Chapter 239 For the sake of century-old friendship, let’s form an alliance
Senna is Xifei's teacher, and the old friend Gangplank mentioned is someone else.
Because of the teacher-teacher relationship, Wayne's heart stopped beating so fast and he crossed it off his list of first loves.
Sister, I can’t do it again.
By the way, I would like to apologize to Gangplank. Although it was a misunderstanding, I did have thoughts about his mistress just now. It is all the fault of Cao Cao, and he will not live in peace even if he dies.
"I'm here today mainly to say hello to you, and to give you a tool to identify your identity."
Senna waved her hand and took out a wooden box and handed over two gold rings. Magic runes were engraved on the inside of the rings. In addition to communicating the magic power of nature, it also served the purpose of identifying one's identity.
She asked Wayne and Veronica to inject their thoughts into it, and explained: "My thoughts are also in the ring. This ring is a token that can prevent someone from pretending to be me to deceive you, and it can also prevent you from being pretended to be me." , and I can’t identify it.”
According to Senna, there is a kind of magic in the church headquarters that can change the expression of one's thinking. Even the people closest to her are difficult to identify. It is a very clever disguise.
Although there are not many people who know this kind of magic, it can be a precaution, but you still have to be on guard.
With the ring, it's different. The three of them can identify each other through the thoughts stored in the ring. Even if the person with intentions changes his appearance and thoughts, the three of them will be able to notice it immediately.
Wayne nodded repeatedly. He had been fooled once. Flora changed her mind and pretended to be a teacher, successfully deceiving him.
Auston was also deceived, but he realized in time that he was not his wife, and left the scene angrily.
Veronica took the ring and was about to put it on. Wayne raised his hand to stop her and looked at Senna with a smile: "A very excellent magic prop. Thank you Teacher Senna for reminding me. Without you, we might have been deceived by others. ”
But how do you prove that you are the teacher's teacher? After all, you also said that thinking and appearance can be changed.
Sensing Wayne's wariness, Senna understood his concerns after a moment's thought. She was not angry and was quite satisfied with his caution.
As it should be.
Senna remembered that Wayne was a student of Xifei. She only had Xifei as a disciple, and Xifei only had Wayne as a student. After all, after three generations, Wayne was the only child of her lineage.
For a time, Senna was quite fond of Wayne, and the latter's caution won her admiration.
Unlike Xifei, I don’t know what’s going on now. In the past, the stupid husband was not very smart, he was willful and did not listen to advice, and he often did stupid things when his brain got hot.
The most confusing thing is getting married. Now that I think about it, Saina still...
Hey, this guy looks like the man who lied to Xifei!
Senna's eyes became strange, she looked Wayne up and down, frowned and said, "What is your relationship with Auston?"
"Father and son relationship." Veronica replied.
"..."
Senna's face turned gloomy to the naked eye, and her highly optimistic junior immediately lost her temper.
Wayne nodded. He hated Auston so much. He hated him so much that he was implicated. It was because the teacher's teacher didn't run away.
This ring can be worn.
Wayne gave Veronica a wink, and the brother and sister put the rings on and poured their thoughts into them.
With the infusion of thoughts, Wayne saw a white space in the ring. Besides him, there were two illusory figures, one was Veronica and the other was Senna.
Their appearance is blurred and they cannot communicate, but they can sense each other.
Wayne manipulated his mind and waved to Veronica, then greeted Senna, but received no response.
Damn Allston, look at what you've done!
In Lundam, Auston's son is a gold medal, drives a luxury car, has a reputation as a prostitute, and can do prostitution for free without paying.
Without the land in Lundan, this sign will not work.
Wayne shrugged, not intending to use sweet words to make the teacher's teacher happy. There was no need. Xiffy didn't like Senna, so he could just follow her example.
I remember Xifei said, don’t be fooled by Senna’s gentle appearance. The maiden is a standard authoritarian who regards everything in the world as a dark jungle. There is only a fighting relationship between people. You fight against me. This is that.
Senna's strength makes her quite extreme. She likes to control everything. She is full of arrogance towards the weak in her bones. Her gentleness and kindness are all illusions. She won't pay attention to those who are of no use value.
Xifei is the best example. After withdrawing from the Saintess election, Senna directly deleted her contact information and pretended that she was no longer a student.
What a pity for a good skin.
Wayne thought of Flora. The former saint was almost a weakened version of Senna. Then he thought of Philomena. If she hadn't taken the shape of him, the high priest of the Moonlight Church might not be much better.
