Winter Executor, starting with a system of wronged individuals.

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All of the above is Miss Linglan's imagination. Obviously, she thinks that Su Ming has gone mad because he didn't see the white silk.

But it seems that Miss Lily of the Valley is the one who's going crazy.

Su Ming won't go completely insane because he doesn't have white stockings, but Miss Linglan will go completely insane because Su Ming will be filled with deep self-blame for not being able to see white stockings.

In summary, this is a manifestation of the hidden CPU.

How could anyone not go crazy after spending so much time with Su Ming? Even the dignified seventh executive puppet has been led astray, not to mention Columbia, who has started wearing white stockings.

This shows just how influential Su Ming was; wherever he went, white silk stockings bloomed wildly.

That's the charm of white stockings. How bad can someone who likes white stockings really be?

Su Ming and Ling Lan left the hotel together, their eyes sparkling, ready to catch the first pair of white stockings they encountered.

Lily really didn't believe it; could Teyvat possibly have such outrageous credentials?

Are you sure that if I tell anyone, they'll think I'm a pervert and throw me in the dungeon?

It's terrifying how severe Su Mingge's hysteria with Bai Si is; Bai Si has actually turned a perfectly healthy person into such a delusional state.

Cherish life, stay away from gray hair, and start by becoming a hermit.

Linglan secretly made up her mind that she must find a way to help Su Ming change this unhealthy habit. First, she would start by changing the color. She decided that she would start wearing black stockings from tonight!

We need to let Su Mingge experience the beauty of other colored stockings. It's not just white stockings that are worth loving; black stockings are just as good. And it's not impossible to gradually develop his preference for bare legs.

If this treatment continues, Su Ming will definitely recover and become a normal person!

Linglan slightly raised her little fist to encourage herself. Now, only she, as the attendant, could save the hermit!

She felt it was her duty to fulfill!

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"Oz, what do you think of today's stockings? Can you feel the power of judgment flowing through them?"

Fischl covered her left eye with one hand, making her signature cool gesture, showing off her newly changed white tank top stockings.

She usually wears black stockings, but recently she suddenly had the idea to change to a different color.

In Fischl's words, she sensed the call of judgment and was required to wear white silk to receive the magic today.

In plain terms, I'm tired of wearing black stockings and want to try something different.

"Miss, you're right."

Oz spoke calmly, after all, his young lady often did amazing things, so he was used to it.

Changing the color of stockings is a very normal thing, and there shouldn't be any unexpected problems.

"I hear the whisper of fate, someone is calling my name in a low voice!"

Fischl turned around abruptly and pointed forward, only to spot two furtive-looking men.

The petite girl standing in front seemed a little embarrassed. After a few seconds of internal struggle, she took a deep breath, strode up to Fischl, and held up the certificate in her hand.

"Hello, we are from the Winter White Silk Association. Please cooperate with us and show us your white silk stockings!"

Lily of the Valley's pretty face flushed slightly, and she felt utterly mortified.

Fischl blinked, wondering if she had misheard, and said in a daze:

"what?"

Chapter 069: The mission hasn't even started and I'm already going to be in the dungeon!

Fischl, who prides herself on being the Princess of Judgment and has seen many strange things, has never before encountered a pretty and cute girl who asks for her stockings.

At first glance, this seems a bit perverted.

Listening closely, this is truly perverted!

How could such a perverse request come from the mouth of such a beautiful young girl? She should be the one to punish sins, but now she is tainted by darkness.

It's dirty, we can't accept it.

A hint of coldness gradually crept into Fischl's eyes. Although the princess was usually very easygoing, as the noble Princess of Teyvatne, she naturally had to show some understanding to these mortals. However, in the face of such an invasion, there was no need to continue to show mercy.

"Ahem, listen up, all of you."

Fischl covered his left eye with one hand, revealing a cold expression, as if lightning flashed behind him.

Oz blinked his bird-like eyes, remained silent for a moment, and probably guessed what Fischl was going to do, so he didn't say anything more.

Ultimately, asking for stockings is a bit outrageous; such a request is truly outrageous.

"Knights!"

"Hurry and protect this princess! A silk stocking demon has appeared in Mondstadt, and in time it will devour the daily life of the entire city!"

Fischl called out to the Knights, and soon three knights came running, weapons in hand, looking seriously at the two strange-looking men.

The two appeared to be having an encrypted call; the silver-gray-haired girl looked excited, while the masked man remained calm.

The following is an encrypted call:

"What are you doing! You idiot! Why did I ever believe you?!"

"This is all ruined! Not only did I not get the white stockings, but I'm also going to be considered a female pervert! The mission hasn't even started and I'm already going to be in the dungeon!"

