don't make me wear a skirt

Smoke was coming from Lytle's head, he moved his butt a little farther away, and cursed: "Oh, damn, are you trying to justifiably stab my ass again?!"

Hecha was a little pleased by his series of nervous actions, and said with a smile: "You don't want those props left in Delance City?"

Lytle quickly pricked up his ears: "Hmm? How do you know that all my props are gone?"

Hecha was noncommittal.

Lytle's appetite was whetted, and he remembered sadly that his poor props had been separated from him for months, oh, how are they?Are you used to being in Count Hautmans' castle?Will it be missing arms and legs?

He moved the butt that had been removed back again, and poked Hecha's waist: "Will you really help me get all the puppets back?"

He Cha pinched his slender fingers: "The premise is..."

Lytle flinched back, but the movement was checked, unsuccessfully.

"Our wedding was held as scheduled, and Omans was introduced to Moyevia, and he was caught."

Lytle's finger, which was about to be retracted vigorously, didn't move. He thought for a while and understood: "Are we going to make a fake wedding for Earl Omans to see?"

Does that mean he doesn't have to be bullied and stabbed in the ass by Duke Hecha all the time?

"I think this proposal is perfect." Lytle was enthusiastic, and then rejected it unanimously: "So why does he have to bring props to his daughter's wedding? He is not a puppeteer!"

Hecha touched his soft hair: "When Earl Omans is captured and returned to the royal city, you can search his castle at will."

Lytle tilted his head in doubt: "Have you found any evidence of his rebellion?"

The dignified earl, who holds a high position, is not just arrested.

Hecha laughed softly: "That is also due to you."

As soon as Lytle was praised, his tail went up to the sky, and he immediately waved his hands cleverly: "It's all easy."

Then he leaned closer and asked, "Hmm? What did I do to make such a great contribution?"

Hecha enjoyed the little boy's approach very much, so he gave up a seat and waited for him to approach. Sure enough, Lytle happily posted it again.

Hecha said softly: "You subdued Witt, and Witt brought our cavalry into the lair of the Naveton mercenary group, and now their leader has confessed all the crimes, and confessed that it was Earl Omans for."

Lytle applauded himself wildly: "Oh, I didn't expect me to be so witty."

He Cha then asked: "Do you agree?"

"Of course, deal!"

Lytle's eyes sparkled, and what attracted him to shine was not only the props left in the city of Delance, but also a large number of gold coins and treasures. He decided to find a time to clean up his interspatial bag and throw away everything he could. Drop it, and use it to hold Count Ormans' treasure.

Soon, Hecha made another request: "So can you please make a hundred keys to control the puppet within a week?"

"This is an extra request! You just said that you have to pretend to be Lanny that day! Let the wedding go on as scheduled!" The sudden increase in workload made him very angry, Lytle slapped the table and screamed, and began to ask for prices: "I want you All the nutrient solutions in the warehouse are exchanged!"

Hecha raised his eyebrows: "The nutrient solution in my warehouse has always been reserved for you."

"You're lying!" Lytle fiercely helped the glass bottle on his belly, the cold bottle body had been covered to normal temperature: "You won't give me any more!"

Hecha pointed to his bottle: "Then what is this?"

"It's the fruit of my labor! No one can take it away!" Lytle stood up holding the glass bottle, and was about to run outside.

Hecha took him by the waist and brought him back.

Lytle sat down on his lap.

"Are you trying to force a confession from me, and then take away the fruits of my labor?! Woohoo! My stomach hurts so much, and you still want to torture me, are you Rongmao!"

Lytle curled up like an old hen guarding her chicks.

Hecha frowned: "Who is Nanny Rong?"

Lytle clutched his stomach desperately and sniffled: "Vicious female supporting role, a role similar to yours."

Hecha raised his eyebrows higher and higher: "Same as me?"

Lytle sniffed again, and replied, "Because you are a vicious supporting actor."

He Cha asked curiously: "Who is the leading actor?"

"Of course it's me." Lytle twisted into a ball and didn't let go, confidently: "A male supporting role like you is used to set off me."

Hecha directly took out the glass bottle that he had placed on his stomach.

"Aww." Lytle's eyes were full of tears, his whole body lost strength, and even the threat seemed limp: "You stole my nutrient solution today, and tomorrow I will let Tisha pull out all your teeth."

"Rather than wanting to pull out my teeth, it's better to care about my stomach." Hecha sighed, pointing at the bruise between the whites, his eyes darkened: "Why are you blue here?"

"It's all Alice!" Lytle began to report: "She kicked my stomach!"

He Cha clenched his fingers, then opened them again, pinching his face in reverse: "You don't wear iron skin anymore?"

Wearing Tisha's iron leather jacket, Alice would be kicked into a broken bone when she stepped down.

Lytle had a psychological shadow on the iron jacket, and he was heavy and uncomfortable. He muttered dissatisfiedly: "Then I would rather be kicked."

Hecha opened his shirt, and there was still a faint red mark on it, which was his masterpiece last night.

He opened the small medicine bottle, carefully applied it, and massaged gently on the bruised area, Lytle writhed and writhed: "Oh, oh, woo, woo, woo! Hahaha!"

Hecha endured it, and warned: "Don't move around, or I will strip you naked."

