The milk in the cup was hot, but her heart was even hotter. Yalina held a cup of milk and drank it while stealing glances at Han Jin from time to time. These days, Han Jin would stay in her room for a long time every day. Sometimes, he would even cultivate in her room. This kind of satisfaction and happiness was really hard to describe with words, at least not Yalina.
She only knew that if she was given a garden and she was the only one in it, she would not have to worry about anything. She would sing and dance non-stop, and she would vent all her strength. She, who had never believed in any god, really wanted to be grateful.
Han Jin sat on the edge of the bed, holding a few long swords in his hands and comparing them with each other. Although his appearance was very handsome, it was somewhat feminine. Of course, it was not as obvious as Prudence's, but after a long period of bloody tempering, there was a kind of murderous aura that could not be dispersed between his eyebrows. That gentleness was completely covered up, or it could be said that it had completely disappeared.
From Yalina's point of view, Han Jin's side profile still looked sharp and intimidating. His slightly frowning eyebrows, and his eyes that occasionally flashed with golden light, were something that Yalina would never get tired of looking at. The current Han Jin could no longer be described as "handsome."
Han Jin had not lived in vain for the past few years. The more time passed, the more complicated the feeling he gave people. To be precise, he was three parts handsome, three parts majestic, three parts experienced, and one part was the murderous aura that flashed from time to time.
Although Han Jin was not a simple person, compared to the people in this world, his experience was as pale as a piece of white paper. But today, he had the qualifications to stand on equal footing with anyone.
Han Jin was thinking about how to refine his flying sword, but he was not satisfied with the swords he had collected so far. The Fire Dragon Sword was a good choice, but according to Yalina, the Fire Dragon Sword was a set of swords with the Divine Power of the Dragon. It would be a waste to destroy it and refine it into his own flying sword. Han Jin already had candidates in mind for the Fire Dragon Sword. One was Morrisons, and the other was Winston. Morrisons was his most trusted friend, but the battle skill that Han Jin practiced was the Star River Battle Skill, which meant that he could not fully unleash the power of the Fire Dragon Sword. On the other hand, Winston practiced the Flame Battle Skill, which was suitable for him to wield the Fire Dragon Sword. However, he was not as close to the Fire Dragon Sword as Morrisons was. No matter which one he chose, there must be a reason behind it.
It was said that men who were serious were the most interesting. Yalina was almost mesmerized by him. It turned out that not only men liked to admire women, but women also liked to admire them.
Because she was too lost in thought, and because she had to cover up her peeping, she didn't notice the milk flowing down the corner of her mouth and dripping onto the bedding.
Han Jin's ears were very sharp. He suddenly turned around and saw the milk stains on the quilt. He also saw Yalina's evasive eyes. He could not help but shake his head and laugh. "It's good to eat. Why are you acting like a thief?"
Only then did Yalina realize that the milk had spilled out. She blushed and drank the milk in a few mouthfuls to hide her embarrassment. Then she wiped her mouth and fell back on the bed.
"Do you want to eat something else?" Han Jin asked.
Yalina thought seriously for a moment and shook her head.
"Then have a good rest," Han Jin said as he pulled the quilt over Yalina.
"Raphael, I want to …"
"Hmm? What do you want to do? "
"I want to take a walk in the city." Yalina bit her lips.
"No, you haven't recovered yet." Han Jin flatly refused.
"Don't! I've been lying in bed for seven or eight days! "Yalina said coquettishly." Just go for a walk for a while, okay? "
"No, no." Han Jin shook his head, but his tone seemed to be less resolute.
"I'm fine. I'm really fine. Look!" Yalina sat up and stretched out her arms in an exaggerated gesture. She then hugged Han Jin's arm and begged, "Can't you please? I'm suffocating! "
Han Jin was a little lost. During their days of love, Sunier had never begged him. More often than not, it was a kind of discussion based on the equality of their personalities. If it was okay, then it was okay. If it wasn't, then it wasn't. Sunier would never force him to do anything.
"Come on!" Yalina was still shaking his arm.
"Okay." Han Jin's heart finally softened. If it were anyone else, they probably wouldn't be able to take it after lying in bed for a few days. "What a coincidence. Jeddes is holding a groundbreaking ceremony for the church today. I'll take you there to see the fun."
"Okay, okay!" Yalina cheered. "Their church is finished so quickly?"
"The main church is almost finished. The side church hasn't started yet." Han Jin smiled. It was a kind of doting smile. "It's just a groundbreaking ceremony. There will be a dedication ceremony in the future. These believers … are so troublesome."
Yalina couldn't wait to jump off the bed. She stood in front of the mirror and looked at herself.
"You should pack up first." Han Jin stood up. "Should I ask Miriam to help you?"
"No need, I can do it myself." Yalina said with a smile.
Han Jin sighed inwardly. Silly girl! Actually, asking Miriam to come wasn't because Yalina couldn't do it herself and needed help. It was a kind of acknowledgment. Everyone knew that Miriam was Stillberg's fiancée, and Stillberg was Han Jin's personal servant. Asking Miriam to take care of Yalina was very important. If it had been a slightly scheming woman, she definitely wouldn't have refused.
