Elven Reaper

Akto glanced at Vivian, and couldn't help but have a sunny smile on his lips.

This pretty, cute, slightly innocent girl is really unlucky.

Akto recalled meeting Vivian by chance this morning and saying hello.

When Vivian learned that Akto was actually going to Poke City and was going with her, she jumped up excitedly on the spot.

Her male idol actually took the same train as her, and Vivian, a little fan girl, immediately became attached to Akto.

After knowing that Akto was a man with a family, Vivian's chat topics and behavior in front of Akto were greatly restrained.

This gave Akto a better impression of this girl.

And after seeing Vivian, a weak girl, carrying large and small bags on her shoulders and carrying luggage, sweating profusely and panting from exhaustion, Akto couldn't bear it, so he readily agreed to go with Vivian. And go.

After all, he is a magician and can use space props to help Vivian carry her luggage.

At this time, a middle-aged female ticket inspector at the ticket gate opened the door of the parking lot and shouted: "Those going to Polk City, the ticket inspection has started. Line up to check in."

Suddenly, about 70% of the passengers in the waiting room stood up quickly, carried their luggage on their shoulders, and ran to the ticket gate.

All passengers going to Polk City had already formed a long queue within two or three minutes.

Akto and Vivian were not anxious at all. The long queue quickly shortened, and after another two or three minutes, almost all of the team entered the ticket gate.

Akto then stood up and calmly walked over to check the tickets. Vivian also quickly collected the beef jerky and followed Akto quickly.

Akto flipped his palm, and a red ticket appeared out of thin air in his palm, which surprised the middle-aged woman checking the ticket.

Is this a space magic prop? It seems that this young man is a magician. After this thought came to his mind, the middle-aged female ticket inspector couldn't help but look at Akto with respect.

The female ticket inspector tore the ticket along the dotted line skillfully, leaving one third of the ticket stub for Akto, and then said with a smile: "Please come in."

Akto nodded and smiled: "Thank you."

Next is Vivian.

As soon as the female ticket inspector took the ticket from Vivian, she suddenly heard a shout.

"Vivian, my goddess. God of Light, you left without saying a word." This voice came from the other side of the waiting room.

The eyes of most people in the waiting room were attracted by the sound, and Akto also stopped and looked back to follow the sound.

I saw a young man running over panting.

This young man was wearing a crisp black suit, with shiny black pumps on his feet, and his hair was styled in a meticulous back style. He was not tall.

His facial features are ordinary, and the only thing worthy of praise is probably his straight nose.

As he walked, his suit pants swayed gracefully, revealing a thin ankle wearing gray-purple stockings between the trousers and leather shoes.

He looks like a pretty refined man.

The young man ran to Vivian with a gentle smile on his face and said with a smile: "My goddess, why did you leave without saying hello? How can you make me answer to my uncle?"

Vivian's thin eyebrows were slightly frowned, and there was a trace of imperceptible disgust on her face.

Akto raised his eyebrows slightly, having already made a rough guess about the relationship between the two. This delicate young man covets Vivian's body, but Vivian's attitude towards him is "haha".

It should probably be this classic social relationship.

Akto was also ready. If the young man and woman continued to struggle, he would take Vivian's bow out of the ring and not take her with him.

After all, the relationship between the great Elf King and this reasonably-looking female human named Vivian is not very close, and he cannot delay his schedule for Vivian.

Here, as expected, Vivian said calmly: "Sorry, Master Herbert, I think since I'm not very familiar with you, there's no need to say hello to you before leaving."

This exquisite young man named Herbert clicked his tongue, frowned slightly, but his tone was indescribably gentle: "My goddess, my Vivian, how can you say that we don't know each other well?"

"I have visited uncle several times, and uncle also hopes that we can be together."

"You don't know, yesterday I heard that the company you worked for suddenly collapsed. I was so anxious that I almost vomited blood. I really wished I was the one working the front desk there."

"At that moment, I swore that first, I would rescue you, and second, I would never let you leave my side again."

Herbert spoke more and more affectionately, and suddenly took a step forward. A pair of hands covered with colorful rings tightly covered Vivian's little hand in his palm.

Vivian was caught off guard and was caught with both hands, so she had to take a step back and keep her face as far away from Herbert as possible. Her long eyelashes were blinking, and a trace of disgust overflowed uncontrollably from her pink face.

"Please respect yourself, Master Herbert." Vivian said with a hint of anger.

Herbert looked at Vivian affectionately and did not mention letting go.

Looking at Herbert's expression, Akto couldn't help but think of an emoticon on earth, a man's outstretched hand, and his affectionate nostrils.

The look of disgust on Vivian's face increased again, and she said in a more serious tone: "I said, Master Herbert, please respect yourself."

Herbert suddenly let go of his hand, took out a piece of paper from his arms, and slowly unfolded it, his tone full of emotion.

"My goddess, Miss Vivian, do you know that I have written a poem for you, and I want to recite it loudly and dedicate it to my goddess."

"You know, at this moment, my love for you is like a turbulent wave, which even the God of Light cannot stop."

Akto curled his lips and wanted to laugh a little. This person is still a poet, so no wonder he was so surprised.

The expression of disgust appeared on Vivian's pretty little face, and it couldn't help but take on a cute color.

She wrinkled her small nose and said crisply: "I have clearly rejected you many times, Master Herbert. I'm sorry that I can't listen to your recitation. Because my shuttle bus is about to leave now, and I have to get on it quickly. Car, otherwise you will miss it.”

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the ticket gate.

A look of displeasure appeared on Herbert's face. Behind him, two uniformed patrolmen appeared behind him at some unknown time.

One of the patrolmen was sweating profusely and his uniform was a little crooked. He rushed to the ticket gate and shouted inside: "It's time to leave, no need to wait, there are no passengers here."

After saying that, he closed the door with a bang, then turned back to look at Herbert with a flattering look on his face.

Akto couldn't help but frown. The poet's status seemed to be quite high. With just one look, the bastard came up to do things.