Lytle didn't dare to move, and didn't dare to scream, so he could only twitch.

After a long time, he couldn't move anymore, and ran into Hecha's arms like a kitten.

"Does it still hurt?" Hecha put down his clothes.

Lytle was sweating profusely: "Oh, it's okay, it's just a little hot."

Is this what Thea said about getting a massage?

It was a weird experience, a bit comfortable and a bit uncomfortable.

Lytle straightened his back, picked up the nutrient solution bottle, and looked at Hecha from time to time, swearing sovereignty: "Mine!"

He Cha laughed and said, "I didn't intend to take it away."

Lytle hummed in disbelief: "Then why did you take it out of my belly?"

Hecha thought for a moment and recalled, "You said you had a stomachache, so I wanted to take a look."

"Okay." Lytle reluctantly forgave him for talking to himself. After all, this guy's massage skills are not bad. He rolled up his sleeves and planned to show his skills: "Hmph, the key to control the puppet, something of this level , give me four days to make all of them, but first I need the materials to make the key."

He Cha laughed and said, "What do you want?"

Lytle took out a piece of kraft paper, and picked up a quill pen to "swipe" and wrote: "Fifty bottles of advanced nutrient solution, forty bottles of advanced maintenance solution, [-] ordinary keys, four boxes of ointment ——Puppets also hurt, and the ointment can make it less uncomfortable when the key enters their body."

Hecha glanced at the details, and then stretched out his voice: "Fifty bottles and forty bottles?"

Lytle said confidently: "Is there any problem! Why are you so stingy! You won't even pay such a small cost for making a hundred keys!"

Hecha nodded suddenly: "Little Aina, that's why you added an extra ten after five and four?"

God, why is this guy so hard to fool? !Obviously there are so many in the warehouse, and I won't give up a few more bottles!

"Then 49 bottles of nutrient solution! 39 bottles of maintenance solution!" Lytle bargained with bloodshot eyes.

Hecha thought of a moderate approach, narrowed his eyes and said, "Kiss me once, and I'll give you an extra bottle."

Lytle had a fierce and difficult mental struggle between kissing and stabbing his ass. No matter how he thought about it, it was more cost-effective to kiss.

"You are not allowed to go back on your word!" He said fiercely.

"uh-huh."

Lytle originally decided to work harder and get more rewards, to be a hardworking and simple puppeteer, and kiss him a dozen times in one breath, the kind where lips touch lips and then leave quickly, but the exposed reality hit him hard on the cheek , After 10 minutes, they only kissed once.

As soon as Hecha let him go, Lytle blushed, walked erratically, and went to the warehouse to get the props in desperation—because he had kissed once in total, he could only get one more bottle.

The puppet dog was very happy to see him, and flicked its tail: "Fu-ren-, you-come-again-"

Lytle was not very happy. If it weren't for this bastard dog, he would have brought back all the nutrient solutions in a warehouse, and he could fly away by then——

Oh, he was reluctant to part with his big bed and the delicious roast chicken, Lytle hesitated for a moment, and put the far away and high flight into pending.

"This is the application form approved by Hecha." Lytle handed the parchment signed with Duke Hecha's name to the puppet dog.

"Five-bottle-" the puppet dog almost cried out when he saw the parchment: "Duke-jue-big-man-really-ran-brave-violent-incomparable-husband-man-good-blessing-qi-"

Lytle was stunned, and waved his hand unknowingly: "Go get it, go get it!"

The puppet dog happily ran to the warehouse, muttering in his mouth while running: "Old-tree-blossom-flower-happy-thing-coming-near-la-"

Lytle thought the dog was goofy and needed to be remade.

On the other end, John Bar, who was in charge of Miss Alice's safety, was completely troubled, because the eldest lady refused to cooperate at all, biting and kicking, and even refused to go on the road, forcing her to die.

"You are not a child anymore." John Bar was having a headache: "Slandering and framing, stealing the Duke's treasure, which crime is not committed by a commoner and will be punished? The Duke has already seen that His Majesty the Queen will not pursue it for the sake of face."

"Bah! Damn cavalryman! You are just a cunning slave!" Alice is not stupid, she has fully understood the specific situation: "In the corridor, you deliberately raised me up and belittled that dead male servant. I let down my vigilance, subconsciously thinking that you are standing next to me and talking nonsense? So that you can find a breakthrough and take me down in one fell swoop?!"

"Miss Alice." John Bar's expression was not very good, he said sternly: "Please pay attention to your tone and identity, slavery has been abolished by His Majesty the Emperor when the Xihuo Empire was established. Anyone is an insult."

Alice sneered: "Slavery shouldn't be abolished, otherwise, how could there be subordinates and servants like you, oh, including Aina, who don't know the heights of the sky and the earth, and will always contradict the master?"

It seems that this lady went to Shayesu and seemed to be brainwashed by the system there.

Johannba turned around and didn't want to pay attention to her.

Alice was still not satisfied, and continued to yell: "Cyric lied to me! I love him so much, but he is trying to send me back for a fool who sells his ass!"

John Bar thought silently, the Duke will not only send you back, but also send you back to the Shayesu Empire, and you will never be able to return to Xihuo again.

Since you like the system there, you must not be unwilling.

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Before I leave, I will abuse Alice, arrogant lady~