Lord of Mysteries: Curly-haired Baboon

v1 Chapter 205: Damage caused by candy

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

Lucid's mentality collapsed.

In this way, do you have to rely on "that" suspicion to digest the potion?

Think of a way... to tease your sister as a sister?

She was a little heartbroken.

Thinking about things that I hadn't done for more than ten or twenty years when I was "living with a spear" back then... Can I do it now?

otherwise……

Lucid thought of some "entertainment places" with statues of the Little Mermaid erected at the door.

"Uh……"

Although I've been secretly and invisible many times, I will be stopped when I go in and "consume" honestly, right?

Moreover, she is a "high society" unmarried lady, she always finds it inappropriate to go to such a place...

"Ugh……"

With a long sigh, Lucid's heart was filled with melancholy.

"Could it be... there really is no way?"

…………

At dinner, Lucid went downstairs rarely, and had dinner with Patrick.

Although Patrick is not a Brother Crow or Brother Extraordinary, she usually asks the maids to deliver food to the room.

This is because of the "habit" of the baboon before it was a last resort.

Later, in order to "maintain his image," Lucid still insisted on this "habit" to avoid the collapse of the human design.

But today, Lucid, who was upset and irritable, suddenly went downstairs with a bit of tranquility and thought, intending to have a chat with Patrick while having dinner together.

But the day failed. She never expected that Patrick, the old fellow, would have gone out again today and was not at home at all.

"Eh……"

Frowning, Lucid became more and more depressed.

I always feel like everything is going wrong recently. I really just "do what you can't do, eat first place".

Even the maids' attitude towards themselves seems to be alienated inexplicably.

It's outrageous...

"Huh, that's not right!"

As soon as his eyes rolled, Lucid seemed to think of another bright spot.

The maids were obviously not like this before...how did they suddenly change their attitude towards themselves?

Yuanfang must be among them!

Anyway, she was still idle and bored anyway, she decided to investigate this matter.

Slightly squinting his eyes, Lucid called in his newly promoted "personal maid" Christine, and asked in a pleasant way:

"Little Christine...Do you think I'm terrible?"

"what?"

This question caught the little maid off guard, and immediately seemed to have thought of something, and she trembled all over.

"?????"

Seeing this scene, Lucid was quite confused, and a **** question mark face appeared in his heart.

What the **** is this special cat?

Finally, in her puzzled eyes, the little maid replied tremblingly:

"I, I... uh... Miss Lucid is certainly not terrible... well, miss is the best."

"..."

There seemed to be a few black lines hanging on his head, Lucid was rather helpless.

This meow... not afraid?

No matter how you look at it, this maid feels terribly scared, right?

Brother, something is wrong with you!

Shaking her head, she stopped asking more questions, just returned to the room on her own.

"call……"

Taking a long breath, Lucid made up his mind to figure out the ins and outs of this matter.

How did the maids' attitude towards themselves suddenly turn 360 degrees?

After a little thought, she planned to hide herself and find out herself.

Because according to the strange state of little Christine, asking other maids like this, it should be the same result.

Then simply go quietly by yourself "seeing is believing"!

"Tsk tusk tusk, I want to see who is doing things..."

With a slight movement, Lucid turned on "Invisibility" and disappeared into the air in the bedroom.

Following the window, she quietly climbed out of the side hall window where the maids were gathered, and squinted at the maids.

At this moment, it was time for the maids to eat, and Yingying and Yanyan in the side hall were quite lively.

In the absence of "outsiders", the state of the maids obviously seems to be a lot more lively, chatting about various things.

And among them, there is something about herself as "Miss Lucid".

More than that, the number of discussions triggered by this issue is still the most among various issues...

It is true that the mysterious "eldest lady" with silver hair and red pupils and exquisite appearance is a point that easily arouses discussion, but the direction of the discussion of these maids is strangely unanimous.

Listening quietly, Lucid's eyes gradually became dull.

This meow...something's wrong!

Why are these maids unanimously suspicious of their sexual orientation?

Why did you all agree that you are keen on the existence of "Fucking Ji"...? And with conclusive evidence, "Miss Lucid" would attack them sooner or later?

Wrong!

Grievance... Although my interest in "Making Ji" is indeed a little bit higher than that of "Fencing", it is pitiful to see that Lucid never really thought of attacking her maid.

This is slanderous!

Swear to heaven! If Lucid had ever wanted to attack the maids, she would eat the display on the spot!

"Eh?"

When it comes to the display screen, she vaguely seems to think of something.

But after hearing the babbles of the maids, Lucid became inexplicably irritable and didn't think much about it.

These maids are really outrageous.

Even some of them are fascinated by their looks, and they can’t wait for "Miss Lucid" to treat them like...

Forehead……

But after seeing their looks clearly, Lucid decisively dispelled those weird thoughts.

She is not the one who is hungry for someone who wants to go to someone!

Hmm...have to add money!

Do not! No more money.

After shaking his head, Lucid became more heartbroken.

Although the truth of the incident has been clarified, this...

The wind critic was killed!

Too frustrated~lightnovelpub.net~ She returned to her bedroom with anger, she lay down on the armchair and rolled her eyes.

Although there is no display screen in this world, I really haven't moved any crooked thoughts, why...

Suddenly, Lucid's inspiration flashed, as if he could gain something.

A proud and arrogant melody emerged in her mind, and she couldn't help but hum lightly:

"Boom boom boom, boom boom boom boom, boom boom boom boom..."

The red, ugly...baboon seemed to appear in front of her again.

Lucid is enlightened!

She seems to have found a good solution that works!

Don't you just "happiness"! A little more simple!

Isn’t it happy to grab the landlord? Isn’t it happy to still bomb?

Why do you want to think about the "primitive and vulgar" happiness every day?