The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

Although an extraordinary out-of-control incident occurred in the Civic Center. But for the entire city of Liam, this little disturbance will not have any impact on the entire city.

Meanwhile on Elm Street a carriage pulled up slowly to the side of the road.

Rebecca walked briskly into the apartment.

She was in a great mood, because at noon today, through the relationship of Mrs. Gallard, she officially registered and established her own law firm.

In the entire city of Liam, this was the first law firm independently established by a woman. Although she was the only employee in the entire firm at this time, Rebecca still couldn't help thinking about the bright future.

It was still early for dinner, and Rebecca didn't see Sigmund when she went upstairs, but only saw Ashley sitting by the window.

She couldn't hold back the joy in her heart, but she didn't know how to speak, so she couldn't help but walked into the room and walked around Ashley.

After repeating this, it was not until a long time later that Ashley looked away, glanced at the lawyer lady, and had to ask.

"What's the matter, you seem happy?"

"Is there? How did you find out?"

Rebecca pretended to be stumbled upon, with just the right amount of surprise on her face.

If I don't ask again, you will probably walk around in front of me until dark, Ashley smiled, and didn't expose Rebecca's little thought.

"I have good news for you, my law firm has been established!"

"From tomorrow onwards, I will be able to accept cases independently, and then we may have the opportunity to cooperate together." The lawyer lady looked at Ashley expectantly.

"Yes." The female assassin nodded, and Rebecca, who was standing opposite her, completely opened up the topic, pulled up a chair and sat opposite Ashley, and talked about her plans and imaginations.

"Let's celebrate, shall we?"

Speaking of excitement, Rebecca couldn't help clapping her hands and suggested.

"how to celebrate?"

Rebecca is the kind of character that is hard to hate, Ashley didn't refuse, and nodded with a smile.

"Let's have a drink!"

"have a drink?"

"Do you have the habit of drinking?" In normal social occasions, ladies would also drink some rum, but Ashley had the impression that Rebecca didn't have the habit of drinking alone, and naturally there was no storage in the apartment.

"That's not true, but I remember that Sigmund once secretly hid a bottle of wine. You may not know him, what a stingy guy!"

Rebecca wrinkled her nose, "I saw him carry things upstairs that day, and there was a bottle of wine in it, but I couldn't identify it after looking at it."

The evaluation of drinks in social situations is a basic ability.

"I just picked it up and looked at it, but that guy quickly snatched it from me stingy, hmph, wouldn't I not pay for his wine?"

The more she talked, the more angry she became, Rebecca couldn't help but think of the experience of being dominated by Sigmund all morning.

"Wait for me, I'll steal his wine!"

After finishing speaking, he ran out without waiting for Ashley to respond. After a while, a brown glass bottle was brought.

"This is it!"

Putting two empty glasses on the table, pushing the wine bottle to the middle, "What, there's not even a decent label."

As Rebecca spoke, she uncorked the cork, poured the amber liquid from the glass bottle into the transparent glass.

"Well, it doesn't look like much, but it seems to smell pretty good."

Turning the wine glass, Rebecca looked at Ashley.

Assassins need to keep their cool, but Ashley doesn't mind the occasional drink.

"To the future!"

"For our future cooperation!" Rebecca did not forget the analytical ability of the female assassin, always thinking about prying Sigmund's corner.

After the crisp collision sound, the two raised their heads and drank the liquid in the cup.

"What a special taste, what is this brewed from?" While talking, Rebecca poured wine into the glass.

After the first sip of drinking, the rest will be easy to handle.

The two talked and drank a few cups in succession, and Rebecca felt hot all over, and her cheeks were slightly flushed.

"Huh...it's not May yet, why is the weather so hot this year?" She tugged on her collar and fanned her neck with her hand.

Ashley thought there was nothing unusual at first, but when she saw Rebecca's reaction, her face changed slightly.

this wine...

She picked up the wine bottle and looked at it carefully, even reaching to the tip of her nose to sniff it vigorously.

No drugs, no hallucinogenic ingredients.

When Ashley put down the wine bottle in doubt, she found that Rebecca, who was sitting across from her, had blushing cheeks and watery eyes in her bewildered eyes when she came back to her senses.

"Ashley... I have something to tell you."

"Huh... so hot, strange, why is it so hot in the room today?"

"Well... I think you are very special. You are different from many women I know. You are confident and independent. I see many advantages in you..."

"Sigmund!"

At this moment, Ashley suddenly interrupted Rebecca.

Hear the name. Rebecca's complexion changed slightly, and the heat all over her body was relieved, and she subconsciously turned her head to look behind her.

"you're drunk."

A voice came from her ear, and Rebecca completely lost consciousness in the next second.

"Damn it! What the hell did Sigmund put in the wine?"

Holding the table with both hands, Ashley stood up staggeringly. She didn't let Rebecca finish her sentence, and the drink amplified some of Rebecca's emotions.

If Rebecca was really allowed to finish her sentence, then the embarrassment when the two met the next day can be imagined.

In this oppressive era, Rebecca has awakened the consciousness of some independent women, but compared with the overall environment, her personal will is too fragile.

And Ashley came from London at the end of the nineteenth century, and naturally had a similar experience to Rebecca, but as a member of the Assassin Organization.

Ashley is more independent and free with herself.

The special feature that both parties are women will naturally attract Rebecca who is imprisoned. In fact, Ashley noticed it when the two met for the first time.

Seeing Rebecca collapsed on the chair, the female assassin managed to maintain her balance, and stepped forward to help Rebecca up.

"Damn it!" She couldn't help cursing secretly again.

Breathing more and more heavily, the girl's weight weighed on her body, Ashley shook her head, and staggered towards the bedroom not far away.

Passing through the rest area of ​​the atrium, just as she was about to walk through the gap in the sofa, there was a sudden rush of footsteps behind her.

"Ashley!"

"Don't come in!" The female assassin's voice trembled, she was in a very bad state, and she didn't want to be caught by Sigmund.

But because she was anxious that her walking movements were out of balance, Rebecca's weight was all pressed up. Under the confusion, Ashley's body went limp, and she stumbled and fell directly holding Rebecca.

"Boom!"

The moment the sound sounded, a figure broke into the door. It was Sigmund who heard the strange noise from outside the door.

"what happened?"

As soon as he entered the door, Sigmund saw two figures rolling into a ball on the sofa.

Rebecca's clothes were messy, her eyes were closed, her brows were frowning, and the skirt of her neck was torn a little.

And Ashley's cheeks were reddish, and she was lying on Rebecca's chest straight.

Well.

Sigmund opened his mouth wide.

Guys, Gildo's driving too fast, I'm going to be back a little later.

Hmm...should be just right.

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