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Chen Xiu didn't make things difficult for her.

After all, it's just a small matter.

If you keep harping on about it, even if you are right, it will become wrong.

After getting the tail back, Mostima finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Thinking back to what happened just now, I had some scattered impressions of my tail moving around.

But at that time, I was immersed in thinking about life and did not stop this unlucky tail in time.

If that's the case, then you really can't blame Chen Xiu, but why can't you just slap it away? Why do you have to grab it with your hands?

Feeling the numbness slowly dissipating from her body, the fallen angel girl loosened her clenched toes slightly and returned to normal.

Chen Xiu didn't expect Mostima's reaction to be so big, probably because the contrast was too strong.

"Sorry, my tail sometimes moves around unintentionally. I disturbed you just now."

Mastema said calmly, as if nothing had happened just now.

"I see." Chen Xiu suddenly realized and nodded in understanding. "I heard that Feilin's tail sometimes does this too. Someone once joked that Feilin and Feilin's tail are actually two different species."

"Is there such a thing?" Mastema asked in surprise. "Then how did they deal with this situation?"

"I don't know the details." Chen Xiu spread his hands, "But it seems to be a racial instinct, so if it's not too extreme, they shouldn't restrict their tail's nature."

Mastema looked at the tail in his hand and felt that if he didn't take care of it, something might happen in the future.

But apart from fallen angels, no other race would suddenly grow a tail, so she had no experience to learn from or refer to.

Otherwise, just wrap it around your waist first.

After sentencing the troublemaker Tail to imprisonment by binding him around the waist, Mostima looked at Chen Xiu.

Her spell was interrupted by the little farce just now, and she didn't know how the other party had recovered or whether she needed to continue.

"My body has recovered about halfway. Miss Mastema, your ability is very useful!"

Chen Xiu gave a thumbs up. He could maintain this condition for two to three days.

Even if a battle breaks out, it can last for several hours.

Not to mention playing a decisive role in turning the tide of the battle, at least he wouldn't be held back by his physical weakness when retreating, forcing Texas to carry him on their backs.

It’s like a certain blogger being carried by Huang Maomao or held in the mouth of M3.

"As long as it's useful."

Mastema nodded, and the smile on her face returned to its natural state.

"If you need anything in the future, you can come to me. Since we're colleagues, I can give you a small discount~"

Chen Xiu didn't plan to get it for free, after all, Mostima's spells also cost real money.

"That's right, but let's discuss the specifics later."

At the same time, Count Strollo's team arrived in Reina County.

Gertrude sat in a luxurious carriage with a communicator on the table in front of her.

Not long ago, she killed her cowardly and incompetent brother with her own hands and took away the position of head of the Strollo family from him.

But even so, she still couldn't control her own destiny, because the Strollo family was too deeply involved with the remnants of the damned Witch King.

His own father had long funded the remnants of the Witch King.

But after the matter was exposed, he was about to give out the person behind the scenes, but was brutally murdered by the remnants of the Witch King.

As a result, the Strollo family was banished by the Twin Queens to Visheim, a shabby territory with inconvenient transportation and barren land.

Even so, the remnants of the Witch King did not let them go.

The weak brother will only listen to the orders of the remnants of the Witch King, and the whole family may be destroyed by them at any time.

Gertrude was really fed up with this precarious life, and she was even more afraid that the invisible rope around her neck would suddenly tighten one day, ruthlessly taking away her young life.

So, we can't go on like this.

The remnants of the Witch King have grown tired of their worthlessness.

I can't let my brother control the family anymore! I can definitely do better than him!

After usurping the throne, Gertrude took decisive action, hoping to increase her own value by developing her territory.

Since the remnants of the Witch King want to overthrow the Twin Queens, they will definitely need various resources. As long as I can provide them with what they need, I will definitely be able to...

But the cold reality gave Gertrude a painful slap in the face.

The remnants of the Witch King didn't care about the benefits she offered, whether it was money, magic, or power.

These fanatical followers of the Witch King only care about one thing, and that is the various remnants left behind by the previous king.

They believed that with their efforts, the great Witch King would definitely be resurrected!

After learning about the changes in Reina County, they immediately took action.

Gertrude has met with Count Reina several times recently regarding trade routes.

But when she woke up in the morning, she found a communicator at the head of her bed, which the remnants of the Witch King would use to remotely control her.

Although she had long known that there were spies from the Witch King's remnants, or even official members hiding in the family, Gertrude was still frightened by this incident.

Since the other party was able to put the communicator next to her pillow while she was sleeping without anyone noticing, he could naturally kill her.

This was obviously a warning to her that if she didn't obey, she would die next time.

Is it so easy to get the secret hidden by the Corina family?

The remnants of the Witch King will only ask her for results.

The Countess's heart was filled with helplessness, confusion, and even despair.

A rustling sound of communication was heard, and the remnants of the Witch King, who were hiding somewhere, were urging her to act quickly.

Count Reina had two great loves in his life - women and music.

And she brought it all.

Chapter 91 Arturo: Family! Another fun to watch

Lifting a corner of the curtain, Arturo peeked out to look at the scene outside the car.