However, it was also because of her 'foolishness' that Han Jin felt a kind of pure and natural bloom. He really liked it.
"I'll wait for you upstairs." Han Jin smiled.
"Okay." Yalina nodded vigorously. She was very happy now, and her face was full of joy.
Yalina's awakening and the fact that Han Jin and Yalina were getting closer and closer to each other quickly calmed down the internal turmoil. Everyone returned to their previous lives. Calmness and nervousness were not contradictory. Calmness meant that they had goals, goals, and motivation. Calmness meant that they had peace of mind, while nervousness meant that they had to prepare for war and prepare for the possible revenge of the dragons.
There were many people gathered on the large deck. Morrisons, Sassoux, and Léger were all there. Guevara and Majordomo Gail were drinking at the side of the ship. No matter how busy they were, they liked to come back to the God of War whenever they had the slightest bit of free time. It was always spring here, and the view from the top always gave people a refreshing feeling. Most importantly, there was something indescribable in the air that made people feel very comfortable.
Han Jin walked up to the deck and glanced around. He saw Harley standing at the side of the ship with one hand holding the little thunderbird and the other pointing at the sky. He didn't know what he was talking about, but he gave off a heroic vibe, as if he was pointing at the world.
"Harley, get ready to scream!" Morrisons said with a strange smile.
Harley was talking excitedly and was suddenly interrupted. He was very unhappy. He turned his head and saw Han Jin. Sure enough, he immediately screamed.
Everyone was used to it. For the past seven or eight days, Han Jin seemed to have done something. As long as he saw Harley, he would throw a thunderbolt at him. As for why, no one knew. It seemed to have something to do with some kind of rescue method. However, there was no need to meddle in other people's business. Anyway, the one who hit people was righteous and went straight ahead. The one who got hit seemed to be justified and had no complaints or regrets.
"Harley, come here. I have something to ask you." Han Jin waved his hand.
Harley was thinking of a way to escape when he saw Han Jin suddenly calling him. He was stunned and then became excited. Were the days of disaster finally over?!
Majordomo Gail looked at Harley with a smile, and then turned his eyes to Han Jin. These days, he was the happiest person, and as long as he saw Han Jin, his eyes would become very ambiguous.
No matter which plane it was, whether it was recognized or not, the relationship of interests always played a big role in society. However, for an old man who didn't have much time and didn't have any children, the relationship of interests was not so important. Of course, he used to hope that Han Jin could be together with Yalina for the sake of interests. But now, he only hoped that Han Jin could be good to Yalina.
"Master, what can I do for you?" Harley asked timidly.
Han Jin looked down at the Holy Crown City and was lost in thought. He muttered to himself, "I have stayed here for two days. I didn't expect that an old friend would come here."
"Master, what are you talking about?" Harley was puzzled.
"Nothing," Han Jin paused and said softly, "Harley, how much do you know about the customs of tattoos?"
"Tattoos? I know a little about them. What kind of tattoos are you talking about? "
"Well …" Han Jin thought for a while, "It's like a pheasant that hasn't grown up yet. Yes, it's similar to a thunderbird when it was young, and it's burning with fire."
"Turkey?" Harley asked.
"Well … kind of, but compared with a real turkey, it's much smaller." Han Jin nodded, "Harley, what does this tattoo mean?"
"You've asked the right person! Haha … "Harley laughed proudly.
"You know?" Han Jin was delighted. He always thought that Yalina's attributes had nothing to do with his Soul-Sealing Spell or her vitality. The key was the tattoo that suddenly appeared! But Yalina never mentioned it, so he didn't ask. He believed that Yalina would tell him on her own initiative. However, this question had been lingering in his mind, and he couldn't wait.
"Of course!" Harley was even more pleased with himself. He began to speak eloquently, "The Turkey tattoo represents the Turkey Bar! Haha … Master, I always thought that although the Turkey Bar is small, it's much better than Hallister's Night of Bliss. Do you know why? It's a supreme costume! It's a real supreme costume! " Although the Phoenix race had a famous name, they were too few in number and were almost extinct. Therefore, not only Han Jin had never heard of them, but even Harley didn't think about it.
The Night of Bliss mentioned by Harley was the biggest bar in the Holy Crown City. In other words, it was a huge entertainment city and a place to squander money. Dismark was the owner of the Night of Bliss. When Han Jin occupied the Holy Crown City, the ownership of the Night of Bliss naturally belonged to Han Jin. However, no one had the relevant management experience, so Hallister was the most suitable. On the day of the siege, Chipango and the Bloody Knight Gerald both suffered great losses. If it wasn't for Gerald's healing spell, Chipango would have died long ago. Later, he became crazy and only calmed down recently. Chipango's injury was considered a work injury, but Han Jin was afraid that he would become emotionally unstable again. Therefore, he sent Chipango as Hallister's assistant to manage the Night of Bliss.
Han Jin was a bit stunned. How could Yalina have anything to do with the Turkey Bar?!
