Son of the Olden Days

The Lord Tristone's Mansion is not much different from other Lord's residences. The architectural knowledge of this era is mainly stacked by past experience and knowledge. Perhaps there will be people who will pursue character and luxury during the stable Illuminati, but most of them become pragmatic after the dark.

Even if it is not a professional assassin and thieves, but with Sol's current Tier 6 strength, it is not too simple to do the work of sneaking. He didn't even need the fly curse, Thor easily walked around to the wandering mansion guard, and quickly touched the living area.

The aisle and the cloister are connected and winding, seemingly intricate, and actually almost the same as Sol's own. The main target of this visit is nothing more than two people. To discuss business matters, I can only find Lord Beagle or Omia Shiitake, Omia is the eldest daughter or eldest of the family.

Inwardly, Thor is more inclined to deal with the mushroom monster. There is no other reason. The mushroom monster who dares to betray, regardless of her status and status, must bear the anger of the big devil. I don't know if Miss Omia's small **** is strong enough, Sol guessed.

Sol never thinks that spanking is a perverted taste. From an academic perspective, this is obviously a sincere way of communication between men and women to abandon their prejudices. Not only can we quickly open each other's hearts, but also let everyone talk about life freely.

And in terms of grasping the sense of rhythm, Saul felt that he was not proficient enough. Obviously, there is still a lot to learn.

After groping for a while, Saul quickly figured out that the seemingly irregular aisles separated the living areas of the servant and the master. It is also reasonable that the servant must keep quiet and not affect the rest of the master, but also respond to the call at any time to ensure timely service.

At this point in time, except for the guards on the periphery of the mansion, who were still wandering, most of them had already fallen asleep peacefully. As if entering a man's land, Saul was like a silent ghost in the dark night. The doors were opened silently, and then they closed again silently.

Snoring loudly, fart grinds teeth, hardly clamps the pillow, and Thor has seen many different sleeping positions in a short while.

Among them, men and women are naturally different, but the target person of Sol has not been found. No way, Sol remembered that on the day when he arrived at the Warm Wind Town Spirit Eliminators Association, Lord Beagle took his six or seven children to sit around the hall. Obviously the old guy was quite capable of giving birth.

Pushing open the door of a magnificent room again, Thor suddenly discovered some new things. The interior decoration style is gorgeous and soft, indicating that the owner is obviously a woman. When he touched the side of the bed, Saul was silent in the darkness, holding his hands in thought.

The woman on the bed is about 30 years old, looks good, slept very smoothly, with a beautiful long leg exposed outside the blanket.

Seeing this woman's age should be a certain lady of Beagle, the slightly exposed sleeping posture is undoubtedly very sweet, but it is a pity that Saul can't be charming at all. After all these years, Thor's aesthetic has long been forced into the master level by his enchanting mushrooms.

What caught Sol’s attention was her legs, or the common female gauze stockings she wore on her legs, well, at least Sol was very common.

Nowadays, there are many kinds of gauze stockings commonly used in the market, and they are basically tulle sleeve type. In order to prevent the stockings from falling off, they will be tightened slightly at the base of the leg, and there will be a bow for the more delicate ones. Although Saul is not a professional, he has met a lot of self-professionals.

Embroidered on the surface of the tulle, small broken flowers, half-hidden, Sol didn't see too much, after all, so many shiitake mushrooms in the house are hangers. But these are all embodied craftsmanship on the surface of the sock, adding decorative beauty, but this one is different.

The texture of this gauze stocking socks is fairly delicate, but the real beauty lies in the base of the leg. A small vertical cloth belt extends from that circle of straps. This small cloth belt is located between the gauze stockings and the gauze waistband, which serves as a connection and fixation.

Sol has always wanted to be a person who always keeps the heart of inquiry in the endless unknown. He thinks that life will be wonderful and meaningful enough. Because the surrounding details are everywhere, there are new discoveries every day, such as the yarn socks in front of me.

Obviously it's just a design that can be readily available, but I actually found out today that Sol decided to name this type of socks "suspenders" socks, and after returning home, he realized mass production in the territory. Obviously, only by heart can we make the best... well, gauze stockings.

Sol has always been rigorous in academic research and exploration. Keeping this note in mind, Sol quietly left the room. In the future, their own shiitake mushrooms must dress uniformly, um, that is, put on this kind of suspender gauze socks to reflect the collective beauty.

Saul made the decision happily in his heart.

They are struggling on the road of academic research, and they must also keep up with their own pace. I don't know how enchanting it will be after the shiitake mushrooms are put on this kind of suspender gauze socks? What kind of fierce battle will usher in? But it doesn't matter, the brave devil never compromised.

After groping for a while, Sol soon found another evil garter stocking, but it was wrapped around Omia Shiitake's leg.

