The sin of wearing a crown

The name Amiste Russell, and the huge power represented by this name, made more people who understood the information flock to this salon. Lynn felt like he was the only one playing in the band, like Tom who was in a hurry. Cats have to serve various musical instruments.

On the premise of maintaining your demeanor, you must also ensure that you don't make mistakes.

If you misremember the family honors of some nobles, it would be a joke. In response to Linn's sausage-like response, Amiste gracefully waved her fan and whispered coquettishly into his ear.

"Reliable and capable Mr. Lin En, I'm tired enough today. Let's go back and rest. Hmm, if you're fast enough, you might be able to catch me panicking in the bathroom, and then punish me severely. I am a wicked woman~~"

Then……

The countess smiled and left Linn here, and ran away first.

Lin En tried hard to maintain a smile during the social interaction, but her fists were clenched involuntarily. No matter how long we have been together, Amiste can always easily stir up the fire in a man's heart sometimes. When facing this beauty, you can't bear to beat her with your fists, so you can only choose to whip her hard. .

I swear by the inexhaustible energy of the "Lake Fairy".

When he goes back today, someone will be in trouble today, and it will be a big trouble. He has prepared nine methods in his mind, nine cruel methods that will make her cry and beg for mercy.

Lin En's thoughts can only be suppressed in her heart now.

He actually kept socializing until the sun was already setting. His head started to get slightly hot and he protested against the master not to write down so many things in detail for that bad woman. Only then did he slowly calm down.

Lin En, who breathed a sigh of relief, directed the attendants to carefully pack the two dried paintings and send them back to the Ocean Palace. These two paintings are favorites of both myself and the Countess. They are painted as a couple, in pairs. They are a rare and unexpected harvest during this autumn hunt.

While the young gentleman was busy here, a shabby figure came over to talk to him timidly.

Painter Worden.

This humble artist who took advantage of the opportunity provided by Lynn and became a celebrity suddenly had facial muscles sore from smiling all day long. The humble temperament left on him has not yet been washed away by flattery, and Woden did not say anything but his whole body just floated up, and no one paid attention to him.

As a humble and polite guy, he kept holding on to his hat and waited quietly aside, temporarily declining all kinds of invitations and greetings. It wasn't until Lin En was almost busy that he dared to come over and talk.

"Mr. Linn, please allow me to admire your beauty. Your brilliance is like the blazing sun, attracting everyone's attention. The undulations of the golden scales on the sea are the gifts you sow. I, Woden, a humble man, can use a paintbrush Drawing your grace is the greatest honor of my life, and I swear that I will follow your beauty..."

"Uh, stop for a second."

Lin En, who was already a little weak mentally, quickly interrupted this guy's extremely disgusting flattery. The fiery light flashing in his eyes seemed to be able to burn candles directly to ashes. When it fell on Lin En's body, he felt a little warm. Weird chill.

Oh my God, the person he helped me do good deeds every day couldn't be a gay man, right?

I heard that those who play art are more capable than ordinary people. What kind of hahaha, uncensored conference, gay men and lesbians are actually around me, they are really discussing the forefront of art, facing issues arising from morality and law. Coupled with the crazy pollution in this world, sometimes artists are also high-risk professions.

"I have heard more compliments today than in my seventeen years of life combined. If you are willing to state your purpose simply and clearly, I will be very grateful." Lin En forced a smile.

One compliment will benefit your body and mind, ten compliments will make you feel sublimated, and too many compliments will make you feel nauseous.

"Oh, that's it. I want to express my gratitude to you, but I am so humble, like a tiny dust in front of you. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have worked so hard to create this painting, which is an amazing achievement. . My only prayer is that your amazing beauty will not be lost. I am willing to fix this beauty for you forever."

"Um, is there anything else..."

Lin En felt a little nauseous at this time. He felt that he might have met a gay. After all, artists can do anything to get materials. In this world of extraordinary existence, being gay is considered light taste. These are Rich people are usually tired of playing. In private, they will do anything for sensual enjoyment. Not only [Daughter of Cups], but even other righteous gods still have extreme sects.

Linn suddenly regretted helping Worden. He felt that he might have harmed him and suddenly elevated him to a position that did not belong to him.

His eyes were filled with the blazing light of a fanatic.

With the shadow of the previous [Painless Apostle] divinity, Linn was honestly a little arrogant about this world with infinite potential lunatics.

"Oh, I also have a friend, my guide. He hopes to have a discussion with him after you calm down a little." Worden's enthusiasm has finally subsided a lot.

"Your friend? Where is he?" Lynn decided to send Warden and his friends away quickly.

It would be best to never meet again.

Worden enthusiastically introduced a middle-aged man with a weathered appearance, a goatee, and exotic clothes to Lin En. This man has a name as unique as his appearance: Xinchazan, and he is indeed not an Albion, but an elder from the Mesolon region.

The Mesolon region is rich in two things.

Yellow sand and oil.

The first is dispensable, but the second is an important component in the blood of today's powerful mainland countries. After being invaded by more powerful and excessive steel, gunpowder, and extraordinary beings, this desert tribal kingdom put aside its ancient dignity and rules and became a source of raw materials.

Facing the majestic and invincible battleships, as well as the demigod extraordinary people who came across the sea to suppress everything, any ancient and corrupt people would have to lower their heads.

Of course, in Albion's propaganda, the people in these places are barbaric and uncivilized natives.

They are lazy, ugly and despicable, and need civilized people to civilize them with iron and blood. The result of this kind of education is that the Mesolon region was merged into the civilized world after being severely beaten, but in a more humiliating and confused manner. Located in the Ambassador's Mansion in [Steam City], there is a piece of Mei Solon.