"The waitresses of the Turkey Bar have turkey tattoos on their thighs and backs. Quack, they're very beautiful!" Seeing Han Jin's strange expression, Harley hurriedly added, "Master, I'm telling the truth. If you don't believe me, you can ask Morrisons. He was there yesterday!"
"Don't talk nonsense!" Moxinke was angry and anxious at the same time.
"I'm talking nonsense?!" Harley was even angrier than Morrisons. He screamed, "Who was the one who bragged to me yesterday that he was so brave that he knocked down a few …"
"Bullsh * t!" Morrisons slammed the table.
"Poor Morrisons …" Léger sighed, "If you want to brag, look at who you're talking to! Can't you come to me?! "
"Harley, this is your fault." Sassoux said earnestly, "Do you want to see a dead man? Luckily, Sylvia isn't here. Otherwise … it would be a bloody disaster! "
Morrisons was so anxious that his face turned red. In fact, men's topics would never be separated from women. This was normal. Only hypocrites would deny it. However, this was not the right place. Guevara and Majordomo Gail were sitting here. It was inappropriate for them to talk about women so freely.
In order to catch up with Han Jin, or at least not be left too far behind, Moxinke had been practicing his swordsmanship hard every day. But he couldn't live in a depressing environment all the time. As the saying goes, "work and rest", he had to release his depression.
Guevara and Majordomo Gail's expressions were a bit strange. They looked at each other, and Guevara laughed first, "I'm old … I'm really old. Back then … Hehe!"
"You guys talk. Just pretend that we don't exist!" Majordomo Gail waved his hand angrily. This bunch of brats! Han Jin and Yalina just got closer, and you guys are already talking about the bar. This is ridiculous! However, Han Jin was here, so he could only pretend that he did not hear anything.
Harley was also anxious. Morrisons' denial meant that he was not loyal to his master! At this moment, Hogan walked up from below.
Harley was pleasantly surprised and hurriedly shouted, "Hogan, have you been to the Turkey Bar?!"
Hogan was stunned by the sudden question. He was a smart person. He looked around and saw Sassoux and Léger with weird smiles. Morrisons was angry. Guevara's back was facing him, so he could not see. Majordomo Gail's expression was not good either. He hesitated, "This …"
"Tell the truth! You must tell the truth in front of Master! "At this moment, Harley was like a god. He was sharp enough to catch Hogan's hesitation.
"Ah … I have been there." Harley's words hit Hogan's Achilles heel. Although he could not figure out why a bar was raised to the level of political loyalty, he had to answer truthfully.
Guevara, who had just admitted his old age in front of the public, was deeply shocked. Although Hogan was not young anymore, his strength in this aspect was incomparably superior. Han Jin had let him pick a few female slaves as his maids, occupied the Holy Crown City, gave him a few elves as prisoners of war, and put so many burdens on him. But all of these still couldn't weaken his enthusiasm for women.
"Quack …" Harley became complacent again, "Hogan, tell me, are the maids in the Turkey Bar naked? Do they have tattoos on their thighs and backs? "
"Yes … yes." Hogan said with difficulty.
"Is it that good? Tsk tsk … "Léger's eyes revealed a playful look," Someday, I will go there to broaden my horizons. "
"What are you waiting for?" Harley waved his bone staff with all his strength. His posture was full of arrogance, "Let's go! Let's go together! "
"Where are you going?" Yalina's voice came out. The next moment, Yalina, who was wearing a light white magic robe, walked down the stairs. She was about to go shopping in the city. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, she also disliked the attention of others, so she deliberately chose an ordinary light white robe.
It was said that people needed clothes, and Buddha needed gold. However, when a woman's beauty reached a certain level, no matter how simple her clothes were, they could not hide her soul-stirring charm. At this moment, Yalina gave off the feeling of a blooming peony, luxurious and delicate. She was in love. Whether she was conquered or not, love itself was a kind of nourishment, and it made her radiate a brilliance that was far greater than usual.
No one would pay attention to such a delicate Yalina's clothes in front of her!
The moment Yalina's voice came out, the lewd, bitter, evil, and helpless smiles all disappeared. Everyone put on a solemn look. Even the arrogant Harley lowered his bone staff and uneasily shrank to Han Jin's side. In front of his future wife, how could he tempt his master to go to the bar to drink with prostitutes? He would definitely die a very, very, very miserable death …
"Why aren't you talking?" Yalina glanced around, puzzled.
When a woman walked into a room full of men, and the enthusiastic discussion suddenly stopped, then she was sure what they were talking about …
"Nothing." Han Jin smiled. "Let's go. We won't be able to make it to the ceremony if we're late."
"Okay." Yalina walked over in small steps. After hesitating for a moment, she reached out and held Han Jin's arm.
Han Jin took Yalina to the side of the ship. Just as he was about to release the Shrinking Spell, he suddenly paused and said softly, "Harley."
"Master, is there anything I can do for you?" Harley hurried to greet him.
Han Jin raised his hand and unleashed a Palm Thunder, which landed right on Harley's head. Then, he let out a sigh of relief and disappeared with Yalina …
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