Frilian: Starting with Wind Spirit and Moon Shadow, Playing Through the Heavens

Feeling a little embarrassed, her cheeks flushed, and she lowered her head slightly.

"Well, theoretically we can start today, but you all have to come with me to see the boss first."

Wiz took a deep breath, quietly calming his racing heart.

She glanced at the moonlit night outside the window, pondered for a moment, and then set a rough time:

"Tomorrow."

"If the boss agrees, you can get the money tomorrow. Remember to make sure Xiaomi eats something good; I remember she's still growing."

"Yes, we will remember." Upon hearing the word "tomorrow," both of them were momentarily overwhelmed with excitement.

I love employers who are decisive and efficient. Just thinking about all the delicious food I might eat tomorrow makes my mouth water.

However, they also know that at present, it is only a possibility that they will be hired, and everything depends on the boss's decision.

Weiwei quickly stood up and hurriedly expressed her gratitude:

"Thank you for your care, Miss Wiz, and thank you for that person's generous help."

"We will definitely cherish this opportunity."

"Honey, you have to keep going! Our family's future, whether we can eat rice every day, depends entirely on you."

"Yes, wife, I will..." Piao Sanlang's voice choked with emotion as he nodded forcefully.

Just as the two were getting excited and encouraging each other, Wiz quietly took his leave.

Before leaving, she wrote down the location of the job interview on a piece of paper.

Piao Sanlang snapped out of his daze, and upon seeing the contents of the paper, he was slightly taken aback.

Hot spring city?

Isn't that where Huihui went?

and so……

……

Unfortunately, Huihui left Alcanretia this morning.

Even if Piao Sanlang went there, he wouldn't be able to find his daughter.

However, since Alcanreti is very close to Axel, it is only a day and a half away.

The father and daughter will eventually meet again.

At this point, after leaving Piaosaburo's house, Wiz returned to the hot spring city via long-distance teleportation.

As soon as I got back, I went straight to the hotel.

She thought that Chris would have left long ago after so much time had passed, but to her surprise, when she opened the door, she saw Chris sitting on the edge of the bed waiting for a long time.

He was staring at me with a half-smile.

"Uh...sorry, wrong way."

boom.

Wiz was startled and quickly closed the door, his heart pounding.

"Steal!"

With a chant and a flash of white light, before Wiz could even leave, his shirt had vanished.

Even though there was no one around, she was immediately stunned, then let out an "Ah!", clutched her chest, and squeezed her thighs together, wondering if this was how thieving skills were used.

That's just too vulgar.

"Clap."

The door opened, and Chris came out carrying a believer's coat.

She deliberately waved the clothes in her hand, teasingly saying:

"We meet again, Lich. I told you, this time I will not let you escape again."

"At noon, you ripped my clothes off. Are you going to rip them off again this time?"

Eris's personality can sometimes be cunning, which is especially evident in her alter ego.

After all, only those who are shrewd enough can succeed as thieves.

Wiz's cheeks were flushed. At noon, she was only wearing a bath towel. Although she had borrowed a few clothes from Rosalie, she only had a vest.

After all, it was too big; there wasn't a suitable one in the entire church.

Now Chris has taken off her coat; if he takes it off any more, she'll be naked.

Chris knew this too, which is why she was so confident that Wiz would not run away.

"What... what do you want? Let me tell you, I have someone backing me up."

Wiz's voice was so soft it was almost inaudible, and he unconsciously shrank back, afraid of attracting the attention of others.

Chris sneered, "Someone's here? Then call him out, I'll take care of him too. Is it that devil?"

"Don't worry, he's currently being hunted down by the Axis Cult and doesn't have time to concern himself with your affairs."

Although it was unknown how Wiz managed to evade the searches by the two churches in the evening, none of that mattered to Chris.

Now that they're in her hands, they have absolutely no chance of escaping.

Wiz was taken aback; she had never heard of such a request before, so she tentatively asked:

"Are you sure you want me to call that man out? Let me warn you, he's very strong."

Mr. Barnier said he killed the Demon King, and didn't even spare Mr. Barnier's true form hiding in Hell.

This alone demonstrates his overwhelming strength.

This girl is way too confident.

Chris looked impatient.

She stuffed the believer's coat into her pocket, and with one hand, she made a grasping motion towards Witz:

"Of course, whether you yell or not, if you don't yell I'll strip you naked and throw you out."

She also wanted to get revenge for being tricked at noon.

"Eek!" The threat of being stripped naked startled Wiz, and she couldn't help but tremble.

Although she is now a lich, she believes she also has human rights.

But the gods don't care about these things.

Immediately,

"Steal!"

Another flash of white light appeared.

"Wait, wait, wait! I'll call!" Wiz clutched his chest and immediately shouted, looking extremely aggrieved.

She was about to take out the magical artifacts she carried with her from her pocket when she realized that her coat had been taken away.

For a moment, her expression froze, her lips trembled slightly, and her gaze hardened as she looked at Chris:

"Uh...that..."

Are you kidding me?

"Steal!"

"Steal!"

"Ah! No, no, my clothes!"

Wiz's screams echoed on the second floor of the hotel. She tried to cover her body with her hands, but it was all in vain.

So, some time later, when Ronan arrived, he saw Wiz huddled in a corner, whimpering.

Her entire body was... smooth and supple, in short, it looked like she had been robbed, with only her skin visible.

"It's you!"

Not far away, Chris, who had just finished bullying the lich and was in a good mood, saw Ronan appear and his expression immediately changed.

Why him? Shouldn't it be one of those undead creatures? How could it be...?

It's over.

She hurriedly gathered up Wiz's clothes beside her and pretended to whistle nonchalantly, but it was too late.

Ronan turned his gaze to her, recalling the actions Frillie had taken under Chris's instigation, and couldn't help but chuckle.

It came to me without any effort at all.

Chapters 239 and 240: The Correct Use of Experience Potions - Nurturing Gods!

Three minutes later, Wiz, with his back to Ronan, put on his clothes one by one, his fingers trembling.

She simply didn't have the courage to turn around; her heart was filled with shame.

After all, the King of the Undead was defeated by a mere thieving skill.

Heaven knows how she felt right now; her face was flushed with embarrassment, as if it were about to bleed.

In stark contrast, Chris stood before Ronan, looking utterly dejected.

"Tell me, is it really that important to you to bring me and Frilian together?"

"why?"

Ronan tapped his fingers lightly on the table and asked the question that had been buried for a long time.

At the same time, he glanced at Wiz almost imperceptibly.

I never expected that Eris, a goddess, would have such a wicked sense of humor.

Stripping them naked is such a fun thing to do. If I had arrived a moment later, who knows how I would have been humiliated.

Chris lowered his head, looking somewhat troubled, and slowly said, "Why? It's all because of you."