Linglan's little face was full of grievances. She must have been out of her mind to seriously consider the possibility of such a so-called white silk collection certificate.

Of course, there won't be anything that absurd!

"You idiot, Su Ming-ge!"

Although Suzuran's mind was in chaos, she still knew that she should run away now. After all, Su Ming was an executive officer, and no matter how abnormal he was, he was definitely not a problem in terms of combat power.

There are many mentally ill people among the executives, but their combat power is among the best. It can be understood that the more abnormal they are, the stronger they are.

Suzuran always believed that Su Ming was one of the most abnormal among all the Executors, so his strength must be very strong. He could easily defeat ordinary knights!

That's the decision. We'll use Su Ming as a shield to break through. The title of "stocking pervert" can't be washed away for now, so we'll have to leave Mondstadt under an assumed name.

Once she left Mondstadt, no one would ever know that Antalina had once been a white-stockinged pervert here. That was the happy decision.

Linglan acted immediately, grabbing Su Ming's arm and preparing to run away, but after tugging, she realized a serious problem.

That is, she simply couldn't move Su Ming.

Very well, the first step of the plan ended in failure, highlighting its idealism.

Su Ming patted Linglan's head and said with a smile, "I've told you before, don't be so impatient."

Linglan squinted and muttered, "We're going to the dungeon to study soon. If you dawdle any longer, you'll never see Bai Si again."

"That's a bad word."

Su Ming took the White Silk Collection Certificate from Linglan's hand, swaggered up to the three knights, and calmly held up the certificate.

"By the grace of Heaven, this is a product personally produced by the Knights. Gentlemen, please take a close look at the Grand Master's stamp. This cannot be faked."

What Su Ming said was indeed true. As the acting Grand Master of the Knights of Favonius, Jean's seal was extremely special, containing a unique wind element mark that left almost no room for forgery.

Unless it was the Wind God himself who forged it, there is absolutely no possibility of it being forged.

As a member of the Knights, he was naturally very familiar with this elemental power. Although it was hard to believe, it was clearly a certificate personally approved by Qin Tuanzi.

A recognized...white stockings collection certificate?

The knights looked at each other, all seeing the astonishment in each other's eyes. But as members of the knight order, they naturally respected their leader's stamp, so the three of them stepped back in unison.

"Please, Mr. Sandogne."

The leader even made a gesture that said, "Please do as you please, we'll continue our patrol."

Fischl blinked in bewilderment. The knight who had just been standing in front of her, giving her a great sense of security, was gone just like that.

gone?

This thing is so outrageous, it's actually real?

Is there really a certificate for collecting white stockings?

Fischl's brain went into a CPU freeze, unable to understand why this absurd situation had occurred. It must be because he woke up too fast this morning, and this must still be a dream.

Yes, it must be a dream!

Fischl realized what was going on and immediately took off her white stockings, almost pulling off her panties as well. Since it was all a dream anyway, it didn't matter if she took off a little more.

Fortunately, Oz remained sober and stopped his mistress from doing something even more outrageous, preventing her from actually taking off her panties.

"Here you go. Remember to admire my white silk. The power of judgment contained within it is enough for you mortals to study for a lifetime."

Fischl's face clearly showed her gratitude for the princess's favor, then she laughed a few times and strode away.

All that remained was Linglan, standing there in a daze, and a pair of still-warm white silk stockings in her hands.

Really...?

Linglan sighed inexplicably, her gaze towards Su Ming growing even more admiring. As expected of Brother Su Ming, he was able to rationalize such an absurd certificate.

Is this the true strength of the 12th Executive Seat of the Fools?

"I told you long ago, don't rush things, stay calm," Su Ming said with a smile as he picked up the still warm white silk from Linglan's hand. As expected of the princess's white silk, it was truly extraordinary.

It wasn't that it possessed the magic to punish sins, but rather that the patterns and textures on the white silk were luxurious, clearly indicating its high value.

This one white silk stocking can feed the abacus for at least half a month. It's a huge profit, a real win-win situation.

It satisfies the desire for pleasure in white silk and also helps to offset the black hole in the abacus. How wonderful!

Su Ming patted Linglan on the shoulder, "Let's go, it's time to continue the search for the white silk."

"Um... Su Ming, do you still have masks?"

Linglan was a little embarrassed; doing something like this was really too shameful. "Only Brother Suming can wear a mask; he's too cunning!"

She didn't want to be seen as a notorious white-stockinged pervert in Mondstadt. If Her Majesty the Queen found out about that, she would never be able to remain a nun in the Winter's Cathedral again.

"really..."