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Rosalind was furious when she realized what had happened.
She wanted to cripple this man who dared to offend her, then torture him with all sorts of cruel punishments, and finally tear him to pieces to vent her hatred!
But the next moment, feeling the wind element gathering in the hand around her neck, Rosalyn calmed down again.
Her opponent was probably not as strong as her, but still very powerful, especially now that they had grasped her vital point. If she dared to make any rash moves, they could kill her with just a slight exertion of force.
"Good, you're fine."
Rosalind looked at him with a gaze as cold as if she were looking at a corpse.
The next moment, something unexpected happened to Rosalyn: Lin Jiu'an actually threw her out.
'Bang!'
My back slammed into the wall.
Using the two mountain peaks as a cushion, Rosalyn, lying on the ground, felt an unprecedented anger and humiliation. The fire in her heart could no longer be suppressed and almost broke through the ice.
Lin Jiu'an walked up to her, squatted down, and grabbed her hair.
Looking at Rosalyn's beautiful eyes, which were filled with almost manic rage, Lin Jiu'an laughed.
"Want to kill me?"
"Sure, but you'll probably never get Wendy's Heart of God after that."
"Not only that, after you kill me, Mondstadt, Liyue, and other countries will have a legitimate reason to expel you Fatui. All the games you have painstakingly played for so many years will have to be overturned and started all over again."
"I'm not afraid of death, but do you dare to kill me?"
Rosalyn stared intently at him, her eyes filled with a deep-seated rage that seemed to devour him.
But after staring for a while, the anger in Rosalyn's eyes gradually subsided, and her clenched fists loosened.
she knows.
She will have to pay the price for her initial contempt.
What the other person said was true; he was indeed not afraid of death. A person who is afraid of death would not do such a crazy thing.
Even considering the level of wind element he had just displayed, and the understanding he had shown her, Rosalyn didn't know if she could catch him if he tried to run away.
"Let me go," Rosalyn said in a hoarse voice.
Lin Jiu'an released his grip on Rosalin's hair and stood up.
Rosalyn braced herself against the ground, took a few breaths, and was about to stand up when suddenly the sound of a cork being popped rang out above.
Rosalyn had just raised her head.
A stream of purplish-red water fell from the sky.
Lin Jiu'an tilted the bottle of wine at a 120-degree angle and poured it over her head.
Feeling the dampness on her head and smelling the aroma of wine so close to her, Rosalyn gripped the carpet tightly, her shoulders trembling slightly.
After pouring out a bottle of wine, Lin Jiu'an casually tossed the bottle aside.
"You seem a bit feverish, let me cool you down."
As he spoke, Lin Jiu'an walked back to his seat, sat down, crossed his legs, and clasped his hands together.
"Now we can talk."
Chapter Thirty-Seven Rosalind and Rosalia
Rosalyn bit her lip, and finally stood up.
The hair is messy.
A few strands clung to her delicate face.
The purplish-red wine stains made her skin appear even whiter under the dim light.
The damp white clothes were somewhat transparent, clinging to her body and outlining her alluring curves.
Rosalind gave him a cold look, then sat down at the table, still with that condescending attitude, as if she hadn't been affected by what had just happened at all.
"As long as you give me the heart of God."
"I can report your achievements to the Queen. With the Queen's and my protection, 'The Doctor' will no longer have designs on you."
The moment "Doctor" was about to arrive in Mondstadt, Lin Jiu'an provoked her, his purpose was obvious.
"I thought you hated me."
Rosalyn sneered, crossing her arms over her chest, making her already enormous breasts appear even larger.
"Although I find you very annoying, I have to admit that you do have some abilities."
“If it weren’t for your weakness, I might even consider inviting you to join the Fatui and become the twelfth executive officer, based on your merit of offering the Heart of the Wind God.”
"no need."
Rosalyn was taken aback, not immediately knowing what he meant by "not needing it anymore".
"What period of the slides did the 'Doctor' bring this time?"
Rosalind looked at him with a strange gaze.
He said with a hint of sarcasm, "Being unafraid of death and courting death are two different things. It seems I need to adjust my evaluation of you."
"What you think of me is none of my business."
Lin Jiu'an said calmly, "If you're not blind, I think we should keep our conversation simple and get straight to the point, instead of wasting time on this useless nonsense."
“Yeah, only a blind person would be attracted to a pervert like you,” Rosalyn retorted.
"I don't deny that."
As Lin Jiu'an spoke, he helped himself up from the chair.
Rosalyn's hand lowered slightly, her body tense, but she wasn't about to let it go and was about to say, "What, are you angry? Are you going to hit a woman?"
