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The tone is brisk.

"Bronya, I'm glad you're okay, but..."

"About tomorrow's ruin exploration, I want your help..."

Cocolia was talking, but Bronya's ears didn't listen.

The starlight in her eyes faded gradually.

A silent sigh escaped from his mouth.

Tomorrow, the ruins will be explored. It seems that there is such a thing.

But so what?

Ignoring Cocolia's statement, Bronya said slowly.

"Otto him."

"Will be angry."

After speaking, she pushed the wheelchair and gradually turned around and left.

Only the man with the communication terminal in his hand was left standing in the snow.

Cocolia, who originally wanted to ask Bronya for help, stopped.

She didn't expect that Bronya left without even listening.

Cocolia clenched her fists.

What exactly did Otto do to Bronya, so that Bronya, who originally listened to her own words, did not dare to listen to her own words.

It must be a very cruel thing.

What did Bronya's body endure.

Cocolia bit her lip, and then tightly grasped her forearm.

"Bronya..."

And Bronya pushed the wheelchair back slowly, her expression was a little cold, but she was also very happy.

At least know that Cocolia is okay.

Tell Rosalia and them when they return to the headquarters of Destiny, they will be happy too.

Back at the living place, Yolandelle was already taking a shower, Otto was sitting on the sofa, holding a glass of red wine in his hand, and there was another wine glass on the table.

Apparently, during the time Bronya was away, Yolandelle and Otto drank a little.

Seeing Bronya come back, Otto raised his head and smiled at her.

"Welcome home, Bronya."

"Well. I'm back."

Bronya nodded obediently.

She opened her mouth.

She didn't know whether she should tell Otto about Cocolia looking for her.

What should Otto do if he suspects that he is in collusion with Cocolia?

While Otto shook the wine glass, he glanced at the silent Bronya, and then smiled.

He patted his thigh.

smiled.

"Come on, sit here."

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"Sit here."

The man's tone was relaxed, as if he was teasing a pet.

And the silver wolf he raised looked at the man's thigh.

And, the bathroom with the sound of water splashing.

"Yourandelle is taking a bath."

Bronya blinked, and even though she said so, she still stood up from the wheelchair.

Her legs would have been healed long ago.

Her delicate and slender legs were wrapped in stockings like silk and snow, without shoes, but directly stepped on the somewhat cold floor in winter.

A chill welled up from the soles of the feet.

But for the silver wolf who lives in the ice and snow all year round, these chills are nothing.

The Ural Silver Wolf came to the Tyrant of Destiny and sat obediently on the tyrant's lap.

And Otto grabbed the girl's waist and said with a smile.

"In this weather, even if you are wearing stockings, it will still be cold if you step on the ground directly."

"Don't catch a cold."

He shook the wine glass in his hand, the scarlet wine in the glass was like blood.

"Ah."

Bronya nodded, leaning against Otto's arms, her heart was beating violently.

"what happened?"

Otto looked at Bronya with a smile, and the emerald eyes were shining with light, which gave Bronya a feeling that he could see through everything.

"I..." Bronya opened her mouth. "Cocolia... just wanted to ask me for help."

"I refused."

She finally said it out.

When she said it, she breathed out, as if a stone was removed from her chest.

But Otto's eyes did not change.

He looked at the liquid in the glass and nodded.

"I know."

When Bronya said Otto's name, Otto's eyes turned to her, and he knew exactly what happened.

He was very satisfied with Bronya's confession to himself.

If Bronya pretends to be smart and hides it, then her grade in my heart will drop.

But he didn't say it, but said with a smile.

"Bronya, you are Cocolia's daughter, how could you refuse her."

Bronya's eyes widened slightly.

Hearing Otto's words, her brain was quickly thinking about the meaning of his words, and then she asked carefully.

"You want me to agree with her?"

Bronya guessed that Bishop Otto might want to act as a double agent himself, gain the trust of Cocolia, and then convey the anti-entropy information to him.

But... this...

Standing on the opposite side of Cocolia, Bronya can do it.

But pretending to listen to Cocolia, and then backstabbing and betraying Cocolia, she...

"Ah."

The defiant tyrant of destiny guessed Bronya's thoughts, and the laughter reached Bronya's ears.

"That method."

"Humph."

He didn't bother to use it.

Cocolia, who wanted to use this method, was also despised by him.

That woman's size, so be it.

However, Otto was also a little curious, just a small relic, why Cocolia would ask Bronya for help.

Could there be something else hidden in the ruins, or maybe Cocolia just wanted to find an excuse to listen to Bronya's voice?

If it's the latter, Cocolia is really clumsy and cute.

And Otto looked at Bronya, with his left hand on his slender waist.

With a friendly and gentle smile on his face, everyone who looked at him felt like a spring breeze.

Even though her voice and expression didn't change, Bronya still felt her heart beating violently.

"Why did you refuse?"

Bronya didn't answer, but raised her head, and even some tiny blood vessels could be seen on her snow-white neck.

Like wanting Otto to pull her collar.

Otto froze for a moment, then smiled happily.

He understood what Bronya meant.

She is the silver wolf of the bishop, so she won't do anything wrong to the bishop.

"Yes, listen."

Otto said with a smile, his expression was relaxed, leaning back against the sofa, looking leisurely.

"If you stay the same, I'll give you what you want."

Just a simple sentence, no threatening words.

Because it is not necessary.

He was very happy, besides little Teresa, there were all sensible girls by his side.

Otto picked up his glass and took a sip.

And his eyes fell on Bronya, on her legs in white stockings.

Following Otto's gaze, Bronya lowered her head and also looked at her stockings.

The coldness hits.

The wine glass tilted slightly, and the scarlet wine blurred with a bright red.

"Hey."

Otto made a voice like Ulandal.

"A little drunk, not sure."

He smirked.

Telling lies that even Teresa would not believe.

Obviously, this man did it on purpose.

And Otto was in a good mood.

Like a naughty urchin in kindergarten.

"Haha."

He laughed happily.

And Bronya could only helplessly look at this 500-year-old man and Otto who did bad things. Bronya only felt that the Catholic Church is sometimes like a child.

Like 500+ year old kids.

I don't know where he has grown up for more than 500 years, and sometimes he even shows a child-like expression.