Your Royal Highness, I will eventually save you!

But it happened that there was a slightly noisy sound in the front yard, and he couldn't help frowning slightly. Logically speaking, there was only Hilarina at this time, but the slightly loud voice was obviously not Hilarina.

He looked at Miss Angel patiently: "I'll go out and have a look."

Out of the front yard.

There was no sign of Hilarina in the yard, but the tidy and clean front yard meant that Hilarina should have cleaned it once in the morning or at noon. He subconsciously glanced at it, and then happened to see a beautiful figure standing at the front door, a little out of sorts. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be Vanessa, who had spoken to him once at Deep Blue Academy. Litton was a little surprised.

Immediately afterwards, he remembered one thing. It had been three days since he went to the house of Atirantus, and it was not uncommon for any news to leak out. He mentioned that if Pace is cured, his reputation will become famous overnight, but it has been three days so far and only Vanessa has found it. He probably vaguely guessed that Steele should be among them He used means to temporarily suppress this incident of his.

"Vanessa, what's the matter?"

Litton slowly came to the front door and looked at Vanessa, who was standing pretty in front of her. Her earlobe was slightly red, and she subconsciously brushed the messy hair around her ears. She came to the door like this to find a boy. If it was her It was also the first time, but some news she got from the family made her have to verify it, if the news about this matter is correct...

Vanessa considered her words, then smiled gracefully: "Can I come in and sit for a while?"

Litton politely refused: "No."

"Eh..." Vanessa had already prepared a draft in her heart, and asked the question step by step, so that it would not appear abrupt and would not make him feel dissatisfied.

But he never expected that he would shut himself out directly.

For a while, I didn't know where to start.

Litton glanced at her, but he didn't look for trouble. According to the noble etiquette, it is the most basic etiquette to be invited in by the nobles who also came to the door, but he can guess the purpose of Vanessa's visit. He just wanted to ask him to verify the authenticity of the matter of the Atilantes family, but he didn't want to add trouble to himself, and it was still in such an emergency. He wished that she would disappear quickly so that he could turn around and go back to the kitchen to bake cakes.

Litton said again: "If it's okay, I'll take a rest, and we can talk about it another day."

Vanessa smiled a little far-fetched: "Sorry Litton, I bothered you."

Lytton looked calm.

Then he turned around and slowly disappeared into the front yard, only a little voice echoed on the blue bricks. Vanessa quietly watched his figure disappear in front of her, and sighed slowly in her heart, vaguely as if she had missed the best. The opportunity, if it was a good opportunity when he came back from the Royal Academy last time, I can be more determined...

Vanessa didn't stay any longer.

In the slightly longer corridor, Litton didn't pay attention to Vanessa's affairs anymore. To him, it was just a small episode. He came into the kitchen and took out the ingredients from the dark blue ring with familiar movements. He just finished constructing the stigmata. When I was hungry and dizzy, I almost forgot that I had hoarded a lot of ingredients and put them in the dark blue ring.

Half an hour passed.

He was baking a matcha-flavored cake when he heard a slightly familiar voice behind him. He was startled for a while, and then looked back. It was Hilarina, wearing a clean black and white maid dress, The slender and exquisite body was vividly outlined, and Qiushui seemed to be looking at him in surprise, as if he hadn't expected that he had finished forming the stigmata.

"you......"

"It's just in time, come and taste my new matcha cake, as an extra reward for you to work hard and clean up during this time." Litton suddenly reached out and pulled her forward, and took the freshly made matcha cake Served it to her.

Hilarina pursed her lips slightly.

Immediately, I didn't refuse the temptation of the cake. The magical and amazing taste of the last time is still fresh in my memory, and the taste of the cream and strawberry jam cake from the last time seems to remain in my taste buds.

Take a spoonful.

Tasted once, twice.

In a short while, more than half of the matcha cake in front of her was finished. She paused, her cheeks flushed slightly, then she put down the tableware and looked at Litton in front of her: "You have already constructed the intermediate stigmata. gone?"

There was a hint of curiosity in her Qiushui eyes.

Litton responded casually: "Well, the structure is over."

Hilarina opened her eyes slightly and opened her mouth slightly. She didn't know what to say for a while. Among the underage peers of the same age, there was already a stigmata constructor who could successfully construct intermediate stigmata. in front of myself.

"Okay, you don't need to clean up today, go back and rest quickly." Litton pushed the dazed Hilarina all the way to the front yard, and the latter reacted slightly.

And Litton has taken care of all the unstable factors.

