniform, and put on the only skirt she wore this time, which looked a lot like the pleated shower skirts worn by French ladies in the [-]th century. But there was clearly a personal touch to tailoring, and keeping hers from walking would have been a hassle.

Weston stared at the other party with scorching eyes, and said in amazement: "I don't understand what purpose you have in wearing this kind of clothes in the hotel."

"What, all the other clothes have been sent to the dry cleaners, only this set..."

"It's just a cultural dress I'm going to attend a banquet." Leticia bowed her head in defense, and the other party's eyes seemed to see through all her thoughts.

Don't stare at people like that, it's really annoying.I just don't want to be underestimated, there's nothing wrong with that.

"Yeah!" Frankenstein took off everything, stood naked in the bathroom, and pushed his master forward. She was holding a set of cartoon T-shirts bought by Leticia and was about to change. .

Weston leaned forward, grabbed the half of Leticia's white outline with both hands, and threw her down.

thump!

Both of them fell to the ground, and the back of Leticia's head hit the wall of the bathroom, staring at her eyes. Before she realized it, Weston had already retracted his hand, got up calmly, and stretched out his hand to pull her up: " Are you okay?"

Leticia hummed and thanked Weston.