Chapter 255 Natural Knight Moura
“What’s going on? What did you just do to her?”
"Why has her attitude changed so much and the look in her eyes is so..."
"Asshole, talk!"
In the villa garden, Veronica transformed into a hairdryer and rode on Wayne to ask him to explain.
Senna has already left. Before leaving, she greeted the trash of society and looked back three times with affection. Her eyes were full of reluctance to say goodbye.
Veronica saw clearly that Senna's eyes were not serious, but she also twisted her waist in a pretentious manner, clearly deliberately twisting her waist to look like a trash in society.
The waist was twisted so much that those who knew it was dragon blood, but those who didn't knew it thought it was snake blood.
In short, no, very wrong.
Veronica was sure that something must have happened between the two of them somewhere she didn't see.
Bang!
“Stop pretending to be dead and speak!”
Veronica punched the social trash in the face, making her eyes red with anger.
"What's there to say? That bitch is clearly trying to make you angry. If you have to be fooled, you still want me to give you an explanation..."
Wayne was speechless to the extreme, and sighed: "Is it possible that she has dragon blood? She knows that you are a fool. You will definitely be fooled by your little trick, and you will lend your hand to repair me?"
"What's the meaning?"
"I just made her miserable. She can't retaliate against me. She can only find a solution from you."
"..."
Veronica clenched her fists and raised them in the air. It was neither a fight nor a fight.
After a while, Wayne explained clearly what happened just now and why Senna's attitude changed completely.
Wayne shrugged, picked up Veronica and sat on a wicker chair, took out the prepared strategy, and read: "You know my situation, dragon blood cannot affect me, Senna is destined to fail from the beginning. With her character, she won’t suffer any loss. If she didn’t think I was still valuable, she would have fallen out with her long ago.”
Seeing that Veronica's expression remained unchanged and her fists were still clenched tightly, Wayne continued: "She tried to inject me with dragon blood, but failed. I took the opportunity to withhold the dragon blood, causing her heavy losses..."
"Just when she was about to use force to take back the dragon blood, I showed the potential of the original bloodline, repaired the cooperative relationship between the two parties, and made her swear that for the sake of our unbreakable alliance, she would not retaliate against me in any way."
"As a price, I revealed some truths to her, including our true relationship and the purpose of our participation in the selection of saints..."
"Because of the oath, Senna was extremely angry, but she couldn't retaliate against me directly. She was angry that the dragon's blood was taken away, and she was even more angry that I was fooling her around, so she decided to target you."
Speaking of this, Wayne pressed Veronica's fist and said in disappointment: "I worked so hard in there, I didn't know how much trouble and humiliation I suffered, and I was almost killed by her. It's better for you, just flatter me." Eye, you got angry with me."
"I'm sorry, I was wrong..."
Veronica blushed and lowered her head. It was her fault. She was impulsive. She will change it next time.
But we can't blame her entirely. The old witch's acting skills were so good, and those little stringy eyes didn't look like she was acting at all.
"The sound is too quiet."
Wayne pinched Veronica's face, raised his fist, and lightly hit her on the head: "But forget it, who would let it be you? No matter how unreasonable you are, I will forgive you again and again. ”
It's so kind of you!
Veronica felt sweet and kissed Wayne on the face.
This kind of small reward is obviously not enough to satisfy social trash. He can defend himself when he is unreasonable. Now that he has been so wronged and his character has been denied, he stands on the moral high ground and bites Veronica. , sucked it hard a few times.
Veronica was pushing and shoving, indulging in the superb kissing skills of society's rubbish, but the power of the dragon's blood was not used at all.
After a while, Wayne licked his lips, still unfinished, and continued to delve deeper into Veronica's guilt: "In the last photo incident, you also showed irrationality and no trust in me at all. How long has it been since then? Have you made any progress?"
"It was different last time..."
Veronica felt deeply ashamed, buried her head on Wayne's shoulder, and decisively passed the blame: "I learned this from my mother. When I saw her angry, I became angry too."
"Okay, let me trust you again. Who told you to be Veronica?"
Wayne sighed and complained that his life was over. He was being manipulated by love and there was nothing he could do about it.
Veronica was so excited when she heard this, her eyes narrowed into crescent moons.
Wayne patted his butt: "You did a good job this time. You didn't have an attack in front of Senna. I guess you have made some progress. Reading the diary is not in vain."
Veronica was secretly happy to be praised. When she saw Wayne picking her up and walking towards the house, her face turned slightly red: "What are you doing? Your injury is not healed yet..."
