Fang Zhou, why do people say I am a succubus?

"As for this incident, you all know it. Rhodes Island sided with Athrun and condoned their massacre of the Tara people. Yes, I killed people, quite a few. Struggle always involves bloodshed. It's not just me; Rhodes Island is no exception. No one thinks those elite operators are carrying rubber bullets and shooting blanks with toy knives when they're out, right?"

"Some people have too thick a filter for Rhodes Island. They always think that when steel claws pierce the body, green sauce will flow out, and if the enemy is slashed by a big knife, if they don't pay attention to the aftermath, that person can't be considered dead... Don't fool yourselves, Rhodes Island's weapons also kill people."

After explaining, Chen Zhou looked at the troubled Rhodes Island staff and asked, "Anything else you want to ask?"

The Guard sighed. "Although what you said is true, I still feel bad. After all, we are all part of the same organization that protects the infected..."

Chen Zhou did not try to persuade him to look at the current situation of the Tara people. He just stood up and said:

"Then you can feel good. As for the other doctors in Rhodes Island, I thank you for your contributions to the Kingdom of the Sky. If you really can't accept it and want to leave, I respect your choice and will personally send you back."

After going out, Chen Zhou lit a cigarette and looked out the window silently.

As they get closer to their goals, many people are destined to make a new choice: whether to stay in the Kingdom of the Sky or leave.

Of course, during this period, more people will join in and take their place.

Putting the matter aside, Chen Zhou thought for a moment and walked towards a tavern not far away called 'Binks' Wine'.

At the same time, the personal guard Corleone walked into the headquarters building with two letters.

As soon as I opened the door, I felt a heavy atmosphere spreading in the conference room.

At this moment, the others looked up at him in confusion, and Tallulah was the first to speak: "Corleone? What's the matter?"

"Uh... I came to deliver a letter to the leader. Since he is not here, I'm sorry to bother you." Corleone bowed his head, apologized, and closed the door again.

After thinking about it, he realized that the leader most often appeared at the headquarters building of the Tower Liberation Front, so he hurried over, placed the two letters on the leader's desk, and pressed them with the pen on the pen holder.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone through the glass window, and the two letters emitted a faint golden glow, which seemed to add a lot of color to the handwriting on them.

One letter was signed by the director of Rhine Life Engineering Department - the banshee Nasti.

Another letter was signed by the leader of the 'Pathfinders' - Sakota Andorn.

……

After forcing the boss to pay for the wine, Chen Zhou took the bottle of red fruit wine and, after a brief thought, strolled to the peach forest in the center of the three cities.

Even though he had given Rhodes Island a clear and sharp warning, he didn't feel happy at all.

Chen Zhou let out a breath.

Ultimately, it's disappointment.

After all, that was the organization he was most familiar with.

Hey, you fucking idiots, these people from Rhodes Island are forcing people to support that indecisive Aslan.

After gulping down a big gulp of wine, he felt his irritable mood relieved a lot.

Walking forward, when he saw the railing of Taoyuan, his eyes lit up.

The land of a non-mobile city like this is naturally incomplete, and there are inevitably some gaps. Sister Tazi sent earth and stone sorcerers to fill some of them, and installed guardrails on other parts, so that you can overlook the scenery below when you visit.

Chen Zhou, who has mastered the ability to float, has a new way of relieving stress, besides cigarettes, alcohol, and beautiful women, by taking a leap of faith.

At first, he experienced the thrill of floating rapidly before landing. Later, as his physical condition improved, he was able to withstand the impact of landing with his physical strength, just like Sai Dad.

Which dance should I do today?

Wait, Chen Zhou was shocked. This guy drank and jumped off the building...

Wasn't I supposed to be the Golden Lion? Why am I drifting closer and closer to Kaido?

Just as he was considering whether to jump, a pleasant piano sound came, like cool spring water in midsummer, pouring on his face, splashing brilliantly.

This piano sound... is it "Laurentina by the Water"?

For nearly three minutes, Chen Zhou listened to the melody quietly, his breathing relaxed, and he stopped drinking. He found that the irritability in his body and the urge to regret not punching Kal'tsit were successively eliminated in his heart by this song, as if the dust settled in his heart was washed away by the clearest rain in the world.

"The sunset is beautiful, and at this moment, the music is flowing in the peach forest. Doesn't everything become romantic?"

In the peach orchard, Arturo, who was standing by a tree playing the cello, adjusted the black sash on his uniform, bowed gracefully to his chest, and expressed his gratitude to the listener.

