I Like This Dream!

"What are you talking about?" Rebecca asked innocently.

Her eyes turned to the bulge in Miss Sullivan's robe, and she felt a little calmer. Rebecca did use the glands of some alien beasts. This is the secret medicine of the Nightingale's Throat, which can give omegas an almost fever-like attraction. In such an environment, the vast majority of alphas who come with lust are not aware of what is arousing them, they only feel that the desire comes from the heart.

"What do you think I'm saying?" came a voice from above.

That doesn't sound like a bluff, and the other person has no reason to bluff. Rebecca raised her head at the cold voice and met a pair of ruthless golden eyes.

Anna Sullivan's body was indeed aroused, but her eyes were not touched at all. She even looked disgusted with being fooled by childish tricks, as if she was looking at a clown. Rebecca immediately knew that she should not hide it any longer.

"Ms. Anna," she knelt down and performed the standard courtesy of a retainer, "Rebecca Sullivan is at your service."

Silence fell in the room, and Sullivan's successor made no reply, showing neither surprise at the news nor joy at having succeeded in forcing Nightingale's truth. The bustling city that never sleeps was isolated, and an uncomfortable silence lingered in the room. Candle tears slowly flowed down the candle, like sweat from Rebecca's forehead.

"Why didn't I know there was someone else in Sullivan's family?" After a long time, the girl's voice sounded in the room.

There was a lack of interest in this flat voice, as if he had lost interest in Rebecca's cleverness. Rebecca lowered her body more humbly and said, "No, I'm just Sullivan's servant."

The Nightingale's Throat is one of the most famous sensual fields in Armenan, but few people know that in addition to satisfying people's desires, it has other abilities.

After the best of humanity finally stopped struggling for survival, places of enjoyment emerged. Song of the Nightingale is one of the first sensual scenes, but it is far from the best. It struggled to survive between the big shots it served and its competing peers, and then one day, a wise man at the helm realized that the Nightingale's Song could be used in exchange for more than just money.

People love the charming omegas here, but on the other hand, they despise them. Some private information just flows out of their mouths while the wine is hot, and is used as conversation material to show off to these "gentle and brainless" beauties. One person can cut off the beginning and end, blurring out key information, but what if two, three... countless people reveal secrets like this? The Nightingale's Throat recycles the scraps everyone discarded and reassembles the pieces of the puzzle into a complete picture.

Then, that smart man, together with this spy agency cloaked in sensuality, defected to Sullivan, who was powerful enough at the time and needed ears.

Every boss of Nightingale Song has a master-servant contract with the Sullivan family. The contractor on Sullivan's side is the head of the family. When the head of the family dies suddenly, the contract will be temporarily transferred to the elders. Anna's reckless thunder and lightning many years ago caused many of the Sullivans' deeds (and locations of hidden treasures, etc.) to disappear into thin air, and Rebecca was set free.

Yes, Rebecca is not a top player. To be exact, not the top one now. She took over the Nightingale's Throat ten years ago and is the well-deserved leader here. You can also call her Madam.

...What are they unfolding?

Rebecca lowered her head respectfully and never glanced upward. Thanks to this, she didn't see Anxu's collapsed expression. An Xu looked at the beautiful number one who had shed her obsequious manner for a second, and felt a sense of powerlessness that made him unwilling to speak. Okay, I figured it out. The map of the branch hospital was created to boost my career, right? She thought resignedly, I don't have Piao Chang's life, right?

Rebecca's self-narration continues. After being "discovered" by An Xu, she gave up all lies. She said that freedom once made her happy, but when Sullivan's power dissipated, the Nightingale's Throat became a piece of fat, and everyone wanted to take a bite.

"I finally understand the wisdom of my predecessors," Rebecca said sincerely. "If it does not serve a master with sufficient strength, the Nightingale's Throat will never be able to survive the following turmoil."

"Why me?" An Xu interrupted for the first time.

"Because," perhaps sensing that An Xu's mood had softened, Rebecca raised her head and smiled, "For us, the most important thing about a master is not strength, but compassion."

The "Nightingale" who does the work of collecting intelligence is still a prostitute. Apart from being a rare boss, the best outcome is to become someone's lover and make enough money to stay with him while the other person is still longing for her - that is. Coming back, omegas in this world didn't have much choice. The nightingales seem to have unlimited glory, but they are dancing on the edge of a knife and may lose everything at any time.

They are thousands of miles apart from their counterparts in the white house, but for those unfortunate people, it is inevitable to feel a sense of sadness. These spies with sharp ears and eyes can accurately find out about the plague that has occurred on the border, and can also know about the miracles that are happening in Thunder Castle.

Anxu would not know how famous he was among prostitutes.

"Wait," An Xu came to his senses, "Why didn't you say it in the first place?"

