"Just let me use magic to take you down————"
Ignoring Fujimaru Ritsuka who was messing around in his arms, Animusfia said to Giorgios.
"That will be of great help. Thank you very much, Mr. Animusfia."
Giorgios is still very stable.
Although Giorgos had no other thoughts about the noble lady he was holding, he knew it.
No matter what, just holding a young widow who had just lost her husband would have some bad effects.
It would be great if we could just follow Animusfia and glide down to the bottom of the spiral staircase.
"Excuse me......."
The silver-haired lady in Giorgios's arms asked Animusfia:
"What's the matter, ma'am?"
Animusfia didn't expect that a part of vampire Camilla's 'human' would actually take the initiative to talk to him.
Is it possible that you haven’t positioned yourself yet?
Or are they really ordinary people?
"Are you the director of [Chaldeas] that Ms. Matthew said?"
Mrs. Nadasidi said to Animsfia.
"Well, that's right. It seems that I don't need to introduce myself. I am indeed the director of Chaldeas, the Human Security Agency. You can just call me Animusfia."
Animusfia waved the Spear of Ouranos in her hand while talking to Mrs. Nadasidi. Silver light enveloped the bodies of the young woman in black mourning clothes and Giorgios, and then the two slowly floated up.
Although it was the first time for Giorgios to experience the weightlessness of Mercury magic, he had slain a dragon before and coupled with the excellent physical ability of the heroic spirit, Giorgios quickly found his balance in the air.
But the silver-haired young woman floating with him was not so calm.
"Hello, Animusfia -"
The young woman who was about to say hello to Animusfiya floated up unprepared, her body full of mature and charming curves spinning in the air.
“Whoaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
"Please be careful with it."
Giorgios was also looking for balance. Animusfia, who had only one hand left, still had to hold Fujimaru Ritsuka in her arms, so she could only get closer by herself and spin 360 degrees irregularly in the air. young silver-haired woman.
Mrs. Nadasidi, whose field of vision was constantly changing, saw someone approaching her and instinctively grabbed Animusfia.
She finally stopped flipping.
The dark silk dress was soaked with blood and clung tightly to the young woman's body. You could even faintly see the skin under the clothing.
Such a scene appeared in front of Animusfia.
"call----."
The young woman took a deep breath in front of Animusfia.
"I'm really sorry, Mr. Animusfia. I caused you trouble by showing such an embarrassing side."
Then Mrs. Nadasdi showed a hint of shame on her face and said to Animsfia.
"No, I was too hasty and didn't take into account that you have never used magic before, madam. I'm sorry."
Animusfia decided to be polite to her first.
From this look, it seemed that the young woman in front of her was really just an ordinary person, and she was not as rude and had a very bad attitude as soon as she got up to her like Elizabeth.
There is no difference from a normal human being, except for the attractive figure——————
"Ah! Director, no! You can't look at it!"
Covering his eyes with both hands, Fujimaru Ritsuka in Animusfia's arms forcibly stopped Mrs. Nadasidi's graceful figure from continuing to attract Animusfia's attention.
After all, unlike the "real" saint Giorgios, Animusfia obviously cannot sit still.
The silver-haired young woman opposite Animusfia was also aware of her current state. One hand held Animusfia's clothes tightly, and the other arm blocked the fullness of her chest.
A hint of blush appeared on her delicate face, and she slowly curled her body back.
Fujimaru Ritsuka then shielded herself in front of Animusfiya, quickly took off her Chaldean uniform jacket, and put it on Mrs. Nadasidi's body.
"Thanks....."
Seeing the silver-haired lady put on her own clothes, the red-haired girl nodded with satisfaction, freeing Animusfia's vision again.
Looking at Fujimaru Ritsuka who was clinging to her body again, with only a pure white shirt on her upper body that became more transparent after being soaked with blood, Animusfiya said helplessly:
"I said, now you are more exposed..."
As everyone continued to descend, Fujimaru Ritsuka said nonchalantly:
"As of now, it doesn't matter to me at all. The important thing is not to let the director take advantage of other women."
After hearing what she said, Animusfia couldn't refute, so she could only sigh silently.
"senior----!"
Animusfia and others gradually approached the hole at the bottom of the stairs, and Mash's figure became increasingly clear.
The voices in my ears gradually became clearer.
At this time, Mashu was holding his cross-shaped shield with one hand, and the other hand was waving to Fujimaru Ritsuka who was approaching him from above.
"Matthew————"
The red-haired girl in Animusfia's arms waved to Mash in the hollow after hearing the call from the cute junior.
"Master————huh?"
Then Mashu saw Animusfia, who was holding Fujimaru Ritsuka, and Fujimaru Ritsuka, who was only wearing a white shirt.
"Ehhhhhhhhhhhh?"
Why, why is the senior in the director's arms? Why is the senior's clothes disheveled? Could it be that those two people have...
They directly ignored Mrs. Nadasidi wearing Fujimaru Ritsuka's coat and Giorgios who followed them closely.
A fantasy on a larger scale than before began to play out in Matthew's mind.
No ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!
Today’s eggplant juniors still need to work hard.
