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Chapter 286 The Scepter Reappears

"Your eyes are so strange..."

"I just feel very strange." Ling Dengxian crossed his arms and looked serious, as if he was thinking deeply.

"Tell me about it." The sky-blue-haired dragon girl was drawing small animals on his face as he lay on the bluestone with her ink-colored tail, with great interest.

"It stands to reason that what you think about during the day you dream about at night, right?"

"For the most part, that's probably the case."

"It's Texas who's cuddling with me tonight, and it's Texas who's sleeping in the same double room with me."

"But why did I dream about you?"

Ling raised her eyebrows slightly and smiled like a spring breeze: "Why? So you are looking forward to dreaming about...something different at night?"

"Ms. Ling, is this the impression I leave on you?" Ling Dengxian asked righteously.

Ling smiled slightly: "Tell me first if it is true or not."

"...Yes...a little..."

Looking down at the young man who turned his face away with slightly red cheeks, Ling couldn't help but laugh out loud. Ling Dengxian avoided his gaze uncomfortably.

It was strange that although it was a very private question, Ling Dengxian was still willing to answer it. He had no aversion to her at all.

He began to wonder if there was some supernatural force influencing him.

"Of course I know what kind of person you are. This is your dream." Seeing his blushing reached a higher level, Ling Qian smiled and touched his head. After thinking for a while, she adjusted her sitting position. The next moment, Ling Dengxian was surprised to find that there was something soft on the back of his head.

"I just know that at the same time, you are a normal man."

Ling's breath was very close, and the warm thigh under his head was very comfortable. When their eyes met, many pictures seemed to pass by his eyes. He wanted to catch those flickering things, but in the end they passed away like quicksand, leaving only traces in the snow and mud, with no traces left.

"... Ling, who are you?"

"This is your dream. Are you sure you want to ask me?" Ling did not comment.

Ling Dengxian stood up and held the dragon girl's shoulders, as if he was afraid that she would run away. Although he gradually forgot some of it over time, when he thought about it, he could still recall the initial strong emotional impulse.

"There are many strange Originium skills. Even entering a dream is not impossible..."

Ling's smile deepened, her deep eyes flickered, clear as crystal. Feeling his fluctuating emotions, she just revealed a very intriguing expression, moved closer, and her eyes finally became clear again.

"Do you believe me? If you do, don't take it too seriously."

"Every question has an answer. There are thousands of answers. Profits and losses are all determined."

"Then where should I find the answer..." Ling Dengxian still didn't get a positive response, revealing a look of disappointment that was hard to conceal.

Ling was speechless for a moment, then put her long tail on his shoulders and gently wrapped it around his neck, and said with a sigh: "Da Yan, Shang Shu, Zhu Jiangfeng, everything you want to know about me is there."

"The wine cup is never full of intoxication all night long..." The next moment, Ling Dengxian didn't hear Qing Ling's words, and a hazy feeling came over his heart.

"...right and wrong." He only caught the last two words.

"I'm afraid I can't drink wine of that level..." He said jokingly.

Ling smiled, and he noticed that white light appeared in his vision again, which was a sign of waking up.

The figure of the young man disappeared among the rocks. The dragon girl squinted her eyes as if she was slightly tipsy, and sighed. Then she stopped worrying and looked into the void, smiling with interest:

"How brave."

Then, not caring about being spied on, he turned around with the lantern, and his slender and nimble tail hooked up the wine jug and disappeared leisurely along the mountain road. It was true that this was a dream, and there were indeed techniques to enter dreams in the world, but it was a pity.

This dream is special.

After all, this world is not something that can be interfered with by villains.

In a room somewhere, Kuranta with long wine-red hair suddenly woke up, his eyes were dark, and the mentally torn oppressive feeling pierced his nerves. After a long time, the nightmare of the nightmare quietly dissipated. With a cold sweat, the caster groped to sit on the bed and sighed:

"Sure enough, the people designated by the boss cannot be moved... It turns out that this rule is to protect us."

