Seeing that Attie was ignoring him, Baiyi decided not to coax her anymore. Instead, he went out for a stroll.
After he left, Attie crawled out of her bed and saw a thermostatic formation on the wall. Suddenly, she had a feeling that the demon was quite nice to her. She quickly shook her head and slapped her cheeks, trying to push the unrealistic thought to the back of her mind.
"Lord War God, this demon is too cunning!" Attie muttered to herself. "When I was sick, he would carry me out to see the doctor, and he would even rub my head gently … Urghhh … He must be trying to numb me with these tricks! I can't fall for it!"
Although she had fainted, she was still in a daze. Lying in the crook of Baiyi's arm gave her a sense of security. It was a precious feeling for an orphan like her.
On one side was the War God who had heartlessly abandoned her, and on the other side was the abominable but gentle demon. Unknowingly, Attie's mentality had changed a little, and her faith in the War God had begun to crack.
The bed beneath her was very soft, and the temperature in the room was very hypnotic. With the addition of the potion's hypnotic properties, Attie fell asleep again. She had a strange dream.
In the dream, she seemed to have entered a very special world. There were giant metal birds flying in the sky, and all kinds of metal boxes were running on the ground. There were skyscrapers that looked like mage towers everywhere. She was born into a noble family, and her father was a millionaire. Every day, she enjoyed luxurious pleasures that she had never heard of before. There were also many gentle and handsome men who surrounded her every day, launching all kinds of sweet attacks on her. Among them, there were even some with strong personalities like the CEO, who she could choose as she pleased.
Suddenly, she felt a pair of cold hands touching her forehead. Reluctantly, she woke up from the strange dream. Baiyi had reappeared beside her, and his hands had just moved away from her forehead.
"How do you feel?" Baiyi asked. "You've recovered, haven't you?"
He held a large paper bag in his hand, and the aroma of food wafted out of it. He had asked the shop assistant to buy it for him. He did not pay for it, and the shop assistant did not dare to ask him for it.
"I've already bought dinner. If you're feeling fine, why don't you go home first?"
Baiyi's voice was as deep and powerful as ever, reminding her of the overbearing CEO she had seen in her dreams. She nodded, but she did not dare to look him in the eye. She lifted the blanket and realized that her leather shoes, stockings, and even her white apron had been taken off. She subconsciously covered her chest, only to find that her clothes were still neat and tidy.
"You'll feel better if you sleep like this," Baiyi explained.
"Thank you, master." Attie lowered her head. A similar scene had happened in her dream before, which made her very embarrassed. She quickly put on her shoes and socks, tied her apron again, and stood up from the bed. "Eh?" She let out a surprised sound. She didn't expect that she didn't feel weak after a serious illness at all. Even the exhaustion that he should have felt was swept away?
"The medical skills of the Southern Land are amazing!" Attie praised sincerely. "It's much better than the shaman's method of hitting the head with a stick."
How could it not be amazing? Don't you know how many gold coins you drank? Baiyi thought to himself. "There are many more amazing things here. Alright, let's go home." He turned around and left the room.
"Yes!" Attie nodded her head vigorously. She was in a good mood after recovering from a serious illness and a beautiful dream. She quickly caught up with Baiyi, recalling the shameful but wonderful dream that she had, she obediently followed behind Baiyi like a real servant.
Attie, who was full of ambition and planning a counterattack, did not realize that not only did she fail to gain Baiyi's trust in the past two days, she had also gained a lot of affection from Baiyi.
When the two of them returned to the mansion, they heard a series of hurried footsteps the moment they pushed the door open. Mia and Tisdale quickly ran to the door and saw Attie who had regained her vitality. Both of them were relieved at the same time.
"Attie! You're finally alright. You scared me to death … "Little Mia said as she ran towards Attie quickly, intending to give her a warm hug. However, she was wearing a pair of teddy bear slippers that were not suitable for running. As a result, she stumbled halfway and bumped into Attie's chest.
"Ouch!" The two girls cried out in pain at the same time.
Attie endured the pain with a grin on her face. After she helped Mia to stand up straight, she quickly rubbed her flat chest.
