"Full text"

Roman wrote these three words.

At this point, the new book is over.

It took nearly ten hours before Roman finally wrote the ending he wanted.

call…

Lying on the bed, Roman breathed a sigh of relief.

"Tomorrow, send the manuscript back to Mond."

It is due to habit.

After writing the manuscript, you always have to let the editor read it.

Although the editor Lea also worked for him.

Now, it's late at night.

Roman who was liberated.

Hunger and tiredness came one after another.

It would be great if Liyue had a Cat Tavern.

Roman couldn't help but think so.

I want to go out, but I'm tired.

Whether to go to bed first or fill your stomach first is a tangled question.

Just as he was struggling, the door suddenly opened silently.

Then, a woman tiptoed in.

Seeing her appearance, Roman cooperated and closed his eyes and pretended to go to bed.

Thunder...thunder...thunder...thunder...thunder...

High heels pedaled on the ground rhythmically.

When the sound came to Roman, it stopped.

Immediately afterwards, Roman, who closed his eyes, could clearly feel a chill.

Bang...

He stretched out his hand and took over the heart-breaking attack.

Feel the struggle opposite.

Roman opened his eyes and looked at the visitor in a lower position in a male position.

"I said, Madam, you came to me just to say something to me with your heart?"

The lady didn't expect that Roman had not yet gone to bed after being so late.

She wanted to get out of Roman's heart, but her hands were pinched to death.

Use your feet again?

If you are caught again,

That looks quite strange.

“Take the heart of God.”

The lady said calmly.

"Hey, do you think you can still command me with this attitude in this situation?"

Roman said with a look of surprise.

"snort."

The lady snorted coldly, and the ice elemental force surged out from her fingertips.

“It’s quite cool.”

Roman easily resolved it, leaving behind a sarcasm.

“…”

The attack did not work.

This undoubtedly declared that the mission of stealing the Heart of God tonight had failed.

Want to get out but can't.

The lady froze in place.

Roman's strength was beyond her expectations.

Even if she can choose to use her strongest element to burst out, there is no guarantee that she will succeed.

That will instead cause unnecessary riots and possible anger.

It's not worth the loss if you can't get it.

The lady who couldn't take off her hands thought for a while, opened her red lips and said, "Maybe we can make a deal, as long as you are willing to hand over the heart of God, you can raise the conditions."

"oh?"

Roman showed some interest: "What conditions can you give?"

The lady looked at the two of them tightly clenched hands and said, "Let me go first."

Roman let go.

"Money." The lady rubbed her hands and said to herself: "It's enough money that you can be free for a long time."

"puff.."

Roman laughed: "Money? How much does it cost to buy the Heart of God?"

"I have investigated that you and your Witch Association are in the beginning of your career and need money urgently. Of course, in addition to this, our Sun Winter Country can also provide strong assistance to the Witch Association."

Roman shook his head: "Sorry. I still prefer to do it myself. You can say something practical to please me. Maybe I will give you the God's Heart that is useless to me."

"What do you want?"

The lady asked with a frown.

"Come and work for me."

“??”

"My witch will lack talented people."

“???”

The lady looked at Roman in confusion.

The inexplicable words made her unable to understand them at all.

"Imagine that if you are on stage performance, if you are there, you can condense ice with ice elements, and then the ice will be sublimated into fog, which can also create the atmosphere it should have.

This is not considered burying your talents. How can you consider joining my Witch Club?"

The lady's face turned blue and red.

Roman's words sounded almost humiliating to her.

"Are you insulting me?"

The lady said gritting her teeth.

"You insulted your IQ first."

Roman spread his hands: "Next time you may be able to wait until I fall asleep, and... remember to change to a pair of flat shoes."

“…”

As an executive, she has no experience in assassination.

This kind of thing is usually done by low-level fools.

"Don't give up?"

Roman asked back.

Ms.: "What do you mean is that you don't want to hand it over?"

"It's not bad, do you really want that?"

Want it?

Not to mention it either.

But this is the mission.

As an executive, the most important thing is to be loyal to the queen and do the tasks assigned by the queen without hesitation.
To be continued...