Holistic Fantasy

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At the same time, on the alfresco balcony on the top floor of the Ista family home camp, Ista, lying on a bench, listened to the youth report, raised her hand, held a pipe, smoked a cigarette, and spoke to herself unexpectedly.

“I did refuse, but also, so good children, even the best and strongest families have to be treated as babies. If the lowest pie valves of the Hestian family are fortunate enough to get them, how can they let go easily? ”

“So, Lord Ista, what should we do?” The young man asked with great respect.

“Want to attack the Hestian family? ”

“Offensive against the Hestian family?” Ista looked at the youth, not smiling, not answering the question, but asking back.

“So you have a chance of winning the tyrant? ”

“I... I didn't...” the young man said, somewhat mute.

“However, there is only one opponent, and if the whole of our Ista family, plus" that "is there, it would be easier to take an adventurer? ”

Rumor has it that the gorgeous goddess is just silently smoking there, throwing up smoke, making the surrounding air a little heavier.

Young people who do not understand what their Lord God is thinking can only bow their heads there and not say a word.

In this case, time passes a little bit slowly, a little bit.

“Hmm?”

At this point, Ista noticed a slight anomaly.

“Lord Ista?” Young people make strange noises.

“What's wrong with you? ”

“Didn't you feel it?” Ista's eyebrows twitched slightly and opened her mouth.

“Seems like something went wrong. ”

“Turmoil?” Young people have only noticed a slight difference.

An unusual kind of hustle and noise seems to be going on through an open-air balcony overlooking the distant Pleasant Street.

Watching this scene, Ista's beautiful eyebrows grew deeper and deeper, and finally couldn't ignore standing up, walking out of the balcony in the open, or even out of her own luxurious and spacious room.

Along a generous corridor like the interior of Chalk Castle, Ista walked into her palace and down the stairs at the end of the corridor, all the way down to the lobby on the ground floor.

It's like a dance hall.

The first thing you see when you come in through the gate is a very gorgeous hall.

On the left and right sides of the hall there is a staircase, which follows the wall and spreads upwards, forming a corridor directly in front of the hall gate.

In the hallway, Ista walked out of the hall with her own entourage and came to the front of the railing, looking down the hall.

At this time, in the lobby, a crowd of Amazonians dressed in fairly exposed and irritating pieces were making a scene there.

Aisha, the leader, stood aside as if caught in contemplation, silent.

Watching the noise below, Ista raised the pipe in her hand and knocked on the railing, causing the crisp sound of the "bell" to echo throughout the hall.

At this moment, all the noisy Amazonians below were as if they had been strangled, and their voices stopped.

The noisy scene instantly restored silence.

All Amazons, including Aisha, looked up to the upper corridor.

Ista asked straight in the eyes of all the whores in the place.

“Why are you so noisy? ”

The battle prostitutes glanced at each other, and their eyes gathered on Aisha.

Aisha also raised her blindfold and looked up at Ista, which illustrated the situation.

“I was told that the 'tyrant' appeared to have come to Pleasant Street, claiming to have been satisfied with the desire to buy a slightly more powerful woman for the night, setting the stage in the middle of Pleasant Street. ”

“" Tyrant "?” Ista's beautiful eyes lit up and laughed.

“I didn't expect the kid to come to the door himself. ”

The battle whores immediately and again made a loud noise.

“Even the rumored tyrant is a man. ”

“As a man, it's impossible not to come to Happy Street to find happiness, is it? ”

“I just don't know what the rumored 'tyrant' tastes like. ”

“Do you still want to try it? It's not your turn! ”

A bunch of hookers suddenly became like whores in the vegetable market, chirping and chirping.

“As you can see, Lord Ista.” Aisha shrugged her shoulders.

“The sisters here are going to bite the fat piece of 'tyrant', which is why it's so noisy. ”

“It's actually fat.” Ista smiled and said this immediately after.

“In that case, I'll take a look! ”

“What... what?!” The whores suddenly became more noisy.

“Lord Ista intends to go too? ”

“Shit, it's really not our turn now. ”

“Lord Ista is just annoying, picking the best one every time doesn't give us a chance. ”

“Exactly. ”

That's where the whores complain.

Yet Ista no longer cares about the whores, but with an exhilarating smile and a joyful look in her eyes.

“Let me see for myself what Freya sees in a man. ”

If the man who refused Freya was given to himself, how wonderful was the face of the goddess?

When I thought of it, Ista got a little impatient, took her own entourage, walked down the stairs, and then, with a bunch of battle whores, slaughtered into the middle of Pleasant Street.

Aisha at the end, not knowing what she was thinking, lowered her head and her eyes flashed slightly.

……

Meanwhile, on the top floor of the Barbeta, in a luxurious suite, like a walled glass window, Freya held her slender arm and looked in the direction of Pleasant Street, her eyes squeezed together slowly.

“I didn't expect that kid to go there directly...”

In Freya's "eyes," in the direction of Happy Street, the glow of the soul like the bright sun is flashing there, telling the god what the man who occupies all of his heart is doing.

“... the last time I was so close to Jianxi, this time I went straight to Happy Street. Why do you keep staring at other women but never at me? ”

The goddess in charge of beauty and love reveals a heartbreaking tone, a pitiful tone, enough to arouse the protective desire of any man.

But the face of the goddess was always filled with a beautiful, spiritually inverted smile, one hand held against the glass window, looking at the glorious place of the soul, the color of obsession gradually spreading.

Freya whispered like a whisper.

“But our game should also start, let me see your handsome side, my favorite man...”

……

“Boo-hoo! ”

In the heart of the bustling Pleasant Street, a heartbeating muffled sound again sounds beneath the night sky.

Under that muffled sound, it was not known how many whores flew backwards like shells, rolled on the ground, and finally stacked with a large group of whores, their heads twisted, completely immobile.

“Okay.” Noah sounded like a formula.

“Next. ”

The men and women around them looked at the pile of whores, at the ground center, which was torn like a spider web, and Noah, who had never moved from the beginning, all of them shrunk their necks.

“How many times is this? ”

“Twenty, right? ”

“More than that? I'm afraid there's only 30 of them. ”

“Unfortunately, he can't even survive a blow. ”

“An adventurer in the name of 'tyrant', it's violent enough...”

The crowd seemed to really think of the game as a festival, and they were all talking about it there.

Especially those men who fear nothing but chaos, have passed on what is happening here, and more and more people are gathering this way.

Over time, Pleasant Street has really become as lively as it is at festivals.

Just then, a man screamed.

“Look, the Ista family is here! ”