"You still don't understand if I'm hurt?"
Wayne smiled cheerfully: "For your good performance today, I will also give you two rewards. Go to the basement, I got six bottles of dragon blood, and I will give you two bottles."
"Um."
Veronica put her arm around Wayne's neck and said, "You are really good at lying to women. The old witch is so smart, you were able to trick her into getting six bottles of dragon blood."
"The price is not small. When I underwent the dragon blood transformation, my heart was almost torn."
Wayne continued to output KFC. Seeing Veronica's worried look, he continued: "It's all worth it. Two bottles for you, two bottles for the teacher, and two bottles left for Megan. If she doesn't use it, we can divide it up." For you and the teacher.”
"Meghan too?" Veronica tilted her head.
"Of course, she is Auston's lover. She has devoted herself to this family for many years. The teacher didn't say anything and obviously recognized her status." Wayne took the opportunity to export monogamy, that is, one wife and one wife. , let Veronica learn from Heaphy's open-mindedness.
Veronica frowned: "No, Megan and Mr. Landau...should not have that kind of relationship."
"Why did Meghan lose her mind during the Nightmare Corridor?"
"Ah this..."
"Don't lie to yourself, you think so too."
"..."
Veronica was speechless, and then said: "Mr. Landau is so hateful, you can't learn everything, or I'll beat you to death."
Oh my god, now you are smart!
Wayne rolled his eyes: "It's too late. In order to make himself look normal and not so obvious, Auston not only enthusiastically helped me arrange a secretary, but also introduced me to other girlfriends."
"Really or not?"
Veronica expressed deep doubts, referring to the relationship between the two generations of trash cans, and believed that Wayne was deliberately framing him.
But out of trust in the trash can, I subconsciously believed it.
"Really, you know all the girlfriends he introduced, Chris and Willie. He also said that you have a good relationship, especially Chris. If it were her, you would definitely not object."
"Nonsense!"
Veronica didn't know what she thought of, her face turned red instantly, and she punched Wayne in the face to stop him from daydreaming.
With that said, he reiterated the beauty and purity of Bai Yueguang and asked Wayne to stop arranging the senior sister behind his back. If he had to say bad things, he could use Weili as an example.
The two came to the basement. Wayne took out two bottles of dragon blood. Veronica took off her coat and wore a dragon scale tights. She raised her eyebrows proudly at the garbage of society.
No more fear of being cheated!
Wayne did not force it, and opened the sealed bottle to purify Veronica's blood. The two bottles of dragon blood were so effective that the fever lasted until the middle of the night.
Veronica's blood was strong and she looked too tired to move. She lay in Wayne's arms and yawned lazily.
Princess Wayne took him out of the basement and went straight to the bathroom on the second floor for a bath.
…
At noon the next day, Veronica opened her eyes and found herself and Wayne lying on the same bed. Her face turned red for a moment, and she buried her head in his chest and continued to pretend to sleep.
It smells so good! x2
After dawdling for an hour, Wayne was kicked out of bed, put on his shirt, and carried his pants to the living room on the first floor.
Saina: ()
This is her home, not a couple’s hotel. Please respect yourself, two guests.
"What does it matter? You are all mine, and your home is my home." While training Senna, Wayne admired her expression of struggle and resistance, secretly thinking that this is what it feels like.
Senna took the initiative to avoid unpleasant topics and reported on the work of the investigation team. In summary, there was no progress at all. There was no evidence, no witnesses, no witnesses. Even though she knew the Pope had problems, she couldn't do anything about him.
However, now that the investigation team is established, it is impossible to only investigate the assassination of Wayne.
Senna was going to give the Pope strength from the side. The old man's hands and feet were dirty. He didn't have a chance before, but if he got the chance now, he would definitely be able to find out something.
Wayne has little interest in these things. A group of bad people is not suitable for a pure white flower like him.
Just as he was talking, Senna's eyes lit up, she swayed, wrapped in the scented wind, and came up behind Wayne, rubbing her shoulders with her fingers and asking how the strength was.
After Veronica finished dressing up, she went downstairs to the living room. Seeing this horrifying scene, she suspected that she hadn't woken up yet.
Even for acting, this is too intimate. He is your student's student, and he is still a child!
Veronica sat on the sofa opposite with a confused look on her face. She remembered yesterday’s lesson and didn’t have an immediate attack. She was going to take another look and collect some evidence along the way.
The atmosphere in the living room suddenly became weird.