Does power corrupt people, or does religion make people stupid?
Maybe both.
Wayne once again lamented the horror of desire, guessing that every one of the top brass at the church headquarters had a strong affinity for the fire element.
Using the theory of evolution to explain, survival of the fittest, those with low desires were gradually squeezed out of the circle of power because they had no pursuit, eventually forming the current ecological circle of those with high desires.
Wayne raised his brows, thinking of the dark impurities that filled Philomena's body, subtly affecting her thinking and reason. Perhaps this was the root cause.
Faith makes people firm, but belief in magic does not, but drags people into the abyss.
Wayne frowned and said nothing, the external brain said nothing, Veronica didn't say anything either, and the back row fell into a brief silence.
Senna took this scene into consideration and was quite satisfied with Xifei's arrangement. Knowing that Dragon Blood was lacking, she sent a mature think tank to escort her.
The useless student finally grew up.
Senna shook her head to dispel the memories and longings. Xifei grew up too late, and the key now is Veronica.
She said slowly: "The selection ceremony of the Saint has officially begun. Candidates from each major division will be randomly arranged in the mountain forest manor by the Seineau River. Normally, the candidates from the two divisions live next to each other and find ways to Winning them over to help them advance..."
"It will be inconvenient for me to meet you for some time to come."
"Veronica, listen to Wayne's advice before doing anything. Just do what he says and don't do anything without permission..."
"Wayne, I leave Veronica to you, she is your sister..."
"When your place of residence is determined, I will give you a gift to help you strengthen yourself before advancing."
Senna said a lot, and Veronica listened intently. After her mother's teacher left, she tugged on Wayne's sleeve and asked a few questions in a low voice that she didn't understand.
"Wayne, is it really okay for her to be so upright and help us? It's a foul."
"What rules?"
"The church headquarters has regulations that prohibit candidates from using external help, so my mother did not provide us with help."
"External relations are external, and internal affairs are internal. The headquarters prohibits the major divisions from providing assistance, but it does not prohibit the headquarters' own people from providing assistance. These are two different things."
Wayne answered Veronica's doubts one by one and pointed out the difference between the headquarters and the divisions. The headquarters sets the rules and has the final right of interpretation. The divisions abide by the rules and can only find loopholes in the rules.
Veronica sighed softly. She had no desire for the Saint before, but now she has no desire for her.
The surrounding darkness dissipated and the driver's consciousness returned to normal. The convoy of black limousines drove along the Seineau River and arrived at the manor deep in the mountains and forests.
The candidates rested here together, and two candidates from the same district lived in a villa, like the Landau brother and sister.
Due to space barriers, candidates cannot get together at the same place. They enter and draw numbers to determine their own villa, and candidates from another district are randomly selected as neighbors.
Wayne was lucky enough to let Veronica draw a lottery number, and he got villa No. 4, and moved all his luggage in.
The manor is located halfway up the mountain, with dense vegetation around it. It is still lush and lush even in the cold winter. The sun shines between the mountains and forests, illuminating the mottled tree shadows, and the air is filled with the fresh fragrance of vegetation.
From a distance, you can see the quietly flowing Seineau River. The breeze blows, the river surface ripples, and every corner is the purest and most peaceful sound of nature.
Wayne felt great and looked at another villa a few hundred meters away, wondering when would be a good time to visit.
I'm not familiar with it, so it's inconvenient to go there in broad daylight.
It will be better at night. If we can catch the saint candidate out of the bath, we can be honest with each other. It doesn't matter.
Be brave and the candidate next door will become a saint!
Veronica also felt great. She and Wayne were the only ones in the villa, and there was no Willy who easily seduced other people's fiancés. She was in a good mood and liked everything she saw.
Just as she was feeling happy, she suddenly remembered that there were only her and Wayne in the villa. If the lecherous and bestial nature got out, wouldn't she be in bad luck?
"Ahem!"
Veronica clenched her fist and coughed lightly, and warned: "We are brother and sister in the file. Be honest and don't do anything inappropriate, otherwise I will beat you to death."
"Brother and sister can do anything outrageous. Brother, I will only feel sorry for my sister."
Wayne complained, Veronica was a standard first love girl, afraid that he wouldn't come and afraid that he would mess around. She was obviously looking forward to it, but she had to pretend not to care.
If it were Weili who was participating in the Sun Church's saint selection, she would have already moved her luggage to her brother's bedroom.