The oil lamp in the room was not extinguished, her sleeping posture was quiet and sweet, and she hadn't seen it in half a year, and some places under Omia's tulle seemed to have grown a little bit. You pushed me in front of the dragon's claws, and you slept soundly here, and Thor directly laughed angrily.

After being quiet for a while, Sol folded his dusty coat aside, and then put his leather boots neatly by the bed, then calmly lifted Omia’s little blanket and squeezed in. It's like a male host who has just returned from a long time.

Strictly speaking, the average visitor will not have the opportunity to enter the eldest lady's bedroom. Even if they enter, they can only behave properly, not to mention the bed, even sitting down is an extremely rude behavior. Fortunately, the Devil King never sticks to the secular framework, lie down whenever he wants.

The alertness of this little shiitake mushroom is simply not worth mentioning, sleeping like a pig.

Sol stared at the roof with his arms folded, and began to sort out the things he had to explain next, so as not to miss important details.

After a while, Omia let out a slight dream, then subconsciously raised her arm around Sol’s neck, one big long leg climbed onto Sol’s leg, and the other leg passed through Sol’s naturally. The leg bent down and wrapped one of Sol's leg.

Sudden attack interrupted Thor's thinking, and he turned his head blankly and glanced. Wow, you betrayed me and I still have good dreams by myself, even if I came to the door, you still dare to use your mushroom legs to pinch me, this is unbearable, it is really deceiving too much.

Looking down at the slender thigh that was quickly raised to his chest, Sol decided to use his expert appraisal technique to appraise this beautiful leg... Well, the upper gauze stockings contained the evil power, so Sol hugged the mushroom leg. Play carefully in his arms.

"Yeah~" Omia, who was rubbing back and forth, apparently dreamed of some wonderful dreams, and the Great Devil remained unmoved and continued to concentrate.

After twisting like a fish for a while, Omia suddenly bit her lip and let out a screaming scream, shaking her whole body. Then she returned to the world and opened her eyes, looking at her confused expression, it was obvious that she was stuck in the philosophical question of who I am.

When she saw Saul, her big eyes blinked, and then her small mouth suddenly rounded up, so that she couldn't even see the corners of her mouth.

"Yeah...hmm!" The scream just raised her head when she was blocked by a precision rag.

Saul himself was a little bit emotional. Now the world is difficult, and in many ways he can only become a master by himself. Take the hand of blocking rags, whether you use rags, your own mouth or something else, the trick is to block them quickly and accurately.

"What are you calling? It should be clear who is the victim in this scene?" Sol joked.

"Hey..." Omia looked down at her hand that was holding Saul's neck, the legs crawling on him, and his wet lining. She suddenly felt that she was not good, she could only His face was dripping blood and he plunged into the blanket and buried himself.

"I don't have time to be ashamed, go call your brother over, I have something to say." Sol patted her little butt.

"You... are not allowed to sleep in my bed." Omia quickly put on her skirt and turned back to protest to Saul.

Sol was angrily laughed, I let go of the debt between you and me, do you dare to entangle it?

Turning over and sitting up, Saul pressed Omia on the wall and kissed her so that she slumped down the corner, then helped her up and continued kissing.

"What about you when I slept?" Sol asked strangely looking at the shiitake mushroom slumped in his arms.

Saul meant what would you do even if I slept in your bed? Omia understood, what would happen if I put you to sleep? Instantly embarrassed and angered. I have to sigh with the profoundness and breadth of the text, and everyone in the world can find the interpretation they want most.

Seeing her reaction that was not quite right, Saul didn't care. The weird creature like shiitake mushroom often fell into inexplicable shyness.

"Do you need to call me father?" Omia asked.

"No, it's not easy for elderly people to fall asleep. I don't have much to say. You can tell it by yourself tomorrow. But there is one thing. Can your sisters and brothers be the masters of the territory and the Spirit Slayers Association?" Saul Think about the added sentence.

"Basically..." Omia replied.

Sol waved his hand.

"Ha! Boss! Have you finally figured out that you want to come back to be my brother-in-law?" After a while, Darryl's startled voice came.

"Stop bullshit, come and sit." Sol left the lingering bookshelf and sat down at the small round table.

So the three of them gathered around the small round table, and Thor recounted his general idea, and it was no surprise that the brothers and sisters were shocked.

But after the shock, there was only excitement, and I wanted to get things done right away.

"Then what are we going to do after joining the league?" Omia asked.

"No, you should just do what you usually do. But if you have time, you can go to a few alliance territories to learn more, to learn from the effective experience of various regions, to increase the depth of research on the deling, and you also need support in other territories. I want to help."

"The greatest significance of the existence of the Chu Ling League is to help others. You help others, and others will come when you are in danger. But to join this matter, you'd better hold a family meeting and discuss it carefully before deciding. Your sister and brother should Can't be the Lord."

"After all, every time assistance is dispatched, the casualties and consumption of human and material resources are not necessarily a small number."

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