After the global recovery, I traveled through

The sound of collision could not cover up the intimate sound of their ears rubbing together.

[Many people at this banquet are players, such as him. ]

Renault noticed the man who was surrounded by ladies and seemed to be in deep contemplation.

Duke Poncelay?

As the person directly responsible for their special security team, the Duke wore a purple tuxedo. His tall but not straight body attracted the attention of everyone present.

He touched his carefully groomed moustache with one hand, his expression serious, but his eyes kept glancing at the smooth floor tiles.

Renault also took a few glances, and finally saw the sexy lace underwear with stockings attached to a lady's skirt reflected on the floor tiles.

The lady's legs joined together in a coquettish manner, as if to catch the Duke's gaze.

The Duke made a secret signal tacitly, presumably ready to ask the lady to change places and really pinch him to death at any time.

——The dirty feast turns out to be dirty here. Renault snorted in his heart and turned to look at the aristocratic ladies who were shaking their fans and looking dignified.

"Is His Royal Highness really inside?" a young lady asked shyly, covering her face with a fan, but her gaze went through the fan's feather nails to a corner of the hall that was blocked by a curtain.

"Father will not lie to me. His Royal Highness, the second prince of the Franconian Empire, is right there - maybe he is watching us!"

"Yeah!" The girls screamed with joy, and then pulled their skirts that hugged their breasts lower.

I don’t know whether His Highness the Prince saw Renault. Anyway, he, a commoner, saw a field of white flowers.

He took a fizzy red drink from the waiter's hand.

"What kind of drink is this?"

The waiter replied: "Sir, this is the latest popular soda in the capital. The cup you are drinking is strawberry flavored."

Renault swung the bright red juice, and when he raised the cup to his mouth, the door to the hall opened.

Duoluolu——

The dice spun on its own before he could react, and the secret keeper laughed.

The scarlet light on the surface of the dice flowed, and the secret keeper smiled and said: "This dirty feast has welcomed one or two special big shots, and everyone will welcome their arrival." ]

Renault's eyes were fixed on the two figures.

A man and a woman, a child and a woman.

The uneasiness in his heart prevented Renault from looking carefully, but he still almost lost his breath.

As if thousands of brilliance had long been an illusion, under the cold kiss of the moonlight, they descended into the world like the angels in the legend of the Heavenly Father.

The ladies' jewelry, gold and silver furniture, and the glory of countless nobles in the hall have all become their humble foils.

that's all! Just like that, all the light reflects their extraordinary beauty!

Nothing can hide their stunning light! They step out of the frame!

Underfoot, the soles of the feet being licked by the carpet!

Trample all secret fanaticism!

The people in the hall turned into greedy dogs. Some people almost rolled to the ground and wanted to lick their insteps and bite their fingertips!

Even where His Royal Highness the Prince was, there was the crisp sound of something falling to the ground and the sound of suppressed breathing.

[You find that those two big shots are your acquaintances. You have had an unpleasant and strange contact with them before. Your intuition tells you that there is something wrong with them. ]

Renault finally controlled his gaze from looking at the peerless beauty. He looked at the child who was much less lethal.

The boy's face was hazy and pale, and under his quiet eyelashes was a pair of dark eyes.

The boy stared intently at the lamp held before his eyes.

[Because you always feel that something is wrong in your heart, and you want to find out the truth for your captain, so - you have an inspiration. Oh, inspiration is the ability to perceive strange things, not the kind of inspiration that painters and writers have. ]

call--

Duo——

The light from the lamp rested in the boy's eyes.

The jumping dice also stopped its dance.

The boy sighed and said in a clear voice: "Ah, Mom, I like it here."

The corners of the boy's mouth rose, revealing a smile that was a mixture of mockery and compassion.

[Your intelligence is 14, multiply intelligence by five to get inspiration, so your inspiration is 70. ]

[.rd=70, hey, that’s exactly the number, how about you barely succeed? ]

The keeper's voice sounded at the same time as the boy's.

[The inspiration determination was successful, you saw something that is difficult for ordinary people to see! Accept the madness! Ha ha ha ha! ]

Renault's eyes widened, and the boy with brown hair and black eyes was still in his sight.

The boy seemed to notice his gaze and cast an emotionless gaze at the pillar where he was hiding.

When he was stared at by the boy, Renault felt inexplicable fear.

My feet feel numb and itchy, as if there are countless strips of meat growing out from between my toes, and these strips of meat are digging back in unwillingly!

Get into the flesh! Then grow out of the flesh! Over and over again! Wrap yourself again!

It was obviously a brightly lit hall, but Renault felt that all the light was being sucked away by his dark eyes like the lamp in the boy's hand!

While gasping for breath, Renault saw the shadow hanging over the boy's head, making his delicate face look even paler and gloomier.

Suddenly, countless twisted arms stretched out from under the boy's slender legs!

Immediately afterwards, there was a bald, flat and huddled head! It’s a human body crushed and put together like glowing jelly!

They are bloody internal organs and blood clots, and they are pale skeletons that are beating music...

The boy stepped on countless stumps and broken arms as if nothing had happened, and Renault couldn't help but think -

He just stepped on the corpses on the ground and came to the hall of the castle!

A soft tentacle with a suction cup - no, or something indescribable wrapped around the boy's thin body intimately and tenderly.

