Original God, Fontaine Regent, was driven crazy by the player

"Hello, traveler."

"Perhaps you are temporarily wary of me, but please believe me, at least for now, my goal is the same as yours."

Ying asked tentatively, "Are you here to investigate why Tartaglia's Eye of God went out of control?"

Alechino: "..."

Looking at Young Master Tartaglia, Arechino twitched her eyes. She didn't understand what Tartaglia was thinking. She didn't even know anything about such a serious matter.

But since the travelers were currently too wary and didn't trust her, Arlecino just took it as it was.

"Yes, that's what you think."

Tartaglia was puzzled. "Hey, you just now didn't..."

With a snap, Tartaglia's mouth was covered directly.

Ying & Paimon: o_O?

Alechino smiled and said, "I just saw a mosquito, but it's gone now. Let's continue talking."

After being slapped, Tartaglia stared with a pair of innocent big eyes, not understanding what he had just said wrong.

Arlecchino is almost being killed by Tartaglia's stupidity.

Taking a deep breath, Alechino looked at Ying again.

"I'm sorry, you just mentioned that the Eye of God was out of control. Can you tell me the cause and effect and any clues you know?"

"This way I can help you better."

Tartaglia: "Why don't you ask me? I know that, too."

Alechino: "...Shut up!"

Ying and Pai Meng looked at each other in surprise, feeling that they had learned something new. It turned out that this was the way executives got along with each other.

The last executive, Sanbing and the Doctor, faced each other, and in the end Sanbing just wanted to cut the other into pieces.

Now that Tartaglia and Arlecino had done this to Ying, she quickly retracted her edgeless sword.

Staring with a pair of big sparkling eyes, he skillfully acted as a spectator.

As for talking to the two of them, Ying left it to Paimon. Anyway, she would say everything she wanted to say.

Here, Alechino completely understood the whole story from the narration of Tartaglia and Paimon.

"It's amazing. Even the Eye of God has lost control. This is the first time in history."

"The whale you mentioned and the clues you are feeling in Mello Petersburg are obviously related."

"Maybe the whale is here in Mello Petersburg. Even if it's not, it's still very relevant."

Arlecino reasoned, somewhat annoyed at the fact that Tartaglia was working honestly, "So, you are completely wasting your time."

"If it is really related to the loss of control of the Eye of God, then it must be something that ordinary people would not understand."

"Your investigation was going in the wrong direction from the beginning."

"It shouldn't be the weird talk of others, but the Melo Petersburg itself!"

After Alechino's analysis, Ying and Tartaglia were completely enlightened, as if they had been enlightened and their Ren and Du meridians were opened.

Instantly there was a clear direction!

Since you want to know the history of Melopentsky, you should ask people who should know it.

The three high officials of Fontaine are not here, so the only person who can answer their questions is the current ruler of Melo Petersburg, Duke Leosly himself.

"But before we take action, I have one more question."

Ying looked at Alechino, her eyes full of curiosity and suspicion.

"Although it's presumptuous to ask, I still want to ask, as an executive officer, what crime did you commit to be here?"

Tartaglia also turned his head to look at Arlecino, becoming curious about this topic that was avoided.

Paimon was a little excited, and showed the same expression as Ying, as if he felt like there was something to eat.

Alechino's expression was unnatural for a moment, then she decided to tell the truth.

"Actually, I assassinated the water god."

Ying, Paimon, and Tartaglia all looked calm and said, "Oh, so that's how it is. You also stole the water god's cake."

Alechino crossed his arms, his eyes wandering, and looked away, "No, I just almost killed Furninha..."

“Ah——!?”×3.

The three people stared at Alechino in amazement and screamed in disbelief, as if they had heard a ghost story.

PS: The author has a full class schedule at 8 am tomorrow, so he can't stay up late today. He will post a few more chapters tomorrow to make up for it.

PY:

"My Life After Reincarnation as a Ghost"

My life started from reincarnation as a ghost

Introduction: How many times can one experience such ups and downs in life?

Bad news: You're already dead (no!)

Good news: But you can travel to another world and become an elf (Oh!)

Bad news: dead again (no～)

Good news: I can be resurrected again (oooh!)

Bad news: You are a dead soul, and you will be attacked (no——)

Good news: But all the pretty girls will come to stick to me (oooooh!!)

People thought I was going to transform into an undead scourge and sweep across the world, seeking revenge on the living?

What a joke! Ruling the world is not as fun as hanging out with pretty girls.

Nayes, who was surrounded by girls on both sides, said so.

38. Pamper Fernina, Themis' happiness is simple (two in one)

In the dim and deep bedroom, on the big white and soft bed.

In the water god's bedroom in Momang Palace, a blasphemous scene was being played out.

The petite and fragile god girl was hugged face to face by the white-haired girl, and then the white-haired girl lowered her head, and her snow-white hair blocked the light within the god girl's sight.