Wayne didn't panic at all, raised his eyebrows and glanced at Veronica, then grabbed the little hand on his shoulder and kissed her sideways.
Uh-huh!
Senna jumped away as if teleporting, her face was blue and red, obviously she didn't expect Wayne to dare to mess around.
What, what kind of drama are you acting so innocently!
Veronica curled her lips and believed in Wayne's statement. Senna did it on purpose, and she found out the truth with one try.
Not interesting!
Veronica hummed twice and left quickly. She hadn't eaten since last night and was going to the kitchen to make lunch and throw it into the trash can.
Senna was so shrewd. She could see at a glance that her plan had failed. She felt regretful and just kissed her hand. She had just endured it a little longer and she had survived!
Having said that, it was very difficult to get through it. Being rewarded by the closeness of Faith, that is, the moment she kissed her hand, Senna felt like an electric shock, and she was so excited that she was shaking all over.
The intensity of the electric current is just right. It is neither unnecessary nor irritating, and there is no strong sting that makes people scared. It has endless aftertaste and even makes me want to do it again.
Senna's reason was extremely repulsive, but her body and mind took the lead in the charge. The rejection was mixed with desire. She looked at her heart and was once again pessimistic about the future.
"Why are you standing so far away? I'm easy to talk to. If you want to get close, just say so. I won't refuse you." Wayne patted the sofa next to him.
Saina lost control of her body and slowly walked towards Wayne. She sat next to Wayne with a frightened look on her face, took the initiative to hold her arms, tilted her head and leaned in.
"Teacher Saina, you smell so good!"
Wayne spoke angrily, and then warned: "Don't think that I don't know what you are planning. For the sake of assists, I won't care. Be careful in the future and don't ask for trouble."
After the words fell, Senna regained control of her body and hurriedly stood up and sat on the sofa opposite.
Half an hour later, Veronica brought the condemned eggs to the table and threw them into the trash can in front of Senna. One of them wanted to deceive, and the other was willing to be deceived. Sena's face turned dark when she saw it.
Otherwise, Veronica and Wayne are carbon copies of Heaphy and Auston, almost exactly the same as they were twenty years ago.
Every time she thought about that defeat, Saina hated Lundan, a garbage dump. It was so bad just thinking about it, not to mention seeing it with her own eyes, which almost made her nose cringe.
"Teacher Senna, don't be stunned, Veronica's cooking is delicious, you should try it too." Wayne said kindly, you're welcome, just treat this as your own home.
Senna chose to refuse, but her hands and feet were not in control, so she picked up the spoon and started to taste it.
Under Veronica's dissatisfied gaze, the guest Senna, without realizing it, ate most of the lunch she specially prepared for the trash can.
After the meal, Senna picked up the napkin and wiped the corners of her mouth, commenting that the craftsmanship was acceptable and not as hard to swallow as she imagined.
Senna's cooking skills were average. She had tasted Xifei's snacks in her early years and had no hope for Dragon Blood's cooking skills. However, she had to admit that Veronica's cooking skills exceeded her expectations.
At least it's better than Heaphy.
She put down her napkin and looked at the two people opposite her with twitching eyes. She felt unhappy: "Veronica, follow me to the study. From today on, I will officially teach you Dragon Language."
As he spoke, he waved his hand and several thick magic books fell on the table.
The three-hour class was over, and Senna assigned a large amount of homework before leaving, which was enough to keep Veronica writing until twelve o'clock in the morning, leaving no time for romance with Wayne.
I can't deal with Wayne, and I can't deal with you either!
Go do your homework!
Although Senna was selfish and made it clear that she wanted to punish Veronica, she was rigorous, conscientious and very qualified in the teaching process.
He is a strict teacher who cannot tolerate any mistakes from his students.
It made Wayne want to go to class.
That night, Veronica worked on her homework until one o'clock in the morning. When she returned to the bedroom, she found that Wayne had already washed up and lay down on the bed.
"Asshole, who allowed you to sleep here? Get out quickly, you've soiled the bed!"
Veronica blushed and drove away. Unable to match Wayne's thick skin, she hesitated for a while and reluctantly agreed to lend half the bed.
When the lights were turned off, there were two quilts with a pillow in the middle. The defense line was impenetrable and impenetrable. When I woke up the next day, the defense line was missing and I was lying on the same quilt again.
It smells so good! x2
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Time goes round and round to May.
The selection of the saint was suspended for a week due to unknown reasons. It was slightly accelerated after returning to normal. If nothing goes wrong, the real saint will be selected in June.
