Mage Joan

When he turned around, Joan saw that Ms. Betty was flirting with Professor Moriarty. At the same time, he also saw the eyeball behind Ms. Betty's neck suddenly open!

When she flirted with Professor Moriarty, she still had a strange eye behind her neck, throwing a charming eye at Joan, and her eyes flashed...how to say, a hint of near-seduce.

Joan is sure of his judgment.

Ms. Betty is releasing a certain charm spell to him with the Seal of Different Eyes.

Joan was too scared to think about it, hurriedly closed the door and ran down the stairs as if flying.

...

Joan walked on the streets of Fort Daning for two hours. At dusk, when he received the "SMS" from Professor Moriarty, he returned to the "Museum of Species" to meet his instructor.

As soon as Joan arrived at the door, he saw a familiar carriage parked on the side of the road. It was the "Phantom Carriage" summoned by the instructor.

Ms. Betty accompanied Professor Moriarty from the second floor. The two chatted while walking, and they all looked radiant.

Inconvenient to disturb their farewell, Joan stood by the carriage and waited.

Although not deliberately eavesdropping, the tutor and Ms. Betty's conversation still had a few words floating in his ears with the wind.

Fortunately, they did not show affection excessively in public, and the topics were more serious, mainly because Ms. Betty told Professor Moriarty to pay attention to safety in the spa of Baden Spa.

When Joan heard this, he naturally questioned.

Isn't the basic safety of tourists not guaranteed in a health resort famous for sightseeing and vacation?

If this is the case, how can I do business?

Thinking so, he raised his ears and listened to Ms. Betty's subsequent explanations.

"Actually, I also heard a friend who opened a pub in Hot Springs accidentally talk about it. In recent years, every summer, there are often single tourists who mysteriously disappear in the Baden Wetland."

"The Hot Springs Town police have conducted an investigation on this, but have not got any clues worth mentioning. They can only think that the tourists who hunt for waterbirds in the wetlands are unlucky, fell into the mud, and no one was rescued nearby. They were finally buried alive in the depths of the swamp ."

"This explanation sounds reasonable, but there is another rumor that is more sensational in the local area, saying that there are monsters deep in the wetland. When the sun sets, it wanders out and hunts down tourists who order. food."

"Although there is currently no conclusive evidence of sightings, this terrible rumor has negatively affected the local tourism industry."

"Especially in the area where the disappearance occurred, the surrounding hotels, taverns, casinos and brothels have been affected by rumors, and the business is obviously not as good as the prospect."

"In order to change this sluggish situation, the operators of these shops have gathered a large sum of money and paid a reward in the name of the Hot Springs Town Chamber of Commerce to investigate the truth about the disappearance of tourists."

"The merchants made two clear demands on the adventurers who were eager to win this bounty."

"If the rumors about the monster killing are true, then find out those monsters wandering around the swamps and hot springs, kill them all, and never get caught."

"If it turns out that there is no monster, but someone used an accident to fabricate rumors and try to suppress competitors in the business field, then pull out the guy who fabricated this malicious rumor and find out the main messenger behind the scene."

...

Joan was listening, and Betty was already holding Professor Moriarty's arms to the carriage.

The two kissed each other's cheeks, and after saying goodbye, Professor Moriarty boarded the carriage.

Joan was planning to follow the instructor to get on the train, but Betty caught her wrist.

"You are..."

Joan stared blankly at Ms. Semi-Drow, who was blocking her from the car, at a loss.

Betty smiled mysteriously. , Turned around and said to Professor Moriarty: "My dear, I want to say a few words to your students alone, don't you mind?"

"I don't mind, but you'd better consult Joan first. As far as I know, he doesn't like women who are too active."

Professor Moriarty said with a smile.

"Look where you think about it! There are serious things to tell Joan!"

Betty gave Mr. Professor a white glance, without consulting Joan at all, and forcibly dragged him to a secluded corner.

Joan was helpless and could only let her dominate.

Betty glanced over at the carriage and confirmed that Professor Moriarty was turned away from her. It was so far away that she couldn't hear what she was going to say before releasing Joan's hand, revealing a signature charming smile.

"Dear little baby, I would like to ask you to do a little favor, and if you want to come, you will not be cruel to refuse?"

"If you can change your title to me, otherwise I will not rule out the possibility of rejection."

Joan didn't hide his displeasure.

"Why, baby, don't you think I am calling you, not yet affectionate enough?"

Betty glared in surprise.

"On the contrary, it is too much affection!"

Joan couldn't help complaining.

Betty laughed, not taking his protests seriously.

Joanne didn't understand what was funny about this.

Seeing Ms. Betty's indifference, he couldn't help but doubt his reaction, would he be overly aggressive?

Compared to Ms. Betty's open-mindedness, she is a big man, and it seems that she is a bit of a belly-dweller when he cares about such trivial things.

Thinking about it this way, he lost the motivation to fight and mumbled helplessly: "Forget it, please be happy with you."

Ms. Betty smiled triumphantly, as if celebrating her victory, and then held his hand, her expression became very tender.

"Little baby, when you arrive at the spa town, you must stare at your mentor for me, and don't let him resurrect his old girlfriend Josephine and ruin the engagement ceremony."

"You can rest assured that the mentor will never do that kind of decent thing." Qiao Anzheng assured.

"That's not necessarily true. After all, your study time with Moriarty is still short, and you don't know enough about his style..."

Betty sighed and stopped talking.

Joan made her look lonely, she couldn't bear it, and she barely made a promise.

"I will keep your instructions in mind, Ms. Betty, but I can't guarantee that the tutor will care about my advice."

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