Original God: Trick Wendy into blitzkrieg to winter

"No matter who you are, since you are here, then stay!"

[Young Master] shouted and was about to attack, but he heard [Madam]'s voice behind him.

"I advise you not to do it. Regardless of whether you can beat him or not, just based on the title of 'The Queen's Guest', you have no reason to do it!"

[Lady] opened the door and walked out slowly.

"Dear guest, could he be the person that the Queen sent a message to say could help us?"

The son said uncertainly,

After all, he would never have thought that a thief could receive such high praise from the Queen.

"It is indeed him. As for the reason, you will know it later."

[Lady] said this and walked towards Anheng.

"Hey, isn't this my good friend Rosalin? I unexpectedly ran into you here. It seems like we are destined to meet."

An Heng waved at [Madam] with a playful smile and said,

"Look, we are already so familiar with each other. This Mora matter..."

"Hey, don't call me Rosalyn!"

The [lady] said unhappily. After all, in her heart, this name only belonged to one person...

"It should be easy for you to steal Mora without being discovered by our Northland Bank. Why did you deliberately reveal your flaws?"

"It's easy for me, but what's the point of stealing?"

An Heng found a chair in the hall and sat down, then added to the [lady],

"Besides, I do have something I want to talk to you about."

"What's the point? Haha, doesn't your behavior count as stealing?"

[Lady] chuckled and found a chair to sit down next to An Heng.

"No, no, no, I am stealing, not stealing. There is a fundamental difference!"

An Heng pretended to be serious and said to [Madam],

"A thief is the highest level of this profession. You have heard of a thief, but have you heard of a thief who steals? You have heard of a phantom thief, but have you heard of a phantom thief?"

"Haha, you're so smooth-talking! But that's really how you talk. Tell me, what do you want from me?"

[Lady] looked at An Heng meaningfully and asked.

When the Young Master heard that they had something to discuss, he tactfully walked away.

"I think you can go find the Wind God when you have time, the one whose heart you ripped out."

An Heng ignored the increasingly angry look in [Lady]'s eyes and continued to speak to himself.

"I know you hate him, but he's trying his best to make amends now, right? Judging by the time, he should be successful soon."

An Heng said this with a hint of deep meaning, and poured himself a cup of tea.

"Not bad, not bad. As expected of the Northland Bank, the tea they use is the top-quality tea produced by Qiaoying Manor."

After drinking the hot tea, An Heng hummed with a satisfied look on his face.

"You mean resurrection!"

The lady stood up instantly, because she remembered what An Heng had said at the church door.

"Tell me it's true, you can revive Rustam!"

"Don't be so anxious. Didn't I tell you to take some time to meet the Wind God? I think he will give you a satisfactory answer."

An Heng ignored the excited [lady] and continued drinking his tea.

"But I like your expression now. It's very interesting, isn't it?"

"Hundreds of years later, the returning girl can sing to the boy again. Hahaha, it's really interesting. I feel like I can write a light novel in Inazuma!"

An Heng said as he raised an eyebrow at [Madam].

"Thank you, An Heng."

The [lady] calmed down and sat down again, expressing her sincere gratitude.

"But the body I have now..."

"Don't worry. I always like to help you get through to the end. Once I regain the ability to eliminate wear and tear, I can naturally help you restore to your previous state."

An Heng smiled at [Madam] and then continued,

"But then your life span will be reduced to that of ordinary people. Are you willing?"

"I am willing!"

The lady said decisively,

"As long as I can see Rustam again, I can give up everything!"

"Okay, since you said so, then the contract is done. After I help you revive Rustan, hehehe, I want your..."

An Heng deliberately prolonged his voice, his expression gradually became wretched, his eyes fixed on the [lady’s] chest, and he said,

"…your power"

"Hahaha, what else do you think it is? Your body? Your expression right now is really funny!"

An Heng pointed at the constipated lady and laughed.

Then the figure disappeared instantly under her murderous gaze.

“The power in your body will be useless by then, so you might as well give it to me. As for what use I will have… hehehe, you’ll know when the time comes.”

An Heng’s voice continued to echo in [Lady’s] ears.

"What an unreasonable guy! But Mond... looks like I have to go there."

The [lady] whispered softly.

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After slipping out of the Northland Bank, An Heng headed towards the hotel.

Now that I am so rich now, I naturally cannot live in that kind of cheap house.

"Boss, please change the room for me. I want the most expensive one!"

An Heng handed the previous key and a large bag of Mora to the boss and said with great wealth,

"Oh, it looks like the boss has made a fortune!"

The hotel owner smiled and put Mora away, then handed An Heng a room card.

"The room is 300 Mora per night, including three meals. The total charge for two weeks is 4200 Mora. Excluding the previous charge, the total charge is 3400 Mora! Here is your room card."

"Don't worry, this door has been equipped with the latest Fontaine technology, so it's guaranteed to be safe!"

An Heng ignored the smiling boss and went upstairs on his own.

"As expected of a room that costs three hundred dollars a day, it's luxurious!"

An Heng looked around the room.

Except for the lack of television and lights, everything else is almost the same as the big hotel in the previous life.

"Sure enough, Mora is omnipotent. If you have money, you have to enjoy life!"

After a simple wash, An Heng lay down on the bed and fell asleep.