The checkpoint that should have been bustling with people was now deserted. The flickering light on the magic tower was brightly visible even during the day, announcing to everyone the current situation facing this mobile city.

What on earth happened?

To be able to put an entire earldom into a state of emergency...

Arturo couldn't help but become curious, but her music could not reach the city from here over the high walls.

I thought it was just a simple performance commission, but I didn't expect to encounter such an unexpected situation. The corners of Miss Angel's mouth curled up slightly and revealed a hint of amusement.

"Mr. Czerny, something seems to have happened in Reina Territory. What do you think it might be?"

Arturo looked at the Elafia man sitting across from him, who was also one of the targets of his interest on this trip.

In other words, it was because of Czerny that she agreed to Gertrude's boring performance commission.

She had performed it enough times at Leitania's noble banquets; the emotions were all the same, with nothing new to offer.

On the contrary, this slightly famous infected musician has always suppressed his passionate and sincere emotions in his heart, like a volcano that may erupt at any time.

Prepare to let out a hysterical cry against fate and injustice!

At this time, Czerny was folding his arms, closing his eyes and thinking, with an expressionless face on his solemn and old-fashioned face.

After hearing Arturo's words, he slowly opened his eyes and tilted his head to look out the window.

"This situation is indeed rare."

Czerny adjusted his glasses, and a faint light shone on the lenses.

“If I were to express it in a piano piece, the melody would have to be passionate.”

"Oh?" Arturo asked in surprise. "Shouldn't it be repressed? And a little nervous and panicky?"

Czerny shook his head and replied, "Because resistance is inevitably hidden beneath repression, dullness is certainly the main tone, but I am more looking forward to the subsequent changes in the song."

As he spoke, Czerny took out a piece of rough paper and started writing.

Arturo raised his eyebrows, and without interrupting the other person's creation, he also composed a new piece of music in his mind.

Since I haven't decided what to play at the banquet yet, I might as well compose a piece of music that suits the occasion.

Although doing so may cause some unnecessary impacts, it is also interesting, isn't it?

The Sakota girl swung her small feet in black leather shoes, her expression full of anticipation.

"Master, the main magic tower has resumed operation."

Butler Liberi, dressed in a formal suit, reported the latest situation to Count Reina.

"Also, Countess Strollo's team has just arrived at the checkpoint. What do you think we should do?"

"Strolo?" Count Reina frowned slightly. "Why did she suddenly come here?"

"Sir, today is the day Miss Gertrude is supposed to visit."

"But didn't I turn down all the social engagements after the incident?"

Count Reina suddenly paused, remembering that he seemed to have missed Gertrude.

Neither her family nor the things she wanted to talk about were important to him, so he forgot about her when he delivered the message.

But now the other party has come as promised, and it would be embarrassing to send him back at this time.

Even though he looked down on the now-powerless Strollo family, he couldn't let this happen openly.

No matter what, the other party is still the Earl's family, and there are some rules and tacit understandings that need to be taken into consideration.

The Strollo family was banished to Visheheim by the Queen because of their connection with the remnants of the Witch King.

Since they were not wiped out, it means that they were not deeply involved, but they would inevitably be monitored by the Queen's Voice.

Thinking of this, Count Reina's heart suddenly tightened.

It seems that I still need to meet Gertrude and entertain her a little.

The attitude must be just right. Whether it is too cold or too enthusiastic, it may arouse the suspicion of the Queen's Voice.

"In that case, let's follow the established procedures and arrange a small social dinner."

At night, the banquet hall of Count Reina's Palace was brightly lit and filled with music.

The crystal chandeliers hanging from the dome filled the space with warm golden light, forming a subtle contrast with the cold glow of the magic tower outside the window, adding a different touch of color to the dinner.

The long white table was covered with gold-threaded satin, the silver cutlery and enameled porcelain plates shone in the candlelight, and the air was filled with a faint scent of incense.

In a dim corner, Chen Xiu and Mostima each held a plate and devoured the food.

Although it was just a small dinner party, the food and drinks listed on the long table were enough to feed at least dozens of people, and there was no shortage of various precious ingredients.

Gertrude deliberately wore a slightly bold dress tonight. When she was talking to Count Reina, the black lace on her sleeves accidentally brushed against the back of his hand, which seemed a bit provocative.

The music flows quietly, and the elegant and soothing music fits the atmosphere of the scene very well.

"Sir Franz, I'm sure you already know that I spent a lot of money to invite two outstanding performers this time."

"Is it Miss Arturo Giallo and Mr. William Fichte Czerny? I've heard of them before, but I've never had the chance to hear them play in person. It's all thanks to Miss Gertrude."

Count Reina responded politely and did not react to Gertrude's advances.

Although Gertrude was anxious, she knew that she couldn't show too much anxiety.

Otherwise, not to mention using your beauty to get close to him, you might even arouse his suspicion.

While the two were chatting, the orchestra in the Count's palace stopped playing and gave the stage to Arturo.

The Sakota girl holding a violin bowed in greeting, and her long, straight black hair, as smooth as silk, swayed in waves.