Blue Sword

It is said that the two people kissed each other in love, just like the dry wood meeting the fire, or the Weaver Girl meeting the Cowherd. They hurriedly found a hotel nearby, and as soon as the room was opened, they rolled into a ball on the bed...

Hey hey hey...

"Your saliva is drooling." Looking at Medea who was trapped in inexplicable delusions, Ask reminded her.

Medea silently wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth, thinking that she had already reached the first base, and then she would focus on attacking the second level, which is the touching of more sensitive parts of the body.

As long as Aske is used to close contact, he can go to third base in one go and trick him into booking a hotel room.

She was thinking hungrily in her heart, and the hand holding Aske became restless, and she secretly touched down while he wasn't paying attention.

Then "pop", Aske caught him red-handed.

"What are you doing?" Ask asked with a frown.

"What's that bulge in your trouser pocket?" Medea said with a smile, "Give me Kangkang."

"It's just a wallet," Ask said.

"I don't believe it." Medea said, "I want to check it myself."

Asik had no choice but to take his wallet out of his trouser pocket and show it to her.

"What else?" Medea expressed dissatisfaction.

"No more." Asik patted his thigh to indicate that the bag was empty.

"I don't believe it, please let me go!" Medea grabbed his waistband and tried to touch him, but Aske pinched his chin, like a goose stuck in its neck, and he hesitated uncomfortably. I get up.

"Woman, you are playing with fire." Ask warned her seriously.

"I want to fuck you... No, I like you." Medea said vaguely with his claws on her cheek, "Are you tired? Let's go get a room first."

"You mean rest?" Asik frowned.

"Yes, yes." Medea nodded quickly.

"But, I refuse." Ask let go of her, "Put away your dirty hands."

here we go again! The leader's steely straight man style... Medea felt helpless, knowing that she was just infatuated and too impatient, which aroused his vigilance.

However, Miss Succubus still refused to give up and tried her best to make amends and said:

"Is it okay if I'm tired? I want to find a room to rest."

"That's okay. Since your body can't bear it anymore, today's activities will end early..." Asik pretended, making Medea's eyes widen in anger, and she quickly changed her words:

"I'm not tired anymore, let's continue playing."

"Really? Don't force yourself." Ask said hypocritically.

"I'm really not tired..." Medea was about to cry without tears. She couldn't tell that Aske's bluntness and incomprehension at this moment were all deliberately pretending.

This man is really bad!

She walked forward sullenly, but soon her joy and vitality returned.

Because after all, this is the world between her and Ask.

………………

In the Normandy Palace, Hilda Lifa's "recognition test" is in progress.

The way to test the bloodline is to take a tube of blood from Sidrifa, put it in the room with more than twenty bottles of other human blood, and then put a Fenrir Wolf into it.

This extraordinary creature has the ability to be "bloodthirsty" and can distinguish the smallest differences in blood through its sense of smell. Since it has been fed with the blood of the Otterville family all year round, it can even accurately identify the blood of that member of the Otterville family from the blood of hundreds of people.

After it entered the room, it slowly circled around the bottles on the ground - which made Hildeliefa a little frightened - and then stopped next to a certain bottle, which was Sidliefa's blood bottle. He lowered his head and sniffed, then stuck his tongue in and started licking it.

As a result, the onlookers breathed a sigh of relief, a little relaxed, but also a little subtlely regretful.

I was relaxed because the white-haired girl in front of me was indeed a bloodline of the Otterville family, and judging from the straightforward reaction of Fenrir Wolf, the purity of the bloodline was quite high.

It's a pity that since the North Wind Ax has recognized her as its owner and she is a member of the family, it is difficult to use simple and crude methods to seize this artifact.

Of course, not everyone thinks so. Some guys who are usually simple-minded and unscrupulous have begun to think about how to use coercion and inducement to force her to give up the ownership of this weapon.

"That being the case, then Sidrifa is indeed a bloodline of our Hauteville family." Iron-Armed William said sternly, looking around with a cold and stern look, he dispelled the attempts of some of the malicious guys around him. After all, as the current clan leader, if he wants to maintain order and stability in the clan, he must use his authority to stop most internal conflicts.

Of course, it's an open fight. He usually doesn't mind how children fight, fight, or even kill each other in private.

If you can't beat others, just shout for help, and the elders of the clan will stop you - but for the Normans, calling for help means giving up the dignity of a warrior, and from then on, you will have the same status as women and children in the clan, and there will be no more No privilege at all.

"Medea." Hidrifa was silent for a moment, then softly called in her heart, "I... passed the family bloodline test."

"It seems that I am indeed a member of the Hauteville family. Robert is indeed my biological father."

"But I'm a little unhappy."

"My mother never talked about my father, and I don't think she wanted me to meet Robert."

"Medea, are you listening?"

"Listen, listen." Medea mumbled a few words absentmindedly, then put the wreath on her head and asked Ask, "Does this look good on me?"

"It's nice to look at." Asik mumbled a few words absentmindedly, which made Medea pinch the soft flesh of his waist hard.

"Alas." Sidrifa followed everyone out of the room and continued, "I feel very complicated now."

"I feel that I have failed my mother's expectations. Medea, can you ask Asker for me? I heard from Nora and Mi'er that the leader is very good at enlightening and accepting confessions..."

"I want to become stronger, no more." Medea said impatiently.

Hidliefa:? ? ?

"He will definitely say 'getting stronger will solve your problem', or 'you just need to get stronger and your problem will be solved'." Medea said quickly, "I don't know exactly what to say, but that's the idea anyway. .”

"I don't understand." Hidrifa asked in confusion, "Why can my mother forgive me if I become stronger?"

"Because as long as you become stronger, you won't think about these problems." Medea said perfunctorily.

"Medea..." Hidrifa smiled bitterly.

However, Medea no longer paid attention to her thoughts. At this time, she was like a little wife out for a walk with her husband, gently holding Asker's arm, and wandering around the market happily.

Hildafa had no choice but to follow Robert and others in silence.

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