Then she saw Lin Jiu'an not even glance at her, walk to the freezer, take out a bottle of wine, turn around and look at her, and hold up the wine bottle.
"Want a drink? Diona's signature cocktail from 'Cat's Tail Tavern'."
"No!"
Rosalyn was somewhat annoyed.
He was actually startled by the way someone weaker than him got up.
Lin Jiu'an didn't pay any attention and added ice cubes and poured a glass of wine. Before he could put down the bottle, a hand reached out and snatched his glass away. Following the hand, he saw Rosalin angrily drink the glass of wine in one gulp.
"Why are you acting like a child?"
"I can do whatever I want," Rosalyn sneered. "Do you have a problem with that?"
Lin Jiu'an thought for a moment and decided not to say something meaningless like, "That cup is the one I usually use," to annoy her.
Only a middle school student would care about indirect kissing; saying such things would make him seem like a virgin.
"Still drinking?"
Rosalyn was taken aback. Although Lin Jiu'an's tone remained calm and emotionless, she had a nagging feeling that he was indulging her.
This annoyed her, and she was also somewhat puzzled.
For five hundred years, no one has ever dared to speak to me like that.
"drink!"
But the wine was indeed delicious.
Is it Diona's special blend from "Cat's Tail Tavern"?
"Getting back to the point, you should answer my question now."
"I don't have any spare rooms for you to stay overnight."
Rosalyn sneered and said, "This time it's a slice of me when I was young, and my strength is probably about the same as mine."
Rosalind wanted to see disappointment and panic in his eyes so she could give him a good taunt.
But she was disappointed; the other person remained as indifferent as if nothing could affect them.
Does he really have a way to kill "The Doctor"?
Rosalyn found it utterly absurd, but if the other person wasn't trying to commit suicide, then that was the only possibility.
"I need you to find me an evil eye, and..."
"As payment, after I kill the 'Doctor's' slice, I will give you the Heart of the Wind God."
Rosalind really wanted to give him a good slap on the wrist for his overestimation of his abilities.
'You think you can kill "The Doctor"?'
Although this was very unlike her usual style, she was furious with this guy who had made her lose face and knew her inside and out. She hated him even more than she hated that annoying and disgusting idiot, the soldier.
But for some inexplicable reason, Rosalyn said, "It's a deal."
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Rosalyn is gone.
As Rosalyn's footsteps faded into the corridor, Lin Jiu'an said calmly, "Come in."
With a creak, the door opened.
A pair of long, beautiful legs, shrouded in purple allure, stepped in.
"Both she and I have already found out about you."
"Although your stealth ability is good, your strength is too weak. In the future, don't eavesdrop on conversations between people who are stronger than you."
Lin Jiu'an, without looking up from the document in front of him, put down his pen after reviewing it for a while, looked up at her, and asked, "So, what brings you here?"
"There are some things I don't understand about your proposal."
Looking at Lin Jiu'an's expressionless face, Rosalia felt her vision blurring.
Although she was technically his enemy in her past life, often receiving missions from the church and knights to oppose or even kill him, she actually considered them to be half friends.
We occasionally drink together.
Her impression of the other person in her past life was that he 'liked to laugh'.
He laughs when he's happy, he laughs when he's unhappy, he laughs when he comforts others, and he even laughs when he's sad or in so much pain that he wants to cry. He's a boy with rich emotions and expressive features.
But now...
Rosalia carefully recalled the several times she had spied on him during this period, but could only think that when he laughed, it usually meant that someone was going to be unlucky.
Rosalia added, "There are also some personal questions I'd like to ask you."
"Someone like you has personal problems?"
Lin Jiu'an lowered his head, picked up his pen again, and said, "Go ahead, talk about personal matters first. I'll listen to your questions and then consider whether to answer you or not."
"What exactly do you want to do?"
"Or rather, what is your ultimate goal?"
Lin Jiu'an laughed, a laugh that made Rosalia feel uneasy, as if he was about to attack her at any moment.
"Am I scary when I smile?"
Rosalia pursed her lips but did not answer.
"Never mind, it's not a big problem. If it can help you get back to work, I'm happy to answer you."
"My idea is very simple."
“Before, I thought I would honestly make some money by working and doing business, and live a peaceful life with my wife and children. But that incident made me realize that I shouldn’t be so honest. Since God has given me a chance, I shouldn’t suppress my desires.”
“I wanted to kill someone, so I killed him.”
"And my thoughts are still very simple now."
"First, kill everyone who offends me or whom I don't like."
"Second, make money, build a large estate, fill it with beauties from the seven countries with different styles, and live a decadent and dissolute life as a nobleman who holds silver parties every day."
As for why I'm here now?