On the first day of Willy's absence, Wayne missed her a little.
And Chrissy, Philomena, Mona...
All thought about.
"What are you thinking about there?" "I miss Weili and senior sister. I promised them respectively that I will be their boyfriend when I get back."
Wayne has a great ambition: "Good sisters, I won't allow you to have boyfriends and live your own lives, and then drift apart. We were a threesome in the past, and I will let you be a threesome in the future."
Veronica: (_)
Knowing that the social trash was deliberately provoking, she still couldn't help but feel angry. On the first day of Willie's absence, she wanted to hit her.
Veronica shook her fist and sneered twice.
"Hey, you didn't punch me today. Are you motion sick?"
Wayne said cheerfully: "You don't have to suppress your nature. It's normal for brothers and sisters to mingle. It can be explained if someone sees it."
With that said, he lay down on the sofa and waited for Veronica to ride up.
He was familiar with this position, he had always lied like this before.
In order to match the domineering Veronica, her face was three parts desolate, three parts helpless, two parts expectant, and ninety-two parts resigned to being bitten by a dog.
"snort!"
Veronica was not fooled and insisted on being a lady sister, saying: "You can make fun of Willie, she has always had thoughts about you, but senior sister can't, she is a good person, you can't say bad things about her behind her back."
He is indeed a good person, not only elegant in conversation, but also excellent in character and knowledge, and reciprocates with spring.
Wayne raised his brows and took it into consideration: "Veronica, Willy is not here these days. I hold Chris to sleep every night. If you don't believe me, you can call and ask."
Veronica couldn't hold back, she got on the trash can and punched her in the face. Again, she said, don't slander Bai Yueguang's reputation.
Wayne held Veronica's legs to help her stabilize her lower body so that she could punch better. Akito had already noticed that the junior girl admired her senior sister and had some ulterior feelings. .
It is understandable that the teacher has been away from home for many years, and Veronica has few friends. The witty and brave Willie can only be a best friend, but cannot act as a close big sister to make up for the love that Veronica lacks.
The gentle, kind and caring Chris appears in Veronica's world and more or less fills a part of her world. Like a white moonlight that dispels the darkness, it has extraordinary significance to Veronica.
Wayne thought, if he hadn't appeared in time, if the teacher hadn't gone back to work in Lundan, if things continued at this pace, the seniors and juniors would have been close to each other.
It was a night of lightning and thunder, and the trio had a drinking party. Willie was bullied and knocked down with a punch. Veronica was drunk...
There was insufficient rendering material, and Wayne couldn't figure out too many details. He had never seen this scene with his own eyes.
As he thought about it, familiar materials were added automatically. He rubbed his hands and climbed through the window to enter the house, and was invited by Chris to join in.
Lightning struck the woodshed, and the good sisters were covered with quilts.
"Hey hey hey..."
Snap!
Veronica punched Wayne in the face and said disgustedly: "What are you thinking, smiling so obscenely."
"miss you."
"Liar."
"I miss my senior sister."
"You still said that!"
Veronica was aroused and she continued to attack to repair the trash can. She firmly believed that Chris would not steal her things. Everything was a rumor spread by social garbage in an attempt to discredit Black and White Moonlight.
"If you don't believe me when I tell lies, or if you don't believe me when I tell the truth, wouldn't my truth be in vain?"
Wayne glanced at Veronica and saw that she didn't believe it at all. He took advantage of the victory and added a few more words: "Keep on persisting if you have the ability. You'd better not be angry when you see Chris and I kissing in the future."
Veronica refused to accept it and vowed to defend the innocent Bai Yueguang to the death. The conversation gradually became more intense and the atmosphere reached a fever pitch.
After Wayne walked through the map, he revealed the glaring dagger, his face flushed, and he looked like a gambler: "Anyway, you don't believe me no matter what I say, then you can establish evidence. If you have the ability, don't be angry when the truth comes out."
"Immediately, if not, you have to apologize to my senior sister in front of me." Veronica scolded loudly, her eyes turned red, and she asked Wayne to write down the bet and signed her name.
It was made in duplicate, signed and stamped, and both of them felt secure.
Satisfied, Wayne uncovered the stubble just now, put his arms around the slender waist, talked sweetly, and leaned his head for a kiss.
Bang!
“Go to hell!”
Kissed to the fist.
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That night, Wayne changed into clean clothes and took Veronica to visit next door.
"I'm warning you, don't hook up with other candidates, and don't use any honey traps, you won't be able to fool me." Veronica walked on the mountain trail, warning social trash not to mess around.