"Leader Chen Zhou, for you... the strings are vibrating."

Chapter 45: Pick the Flowers You Want to Pick (Part 1)

"As expected of the youngest professor at the Leitania Conservatory of Music, your performance was excellent."

"Thank you. Although your great cause does not need my music as an embellishment, I am willing to... play the passing cloud for you."

Arturo began to pluck the strings, and golden notes flowed along the edge of his black skirt.

There was a hint of smile on the corner of her mouth, as if with a hint of satisfaction, and her tone was gentle, naturally revealing the calmness and grace of a noble lady.

Chen Zhou looked at her figure wrapped in black suspenders, her neatly trimmed long straight black hair, her graceful swan-like neck, her beautiful but not coquettish face with a smile on it, and the teardrop mole under the corner of her eye adding a soft touch of color.

Under the peach grove, Arturo's skirt fluttered in the evening breeze, and the floating golden rays of light outlined the birds, moon, wind and flowers on her perfect figure. Everything stopped in the afterglow of the sunset, and the tranquility was incredible.

No wonder people say Tutu has the greatest face in Terra.

After taking a quick glance, Chen Zhou withdrew his gaze and thought about his next move to Londinium.

"Leader, I can sense your mood improving."

Arturo, holding the bow and stepping on black high heels, stopped in front of Chen Zhou and asked, "Would you like another song?"

"No problem, but speaking of you, how have you been feeling in the Sky Kingdom recently?" Chen Zhou asked with a smile.

"I admire your philosophy of saving everyone equally regardless of race, but the words in the leader's quotations seem far more shallow than the observation notes you wrote in your dream..." Arturo held up the cello with a confused look on his face.

"Those shocking things were naturally burned long ago." Chen Zhou evaded the question without blushing or beating his heart. "Anything else? I see you seem very satisfied with the current Sky Kingdom."

"Hey." Arturo closed his eyes and a smile appeared on his face.

“I really like the local people’s attitude towards life.”

“What is the local people’s attitude towards life?”

"That was my first night stranded in the floating city. After scavenging from the second-hand record store, I bought dinner at the bakery across the street. When I was paying, the owner's daughter gave me an extra croissant. I told the little girl that I didn't buy it, and she said it was for me, her sister. The store was about to close, so she should go home early.

We exchanged childish, innocent words, and I said goodbye to her as we left. The rain outside seemed to have just stopped, the bread in my arms was steaming, and the neon lights were beautiful, illuminating the road. At that moment, I fell in love with this small yet beautiful country. And I can't forget the little girl with the purple iris embroidered on her skirt.

Arturo seemed to have forgotten to play, and was in high spirits, smiling unconsciously as he recalled that night.

A small but beautiful country... these words kept echoing in Chen Zhou's mind.

"So, for you, the one who created all this, I have immense curiosity and admiration."

Arturo lowered his head, closed his eyes, held the cello and gently plucked the bow with his fingers, like a princess dancing with the prince in a fairy tale.

"However, the words in the 'Leader's Quotations' are fragmented, and the notes in my memory are becoming increasingly blurred. Leader Chen Zhou, I feel sad that I cannot fully understand you. Please feel yourself fully in this chapter of freedom!"

After saying that, the melody that was so stunning to the ears suddenly changed, like... a ripple in the soul.

The Empire plays the chapter of freedom!

In an instant, Chen Zhou felt something stirring in his consciousness, as if a shackle in his heart was opened, releasing a ferocious beast.

Dare to think anything, dare to do anything!

Even Arturo in front of him exudes a strong feminine aura...

Maybe it wouldn't hurt to try? The devil in my heart held a small fork, and the rap-like magic sound kept spinning.

"Wait, Arturo, I'm in a weird situation!"

The domineering aura dispelled a hint of charm, and Chen Zhou's eyes became clear, but the restlessness was still burning in his heart.

Then I heard Arturo playing unaffectedly, and the words that fell from his mouth were as sweet as a song: "Even if you ask me to, I will not stop playing. Morality is one thing, freedom is another. The whole meaning of my life lies in playing. If I stop, it will be the end."

"Please let me play for you."

Sister Tutu's voice was like a spell, sweeping across Chen Zhou's hearing. "Let me explore your mind, your great thoughts, your rising will. Ha... ha... I can no longer control my desire to play for you! Your music is extremely romantic, and I am completely fascinated by you. I will play you, and I will also play myself for you!"