Then, carrying the cake and matcha, she walked along the corridor to Miss Angel's room, paused in front of Miss Angel's room, and knocked on the door. As soon as she entered, Doris looked up.

Litton ignored it.

He put the matcha cake and the prepared puffs in front of Miss Angel, and then his eyes fell on her feet involuntarily, which was wearing silver-white combat boots. His subconscious mind sped up slightly. He blinked and said: " Doris, then I'll start..."

"...Um."

Doris seemed to have noticed his gaze as well, and she paused for a moment, then raised her foot slightly, and turned her head slightly to look at the cake in front of the table, with an unnatural look in her deep golden eyes.

Chapter 131 Massaging Miss Angel Again

A silver moon hangs in the night sky.

In a quiet room.

Litton's heart fluttered a little, and patiently held back the whirling thoughts in his heart, he stretched out his hand to gently hold her silky and warm calf, and at the same time took off the silver-white combat boots on her feet, one like suet. The jade-like bare feet without any blemishes were slowly exposed, his blood seemed to flow slightly faster, and the silver-white moonlight swayed on it, as if a light snow-white complexion was reflected.

One hand held her small and exquisite ankle very familiarly, and the other hand gently kneaded the skin on the instep of her foot, touching her silky white skin, there was a kind of stimulation that seemed to be blasphemy, Miss Angel The shape of her legs is extremely beautiful, the shape is extremely coordinated and perfect, the skin is crystal clear and tender, as if it can be broken by blowing a bullet, soft but elastic, and some people can't put it down.

Suddenly.

He remembered the last time when he was in the Ice and Snow Goddess Temple, he had inadvertently spied the beautiful legs of Connie, the first princess, and Fournier, the third princess, each with their own merits.

Litton was a little dissatisfied with the local position for a while. The big hands that were supposed to be massaging the soles and insteps couldn't help rubbing them lightly along Miss Angel's slender legs, but he didn't dare to be unscrupulous. The last time was the same. It's just a taste of the same position, but this time with experience, Miss Angel doesn't seem to mind very much, and even if Miss Angel really asks a question, he can confidently answer that this is an authentic means of relaxing muscles and activating blood... ..

Soon.

Litton paused for a moment.

He looked up.

Just when he noticed Miss Angel's golden eyes were staring at him, Litton thumped in his heart, then he blinked and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing."

Doris frowned slightly, and then she looked away slightly, looking at the night outside the window. There seemed to be a trace of unnaturalness on her delicate cheeks, but she tried her best to conceal it, and Litton didn't notice. At this point, his eyes were attracted by the scene in front of him. Miss Angel's delicate face slightly sideways could be called a beautiful picture modified by precision instruments.

I was a little stunned for a while.

For a long time.

A magnetic and melodious voice resounded like a clear spring. "......Done yet."

"Er...I..."

Litton suddenly realized that he was a little dazed just now, and the movements of his hands stopped involuntarily. As if he had noticed this, Doris looked at him and asked softly.

Lytton was about to speak.

But he carefully noticed that Doris was vaguely about to withdraw her calf, and he swallowed the unspoken veto in a daze, so he nodded lightly, did not rub her calf again, and He put the silver and white combat boots on the ground back on for her, and immediately noticed that the desserts and matcha cakes in front of Doris's table had been emptied.

"Doris, are you interested in making you a new dessert next time?" Litton asked.

"New?" Doris wondered.

"A dessert called ice cream. I'll let you try it as soon as it's made." Litton nodded. Making ice cream is not difficult. There are basically all the raw materials in this world, and it's very easy to make. It's not difficult for him, the most important thing is that girls like ice cream are very fond of things in the previous life, and it is estimated that Miss Angel will also like it.

"En." Miss Angel nodded her head.

"Then I'll go back to rest."

Litton just pushed open the door, and then seemed to remember something. He looked back at Miss Angel who was sitting at the table, and suddenly made a bold decision in his heart instead of asking her any more questions. : "Doris, I'll come back tomorrow to give you a massage."

Doris sat quietly at the table, and raised her eyes to look at him when she heard the sound, her golden eyes seemed to flicker slightly, and after a long while, she slowly replied: "...Yes. "

Coming out of Miss Angel's boudoir, he closed the door carefully, walked along the slightly long corridor, his feet were a little fluttering, he rubbed his face, but he couldn't restrain the corners of his mouth from rising slightly. The stigmata was never constructed as happy as this, and at the same time, I couldn't help but recall the white and delicate skin on the fingertips just now.

...Do you want to expand the part next time and give Miss Angel a shoulder massage?

A heart fluttered slightly.

A little restless.

Back to the room.

