Father Mavie

Chapter 290 Black Swan Jin Na (Please Subscribe!!!)

Da da da.
The sound of hurried footsteps echoed in the empty corridor. Wearing gold-rimmed glasses and gray hair, Michelsson walked through the stairs and came to a secret room under the church at No. 78 Qiming Street.

He stood in front of the door, smoothed the wrinkles on his clothes, wiped his messy hair, and after confirming that he looked good, he knocked on the wooden door nervously.

dong dong!

The newly installed brown wooden door opens to the inside, and white mist gushes out from the sealed room. The room full of candles is resplendent and magnificent. Amidst the voice, a woman's charming chuckle sounded: "Michelson, why do you need to arrange your clothes? I've seen you look so miserable, what else is there to hide?"

Looking at the beautiful back looming in the white mist, Michelsong swallowed, walked into the room, and said with trepidation: "President, I discovered a talent in this afternoon's seminar."

"Um"

The half-body submerged in the water let out a moan from the throat of the woman, which made Michelson's face flushed, "I know who you are talking about, he may not be a talent."

"He's absolutely neutral!" Michelson said nervously, "Isn't this the balance of order we're looking for?"

"Why do you judge him to be absolutely neutral?"

"Because... because he didn't applaud like everyone else?"

"Michelson. Not applauding doesn't mean he is absolutely neutral." The woman picked up a pool of clear water and sprinkled it down her fair neck.

"But he approves of my speech!"

"How do you know that what he said is not a lie?"

Michelson was stunned: "President, didn't you use magic? People who are affected by magic will become our believers! What's more."

Michelson took out a pocket watch that stopped moving from his pocket: "The real pocket watch you gave me that can tell lies didn't respond either, which proves that the man didn't lie and told the truth."

"Perhaps what he agrees with is only a part. A true lie never relies on falsehood to deceive people."

The woman leaned lazily on the edge of the bath, her white and slender arms like jade carvings hung down the bath, and hooked her fingers towards Michelsong.

Michelson's body shook slightly, and he took two steps forward with anticipation and fear.

"That man is not an ordinary person. He can resist my magic, and his strength should be stronger than mine. The good news is that I can be sure that he is not a member of the Holy Light Mithril Society. Those stinky men who only know how to show off their strength don't understand elegance at all. , it is impossible for them to have such a powerful force."

Seeing that the woman did not pull herself into the bath, Michelson was a little disappointed and relieved: "The Mithril of the Holy Light has been investigating us recently. A lot of eyeliner, I worry."

"There is nothing to worry about, Michelson." The woman said softly: "My strength is constantly increasing, and soon the Holy Light Mithril Society will no longer be our opponent. As long as I can take that step, all problems will be solved." It's easy to solve."

"Yes."

"Meligino is short of materials again. Pick a few believers who have completed evolution and send them over. The lovely Kursa is good, her soul must be delicious."

Michelson shuddered. Of course he knew what the fate of the 'material' would be. The souls of believers sent to Meligino would be drawn out and become the nourishment of the woman in front of them.
"What, are you distressed?"

Did not hear Michelson's answer, the woman turned her head, a pair of deep black eyes lit up in the mist, her palm stroked Michelson's cheek, and said in a gentle tone: "Michelson, Michelson Song, who is more important between me and Kursa?"

"Of course. Of course you are the president"

"Yes, everything we do is to establish a new order. Their sacrifices are noble and fearless. I remember the names of each of them. This is the highest reward for them."

"Understood, what should I do with the man who will send Kursa to Meligino's research institute?"

"Just send someone to keep an eye on him. Don't get in touch with him too much. If there is a chance, I will personally investigate his details."

The woman licked her red lips.

The next day, at 7 pm, Mavi and Junia came to Central Park again.

Today is the official opening day of the Winter Festival. There are huge crowds of people in the park. I don't know how many people have gathered. Even the posters of the Black Swan Dance Troupe's performance are posted at the park entrance. Obviously, the 'gossip' has leaked out.

Although Ma Wei hadn't heard of the Black Swan Dance Troupe before, he did some research during the day and found that the Black Swan Dance Troupe popped up four months ago.

Initially, the Black Swan Dance Troupe was active in the Kingdom of Sardinia, and then went all the way north to the Kingdom of Romanov, where it began its long-term activities, at the same time as the emergence of the School of Order.

It is said that they had encountered a problem of poor management and were bought by a kind and rich man, that is, Baron Staley, with a huge sum of money. The original team has not changed, but there is an extra benefactor.

