Witch for All 1994

Angelette came to Jiang Han not just for rewards, but to remind her of something.

"Sister, your transport team can stop today and tomorrow."

"Um?"

Anjie intertwined her hands and fingers on the table, smiling peacefully:

"Just treat today and tomorrow as a holiday."

"Do you have any work for me?"

Jiang Han pretended to be stupid and said.

As an ordinary witch, when talking to high-level officials, you must always pay attention to your words and deeds, and cannot be led by the other party. When it's time to act stupid, act stupid, and never cooperate with whatever the other person does.

Anjie narrowed her eyes and looked over.

The silence almost made the air still.

One second, two seconds...

After about a few minutes, Angelette wiped her lips. Her red lips looked very attractive.

She exhaled slowly:

"Sake an oath, Jiang Han."

Is this necessary... Jiang Han opened his mouth, but what he said was completely different from what he meant:

"I'm fine, sister, what's the oath?"

"Keep it secret."

Anjie stared at Jiang Han:

"Oath to keep secrets, use my name as the guardian of the contract. If you violate the contract, you will be fined up to 1.5 million yuan, and you will be punished by going to the nursing home to run on the hamster wheel for fifteen days."

Jiang Han reluctantly swore that she would not disclose the next operational mission of her transport team, and vowed that this conversation would not be disclosed to others.

...Of course, Jiang Han's eyes quietly glanced at the pharmacist's giant cat lantern outside the window, which seemed to be sleeping soundly, but its cat ears were as erect as a donkey's.

Anjie nodded:

"...Very good, very good. I have a secret mission for you. The reward is okay and the punishment is very light."

"The punishment is light? How light?"

Jiang Han was stunned for a moment. Generally speaking, the punishment for secret missions is very serious.

Anjie said with a smile:

"A fine of one thousand."

"Eh?"

Looking at the confused Jiang Han, Angelette slowly said the mission goal.

She knew that the giant cat was still awake outside the window, but a little memory came into her mind at this time, which was the origin of this secret mission, a story that happened two days ago.

…………

Two days ago, in the captain's cabin on Angelite's huge airship [Watch].

Angelette was signing a document with her noble right hand, while her left hand was quietly placed on the keyboard to compose poetry.

"This poem is called "The Waves of Love Are Like the Tide of the Sea."

The witch finally thought, with an evil and unruly smile appearing on her face that should not appear on a person like her. At the same time, the line of thought in her mind kept replaying the first-person perspective of the Nancheng Qinhuai Adventure.

While reminiscing, she uttered Dorothy Jordan's favorite refrain from the previous year:

"Nancheng is really hard to handle."

She suddenly became happy again. She lifted her feet in her round-toed leather shoes twice, and the heels of her shoes struck the beat of music on the ground.

It’s time for dessert!

Although the Final Witch has been making the Ghost Witch angry recently, she has learned to bring her own desserts so that she will not be cut off or eaten by the Ghost Witch. No one dares to steal snacks from the great Angelite. !

Anjie stuck out her tongue, entertained herself by taking out the maltose, skillfully wrapped a large ball with chopsticks and stuffed it into her mouth.

While she was happily lazing around and eating, the voice of the witch she hated most came from outside the door:

"Your Excellency Anjie? Your Excellency Anjie, are you in there?"

Click.

After biting off the chopsticks and swallowing them, Angelette wiped her mouth gracefully with a napkin:

"I'm here, please come in, Lord Eleanor."

Squeak.

The door was opened, and Ms. Eleanor, who looked as cute as a small porcelain doll, appeared outside, wearing a full set of Lolita skirts that looked very hot, as well as very thick and impermeable Lolita socks, and a pair of Lace-up boots. The delicate little face was lightly powdered, and the lipstick was a sparkling cherry-colored lipstick, giving it a mature yet youthful feeling.

Her cute face outlined a hint of surprise:

"Your Excellency Anjie! I happen to have something to trouble you with, but I didn't expect you to actually be here."

…This is my mother’s boat. If I’m not here, who is? Oh, the great Lord Eleanor is here, trying to seduce the night watchmen on my ship with her lovely smile, and still squatting on me? Do you really think of my boat as your own jungle area?

Angelette smiled:

"Sister, whenever you come to see me, I will always be there. You know, my heart is full of my cute little beauty colleague."

Unsurprisingly, Angelette saw an obvious swallowing movement on Eleanor's slender neck, as if she was so disgusted that she almost vomited.

In the past few years of working as colleagues with Eleanor, Anjie finally discovered it.

If you use a 'sarcastic' tone to complain, Eleanor will be like a breeze blowing on her face, and her smile will not change.

But on the contrary, if you use "earthy love words" to disgust the other person, it will indeed have some effect. Although Anjie couldn't stand this about herself, if it could disgust Eleanor, then there was no doubt that this was something she could do.

Eleanor waved her hand:

"I have something, um, not very honorable that I might need your help with."

"Please say."

Anjie pursed her lips.

"I have a friend who once promised a servant army a witch quota."

This is a common thing. Anjie found it quite boring. If most witches had a good relationship with this army of servants, they would beg her to transform them.

But just when she felt this way, things took a turn for the better.

Eleanor blushed, licked her lips twice, and said a little embarrassedly:

"The quota she promised to use was the quota I promised her, and I, unfortunately, gave this promised quota to..."

Um?

Now it’s interesting.

Anjie raised her eyebrows, with a smile on her face, and motioned for Eleanor to continue:

"Go on, sister."

"...In short, I accidentally gave the quota I promised to someone else to another person... It's really a bad thing. Obviously according to my calculations, she won't need to use this quota so soon. If I let It will cost a lot of money to acquire another quota!”

Anjie probably understood this matter, and she was very happy after hearing Eleanor's joke:

"Okay, okay, if you want to borrow a spot from me, I still have it. I have all the spots for this year."

"Borrow one?" Eleanor's eyes widened and she said in that lovely voice, "Of course not!"

"...Then please forgive my ignorance, I really have no idea what you want to do, sister."

Eleanor waved her hand:

"I brought the servant army here. I want you to... um... give her a, hiss, a somewhat subtle and important task. It's best to let her go to the front line... No, no, no, behind enemy lines, do something a little bit. . And promised to personally be responsible for her transformation and provide a bonus of about 500,000 yuan, as well as status, honors and so on."

Bad woman.

Anjie realized what Eleanor wanted to do and nodded:

"I understand. It seems that there is a mission to drop bombs behind enemy lines, which is very suitable for it... Bring it with you, and I will give it the mission."

…………

When things have reached this point, they should have ended!

After all, asking a servant army to go to the hinterland of the Anser elves and place an [Arcane Nuclear Explosion Bomb] behind the second city wall should be a fatal task...

But something happened that made Eleanor and Angelette miscalculate at the same time:

This army of servants.

It worked!

…

According to the promise, Angelite must find a transportation team to bring it back for transformation.

But to be honest, that would be really difficult.

After thinking hard, Anjie felt:

[It is best to find a transportation team that has a high probability of quitting to do this]

and……

Is there any creature better at disappointing than the giant cat lamp! ?

Unfortunately, the giant cat lantern would not apply to be a transportation team alone, so Angelette had to settle for the next best thing and let the giant cat lantern witch do the job, and shoulder the burden of a fine of only 1,000 yuan.

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Meow, I am envious that the poem is almost perfect, and the cat wants to cum too! But it’s still a bit far off, meow!

Mia, Cat, God rewards hard work,

Mia Cat Cat I love you!

——The proliferation of cat lamp bots has been too fast recently