After doing some simple movements again to ensure that he was fully awake, Kuranta stood up, went to the bathroom to wash up, put on his clothes, took the windbreaker off the hanger and put it on, picked up the cane beside the bed, adjusted his clothes in front of the full-length mirror, and straightened his chest to make sure his appearance was correct.

Putting on her boots, the Nightmare Girl walked out the door and came to the magnificently decorated hall. Immediately, a waiter came forward and respectfully handed her a hat. She bowed slightly to thank him, walked out of the Krakow Hotel in the city center, and walked briskly but elegantly to a nearby cafe to keep an appointment.

"Hello, nice to meet you, Ms. Planst - oh no, I think it would be more appropriate to call you Miss, right? I didn't expect you to really be... 'Nightmare'." Editor Kuranta, who had been waiting for a long time, couldn't help but sigh. The other party's awe-inspiring attire could easily make people fall into that unique elegance and be unable to extricate themselves, but his professionalism still pulled him back.

After all, no matter how beautiful she is or how amazing her martial arts are, to Casimir at that moment, they are not as real as the dazzling gold and silver.

"Really? I thought your company was already quite familiar with the special attention paid to my persistent fellow. However, I still hope that you can pay more attention to-" "Nightmare" used his slender fingers to draw the shape of Casimir's national emblem and smiled mysteriously, "The target of our meeting."

"That's right. A friend told me that you have a unique vision. Now you come to us... Have you seen any big news in the Grand Knight Territory?" When the editor mentioned the professional field, a glimmer of hunting immediately flashed in his eyes.

"Of course, but will your company take it seriously?" The girl raised her thigh and asked provocatively.

"Miss Planster, I think we should ask you. You went to so much trouble to find us, but you only gave us some vague information. It's really hard for people to believe it."

"As far as I know, your company seems to be best at spreading and promoting this bit of 'unclear'." Planster said with a smile.

"So here I am. Since Miss Planster likes to speak frankly, why not... just speak directly."

"I will provide the news, but you have to make sure they appear in newsstands on every street. The harvest should be 70% to 30%."

"Of course, I understand what you care about most, so what I provide you is naturally valuable information." Seeing the man's stiff expression, Nightmare smiled playfully.

The editor chewed over every word, and the guest took out the document and smiled openly.

"To be honest, Miss Planst, your remarks are frivolous." Realizing that the other party was serious, he said seriously, and the rejection in his words was very sharp.

As I said, money cannot be represented by appearance or paper talk.

Planst put away his smile and opened the file. The blank page and the question mark in the editor's mind complemented each other perfectly.

"Mr. Editor, you are still too nervous. I did ask you to come out for a chat, but I also specified that you should choose a free time. In other words, it is not formal.

"I will send you the information, but please remember that I always attach great importance to the word 'certainly'."

"If you use our intelligence but don't report it to the end as promised, then maybe... there will be more news, but I don't know if all of them are what everyone wants to see. After all, it's unplanned."

"..." The man was stunned by the serious nightmare. The latter smiled brightly, and the condescending attitude disappeared instantly.

"Also, the above are all harmless jokes. We are just making friends. Don't take it seriously. So, Mr. Editor of the Red Wine News, see you later."

The man was unable to react to the rapid change of style. Planst bowed and left the cafe calmly.

"Director Planst... aren't you worried that Nightmare's identity will be made into a big deal by this unscrupulous newspaper?" When she put on the headphones and connected to the communication network, her specialists immediately sent her worried inquiries.

"It doesn't matter. I'm also curious about how many traces of us they can leave behind. How are the arrangements for everyone going?"

"There are currently no problems with initial information collection, but again, this is the first time the organization has attempted such a project, so more stable confirmation points are needed."

"Don't worry. I heard from Cecil that things are going to change in Victoria. We should hold off on our actions and go pick him up when the time comes. Besides..."

"Maybe Casimir will have a good show too."

Mortis Planst showed a third smile today.