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Perotina followed Silthwaite anxiously all the way to his bedroom.

This was the first time that Perotina came to the place where Silthwaite lived.

This palace has a similar architectural structure to her dormitory, but its layout is completely different. The decorative color is mostly pure white, with occasional touches of purple and gold, making the entire hall look particularly cold.

Standing in the middle of the empty hall, Silthwaite did not ask Perotina to find a place to sit down, and kept a certain distance from her.

Looking at the surrounding arrangements, Perotina knew that Silthwaite was using a little trick in psychology, hoping to put psychological pressure on her and make her reveal her flaws and reveal the truth under her nervous emotions.

Normally, Perotina would have laughed at him, but now she just felt extremely frustrated. Because she really couldn't dance, and there was no conspiracy or other considerations like Silthwaite wanted to think.

"Tell me, what is your purpose for doing this? Are you finally unable to bear the pressure of schoolwork and are about to explode?"

Sure enough, Silthwaite came up to ridicule and accuse her, but also felt a little secretly proud, as if he was glad to finally wait until this stubborn girl bowed her head to him.

Perotina didn't pay attention to Silthwaite's abnormal attitude. She just told her situation honestly.

"I can't dance, and I don't want to dance. I have never danced. I, I probably have a mental disorder."

At the end of the sentence, Perotina frowned slightly. Exposing one's flaws is never pleasant.

"psychological disorder"

Silthwaite stared at Perotina.

"Ah."

Perotina made a breathy sound through her nose.

“Although I know it’s wrong to think this way, I always think that dancing is to please others and to release myself for others, so I feel very conflicted and can’t let go of any movement.

However, I don’t mean to look down on the relevant practitioners at all. Even for those who sell meat, I don’t think there is anything wrong with them. They all work to make a living.

But when it comes to me, I just can’t let go. Well, maybe there are other things that I can't let go of, but I haven't found it yet. "

Perotina gave such an explanation with confusing logic, and Silthwaite felt that she roughly understood it.

And what he was most proud of was that he guessed what the obscure expression "meat seller" meant. This unique feeling of using words with Pelotina made him feel inexplicably happy.

"You said you were embarrassed to dance."

Silthwaite simply summed it up for Perotina.

Her dislike of pleasing others was actually an excuse she made for the sake of rationality. The real reason was just that she felt embarrassed.

"You asked me why I don't feel embarrassed when I look good. I haven't even seen you blush."

Silthwaite was puzzled and asked directly.

Now Perotina was really shy. Her face suddenly turned red, her eyes were wet as she stared at Silthwaite, her words became stilted, and her already sweet voice became even more sticky.

"Who said I won't be embarrassed? I just said that you are beautiful and I won't be embarrassed because you are really beautiful. I like to sincerely express my inner praise when appreciating beautiful things."

Perotina's words were hot and direct. She didn't think anything of it.

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Silthwaite's heart skipped a beat for a moment.

"Cough cough."

Clearing his throat, Silthwaite turned his back and pretended to be serious, which was actually to cover up his abnormality.

"Then you won't learn the sacrificial dance? Not to mention that your baptism is unavoidable. As a goddess, you will also have to shoulder part of the tasks in the military exercise in the near future. You will never be able to escape from the sacrificial dance."

"Ah," Perotina cried sadly, "I still have to dance in public. I can't do it. I have never done it before. In previous years, it was just fine without me. Don't count me in this military exercise. "

In order to escape the fate of dancing, Perotina shamelessly pretended to be pitiful and even pulled Silthwaite's sleeve.

Over the time they have known each other, she has become less and less afraid of this Iceberg Goddess. She feels that although he seems difficult to get along with, he is still very easy to get along with as long as his bottom line is not touched.

"What are you talking about? What does it look like?"

Silthwaite shook off Perotina's hand and felt more at ease when he saw her standing quietly with her head bowed and listening to him.

"The military exercise is not an annual one. This is the second time in a century. Envoys from various countries will come to watch it. It is very important. As a new goddess, although you are only an honorary one, you cannot be absent."

Silthwaite first explained to her the unchangeable nature of the sacrificial dance, which made Perotina moan involuntarily.

"Now that time is very tight, I didn't expect this to be a problem for you."

At this point, Silthwaite pondered.

"Perotina, are you hungry?"

"what"

Perotina touched her stomach and felt a little hungry.

The dance class was originally scheduled before the evening, but she had been having trouble, and now she had missed dinner time.

"hungry."

Perotina nodded honestly.

"So is there anything you like to eat in Luo Fan City? Or maybe the food in the Holy See is more to your liking?"

Silthwaite continued asking irrelevant questions.

"Well, I like the sweet corn soup and golden barbecue from the one on Central Street. As a staple food, I like the whole-wheat bread prepared by the Vatican for breakfast every day. It's fried and crispy."

"Well."

Silthwaite clapped his hands, and an attendant came in immediately, followed the instructions and went down to make preparations.

In just half a moment, Silthwaite got the brown and soft whole-wheat bread, put it into the food preservation equipment, and changed into travel clothes with Perotina.

"Okay, let's go out for dinner first and then take you to an interesting place. It should be helpful for you to overcome your shyness."

“Interesting place”

While her mouth and brain were filled with delicious food, Perotina did not forget to spare some energy to think about this matter.

This was the first time she came out of the Holy See at night. When she passed through the thick high wall, she felt that the night air she breathed was much cooler.

Pelotina enjoyed this trip very much, but she was always thinking about something that Silthwaite was mysteriously refusing to say.

And when she walked into the most famous flower street in Luofan City, Pelotina looked at Silthwaite's awkward expression for a moment and finally understood.

"Lord Goddess, it turns out you want to take me to visit the brothel."