"Because I admire you deeply." Rebecca had returned to her old ways and winked. "The priests who come to our place all say that going to heaven together is a good way to cleanse the soul!"

In the environment of Nightingale's Throat, it's not surprising that you get preferential treatment when sleeping with your future boss. The sage's time is conducive to making requests... So do clergymen also come to Piaochang? Why don't you think it's strange at all? An Xu cursed, shaking off Dennis's shiny head (yes, he was bald in the end).

Well, she comforted herself by thinking, at least I had an intelligence organization when I left the house. Who can compare with me in this kind of efficiency? An Xu sighed and declined Rebecca's suggestion to sign the contract immediately. He felt that it would be better to leave the contract terms to professionals such as Eve.

"There is also another piece of news that you may want to know." Rebecca said seriously, "The royal astrologer made a prediction. He said that a new king will be born next year."

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"Are you sure?" Prince Ronald asked.

The younger brother of Richard II had brass-colored hair, and the two beards on his lips were neatly trimmed. At first glance, he looked like an Uburg-style aristocrat. Only the pattern of the shield and the firebird on his cloak, as well as the gold-rimmed badge on his collar, showed that this prince was not only a nobleman, but also the head of the Knights of Glory and the commander of the Wengaro border.

"Yes, Your Highness," said the knight who was kneeling on one knee.

The knight in silver armor also wears a badge, but there is a circle of silver around the edge, which represents his status as the leader of the branch. He held his helmet in one hand, revealing his brilliant blond hair.

"What a pity." The prince sighed, "Captain Olena is an excellent alpha, and she is my confidant. She appreciates a unique omega like you and doesn't care about your flaws. But Since Chris has no intention of doing this, he shouldn’t force it.”

"Thank you for your love, and I'm very sorry." Chris said, "Forgive me that I don't have the intention to get married for the time being."

Prince Ronald nodded and did not continue the topic. "Sometimes I'm really curious, what reward does Chris want?" He smiled, "You have distributed the gold to your people, but you don't want an outstanding alpha. Could it be that only a higher position can satisfy you? Really? Above the branch leaders, I am the only one who holds the seat of the general leader."

"You are joking, Your Highness," Chris said sternly, "I am grateful for everything you have provided, and I dare not ask for more."

"Chris is always so humble," Prince Ronald shook his head and said half-jokingly, "This always makes me worry that nothing can keep our moonlight orchids."

"You gave me the opportunity to become a member of the Knights." Chris said sincerely. "You have my loyalty, and I am happy to devote my life to the Wengaro Defense Line."

"Even if you have to be an enemy of the king?"

Chris raised his head in surprise. The leader did not have the same friendly smile as before. Prince Ronald sighed: "Don't you understand? My brother is no longer satisfied with trapping me here, he wants to kill me!"

This horrifying statement made the knight unable to speak for a moment. He hesitated: "There must be some misunderstanding..."

"Misunderstanding? My relationship with Brother Wang has never been good. If it was a misunderstanding, how could he let me bring only one team back to Urburg in the autumn when the beast tide just ended?" The leader of the Glory Knights was in the air. He waved his hand heavily and said, "The late king's will requires me to be stationed here. I cannot return to Urburg unless the king is wedding or funeral. This is to prevent the king from attacking me. The queen has only been dead for such a short time, and he is busy marrying The new Omega will be held within half a year. I'm afraid my departure will be unlucky."

"The Knights of the Wind and their branch leader Chris are sworn to defend His Royal Highness the Prince to the death." Chris bent down again.

"Okay! I fully believe in the strength of the Knights of the Wind and Moonlight Orchid," Prince Ronald said happily, reaching out to help the knight up. "When I return to Urburg to attend the wedding, I plan to take your Knights of the Wind with me. Let Olena go with you. I don’t think Chris will let me down.”

"The Knights of the Wind will definitely fulfill their mission!" the blond knight replied.

The prince managed a few more words and sent Chris out of the room. He watched the knight leave his sight, then put away his smile and walked back to the room.

There is no doubt that Prince Ronald is a very polite and polite person. His recruitment order is still a topic of conversation in Uburg. Although Richard II and many nobles ridiculed it as being hungry, the effect of the recruitment order cannot be ignored.

Therefore, Prince Ronald did not say anything bad about the omega who had just left, whom he labeled as "arrogant" and "hypocritical" in his heart. He just shook his head regretfully and whispered: "It's really too much." Pity."

How can there be people in this world who have no desire for power, wealth, and beauty—oh, considering that he is an omega, he should find a good home? If someone acts as if he is selfless and has no desires, then this person is either hypocritical and falsely aloof, or, like Prince Ronald, he has big intentions.

it's a pity. What a waste, thought Prince Ronald.