The sin of wearing a crown

The two days of leisure passed quickly.

And Autumn Hunting has truly arrived.

In addition to accompanying the countess to various gatherings in the past two days, Linn has been accompanying Aitali to continue searching for some possible ancient books in the town. As an [astrologer], the wheelchair lady can always find some interesting targets. , either with gold pounds or knowledge, but these interesting fragments or ancient manuscripts are not necessarily what they want. This situation accounts for 99% of the time.

In this regard, the little gentleman once asked Atali why she was so happy every time she searched when there was a 99% chance of finding nothing.

Aitali thought about this question for a while, staring at Linn uncomfortably before answering.

It is because the one percent possibility symbolizes the possibility of breaking the fixed, so the extraordinary people of divination are so obsessed with searching. The earliest soothsayers in human history did not perform divination to surrender to fate, but to try to break it. Just did it.

It's a pity that as we get more modern, there are fewer and fewer such diviners.

This interesting answer revealed a philosophy. Linn felt that Aitali's temperament was not suitable for being a slave who obeyed fate. She was the pope on the throne created by books, controlling everything. Of course, as a regicide myself, it was quite fun to tease this literary girl from time to time.

Invisibly, Aitali became closer to Linn.

She was used to holding hands.

Until this moment before departure...

The countess specially wore a well-tailored equestrian suit today for the occasion of hunting together, instead of the usual palace dress. Black boots, black gloves, a black hunting helmet, a white shirt, a small vest, and a thick cotton-padded jacket. Even with her amazing curves, all of Amiste's delicate flesh is hidden under the layers. Under the layer of clothes, she looked sassy and charming, but her aristocratic temperament was much concealed.

Linn's dress is much more interesting. I don't know which maid learned from Merdis that he planned to use a bow when hunting, and specially prepared a retro leather suit for him so that he could hunt in autumn. It was better to cosplay the Elf Ranger. It was not until Linn put on this light green Ranger costume that she finally realized that she had been dressed up by the girls.

And it was obvious that Aitali could no longer accompany Lin En on the rest of the journey.

She will stay in the town of Northwind while the hunting party sets off.

The lady in the wheelchair appears here now to say goodbye to Linn. If nothing else happens, they will be separated for about a week. Of course, Linn can also run back from the hunting camp during this time. As for the surveillance ordered by her best friend, Atali felt guilty and confused when she thought about it. She felt that it was pointless whether she monitored Lin En or not.

After all, for a person who has been dragged into the water, her surveillance is not reliable.

"You and my dear Miss Atali can be gentle for a while, and I, an old woman with yellowed pearls, will go out first." The countess's beautiful eyes turned into crescent moons, she snorted, and twisted on her boots. The equestrian bottoms perfectly outline the bulging fat peach buttocks, making you go out one step ahead.

Young man~~

The countess teased the arrogant girl with heterochromatic eyes smoothly and left with victory.

Aitali seemed to be in a bad mood today. Wearing the witch costume from before, she was sitting in a wheelchair, as if she were a witch flower that had traveled through thousands of years, like a delicate flower in full bloom. The wheelchair girl didn't have much reaction to the countess' verbal provocation. She just put her hands on her legs and looked at the knight-errant Lin with a frown.

"I had a dream..." Her voice was so low that Lynn couldn't hear her clearly.

"What?"

"No, it's nothing. I mean, as a disabled person, I can't accompany you to hunt." Atali subconsciously pinched her legs, which were like hard wood and felt nothing.

Linn couldn't help but was speechless. He subconsciously raised his hand and pressed Aitali's shoulder. The warmth from the little gentleman's palm and the reassuring atmosphere made the girl in the wheelchair twist proudly twice and stopped resisting.

He has been working hard in the past two days to improve his spiritual control ability, and to completely overwrite the surface of the Black Holy Grail. With the encouragement of chicken blood, his operation level can be said to have improved by leaps and bounds. The control in the full overwrite state is even more daring and productive. I believe that he will be able to try to find opportunities to sneak around in a few days. Come back and eliminate the alien spirituality for Aitali.

But he couldn't say it, but he was too frustrated.

Linn was in pain as she couldn't show any emotion on her face.

The little gentleman's intimate body touch and comfort made Atali's mood much better like the bright sun today, but the warmth and warmth made her fall into a new confusion.

"Lynn, who do you think I am? What do I really want?" As she sorted out her life, she thought of her best friend Aitali, and looked at Linn who was as handsome as an elf. The face is sad.

"I think you could ask for more."

The shameless Lin knelt down half-kneeling. Like the most perfect gentleman, he waited in front of Atali's wheelchair, grabbing her catkins and holding them in his hands like a treasure.

"Meeting you is really my disaster." Atali sighed.

She couldn't help but follow the example of the unsightly countess and reached out to fiddle with Linn's platinum hair. The feel was indeed first-class, softer and more flexible than the silk satin from the Royal Capital Textile Bureau.

Soon, Aitali's expression returned to its previous tranquility and elegance. Sadness did not suit her, and as a girl who had enjoyed running but was imprisoned in a wheelchair, she had nothing to do with weakness. Because Yevni and Linn were temporarily confused about their position, they could not make Atali hesitate.

"Maybe it's hope?" Lin En said a little shamelessly. It is very important to have a good relationship with the female boss's best friend. As for the future, let's take it step by step.

Lynn felt like she at least had to take responsibility.

"Lynn Moriarty, please wait until I figure this out."

Aitali finally pinched Linn's ear with her bare hands. The soft, cool and flexible touch was really hard to put down. She said to Linn very solemnly, obviously making a very important decision in her heart.

Sometimes it is not unreasonable for the gods to beat green plums violently.

Human beings will feel happy with the same peace of mind and adaptability as before, and their instinctive factors will become obsessed with stimulation. In the entanglement of complex emotions, even the heart of a girl who has been baptized by poetry and books will be confused. Of course, the final analysis is that if Linn was uglier, dumber, more confused, and less lucky, then Atali wouldn't have so many worries.