Litton took a deep breath and calmed down. At the same time, he sat down at the table. He took out the advanced stigmata construction paper from the dark blue ring. The power emitted by the stigmata has been significantly increased.

"It's time to engrave this on your body..." Litton reached out and erased the abbreviated version of the intermediate stigmata on his arm. When he stepped into Sequence 6, the power of the abbreviated version of the intermediate stigmata increased Obviously it has been restricted, there is no abnormal increase like in Sequence 9 or Sequence 8, it can barely increase the power of the body by [-]%, and the increase in magic power is not even half, obviously it can't keep up with Sequence .

"It would be great if there were high-level stigmata..." Litton suddenly became a little cranky. If he got the high-level stigmata, wouldn't he be able to reproduce a wave and make a simplified version of the high-level stigmata? Two words, invincible!

The idea is very good, but the occurrence rate of high-level stigmata is too low. Currently, there is only one high-level stigmata known in the country of Erlasli, and it is a high-level stigmata in the hands of the royal family.

"If you have time to explore the ancient ruins, maybe if you're lucky, it will explode..." Litton muttered to himself. A rare thing basically has a very low burst rate, and even the bottom of the lottery prize pool can only be released once.

He muttered.

But the movement in his hands did not stop, and he completely erased the simplified version of the intermediate-level stigmata on his arm, and instead printed the real intermediate-level stigmata on the advanced stigmata construction paper on his arm.

instantly.

A burst of extremely dazzling magic power immediately bloomed on the stigmata construction paper, traces of magic power along the arm were deeply imprinted on it like brand marks, and at the same time, as if they had established a connection with it, a continuous stream of terrifying power and magic power suddenly It burst in from the stigmata, drowning him instantly like an overwhelming mountain.

Chapter 132 Branding Intermediate Stigmata

Litton immediately felt that he had underestimated the power and magic that burst into the body from the middle-level stigmata, and the stigmata had been completed by Miss Angel. His whole body was like an ark in the sea, swaying for a while, But fortunately, he reacted quickly, did not panic or lose his sense of proportion, and responded calmly, splitting the burst of power streaks into a stream one by one.

He is not in a hurry, but very patient. As a stigmata constructor, patience is the most basic ability. He gradually gathered the differentiated power stripes into his body in an orderly manner. He was no longer as violent as before, and even There is a kind of stability and vastness that is as inclusive as the sea.

until late at night.

A silvery moon shines on the body

"It's finally over..."

Litton slowly opened his eyes, exhaled a foul breath, and then looked at the intermediate stigmata branded on his arm. It seemed very simple but looked at it carefully, and it was complicated in the stripes of magic power. Seeing a large number of traces of magic power on it, his heart moved slightly. The next moment, the extremely dazzling intermediate-level stigmata were immediately hidden, and they no longer released bursts of terrifying power fluctuations like just now.

He briefly sensed the new changes in his body, and then a gleam of light flashed across his eyes, a little surprised and ecstatic, he is already a Sequence 6, even if it is the effect of the simplified version of the intermediate stigmata on him They were all very small, but under the increase of the real intermediate stigmata, he found that the power in his body was almost tripled, but the magic power in his body had increased by [-]%.

Litton suddenly remembered the Sky Armor.

He was very impressed when Miss Angel gave him a demonstration in the Warcraft Mountains, and the last time he used the Sky Armor, he could only use the Zenith Blade and the Final Battle Shield two-piece set, but As a battle armor, but not, according to the reason given by Doris, she is temporarily unable to use the full sky armament in terms of magic power.

He also thought about it in his heart.

It is too much for me to use the Zenith Blade and the Final Battle Shield at once, but if I only use one weapon, wouldn't I be able to use it once or twice at that time, and this time with the strong increase of the intermediate stigmata, the body's The magical background has increased by [-]%, which also gave him a lot of confidence, but just after finishing the stigmata, a burst of drowsiness swept over him immediately.

Oh... the effect of black tea came up.

Litton's head reacted.

But I couldn't bear the eyelids to fight, and sleepiness hit my head, and I immediately lay down on the table and fell asleep. When I woke up the next day, Litton stretched his body, but found the second color of black tea. This kind of effect, black tea seems to have a special effect after waking up from sleep, and even the exhaustion and state of the body have returned to the best.

"It's really a good thing, but it's a pity that it's becoming less and less, so we should save it."

Litton took a little look at the remaining black tea leaves in his dark blue ring, and there was barely enough leftovers for two more brews, which was very little in itself, plus he gave a part to Miss Angel, so naturally there were only sporadic amounts left. half point.

Washed up a bit.