"Actually, I'm glad there is a gym in the manor, where the equipment is very complete, but I've never seen you use those equipment." Laura Crawford shrugged. As an amateur gymnast who can participate in the Olympus Games, she not only has very strict training courses, but also has strict nutritional indicators. She has not seen these things in the manor. To be precise, she has not seen the indicators of ordinary people. However, the remote-motion supplements and various unknown herbal formulas for her have enhanced her physical fitness a lot.

This is a chat on the dining table. Apart from Athena with a cold face, there is no boundary to the topic. Of course, since the table is not all adult ladies, their topics do not go straight to the bottom or share their feelings last night. You should know that once the witch lets go, no matter how unlady the topic will roll out between their lips. Although there is no vulgar statement like shit, pee, fart, but such as ** stronger than Minotao, muscles tighter than hunting pythons, even if Salomon hears it, he will blush and escape.

On the surface, Athena couldn't return to New York overnight because it was too late. In fact, she just wanted to come to the manor but was embarrassed to speak directly. After a while, Laura Crawford gradually got used to this character who looked like a vicious stepmother in Disney animation after coming to the manor. The glory and shock at first meeting were used to and numb by her brain. Athena was quite tolerant of wise people. Before the arrival of others, she told Lara Crawford, who had finished her morning exercises, several stories from the Spartan War period. These stories were historical scraps that no scholar has paid attention to, but Laura Crawford was interested in such small stories, otherwise she wouldn't bring back so many small souvenirs every time she took a chance.

Before Laura Crawford mentioned this topic, Salomon, who came to the dining table, had already told a story of him winning a man's pants and a kiss from a so-called virgin in Las Vegas. Obviously, except for Wanda and Laura, no woman was interested in a bare-butt man in the casino, including Salomon who was walking through the hotel to avoid revenge and escaped from the pursuit of a large group of "Hell Angels" motorcycle parties. Everyone knew that as long as he wanted, he could burn the entire Las Vegas or "Hell Angels" motorcycle parties and would not leave any living. The so-called wonderful adventure was just that he was making fun of himself, or it was a pure fictional story. The witches didn't think he would allow anyone to cause trouble for him.

When Salomon talked about some "interesting" aspects, Beyonetta covered Milia's ears very naturally, and the Cheshire Cat followed suit, but when it was rubbing against Joan of Arc, the white-haired witch was not so enthusiastic. He claimed that he was only fifteen years old when this happened and had to do so in order to earn the money to buy diamonds. Later he found that it was more convenient to rob the diamond company's inventory directly. After all, the latter acquired a large number of rough diamonds from Africa in order to maintain the market price of diamonds, and he needed these uncarved carbon crystals to provide magic potions for the poor in Kathmandu.

Magic, Laura Crawford has always been interested in it.

"The most troublesome thing is not infectious diseases or diseases caused by poor sanitation conditions, but medical complexes from the World Health Organization and the International Vaccine Alliance. In the past, Kamataj has discovered that the uninvited civilians have voluntarily become human experimental tools for Indian generic drug factories. In order to treat the sequelae of those drugs, Kamataj had to use more powerful drugs. So I needed diamonds and several pistols. Pistols are easy to get, Nepal is not rich, but civilians have it.

It is not difficult to get a weapon." Salomon sincerely expressed his responsibility for the disappearance of the World Health Organization's medical assistance representative team that happened many years ago in Nepal and is well-known to the world, and is also an observer of a medical complex, but he would not regret it. At that time, he did not gain such a status in Kamataj. Due to the precepts, he could not use more cruel means, but using a pistol can do a lot of things. "In the slums of Kathmandu, anything will disappear quickly, including corpses."

He paused for a long time.

"Sorry, the topic is too far off. I shouldn't tell this story at breakfast. What do you want to ask, Laura?"

"I want to ask, how do you maintain your body shape while eating so much food? I don't think sword fighting training and shooting are of much use. Without a scientific training policy, it's easy to reduce physical fitness, which is fatal to any adventurer, especially you warriors. You often have to face some non-human monsters, don't you?"

She looked around curiously, then looked at Wanda Maximov who was eating, and confirmed her thoughts based on her figure. It has to be said that Wanda did not let herself and Pitro starve in childhood with her talent. Sometimes she only needed to say a word to get food, even if she didn't understand what was going on.

"Is this the effect of magic too? It includes this fairy-tale manor with winter roses? Can you give me some? I don't want to lose my energy next time I climb the rocks."

This is obviously a joke, Laura Crawford's climbing skills are quite good, and sometimes Salomon even suspects that her main purpose of carrying a mountaineering pick is to pry open the enemy's skull instead of climbing.

"First of all, that gym is for guests, and we have our own exercise venue. Secondly, although there is magic to maintain our figure or permanently change our appearance, we rarely use it, except turning people into frogs. Furthermore, we exercise a lot, like after morning and dinner." Beyonetta said, "You may have to see us again in an hour or two, Laura."

"Ahem. Three hours, or more."

"It's nine o'clock in the morning. Dear Joan of Arc, if you join, we'll come here to talk to the guests at lunch time, and maybe we can catch the afternoon tea." Bernita raised her eyebrows at Athena as provocatively. The outcome has been decided, and in her eyes, Athena was just unwilling to give up. The witch was as confident as a strong female leopard, and it was always the case, which made the relatively conservative Athena very dissatisfied. "Maybe you would like to let us appear again until dinner, Athena?"

She began to tell the feelings she would have experienced last night and immediately.

Salomon did not hesitate to stuff the food into his mouth and grabbed Milia and rushed out.

"Look, it's that simple to drive away a man who doesn't understand the heart of a woman." Berenita leaned against the back of a chair. "Now we can have a good talk, Athena, there's nothing you want here, I can make this decision."
Chapter completed!