In other words, the selection process has reached its final stage.
According to the information provided by Senna, most of the candidates have been eliminated. Those bodyguards who made up the number, that is, the male candidates who kept saying they wanted to be the Son of God, have all been kicked out of the assessment.
The remaining candidates for sainthood basically came from the church headquarters. Dusha, whom Wayne knew, was still persisting. Without her brother to cover her up, she showed considerable talent and won the secret support of several church leaders.
Among them is Senna.
The so-called selection of saints has developed to the point where it has become a power compromise at the church headquarters every twenty years. The saints themselves are not decisive, but the supporters behind them are the foundation.
During this period, Senna would come to the villa every day to teach Veronica. Because of the previous lessons, she kept a certain distance from Wayne, and there was no longer the temptation of the drawn eyes.
On the 8th, Senna rushed into the bedroom quickly and backed out amid Veronica's screams.
When I closed the door, I was almost hit by a pillow.
She stood at the door with a dark face, secretly saying that it was too much, especially for Veronica, who would only harm herself if she learned everything.
Why are you so eager to learn? You deserve to be deceived!
"Teacher Saina, please respect other people's privacy next time you knock on the door!"
Wayne walked out of the bedroom holding his pants up, complaining and giving Senna a look.
Well done, I count you as an assist this time.
Senna didn't understand what Wayne meant. No matter how she looked at her, she was ruining things. She shook her head to dispel her reverie and said bluntly: "Mr. Mulla, the Natural Knight, has arrived at the church headquarters. Deputy Captain Gavin is waiting for you. You..."
"It's best to take a shower first and then go there."
"It should."
Wayne's body squirmed, and the old skin was replaced with new skin. It only took three seconds to wash it off.
Senna was silent, still disgusted, but she seemed to be used to it.
"Where is Mr. Mulla, Knights of the Church of Nature?"
"No, he is at the home of Deputy Head Gavin. He does not want to enter the church headquarters. Except for the Pope and the Great Prophet, no one else knows..." Senna told briefly, opened the portal and took Wayne out of the villa.
…
Gavin's house is located between mountains and fields. He usually lives in the church's Knights dormitory or group dormitory. He rarely goes home. In addition, his personal desires are not high and he never pursues a luxurious life. This wooden structure house is ordinary. Strangely, I couldn't find expensive and decent furniture.
From the perspective of a successful person, Gavin is undoubtedly a loser. After so many years of work, he has not saved any money.
Wayne expressed his admiration for him. In this materialistic church headquarters, Gavin was undoubtedly a breath of fresh air and restored some reputation for the poor church.
Wayne saw three figures on the fenced grass in front of the house.
Gavin, who was smiling, winked at him desperately, trying to take this opportunity to explain something to the great prophet Tubie, and a middle-aged man wearing a white robe with an elegant and humble appearance.
Pope.
Ludwig.
Ludwig had a very good appearance and a very friendly smile. When he saw Wayne looking at him curiously, he smiled and nodded.
He is quiet and restrained, speaks and behaves appropriately, has a calm and easy-going charm, and his gentle smile makes people feel very comfortable. Everything is so appropriate and natural, and it is easy for people to like him.
So, this is a jerk!
Wayne responded respectfully, calling him the Pope, which was very polite.
At the same time, Wayne also saw the true face of the great prophet Tube, followed by a mandrill. He had a white robe, white hair, white eyebrows, and an old but shimmering face, which fit his stereotype of the legendary mage.
Tubie wanted to say something to Wayne and was extremely anxious, but Senna didn't give him this chance and raised his hand to protect Wayne behind his back.
"Candidate Wayne, meet again."
"Deputy Captain Gavin, it's an honor to listen to your teachings again."
In the worst situation, Gavin can be called the only saint in the audience. Wayne has a good impression of him, puts aside his bad mouth, which is harmful to others, and respects him in his words.
"Work hard. Mr. Mulla is waiting for you in the house. Don't be disappointed if you don't succeed. I will keep my original proposal and introduce you to the Natural Knights." Gavin patted Wayne on the shoulder and moved away from the road to the cabin. , took out the wine bottle and took a sip.
Under Senna's tangled gaze, Wayne stepped in front of the wooden house, knocked on the door gently, and walked in after receiving an answer.
Pope Ludwig subconsciously took a step forward, his face calm and calm, and the hands hidden in his sleeves were tightly clasped.
Goddess above me, don’t let him do it!
(End of chapter)