Late at night, the poet was checking the drawings of new weapons. A maid came into the room and brought the poet broth.

The poet had no habit of eating supper. He looked up at the maid and asked, "what\'s your name?"

The maid bowed her head and said, "my name is Luo Lian."

The poet nodded and said, "Luo Lian, a nice name. Why haven\'t you seen you before?"

"I just came to the stronghold today, Lord Silva..."

Before the maid finished speaking, the poet\'s wife bedona suddenly came in: "who asked you to come and what do you want to do?"

The maid was so frightened that she retreated. The poet explained for her, "I was hungry. I asked the kitchen to make a broth, and Silva sent her."

This explanation obviously can\'t satisfy bedona. Bedona knows that the poet doesn\'t have the habit of eating supper. What\'s more, they have their own house and their own cook. What a delicious broth. They have to bother the owner\'s house to make it for him and have to send it to him?

Looking at the girl\'s strange and pitiful appearance, bedona didn\'t want to embarrass her anymore. She pursed her lips, sat on the poet\'s leg and threw a Jiao: "how long will you stay here? People have been waiting for you!"

The poet touched bedona\'s face and said softly, "wait a little longer, there is still a little detail to deal with."

Bedona pestered for a while and found that the poet insisted on completing the drawing, so she had to give up.

She knows the poet\'s temperament. When he wants to do something, don\'t stop him easily. He won\'t worry on his face, but he will write his disgust in his heart.

It can be seen that the poet already hated her, and she left the room wisely.

But she saw that the maid refused to go, which made her even more angry.

"What are you waiting for?"

Before the maid spoke, the poet spoke to the maid first; "Go to the kitchen again and bring me some sausage. I want the sausage made by the cook."

Bedona went away angrily. She hated the maid. Although the poet might not have happened to her, even if it happened, it was not a big deal.

But she has been with the poet for two years, and now she doesn\'t even have a child. She is really worried. She knows the poet\'s position in the mountains, and she is worried about her position.

Halfway down the road, bedona suddenly stopped. The more she thought about the maid, the more she felt something wrong.

No, we can\'t help them. We have to let her go at once. If she doesn\'t go, she will whip her. She looks so hooked that her heart beats wildly.

Bedona was about to turn back when she saw the maid behind her.

"What do you want to do..." bedona was just about to shout, but her mouth was blocked by the maid\'s lips.

Bedona didn\'t have time to resist... She didn\'t want to resist.

Her hand was raised high because of fear, and slowly put down with each other\'s kiss.

At the end of the kiss, bedona\'s eyes drooped, her eyes rolled up, her knees bent slightly, and stood in place as hard as losing a bone.

"Beautiful lady, go back to your room and have a rest." the maid said a simple order.

Bedona nodded and shuffled back to her room.

No one would disturb her. The maid quietly returned to the poet\'s room. She had locked the prey.

But the room was empty and the poet didn\'t know where to go.

The maid\'s eyes turned and looked carefully at the wheelchair print on the floor.

There are many marks on the ground, and she doesn\'t know which one has just been left. This is the first time she has seen the poet, and she is not familiar with his temperament. She can\'t speculate what he will do when he goes out late at night, and she doesn\'t know how long he will walk.

The maid dared not take risks and wanted to leave, but she found many drawings on the table.

This is her purpose of approaching the poet. She wants to find out the terrain of Qixing mountain and the layout of each building and road, especially the layout of defense facilities.

In particular, the first drawing on the table shows the defense facilities at the head of the city. After only one look, the maid\'s sight can no longer leave. It\'s worth taking any risk for these things.

She has two choices. One is to steal these drawings directly, but doing so is tantamount to betting all the bets on these drawings. The poet will be the first to suspect her, order her arrest, and take strict precautions against everyone. Other Aphrodite believers who sneak into the seven star mountain will also lose the opportunity to explore the information.

For the maid, it may not be difficult to escape from the Seven Star Mountain, but it took a lot of trouble to get into the seven star mountain. In the end, she only got a few drawings. She always felt it was a little unworthy.

Remember the drawings? That\'s impossible. Aphrodite\'s believers don\'t have this function, but she has another way.

She took out a pearl from her skirt. When she was examined in the bath, udora was affected by her skills and relaxed her guard. She couldn\'t find the Pearl.

She took the Pearl and slowly rolled on the drawing. The Pearl was like a camera and recorded the contents of the drawing.

After recording a drawing, the maid looked left and right. Her intuition told her that the poet didn\'t come back so soon, so she picked up the next drawing

Before the poet comes back, it\'s best to record all the drawings, and then put them back as they are to ensure that he won\'t find them.

