The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

Although an extraordinary out-of-control incident occurred in the Civic Center. But for the entire Liam City, this little bit of turbulence will not have any impact on the entire city.

At the same time, on Elm Street, a carriage pulled up slowly by the side of the road.

Rebecca walked briskly into the apartment.

She is in a great mood, because just at noon today, through Mrs. Gallard's relationship, she officially registered and established her own law firm.

In Liam City, this is the first law firm independently established by a woman. Although she was the only employee in the entire firm at this time, Rebecca couldn't help but think of a bright future.

It was still early for dinner, and when Rebecca went upstairs, she didn't see Sigmund, but only saw Ashley sitting by the window.

She couldn't contain the joy in her heart, but she didn't know how to speak, so she couldn't help walking into the room and turning around beside Ashley.

Repeating this, it was not until a long time later that Ashley looked back, looked at the lawyer and had to ask.

"What's the matter, you seem very happy?"

"Is there? How did you see it?"

Rebecca pretended to be discovered by chance, and there was a hint of surprise on her face.

If I didn't ask again, you would probably wander in front of me until it was dark. Ashley smiled, not disclosing Rebecca's little thought.

"Tell you good news, my law firm has been established!"

"I will be able to receive cases independently from tomorrow, and then we may have the opportunity to work together." The lawyer looked at Ashley expectantly.

"Yes." The female assassin nodded, while Rebecca, who was standing opposite her, completely opened up the topic, pulled over a chair and sat opposite Ashley to talk about her plans and imagination.

"Let's celebrate, shall we?"

Speaking of excitement, Rebecca couldn't help but clapped her hands and suggested.

"how to celebrate?"

Rebecca is the kind of character that is hard to be hated. Ashley didn't refuse, she smiled and nodded.

"Let's have a drink!"

"have a drink?"

"Do you have the habit of drinking?" In normal social situations, ladies would also drink some sweet wine, but Ashley remembered that Rebecca had no habit of drinking alone, and naturally there was no storage in the apartment.

"That's not true, but remember that Sigmund once secretly hid a bottle of wine. You may not know him, what a stingy fellow!"

Rebecca wrinkled her nose, "I saw him carrying something upstairs the other day, and there was a bottle of wine in it. I looked at it and couldn't identify it."

The evaluation of drinks in social situations is a basic ability.

"I just picked it up and looked at it, but the guy stingy and quickly took it from me. Hmph, wouldn't I give him money after drinking his wine?"

The more she talked, the more angry she became, and Rebecca couldn't help thinking of the experience of being dominated by Sigmund all morning.

"Wait for a while, I'll go and steal his wine!"

After speaking, Ashley ran out without waiting for a reaction. A brown glass bottle was brought in after a while.

"This is it!"

Put the two empty glasses on the table, and pushed the wine bottle to the middle, "What, there isn't even a decent label."

Rebecca opened the cork as she spoke, and the glass bottle poured amber liquid into the transparent glass.

"Well, it doesn't look good, but it smells pretty good."

Turning the glass, Rebecca looked at Ashley.

The Assassin needed to stay calm, but Ashley didn't mind having a few drinks every now and then.

"To the future!"

"For our future cooperation!" Rebecca did not forget the analytical ability of the female assassin, always thinking about prying Sigmon's corner.

After the crisp collision, the two raised their heads and drank the liquid in the cup.

"What a special taste, what is this brewed?" While talking, Rebecca poured wine into the glass.

After drinking the first sip, the rest is easy.

The two talked and drank a few cups in succession. Rebecca felt hot all over and her cheeks were slightly red.

"Huh... It's not even May yet, how come the weather is so hot this year?" She tugged at the collar, reached out and fanned her neck.

Ashley didn't think there was anything unusual, but when she saw Rebecca's reaction, her face changed slightly.

This wine…

She picked up the wine bottle and looked at it carefully, and even sniffed it hard.

No drugs, no hallucinogenic ingredients.

When Ashley put down the wine bottle in doubt, she realized that Rebecca, who was sitting opposite, had blushing cheeks, and her blurred eyes were filled with water waves.

"Ashley...I have something to tell you."

"Huh... It's so hot, strange, why is it so hot in the house today?"

"Well... I think you are very special. You are different from many women I know. You are confident and independent. I see many advantages in you..."

"Sigmon!"

At this moment, Ashley suddenly interrupted Rebecca.

Hear the name. Rebecca's face changed slightly, the heat all over her body was relieved, and she looked back subconsciously.

"you're drunk."

A voice came from her ear, and the next second, Rebecca completely lost consciousness.

"Damn it! What did Sigmund put in the wine?"

With her hands on the table, Ashley stood up staggeringly. She didn't let Rebecca finish her sentence. The drink amplified some of Rebecca's emotions.

If Rebecca was really allowed to finish her sentence, then the embarrassment when the two met the next day could be imagined.

In this oppressive era, Rebecca has awakened the consciousness of some independent women, but her personal will is too fragile compared to the whole environment.

And Ashley came from London at the end of the nineteenth century, and naturally had a similar experience to Rebecca. UU reading www.uukanshu.com was just a member of the Assassin organization.

Ashley is more independent and freer.

The fact that both parties are women will naturally attract the imprisoned Rebecca. In fact, Ashley noticed it when the two first met.

Looking at Rebecca slumped on the chair, the female assassin barely maintained her balance and stepped forward to help Rebecca up.

"Damn it!" She couldn't help but curse again.

Breathing heavier and heavier, the girl's weight was on her body, Ashley shook her head, and staggered to the bedroom not far away.

Passing through the lounge area in the atrium, just as she was about to walk through the gap in the sofa, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps behind her.

"Ashley!"

"Don't come in!" The female assassin's voice was trembling, her current state was very wrong, and she didn't want to be seen by Sigmon.

But because of her anxiety in her heart, her movements were unbalanced, and Rebecca's weight was all put on. In the confusion, Ashley's body softened, and she stumbled and fell down with Rebecca in her arms.

"Bang!"

The moment the sound sounded, a figure broke into the door, and it was Sigmon who heard the abnormal noise from outside the door.

"what happened?"

As soon as he entered the door, Sigmund saw two figures rolled into a ball on the sofa.

Rebecca's clothes were messy, her eyes were closed, her brows were wrinkled together, and the collar of her neck was ripped apart.

And Ashley's cheeks were slightly red, and she lay straight on Rebecca's chest.

Uh.

Sigmund opened his mouth.

Good guy, Gildo's speed is too fast, if I come back a little later.

Hmm...it should be just right.

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