She bowed her head reverently and kissed the god on the lips, then kissed down the cheek, licking away the tears that fell from the corners of the god girl's eyes.

"Funina..."

The devout regent ran her slender fingers across the goddess girl's long and straight legs and hooked the black leg rings that bound her legs.

The trimmed and rounded nails left a faint pink on the skin, and then with a sound of snaps falling off, the black leg rings that bound the legs were untied by the white-haired girl.

The god had her slender wrists grasped by the other, and the black legs were tied around her white wrists under the god's tearful gaze.

The interweaving of black and white appears so dazzling and yet so full of sin.

"Themis..."

The goddess shook her head with tears in her eyes. Her soft snow-white hair made the black leg rings bound around her wrists more obvious as her head shook.

"don't want........"

“Don’t do this…”

"This is not right..."

“We can’t…”

The noble god's eyes, as clear as gems, were now covered by a thin layer of mist, and his hazy eyes were filled with confusion and helplessness.

Themis stretched out her fingers and hooked a strand of Finina's hair, brought it to her lips and kissed it gently, then put it back where it belonged.

Bending down, the usually loyal regent did not want to obey the orders of the goddess or her words of refusal at this moment.

She put her head on Furniture's shoulder, and her warm breath hit Furniture's ears, causing a slight itch on her earlobes.

The bright red tongue licked the slender neck, bringing a sticky warmth and then gradually turning cold.

Themis stroked Finina's cheek with her hand, and whispered her love to the god in a hoarse and seductive voice.

"My love for you is so deep and broad, like the blue ocean that breeds surging waves."

“My emotions are manifesting in this moment, and it’s all because of you.”

"At this moment, you are right in front of me, so weak and powerless, more so than ever before."

"You can't even say no to me."

"Look at me, Furninna, my beloved god, my heart is beating wildly for you right now..."

"Look me in the eyes and respond to my love."

The slender hands slid across the god's white shorts, took off the clothes that were in the way, and attacked the god's beautiful body.

The fair body turned a light pink as it was gently caressed by the palms of the hands.

The petite and fragile god had her hands tied helplessly at this moment, and was pressed on the bed where she used to rest, full of confusion and shame.

The pure god as water who was unable to struggle was toyed with by her believers at will. She clenched her white teeth, her cheeks flushed, and tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.

The eyes of the fanatical blasphemer and the self-depraved blasphemer were filled with deep love for God, and in their madness, they smeared all of it on the body of God.

The moment their lips touched, the god closed her eyes in despair, her teardrop-shaped eyelashes were like her crying heart, but she could not muster up any anger or blame towards him.

The gods once dedicated everything to Fontaine and gave their compassionate hearts to the people of Fontaine.

But at this moment, the selfless god was ruthlessly violated by her selfish believers.

The god's heart was filled with regret and shame, his tightly closed eyes making her touch even more obvious. Whenever her slightly cool fingertips brushed across every soft skin, it would bring out the god's moans and slight tremors.

The blasphemer was calm and reverent as she kissed the beautiful body of the god. Her fingers stirred the tides, and her fingertips touched a stream of sticky water. Along with the god's suppressed moans, she sent her god into extreme bliss, bringing her a wonderful experience she had never had before.

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——The above is from [The Secret History of Fontainebleau: The Secret History of the Emotions of the Water God’s Regent].

As for this newly published history of Fontainebleau, the moment it was released from newsstands and Steam Bird News, it was snapped up by everyone.

Then, all the Fontainebleau people who had finished reading the chapter smiled with satisfaction, their mouths almost reaching their ears. Their passion for life was instantly ignited, and they felt that the world had become beautiful again.

Many readers sent special letters to Steam Bird Newspaper to leave messages, which were then copied onto a message board specially set aside at the newsstand.

................Comments............

Rainbow Rose: Damn it, why is it our Lady Funina who is being suppressed again!

Gao Jie Narcissus: What’s the matter, brother? If you don’t agree, just catch the author and beat him up!

Blueberry Cake: Lady Funina looks like a crying little baby. Such a cute god was born to be kissed!

Regent Sai Gao: Seduction is a good civilization! Praise the perfect and great author!

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Momang Palace Official: It’s boring to keep going like this, can’t we have some counter-pressure from Lady Funina?

Gao Jie Narcissus: Good guy, using the public account for personal purposes, which department are you from!

Rainbow Rose: I think the guy above is right! Our Lord Water God should show his strength for once!

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Melo Petersburg Official: The author, right? You better not let us catch you! So, before we catch you, can you cough... you know.

Zhuyingting Official: Let me translate it. It's good, I love it, please give me more. By the way, Lord Water God and Lord Regent have not come to work today.

Rainbow Rose: Great! Lady Funina wins!

Blueberry Cake: Surprise, Lady Funina finally shows her strength!