Mystic Holy See

"Miss, are you alright?"

Just as Michael was doing his best to keep himself from spitting out the food at the corner of the street, a gentle female voice asked with concern.

Mikuri opened his eyes with difficulty and looked through the gap in his hair. After a few seconds, he turned his head uncontrollably, and the feeling of churning in his stomach became more intense.

She was wearing a long spinning dress, not very flashy, but decent and decent, with dark and reddish straight long hair **** with a headband and lying gently on her left shoulder.

The facial features are exquisite and the temperament is elegant, such a beautiful girl Mi Keli dare not look at it any longer.

Michelle is a little inferior, and the way she retches from time to time must be particularly ugly!

She was willing to walk away, but the uncomfortable nausea made her unable to move, otherwise the food she finally swallowed would come up.

"Miss?"

The beautiful lady seemed to be really worried. Bai Nen put her hand on Michael's back and patted it gently, as if she wanted to make her feel more comfortable in this way.

Michaeli waved his hand and said reluctantly, "It's okay, don't worry about me, I'm fine..."

When I lost my breath, I felt more nauseated.

"Let me take you to the hospital. There is a small hospital in the town, and the level of the doctors is not bad." The beautiful lady patted her back a little more and persuaded softly.

"no no……"

How could Mickley go to the hospital, she has no money, not to mention she is not sick, just needs time to recover.

The beautiful lady sighed, pulled Michael's wrist irresistibly, and led her along the street.

Michael's whole body stiffened when he was held by his wrist.

Get rid of her Michaeli, get rid of her.

Mikuri's mind was trying to persuade her to break free, but her body involuntarily followed the other side, still reluctantly saying 'no' in her mouth, but there was no strength in her wrist.

She looked at the back of the lady pulling her forward, and the whole person was stunned.

Who is this lady? Why does she care about me, obviously I'm just a stranger... Also, why don't I struggle.

Get it off, Michael! What are you doing in a daze!

At this moment, the lady turned around, looked at her and smiled softly: "It's not far ahead."

Mikri didn't have time to withdraw his eyes, and met the other party's eyes.

She must be able to see her face...

In an instant, Mikri's shame reached the extreme.

However, the other party's gentle tone, with only a little surprised and regretful eyes, made Michaeli shocked.

She no longer had the idea of ​​breaking free in her mind, her whole body became docile, and the feeling of vomiting in her abdomen seemed to be less intense.

what a nice guy...

Michaeli thought involuntarily.

"Miss Winnie."

"Good evening, Miss Winnie."

"Sister Winnie, good evening."

"..."

Mickey lowered his head, but the various greetings in his ears and the polite response of the lady in front seemed to be known to everyone on the street.

And like her a lot.

"What's your name?" the beautiful lady asked softly, the strength to pull her wrist was almost gone.

"Michelle..."

"Michael, what a nice name." She said admiringly, "My name is Winnie Rylant, nice to meet you."

Mickley gave a panicked "um" and continued to endure the discomfort in her stomach, but in a trance, she seemed to have a little impression of the surname 'Ryrant'.

...

A few dozen meters behind them, a figure in a black cloak looked at their distant back thoughtfully.

"Miss Winnie...she and Michaely know each other?"

He shook his head under the hood and followed slowly.

...

Sunday morning.

If there is anything more uncomfortable than taking a medicated bath and enduring itching, this is definitely one thing in front of Aldridge.

He was lying on the edge of the barrel, his head was tingling, and in front of him was a **, a pale lady with a black mouth, who kept saying 'Roald'.

The first time was panic, the second time was helpless, and the third time Aldridge was powerless to complain.

You come as soon as you come to the spiritual illusion, can you not come at this embarrassing time? We're all naked, and it feels so weird!

When did we have a relationship that could take a shower together?

Do you want to come next time when I'm on the toilet?

Aldridge was in pain and itching all over his body, but now his brain is also in pain, and his whole body is on the verge of eruption.

I don't know if it's because of the increase in the number of times, but this time the pale lady stayed a lot longer than before.

After a full 5 minutes, it finally subsided.

Aldridge took a few deep breaths and soaked in the tub for another 30 minutes before rinsing, drying, and walking out of the room.

While eating breakfast, I pondered the arrangements for these days.

Fighting skills and black gold structure will be practiced every day. To advance to rank 3 requires materials in place, physical fitness to pass the test, and accumulation.

The materials for the war potion will not be received until next week, so it has to be slow.

Aikeni's power gloves, not to mention, still have half a month.

After thinking about it, it is useless to be anxious. All he needs to do is find a channel to buy potion materials that the Sapphire Chamber of Commerce cannot provide.

It's a little troublesome in this regard... If Sunderland and the others help collect it, it will damage the dignity.

Have to find it yourself.

Aldrich swallowed his last mouthful of bacon and decided to go to bars and places to hang out these two days.

As for today's day, Aldridge plans to go to the office to prepare for tomorrow's class.

Speaking of himself, he is considered a 'dying man', and he still loves his work so much, Dean Donald should really award himself a model worker title.

Aldridge laughed self-deprecatingly and set off for school.

Not long after I sat down in the office, there was a knock on the door of the office.

"Please come in."

Aldridge looked at the door strangely, wondering who would come to him at this time.

Abel...well, the 'friendship' between the two has been cold recently.

Of course, it was not Abel who walked in, but a slightly fat middle-aged lady. As soon as she came in, she put on a smile and said in a soft tone that was not in line with middle-aged women:

"Good morning~www.wuxiaspot.com~Lecturer Aldrich."

Aldridge stood up and greeted politely, "Good morning, Ms. Valysa."

Ms. Valysa is a teaching assistant in the medical school. To be precise, she is responsible for the preparation of teaching aids for nearly one-third of the lecturers in the medical school.

For example, the teachers that Aldrich will need in class are the ones she helps prepare every week.

"Is there a problem?"

Aldridge asked Ms. Valysa to sit down and handed her tea, and asked, judging from the tone and expression of the other party, what should have happened.

Valysa didn't touch the tea cup, she bit her lip, and after struggling for a long time, she finally said, "Mr. Aldrich, please help me."

Aldridge was stunned and asked, "What's wrong?"

Valysa whispered: "The body you will use tomorrow is missing one..."