The eight people with bruised noses and faces were thrown in front of Shaye.
"Quickly, apologize to her!"
"Yes...I'm sorry! I never dare...!"
Shaye was still confused.
She just pretended to shout a few words, but somehow... the group of people were immediately subdued by the passers-by who gathered around them.
Is this what Luo Wei said, defeating the enemy without fists?
How could it become like this...
Seeing that nearly a hundred people had gathered around her, all expressing concern for her, Shaye was at a loss for a moment.
"Well, where is your family? Do you need my help to call them over?"
"Are you okay? You must be careful when you go out."
"No, no need," Shaye, who was not good at accepting care, said intermittently with a frightened look, "Thank you."
Expressing gratitude was also the spell Luo Wei taught her. Now she just wanted to leave here as soon as possible.
She stepped towards the outside of the crowd uncertainly, and everyone immediately made way for her. No one blamed her, the person involved, for leaving first.
Found Luo Wei at the entrance of the alley, followed him around a few corners, and the two quickly returned to the hotel room.
"Why?"
She asked with a puzzled look on her face after closing the door.
Luo Wei picked up the water glass and took a sip.
"This is called tea art. Kill the enemy invisible, and the subtle things can kill you."
"Tea art?"
Shaye couldn't help but repeat. She had only heard of afternoon tea etiquette, tea art...sounds like a term from the East?
There seems to be some deep meaning in it.
Luo Wei smiled and said, "I want to ask you, how do you feel?"
"Feeling...?" Shaye said uncertainly, "I am a combat officer, and I am used to using force to solve problems."
Her eyes turned to one side and her voice became thin.
"But it seems to feel pretty good..."
That's right, Luo Wei couldn't help but smile in his heart. Since this angel wants to provoke others no matter what, and also has a strong self-esteem to not fall behind others, then instead of provoking with straightforward words, why not use another What about a more subtle and low-key approach?
Being too tyrannical will eventually lead to countless troubles. The result of rushing to the end will definitely be a bloody head. And if she can master this skill, even if it is disguised, she will be arrogant enough to make people angry. , she vented her pride, but the other party often had no reason to reason.
"Do you want to learn? If you want, I can teach you."
"Study? Why should I learn this..."
"The reason is very simple. Since you plan to let me help you lift the ritual, you can't rely on me for everything," Luo Wei looked at her and said, "Or are you already planning and relying on me?"
"I……"
This touched a sore spot for Shaye.
Her current strength is indeed not at the same level as her opponent.
If she needed to explore ruins, challenge demons, etc. because of the lifting of the ritual, she would be almost useless. This was unacceptable to her.
She went to compete with him at night. In addition to examining her own martial arts, there was also an unspoken reason - she wanted to prove that she had only lost the power of an angel, just like the opponent had lost weapons and equipment, and was not the true level of the fifth angel.
"Learn this and you can protect yourself even if you lose your strength," Rowe added, emphasizing, "just like today."
After hearing this, Shaye made up her mind.
"I studied."
She doesn't want to rely on others, and what happened today proves that unlike her previous beliefs, force is not the only way to pass.
Wearing that maid outfit, she stood dignifiedly and looked at Luo Wei, "Whether it's tea art or your rules, if this is the condition that must be paid on the way to lift the ceremony, I will let you see the determination of Angel of Power. .”
"Very good, let's continue studying the spell."
"??Now?"
Shaye took a look at the sky. No matter how she said it, wearing this outfit and staying with him all night was too...
"Of course, it's not about the determination of Angel of Power? Why don't you come and call the master to listen?"
"Go away! This is your goal, believe it or not, I will kill you?"
He even added "Oh?", okay?
This is where the road begins.
…
night.
Weeping Valley, in front of the Mother Goddess' tent.
Vermeer pinched her fingers nervously, looked back to see if Lovely had followed, and quietly came to the door.
"Athetana, are you there?"
"I'm here, come in."
Coming inside, the gentle goddess lay on her side on the fur couch, patted the side gently, and motioned for Vermeer to sit over.
After sitting down, Wei Mier looked around anxiously, not knowing where to look for a while.
"It doesn't matter, just say it," Athetana said gently. "If you don't have the courage to ask, how can you bear the corresponding answer?"
"I would like to know……"
Vermeer swallowed and her expression became determined.
"Where does the symbol of desire come from?"
After she finished speaking, she saw Athetana reveal a soft and tolerant smile and gently caress the top of her head.
"Child, knowing this may not necessarily be a good thing for you," she said slowly. "As far as I'm concerned, the relationship between you two is not equal, right?"
"Yes...yes," Vermeer raised her head, "It's not necessarily a good thing, you mean?"
Athetana looked at her intently: "It will make you sink deeper and deeper, unable to extricate yourself, and it is possible that it will eventually turn into heartbreak."
Vermeer smacked her tongue slightly.
Is it that serious?
"But...but I still want to know."
"What's the reason?"
"Because I don't want to be so passive..." As if she had finally found someone to talk to, the girl lowered her head and released the emotions that had been buried in her heart for a long time. "Maybe it's because of the inequality. Sometimes I'm scared. No. He knows what he can give and what he wants, but he knows exactly how to do it, and everything has a clear meaning behind it.”
She raised her head and looked at Athetana: "I don't want to regret it one day because I was blinded. This feeling makes me walk in the dark. Whether I can catch it depends on luck, and I can't find a clear goal."
"Even if this kind of inequality will still continue?"
Vermeer thought for a few seconds and nodded heavily, "Yes."
"Even if he's not just interested in you?"
This time, Wei Mier was stunned for a moment. Although she knew about Ahu Lili and the Fifth Princess, she had never thought about this issue specifically.
"Is there any problem with this...?"
Athetana: "?"
This time, the Mother Goddess was stunned, and the smile on her face stopped for a moment.
"You...haven't you ever thought about monopolizing him?"
"No...after all, he is...but if you say so, of course I still think about it."
Athetana sighed softly.
How did this child sell himself? But with such a character, he might be able to avoid a lot of pain.
Vermeer scratched her head awkwardly, "I think I only care about things between him and me. This is enough to give me a headache. I'm not qualified to compete with the two princesses."
Two princesses?
Besides the five princesses, who else is a princess?
Athetana was slightly focused, and suddenly her eyes froze.
My princess! ?
Lily, when were you...?
"...So, how can I compete with someone who was born so noble? It's enough to ensure that I can catch something."
Athetana looked back at Vermeer who had slowly poured out her heart, and withdrew her mind, understanding that she could no longer look back.
Whether the road ahead will be bitter or sweet can only be known by walking on.
"Child, come here and let me tell you slowly."
The night was long.
Vermeer went from the initial surprise and confusion to the subsequent doubts and curiosity, and finally blushed and said nothing, tugging hard on the corner of her clothes. The whole process of answering made her thoughts collapse, and her mind popped up involuntarily. A lot of particles.
She felt like her face was about to burn as she imagined what was going on behind her eyes that night.
Ugh...that's too bad.
Athetana just held her tenderly, feeling that her whole body was hot and her heartbeat was beating like a deer, for fear that she would faint.
Finally, she watched the girl leave with her fingers tightly clasped in her chest with complicated emotions.
"Alas, today's human beings..."
Just as she sighed, Athetana sensed someone coming back outside the door.
"What's wrong? Do you still have any doubts?"
Looking around, the person standing there who was slightly at a loss was not the Vermeer who had just left.
But the fifth princess of Libra.