Even if I found it, it doesn\'t matter. I just accidentally messed up the drawings. I\'m just a maid. I can\'t understand anything. I sprinkle a Jiao, shed some tears and let him hit twice and kiss. What other fault is unforgivable. How can the believers of hehuaistos resist the temptation of Aphrodite?

The maid was very confident in herself. After the second drawing was recorded, she picked up the third drawing

The poet sat in a wheelchair, stopped on the hillside and silently watched the lights in his room.

Worm stood on the left side of the wheelchair: "it doesn\'t mean that he started from brittle rock mountain three days ago. How can he arrive today? Even if he travels day and night, it must be at least half a month."

Manda stood on the right side of the wheelchair: "I don\'t understand. Maybe this is Aphrodite\'s high-level skill. Maybe she can shuttle through the underworld."

The poet said, "don\'t you know if you catch her and torture her slowly?"

Manda looked at the poet: "don\'t you mind your drawings?"

The poet smiled and said, "those are graffiti. I admit that some inspiration is good, but if you build something according to that kind of drawing, it will cause disaster."

Manda nodded, "then do it."

Three days ago, after finding that the believers of Aphrodite had fled, Manda immediately issued an order to the seven star mountain to strictly inspect every foreign believer.

Cheerdan can reproduce the appearance of the believer and follow Manda through the underworld to intercept the carriage.

Two days ago, they stopped the carriage of the believer, but did not find the believer. The coachman remembered that she got on the carriage, did not know why he allowed her to get on the carriage, and did not know when she got off the carriage.

Surprised, Manda hurried back to the Seven Star Mountain and ordered to close the city gate and no one was allowed to enter.

However, cheerdan made a detailed analysis. The area of seven star mountain is too large, so it is impossible to be absolutely closed. At least we must ensure the entry and exit of the patrol team and the transportation of all kinds of materials. The Aphrodite believer can sneak in by all means, and almost no one can resist her charm.

The method of closing the city gate is not desirable, but Manda found one thing in other pictures reproduced by cheerdan.

The wizards were perfunctory in the inspection of the believers of the God of beauty, and the soldiers were perfunctory in the inspection. Even chuyt was perfunctory, but cheerdan himself was very serious. Unfortunately, the sixth order believer escaped cheerdan and was responsible for checking her.

Manda believes that cheerdan is immune to the charm of beauty. He seems to have seen similar records somewhere.

As long as it is written, it can\'t escape worm\'s memory. Manda told worm about it. Worm immediately remembered an ancient book. There was a passage praising Aphrodite, one of which said: "all gods can\'t resist Aphrodite\'s temptation, except Athena, Demeter (Kitchen God) and Artemis (hunting goddess)."

Manda had a bold guess that the believers of the three gods could resist the temptation of Aphrodite.

Based on this bold speculation, Manda made a bold plan. The Rose Angel verlock is a believer of the hunting goddess. First, let him invite the believers of Aphrodite in.

Silva, the housekeeper, is a believer of the kitchen god. Let him settle down the believers of Aphrodite.

Manda thought she would appear in ten days, but unexpectedly, she appeared on the third day.

She came to the Seven Star Mountain as an ordinary person and named herself Luo Lian. As for the man who claimed to be his husband, after torture, he was just a second-order believer conquered by the art of enchantment.

It\'s not easy to catch a sixth order believer, and Manda wants to know her intention. Next, it depends on the target she chooses.

She chose a poet, which was a little troublesome. The believers of Hephaestus could not resist her temptation, but they could keep a moderate soberness in the temptation, because their God was green, so they could feel the pain.

Facts proved that Manda\'s speculation was right. Verlock recognized the Aphrodite believer at a glance, and Silva also saw her identity. They were not tempted and successfully completed the task.

The poet controlled himself, successfully led her to the hook, and then it should kill her.

The other party is a sixth order believer. I\'m afraid traps alone are not enough, and Manda alone is not enough.

The poet is not good at fighting. Silva and verlock are too low to fight with the sixth order believers. Manda needs a helper.

There is also a person who can resist temptation, because he is not an ordinary person, he is an insect.

When everything was ready, the poet sighed, "pity my wife. She will be frightened. I have to make good compensation to her."

Manda said with a smile, "buy her a good jewelry and I\'ll pay for it."

The poet clapped his hands twice and quietly watched the changes in his room.

In the room, the maid was excitedly recording the sixth drawing.

Suddenly, Aphrodite\'s voice came to my ears: "get out of here!"

Before the maid could react, the floor under her feet suddenly collapsed and the whole person fell into the pool under the floor.

No, it doesn\'t taste right. It\'s not a pool, it\'s an oil pool!

The maid exclaimed, and saw the candlestick on the table fall down and fall into the oil pool.