"Ugh, it hurts …" Mia rubbed her forehead and said something that hurt. She usually bumped into Tisdale's arms and felt soft, but today, she felt like she had bumped into a wall with Attie …
Attie has just recovered from her illness and you're already saying such things? Don't you think it's too much? What's more, both of you are flat-chested? Baiyi passed the paper bag to Tisdale and pinched both of Mia's cheeks without hesitation.
"Eh? Why are you still bullying me, Mr. Hope? "Puzzled, Mia asked.
Baiyi ignored her and continued to play with Mia's cheeks. Then, he turned to the three girls and said, "Alright, let's eat."
For tonight's dinner, he had specially chosen the little animal cake that the girls loved and gave each of them a plate. Mia took the initiative to push her plate with a picture of a kitten in front of Attie and said, "Attie, you haven't had lunch yet, right? I'll give my plate to you as an apology for making you sick today. "
"It's alright, Mia. You can eat by yourself," Attie politely declined. To be honest, she was not angry at Mia's magic. Instead, she was a little sad about the headbutt that she received when she first entered the door. She was still rubbing her chest from time to time.
It won't change anything even if I rub it … Baiyi thought to himself. Instead of sitting down to accompany the three girls for lunch, he went upstairs to his room and continued to discuss the previous topic with the Voidwalkers.
After helping Attie take off her clothes, Baiyi took the opportunity to check on her body again while she was sleeping soundly, especially the imprint that could resist theurgy.
In order to prevent Attie from waking up prematurely, the highly professional Incubus made another appearance and promised that he would weave a beautiful dream for Attie so that she would not wake up prematurely.
Although no one knew what kind of dream the Incubus made up, Attie was indeed sleeping soundly with a silly smile on her face. Looks like it was really a beautiful dream, right?
Of course, the Voidwalkers were not discussing about something as boring as Attie's dream. Instead, they were busy analyzing the imprint. According to the special circumstances of the Church, most of the Voidwalkers believed that the imprint was indeed from the so-called War God. However, there were also some who disagreed, such as the Soul Armature Practitioner.
"For thousands of years, the Church of Divine Grace has been the only religion in the human realm, and the True God did not even spare his most devout believer. This shows that he is very, very stingy. So, why would he tolerate the existence of another god's believer in his own realm? Why would he even walk into his own Church? "The Soul Armature Practitioner said.
"Maybe the two gods have a good relationship? Or maybe the War God is very powerful? Or maybe the Church doesn't dare to make a move? "The Explorer suggested.
"If the War God is really powerful, why would he tolerate me?" Baiyi retorted. "I'm acting like a tyrant in his territory, snatching his weapon and snatching his woman. If he can still tolerate that, he might as well change his name to P-God or the God of Forgiveness."
"That's why I insist that the War God is either asleep or dead. Otherwise, I wouldn't be so arrogant. This also explains why Attie was not targeted by the Church's God's Territory. The War God's believer is no longer a threat. " Baiyi continued, "But this is not good news for us. This means that the War God's Sword that I spent so much effort to get is not the weapon we want."
"I agree with my student," the Archmage added. "But there's no need to deny the War God's Sword. 'The True God and His Warriors Will Banish All Sinners Who Violate His Laws.' We've been trying to predict the Church's True God's attitude based on this line in the Church's Canon. Considering the reasons why some of us entered the Void, this line might be correct, but it's not absolute."
"Like the ancestors? Like the War God's Sword? Or the bow of those despicable fairies? "The Lich Walker snapped." It seems that the Lord God is very lenient towards some people. Even those stupid believers of his don't get to enjoy this. "
"You piece of sh * t! Why are you always so annoying?" The Cleric Walker snarled.
"No, no, no, Sir Cleric Walker. I'm just feeling sorry for you. You're a true powerhouse who's been acknowledged by the Devil. I'm truly sorry for what you've been through," The Lich Walker said with a fake smile. "Alright, alright.
Let's get back to business. Do you want to try simulating this mark? Let's vote on it, "Baiyi said, quickly bringing the conversation back to business.
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