Chen Zhou gasped for breath, trying hard to suppress his desire: "Do you know what you are talking about?"

What a strong will!

Still awake even now!

Arturo's voice was like a song, full of heartfelt admiration. "I know, I know... Even if I have to face punishment and hanging afterwards, I am willing. If I can hear the truth in the morning, I can die in the evening."

Xi: Why should I die?

"You don't think I'll be like the usual audience, pouring out my dreams and sharing my innermost feelings with you after listening to the piano, do you?"

"Well...isn't it?" Arturo's singing paused for a moment.

Then you really underestimate me.

Thinking of this, Chen Zhou hardened his heart and chose the latter between staying sober and having no taboos.

At the same time, carrying Arturo, he flew all the way to the vacation home.

"I hope you won't regret it."

Chen Zhou seemed to fall backwards into a sea of ​​blooming flowers, falling towards the sky with a smile.

Arturo didn't comment. According to her understanding, the leader was afraid that he would go crazy after accepting this melody, so he found a place with few people to hide in advance.

High in the sky, the surrounding birds were frantically retreating as they flew backwards, and the thin golden clouds seemed frozen and stuck to the vast sky. The vast clouds were broken into countless flower clusters by the two people flying against their will, and they flew farther and farther away to the melodious sound of the piano.

Draco's fluffy blond hair floated upwards in the air, and he completely accepted Arturo's free movement.

Instantly, a flood of emotion washed over him. He saw the gentle movement of Sakota's black leather gloves, the smile rippled across that majestic face, the hazy, shadowy black fabric beneath the short, gold-trimmed skirt... His heart had never been so violent. He let himself be enveloped by the golden notes, releasing his emotions and feeling himself.

"Arturo, you are mine."

Hearing the voice, Arturo's expression froze, and then she suddenly realized that Draco had come close to her and blocked her lips, as if kissing honey.

"Well?"

Arturo opened her eyes in an instant, and the scene before her made her mind go blank.

As he flew backwards, a deep, sickly blush crept up Chen Zhou's cheeks. He caressed Tutu's face, his eyes gleaming with red hearts as he whispered, unyielding:

“Feel yourself to your heart’s content…”

Chapter 46: I and the General Take Off Our Battle Robes (Part 2)

The autumn sky, the disappearing cicadas, the white clothes like clouds, the handsome Drake and the long black straight Sakota, their chests pressed against each other.

The breath just came out of each person's lungs and was sucked in by another person.

Chen Zhou hugged Arturo, rubbing his fingertips on the high-quality fabric. Their hearts were pounding and their skin trembled slightly because of the warmth.

Even so, Arturo still leaned the cello against Draco's back and played it melodiously, and the movement of the bow would never stop until the melody ended.

——This also means that during this period, Arturo will allow Chen Zhou to pick him and will not take any resistance measures.

Their lips parted, and Chen Zhou stared at Arturo. Her cheeks flushed, and her eyes, like clear springs, met his gaze openly. Their gazes met in mid-air, entwining like vines, and then, in the dispersing air currents, they began a waltz, a dance that belonged only to the two of them.

Arturo's eyes were like water, his pearly teeth bit his pink lips, and his voice trembled slightly as he sang: "Abundant emotions, swelling love, even if it's all directed at me... These are your truest voices, and I will not refuse to listen."

"Arturo, I'm really growing fond of you."

"If only I could understand you... well!"

Before he could finish his words, Arturo's lips, as soft as petals, were directly invaded by the evil dragon.

Then, one hand grasped her tender knee, pulling her slender black silk legs and crossing them around his body.

Draco's hand also stopped there and rubbed it, without moving away...

Plop.

The dark blue blurred their vision, but the two of them fell accurately into the swimming pool of the holiday home, stirring up a pool of autumn water.

In the brief silence, dense bubbles appeared around the two of them. The next second, they both stood up wet, and the music gradually came to an end.

"Your clothes are soaked. Go to your room?"

Arturo tugged at his sleeves, and drops of water rose and fell like threads, splashing beautiful floral patterns on the pool.

"No, no need, right here."

"Okay then... what do we do next?"

"Kk... take it off yourself." Chen Zhou sat half of his body in the water, his tone so natural as if he was showing her a music score.

Arturo nodded and began to unbutton his jacket and tie one by one. When he unbuttoned the third button of his black shirt, his black underwear and a touch of white were revealed.