"My lord, your... figure is so great!" Beta said in her sleep.

"...So that's how it is."

Ypsilon immediately understood the reason.

"Huh huh huh~ Beta, you must have made a mistake. Although you are very charming, the Lord's charm is even stronger! Did you get charmed before you charmed that Lord? You are worthy of being Lord Anye! "

This is a big failure.

Not only did he not charm the Lord.

He also showed his ugly face in front of the Lord because of nosebleeds and drowning, and his favorability level has definitely dropped!

"what!!!"

Suddenly at this moment Beta opened his eyes.

The wave came directly and he sat up in shock while dying of illness.

Her expression went from dull to stunned to ecstatic!

"Master Anye gave me artificial respiration!"

Beta bounced off the ground and put on a victory pose,

Although she accidentally got a nosebleed and drowned in the hot spring because she was fascinated by her master's figure, Beta clearly remembered that she was given artificial respiration by her master.

This wave of blood profit!The ultimate profit!

"Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaah?!!!"

Ypsilon was petrified on the spot and screamed, is there such a hidden reward?She can't accept it! !

The second update, asking for flowers, asking for tickets, asking for a reward.

Chapter 225, is this special meow the summoning of heroic spirits?

"Are you the only one in Ypsilon? Where is Beta?"

In the city's most exclusive hot spring hotel, Mo Ge yawned and stretched his limbs, although yesterday's hot spring was wasted because of Beta's nosebleed.

But you can still enjoy it elsewhere.

It's such a shame to be honest.

If Beta could hold on yesterday, Mo Ge wouldn't have minded eating the silver-haired elf so easily... but she fainted herself.

So what’s the point of making money with blood?

It's obviously wrong.

[The Trial of the Goddess] is today.

Mo Ge originally wanted to confirm the battle plan with the two girls, but in the early morning, only Ypsilon was waiting for him.

"Lord, that hateful villain, ah, no, Beta has already gone to the venue. I will be your personal attendant today. Please do whatever you want."

"Is that so...you are very big today."

"Yes, eh?"

"Nothing, nothing."

Not Ypsilon’s astonished gaze,

Mo Ge looked away from her fierceness.

Ypsilon immediately blushed and straightened his back.

She wears clothes that completely cover her neck and collar, but always deliberately emphasizes her chest.

This feeling of not wanting people to notice and see me, but also wanting people to think I am big is very contradictory.

But who told her that her evil was a fake slime.

"Eh~"

Mo Ge fell into memories.

It was about six or seven years ago

Ypsilon once prostrated himself on the ground, kneeling in front of him in the most humble posture and the most desperate posture.

With an aura that both Gama and Ningguang were ashamed of, he sought a certain piece of knowledge from the Black Prince.

Ypsilon: "Lord Anye, please tell me how to make the evil stronger!"

Mo Ge: "...Sorry, I don't know."

Ypsilon: "Why, how could this happen? Even the Lord doesn't know about it."

Mo Ge: "…………"

Even the Black Prince, who has 810 books in his head, has no reliable knowledge on how to make Hungry grow bigger, whether in his previous life or the previous life.

An airport is an airport, and a pyramid is a pyramid.

Some of a person's conditions are determined by his or her innate DNA, and no world anywhere has developed enough to change the DNA sequence.

Even if I searched through all the forbidden books in the Magic Kingdom, I couldn't find a magic that could make that part bigger.

Mo Ge: "So I'm sorry, Ypsilon, your ideal cannot be realized."

In the past, he had thought that the girl would give up.

But Mo Ge never expected it.

Ypsilon's obsession is so deep that he has gone astray!

In other words, use slime tights to pad your breasts.

Mo Ge: "I think I am tolerant and generous. We will look at most things from an objective point of view and will not make biased comments without authorization... Let's just do it. Anyway, there are only so many people in this world. It's not a lot, and I wouldn't say it's bad, but...

Your special padding is too exaggerated. "

It's obviously a racecourse, but it's like climbing Mount Everest!It has gone beyond the level of padding and is [-]% completely false!

But even so...

"Ahem, then, then what."

"My lord?"

"Today's weather, um, it's not right, Ypsilon is also in great shape today."

Mo Ge hesitated for a while before saying this.

Originally, with his self-esteem, he would never praise any fake. After all, no matter how realistic the imitation is, the fake will still be fake after all.

Between pirated copies and genuine copies, normal people would choose the latter.

But even if it is false.

The black prince felt that he should still work hard for his important subordinates, no, be persistent?Still not right, it should be said to be the crystallization of obsession to show respect.

Mo Ge: [Just use fake breasts. As long as you are happy with Ypsilon... I look forward to your exposure. 】

On the other side, after receiving praise from his master, Ypsilon felt that all his efforts so far had been rewarded, and he immediately said excitedly.

"No, I dare not take it! Ypsilon still needs to work harder! Well! I will work harder!"

"Um, don't try too hard."

"No, I will definitely work harder/get higher!"

It seemed like my own encouragement had the opposite effect.

Mo Ge looked with embarrassment at Ypsilon, which was already on fire after receiving the recognition. It seemed that he was really planning to reach the top of the evil path. (see picture)

Forget it, forget it.

The darkness is too deep.

But what shocked Mo Ge the most was that Ypsilon actually became stronger and stronger on this evil path.

In order to make her slime breasts look not out of place, she practiced her magic manipulation to the extreme.

So much so that it got the evaluation of [Dense].

He obviously doesn't have any "genius" talent, but he has mastered magic manipulation to the same level as the Black Prince.

It can only be said that all roads lead to Rome, even if it is an evil path, it is still a road, and you will become stronger when you reach the end.

"Ahem, it's almost time to explain the battle."

"Ah, yes!"

Finally, Mo Ge confirmed the plan.

"Emmm, was it formulated by Gamma?"

"Yes."

"As expected of her, it's a perfect plan... but the core refining is not thorough enough. Let's follow mine this time. If nothing else happens, we can get everything done in one go today."

"々` As expected of Lord Anye, I will notify everyone immediately."

Ypsilon took out the communication magic tool and informed all the garden girls in the Holy Land that the plan had changed.

Initially, the girls were a little skeptical when they heard the news, but knowing that it was their beloved Lord, they immediately obeyed Lord An Ye's decision.

In the [Dark Night Courtyard].

Mo Ge's words are the supreme law.

Even if the god makes a mistake, the master will never make a mistake. He only needs to follow and obey.

Mo Ge: "The goddess's trial is... subtle."

A large annual event held in the Holy Land.

The challenger will awaken the memory of the ancient warrior from the sanctuary, and then duel with that memory. Of course, not everyone can summon it, and those who are not strong enough will not get a response from the sanctuary.

Even if there are hundreds of people participating, only a dozen people can be summoned in the end.

(Sanctuary, summoning of ancient warriors...isn’t this special meow the summoning of heroic spirits?!)

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