Is the Evil God Me?

In fact, on the train to Shuisha City, the head maid implicitly asked Lynn if he wanted to add a precious optical scope to his rifle during the autumn hunting, so that even Lynn would be considered No matter how bad his marksmanship is, he should be able to not lose too much to the girls, although the maids will not participate in hunting.

Apparently, as the leading man who is often in the newspapers and is loved by the people of Stim, that is, our dear Mr. Lynn, in his marksmanship (past tense), about his marksmanship that shocks the enemy and his teammates at the same time, he has always been the people's favorite. The crowd loves it.

On the battlefield, the image of Lynn in the minds of some people is that, just like the supervising team, every time the trigger is pulled, one person is randomly selected from teammates or enemies to shoot and shoot until the end.

A flaw in a perfect person.

It won't make him ugly, but it will make him look more friendly to the people.

In fact, Lynn's marksmanship has improved to a certain extent, but he hardly uses it much. However, his marksmanship, after seeing the maids skillfully shooting and reloading, lowered his head in shame and decided not to show it to shame. This incident was also spread by the maids on the train. These young and beautiful girls, because of Lynn's easy-going personality, were more friendly to him.

There is a purple shirt bow, when the time comes, riding a horse, cos elf ranger, can't you still give the countess a face.

To be a person, learn to make use of your strengths and avoid weaknesses.

In addition, I had seen Minister Archer before, with his marvelous bow skills and tearing arrows comparable to large-caliber rifles. As a man who yearns for strength, Lynn has always been a little itchy.

Directly borrow his weapon from the Minister to play a few games. This kind of brain-dead idea, Lynn does not think that others will agree, and he may be pulled to the training ground for enthusiastic and intense archery dodge training. He can feel the arrow from the scalp. The ultimate enjoyment of rubbing.

A rough translation has been done.

Before further deciphering gains, Miss Atari, who was playing with Lynn's spirituality, had a bit of an expression of disrespect, as if all the emotions that came from the collision were false.

Her face was as elegant and calm as ever. In fact, the lady in wheelchair, who had already started to worry about gains and losses between Yefni and Lynn, was inevitably a little lost and confused after driving away the big pig's hoof in her heart. From a rational point of view, her optimal solution is to use Lynn as a pretense, so that she can continue to accompany Yefne, but the problem is that to achieve this goal, both Lynn and Yefne are required to be willing.

In fact, his best friend is more fond of the little gentleman, and there is a vague tendency not to play with her.

Atari's eyes flickered.

In the process of self-analysis, her thoughts gradually tended to another stable model.

Taking into account the direct thinking of the female knight and her emotional attitude based on noble education, another model was formed in the wheelchair girl's mind. To be precise, after getting close to Lynn and consciously not resentful, she compromised a bit. Gu Quan, and a bit of a flash of inspiration.

Since Lynn likes Ye Fu and he likes Ye Funi, then they should be on one side!

Miss Attali feels like a real genius!

A feeling of patency after being depressed suddenly made her refreshed, like a month of continuous constipation, and suddenly it all cleared up. Then things will be easier to handle in the future. From a certain point of view, with the relationship between her and Yefne, it can be more easily accepted.

If Lynn knew that her head was connected like this, it would be shocking for a whole year. Perhaps she should praise her as a child raised by an aristocratic family.

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Ming Mian was driven away by Atari, and actually went to rest and relax, and Lynn touched the countess' bedroom again.

Then he met the maids and sisters who were faithfully waiting for him.

Well, it's a change of clothes.

But when the maids who were well-informed about each other saw Mr. Lin En who was carved in pink and jade, plus some unrealistic rumors of piling, they all smiled and surrounded them as if they were playing with fire. For a time, a group of maids and elder sisters stood up and looked at the diverse scenery of the mountains and peaks, and blocked Lin En again.

In the face of this group of slender maids who have been trained without losing work, they are much more eye-catching than Mrs. Cynthia. The evil and deep meaning of their smiles let Lynn know what he has to pay.

Like being touched on the head, pinched on the face, or switching back and forth between intimate hugs, like a doll.

"Amister, haven't you woken up yet?"

The little gentleman pulled out his pocket watch helplessly. It was past noon now, and it wasn't really past noon. He felt that the countess had been sleeping too long.

"Will Mr. Lynn come in?"

A maid with a wheat complexion ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ with a seductive face asked with a special meaning.

"...I think I should have that right."

Looking at the maids who were deliberately standing in the aisle without leaving any space for passage, Lynn took a little visual inspection and was a little surprised that the food in the Earl's Manor was really good, so he swallowed hard.

The previous manor maid costumes were very complicated, focusing on beauty and conservativeness. Since the draft of Lynn's maid outfit that didn't need money was scattered, the maid's clothes in the manor have ushered in a liberation. While paying attention to manners, adjustments have been made to adapt to the female body to make it more beautiful and comfortable. Black and white, but undoubtedly more beautiful, as if the maids were four or five years younger on average.

The evil he made went around in a circle and finally smashed back on his head.

Now facing the various curves highlighted by the maids' clothes, plump, slender, upturned, swaying, blocking the line of sight, as a man, he wants to pass through this black and white array without being blamed. Holding hands and then rolling over and over in humiliation is basically impossible.

In particular, as a beautiful boy, he has a natural debuff when being run over by a cart.

"Okay girls, tell me what you want."

Lynn raised his hands decisively in surrender.

"New clothes!" "New dessert recipes!" "New stories!"

"New body position..." This weak voice was quickly suppressed by a long and straight maid. This kind of topic cannot be said directly. The countess or the head maid knows it, but it is necessary to work hard.

"Well, you have been waiting for me here. It seems that I can't get past you if I don't give anything today."

Lynn snapped his fingers, isn't it just a mere black and white formation, watch him clear the level with one life! !