Since then, the performances of the Black Swan Dance Troupe have increased sharply, and they have performed in major theaters in the Romanov Kingdom, becoming more and more famous and attracting more and more guests.

The most popular dancer in the Black Swan Dance Troupe was the Miss Jin Na mentioned by the two clerks yesterday, and more than half of the guests came for her.

Tourists gathered on the road that the float passed, looking forward to admiring Miss Jinna's figure, but the Black Swan Dance Troupe did not show up for a long time, which caused complaints from the crowd, and many people even yelled at Miss Jinna name, constantly urged.

Standing in the crowd with Junia in his arms, Mavi looked no different from a tourist, except that he didn't call Miss Jinna's name.

"Dad, it's so noisy here." Junia leaned on Ma Wei's shoulder with a glass of lemon soda in her arms, she was a little dissatisfied with the noisy shouts around her, and wrinkled her nose and said, "It's crazy, I don't know who Miss Jinna is so beautiful that I can't even watch the show."

There will be parades and performances at the Winter Festival, which are basically organized by people spontaneously, so the quality of the performances is uneven, which is also one of the important reasons for the dissatisfaction of tourists. During the war, many dance troupes fled for refuge. Where What about the mood show?
Contacting Miss Jinna is one of the purposes of Mavi's trip. He is very interested in the Black Swan Dance Troupe, which is related to his mentor Michelson.

"The most exciting performance is of course the grand finale." Ma Wei said with a smile: "The Black Swan Dance Troupe should come out soon."

"Dad, after watching their performance, you won't become like these people, right?" Junia pouted and said, "Although...Although Dad is working hard, it's okay to take a break after watching the performance, but Miss Jinna is so beautiful , in case Papa falls for her. Junia won't know what to call her"

Before Ma Wei could answer, a familiar voice came from beside him: "No, the teacher has an absolutely rational personality. He may not be absolutely neutral, but he doesn't drink, smoke, take drugs, or whore. , will not be attracted by beauty."

"Daniel? Why are you here?" Ma Wei looked at Daniel who didn't know when he came to him, and asked in surprise, "Didn't you stay in the hotel?"

"I'll take a look at the situation. It's too boring to stay in the hotel." Daniel said with a smile: "With Heimyuk here, the magic of the School of Order won't work on me. Don't worry, Kovalev and the others didn't come, only I am coming."

"Really?" Junia's eyes lit up, "Did you say Dad won't be fascinated by Miss Jinna?"

"Absolutely not." Daniel said firmly: "I've never seen a person like the teacher who has no hobbies. He seems to be not interested in anything. His self-discipline is terrible, and he doesn't see any desire at all. It's really out of the low-level tastes, and it's frighteningly unhuman."

"I have hobbies." Ma Wei retorted, "It's just that you didn't see it."

"What hobby? Founding a church? It's not a hobby, it's an ambition." Daniel, with his hands behind his back, is an unknown 16-year-old boy: "In my observation, as long as people are people, they will have desires. Some people like to drink. Some people love sex, some people are addicted to power and can't extricate themselves. I heard that even the famous Mr. Dillock Holmes in the Kingdom of Windsor would inject 3% cocaine solution for 'pastime' on weekdays, but you, sir, have nothing ,Blank."

Ask yourself, Daniel thinks this kind of people are scary, because they seem to have no weakness, and they are rational to the extreme, but is the existence of extreme rationality a human being or a god?
"If I don't have the desire, why would I want to establish the Church of Truth?" Ma Wei curled his lips: "Your argument is not valid from the beginning."

"Teacher, you are right. I still need more observations to draw a conclusion." Daniel nodded.

wow——

Suddenly there was excited cheers from the crowd, and as a float with torches appeared, the complaints of dissatisfaction disappeared, and the crowd became lively, with whistles and shouts one after another.

Ma Wei turned his head and looked, and saw a black float slowly driving out of the depths of Central Park, pulled by four strong horses, decorated with a huge black swan, and under the swan, a group of Dancing girls in nude costumes dance to the music, the sequins on their clothes swaying with their bodies.

Standing at the front and leading the dance is a tall, well-proportioned, fair-skinned young woman, her graceful dancing posture is like a swan in the lake, her eyes are charming with crimson eye shadow, and her enchanting figure is full of straightness. Insert the beauty deep in the soul.

Black Swan - Jin Na.

Ma Wei stared at her for a while, then took out a silver balance badge and put it on his chest.

(End of this chapter)