Renault's breathing almost stopped, as if there was a fire burning his scattered and gathered consciousness.

[You cannot understand everything you see, and your spirit has been greatly shocked. Next, you have to conduct a san value test. san value means mental power or sanity value. ] As the secret keeper was talking, he suddenly paused and said, [Well, wait, you'd better make a lucky test first. ]

[Your willpower is as high as 18. Five times your willpower is luck, so your luck is 90. Tsk, what a lucky guy. ]

[.rd=80\u003c90. ]

[Okay, okay, you looked away at the last moment and looked at the juice in your hand. ]

He saw countless distorted illusory faces in the floating bubbles. These faces were squeezed and shattered with a "pop", as if they had become some kind of sacrifice to a great existence.

Under the bubbles was a hell made of bright red blood. The blood was sticky and gradually darkened. A strong fishy sweet smell began to waft from the tip of the nose. This smell corroded the mucous membranes of the nose and throat, as if something indescribable had invaded it. His body was uttering blasphemy in his body!

In the floating red liquid, Renault saw his face clearly. It was a dead man's face laughing wildly!

ah--

Renault suddenly came back to his senses.

What he saw before him was just an innocent, ordinary soda.

He threw the dice into the soda with a sullen face: [Secret Keeper! What happened just now! I wasn't trying to roll the dice just now! ]

The secret keeper didn’t take it seriously: [This is also part of the game, you can choose to refuse, but when it really comes——]

[You cannot refuse, mortal. ]

[I am a tolerant and kind keeper of secrets. If you don’t believe me, look at others. ]

Renault looked around, and he realized that some of the nobles who might be players were banging on the table crazily and talking nonsense, and some -

dead. ◇思◇Rabbit◇Net◇

The other nobles gathered around the Viscountess and her children with great excitement.

Lin Xingtao said: "Mom, I want to eat."

"It's nine o'clock at night now, I haven't had lunch, I haven't had dinner."

The lady replied: "There is food here, honey, have you seen it?"

The author has something to say: Let me say it again: The game settings are not the rules of a real running group, follow mine~

A roll of 0-5 is a big success, and a roll of 95-100 is a big failure. If the dice rolls just right, it usually means barely succeeding or just failing. Everything depends on the secret person's mood. rd=roll dice.

material:

Stealth: The skill of moving quietly and/or hiding without disturbing those who may be listening or watching. When attempting to avoid detection, players should make a Stealth skill check. The abilities associated with this skill mean that either the character is able to move quietly (quietly) and/or is trained in the art of camouflage. This skill also means that the character can maintain a degree of caution and a cool head for long periods of time to remain still and stealthy. Used in conjunction with the Hide skill, it is only used as a single check, but requires both to be passed. It is only necessary to use both when acting quietly. See Hide.

Hide: The opposite of hiding, hiding focuses more on the ability to avoid unprepared detection. Only used when tracking, inspecting or patrolling. Allows you to use this skill to pick out objects, bushes, shadows, etc. to hide your tracks. Some covering must be present. Users can move and hide in a monitored area. But the skills will be halved.

It is recommended to search on Zhihu on how to describe a common object in Cthulhu style. After reading it, the san value made a sound of returning to zero.

Chapter 94 Industrial Evil God (Seventeen)

All food? Lin Xingtao's finger moved when his wife held him.

He couldn't see the exquisite food at the banquet, but only saw the crowds of nobles gathered around.

They are like mushrooms, some are short and flat, some are slender and tall, and some have flat heads. Their smiles open like mushroom umbrellas.

Lin Xingtao was too short, so they shrouded him in shadow and blocked out some chaotic sounds outside.

"Dear Viscountess Salian, I haven't seen you for many days, but your beauty still makes me breathless."

"You don't need to speak. You can control my heartbeat just by blinking your eyes. Listen, it stops for you."

The aristocratic young people in France are the best at saying lingering love words, while the gentlemen who are a little more serious in style are all scratching their faces several times with dirty but not third-rate looks.

Lin Xingtao was also the center of attention. As he said, he was hungry, and he saw an acquaintance from the party crowd just now - Officer Renault.

He wanted to get out of this circle filled with fanaticism, but all he saw was a pair of legs.

His fingers slid in the palm of the lady's hand, but he could not break away. This made him look like a little boy who was playing with his fingers next to his mother because he was shy.

The noble lady cried out in a heart-breaking voice: "Oh my God, look at this little angel, how cute he is."

"Is your name Louis? Come to your sister~"

Here--the lady lifted her skirt, revealing the second layer of gauze and smooth and tight calves. Her face was covered with blushes for some reason, as if she was expecting the naughty child to lift up her shameful skin like a skirt.

--Degenerate and indulgent nobles. Not all nobles are like this, but the nobles who came to this banquet are right.

Through the legs of the lady, Lin Xingtao saw the great noble in purple clothes in the distance, like a manic wild boar, arching around the corner of the lady's skirt.

He turned his head, but could not see Renault behind the pillar again.

Renault disappeared, where did he go?

He stared at the noble lady who was playing with him with some displeasure, and deliberately said sarcastically: "Sister, did you hear me say I was hungry before--"

"If you are not pregnant and don't have enough milk, it's better to open your