Putting aside the bodyguards arranged by the divisions, all the candidates for the saint have extraordinary talents, and their appearance is also one of the criteria for assessing talents.
In other words, all beautiful girls.
"Sister Veronica, I have always said that except for the three of you, I have never actively pursued anyone else. The crystal ball has proven my innocence." Wayne answered skillfully and sighed aggrievedly. tone.
Veronica refused to listen and warned again. When she came to the door of her neighbor's house, she pointed to the house number and asked in surprise: "Why is our villa No. 4 next to No. 8? Where did No. 3 go?"
One and two, three and four, and so on. How come the neighbor of No. 4 becomes No. 8?
"Who said room No. 1 in Tianzi must be in No. 2 Tianzi..."
Wayne spoke subconsciously, stopped mid-sentence, and changed his words: "Who knows, maybe it's the arrangement of the headquarters. There are no absolutes in this world. Write it down, it may be the pass code for the saint selection."
He took two steps forward and knocked on the door. Soon, the door opened gently, and the handsome young man looked at Wayne and was stunned.
Male...
The bodyguard next door? x2
The young man has an eye-catching handsome appearance, his dark brown hair is naturally slightly curly, and he has a unique temperament between his eyebrows.
Maybe it's melancholy.
Wayne couldn't understand, he was always happy and didn't understand what depression was.
I won’t go into details about his appearance. There’s not much to say. His looks are almost the same as his. Just one sentence and he’s pretty.
"Hello, I am Wayne Landau, the candidate who lives in Villa No. 4. This is my sister Veronica." Wayne politely extended his hand with a bright smile, and his personality was that of a sunny and cheerful boy. , Don’t understand scheming.
Why is No. 4 next door to No. 8?
Also, Windsor…
The young man was puzzled, so he politely held Wayne's hand and responded: "Alex Lambert, it's an honor to meet you."
"Just call me Wayne."
Wayne looked familiar, solidifying his persona of being careless, and said: "My sister and I live next door, and I was curious about who my competitors were, so I came here to get to know you. I hope I don't disturb your rest."
"No need to interrupt, my sister and I just arrived and are packing our luggage."
"What a coincidence, you are also brothers and sisters?"
"Um."
Alex was a humble person, and within a few words, Wayne got around to it. He politely invited the Landau brothers and sisters into the room, and called his sister Dussa Lambert by the way.
A girl of eighteen or nineteen years old, half a head shorter than Veronica. Judging from her hair color, she and Alex are siblings.
Unlike Wayne and Veronica, they look nothing alike and can only use the excuse of having the same father.
Dusha is young, with an outstanding appearance and figure. Her facial features are perfectly matched, her azure blue eyes are as clear as amber, and her long dark brown hair is naturally curly and exudes a charming fragrance, adding a bit of graceful beauty to the whole.
All I can say is that she is worthy of being a saint candidate, and she is indeed very beautiful.
Dusha doesn't talk much. Like Veronica, she stands behind her brother. She is honest, well-behaved and very reserved.
The two brothers had a conversation, and Alex introduced himself. He and Dusha represented the Frank Division in the selection of saints, hoping to have the opportunity to cooperate in the future.
"It's a must. I like Frankish food the best."
Wayne switched Frankish skillfully and said enthusiastically: "Winning or losing is not important, the important thing is participation. Long live friendship."
Veronica tilted her head, knowing for the first time that Wayne could speak a foreign language.
Where did you learn this? A social waste and you know a Frank beauty?
The two brothers chatted for an hour. Alex felt very good about Wayne and rated him 90 points. He is a humble and elegant noble gentleman.
The reason why it is not a perfect score is not because Wayne is proud, but because Wayne is too enthusiastic and he is not good at dealing with this kind of familiarity.
"Alex, this is Prussia's territory. The four candidates from the headquarters plus the two candidates from Prussia, a total of six. They have strong troops. If we act alone, we will definitely not be their opponent."
Wayne analyzed the stakes and said sincerely: "For the sake of a century-old friendship, let's form an alliance!"
Are you sure you have a century-old friendship? x3
Alex was silent for a moment. Seeing that his sister didn't speak, he probably acquiesced. He nodded and held Wayne's hand tightly: "For the sake of a century-old friendship, we form an alliance against Prussia."
In the current international environment, centuries-old friendship can be put aside for the time being. Anyone can win, but not Prussia.
(End of chapter)