Diablo Destruction

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　　 "Although it is wrong to speak ill of others behind your back, I don't think it's good to listen to other people's whispers behind your back."

　　 I don't know why at all. I am the only one who was injured, and I don't even know why at all. I have to make excuses for Maid Lauder. There are so many mysteries in this world that I don't want to think about it anymore.

　　 "If you don't say bad things about Ben Ang, how can you know that Ben Ang is eavesdropping!" Little Arthur retorted with angrily waving his toothpicks and swords.

　　 "But the problem comes again. If you don't listen behind the scenes, how can you know us...Ah, it's the two of them talking bad about you, right."

　　 I almost slapped myself severely. What kind of trouble is this? How can I say that I have become a gang with Maid Lauder? I am the real victim, OK?

　　 "Wait, this kind of problem comes first with the chicken or the egg, I think it's better to put it aside."

　　 The maid of Lauder came out to complete the game, oh, as expected, it was you, the interruption was just right, and she almost fell into a crisis of repeated matryoshka and continued to be babbled by King Arthur.

　　 Anyway, whose fault is this?

　　 While talking, the group of people have returned to Altria, still with that painful expression, leaning against the tree, making people feel distressed.

　　 "The task of taking care of Aalto is left to the mount." Little King Arthur patted me on the shoulder with an air of entrusted with the task.

"Wait, how about you? Together, you have nothing to do anyway, right." I think it’s better to have more people, Altria’s current state, I don’t know what happened to her in her dream, I’m afraid I hold Can't help.

　　 Now, the insider wants to slip, how can this work?

　　 "Ben Ang still has important things to discuss with Lauder, important things."

"Really? It's really not because I pitted Altria so badly, I am embarrassed to face her so I want to avoid responsibility?" I gradually approached the little Arthur, my eyes flashed with the light of the swamp fish that had seen everything. .

　　 "Impossible, there is no such thing, how could Ben Ang be wrong, how could Ben Ang be embarrassed, don't think about the mount!"

　　 Very good, not angry but busy defending, this honest response has completely revealed the truth.

I looked at the combination of Lauder who stood aside respectfully and the maid’s style, and then looked at the combination of Lauder who was always hiding behind them. No matter how the maid of Lauder moved and walked, it didn’t reveal any flaws for me to see, it was called hiding. The Bella Knight, the ultimate master of Mao Mao, I sighed helplessly.

　　 "Okay, okay, I see, important things need to be discussed, right, okay, let's go, it's enough for me and Zeluka."

　　 "Um... sorry, I also want to discuss something important with Lord Arthur." The maid Huang Duanzi raised her hand mercilessly.

　　 Do you even have to stab me back, bastard!

　　 "Just kidding, eh." Huang Duanzi's maid made a cute emoji blankly.

　　 "Oh oh, worthy of my heir, if I can, I would also like to joke with His Royal Highness." Lansi's eyes lit up, and she looked at Little Arthur, not knowing what she was dreaming about, her expression gradually changed.

　　 "Both! Here! Me! Get out!"

I drove everyone away, including the maid of Huang Duanzi, she was the only one left in the twelve knight heirs. It shouldn't be the case, maybe there is some other reason, or maybe they think I am It will be the person Altria wants to see the most when she wakes up. Anyway, she's gone. Just leave me clean, bastard!

I sat down in a comfortable position next to my king, looked around with a guilty conscience, and confirmed that there is no one, hehe, then I'm not welcome, there is no stubborn pornographic maid by the side, and you can do what you want. Up.

　　 For example, side by side or something, that is something that only young men and women who are not satisfied with their lovers can do. This is the case for couples.

Hey.

　　 held the petite and exquisite Altria in his arms and rubbed it.

　　, I didn’t say Altria was short.

　　 I don't know if she felt anything, her expression that was strained from pain seemed to relax a little bit.

"Good night."

　　 I murmured, rubbing my king's blond hair lightly with my chin, and gradually closing my eyes.

　　 So hot!

I woke up again because I was holding a ball of fire in my arms, scared me and almost let go, somehow I remembered holding my king in my arms before going to bed.

Ok?

　　 Altria? !

　　 I really had a fever, and the fever was very bad.

　　 I almost forgot about this experience. In principle, adventurers don’t have a fever. Unless they are weak to a limit, Altria’s body doesn’t look that weak, so why does he suddenly have a fever?

　　 Is it because of mental weakness? How weak does it take to make such a healthy and powerful body appear abnormal?

　　 Not thinking about more, I hurriedly took out the towel, soaked in cold water and put it on her forehead, remember...should...like this?

In fact, I also know that this is unnecessary. Whether it is a wet towel or even a special medicine, it may be effective for ordinary people, but it is not important to my king. What is important is her own will, as long as she recovers a little bit. With a little energy, a strong body can instantly restore this little problem.

　　 So... how about I hum a peaceful sleep song? Like a baby, hold Altria up, shake it, shake it to Grandma's Bridge?

　　 I really want to do this, I feel that both my king and I will die in an instant and become a black history for a lifetime.

　　 sighed, I held my king in my arms again, and held her cold little hand tightly, with my forehead resting on her hot forehead.

　　 Be sure to hold on!

　　 When he woke up for the third time, Altria's fever resolved. From severe mental pain, to weakness, to a slight recovery, it seemed to be developing in a good direction.

　　 But I also noticed some abnormalities that happened to Altria.

　　 Her body seems to be filled with wisps of pitch black breath.

　　 is not an illusion or dazzling, let alone an exaggerated metaphor, it is really overflowing with black air!

　　 reached out and touched the black gas, I instantly retracted like an electric shock.

　　 It was pain and despair that was bottomless like an abyss.

　　 At this time, I really want to get King Arthur back, regardless of each other's identities, and brutally beat her ass. What kind of ghost test is this, making Altria look like this.

But in fact, I also know that I am incapable of escaping my anger. The content of the test is my greatest desire. If Altria is a simple and satisfying person, like Veras, I am afraid that this test will not be better than making a delicious apple pie. Harder.

　　The difficulty of the test varies from person to person, but the person who is tested is Altria, so it instantly becomes abyssal difficulty.

　　 This is my king's own choice, this is the difficulty she must face, either in a dream or in reality.

　　 I can only stare at Altria blankly, and my whole body is gradually covered by the darkness overflowing from my body until only one face is left.

　　 Despair and pain, like a soft but unpeelable eggshell, dye Altria black.

　　 The only good news is that the pain on Altria’s face gradually eased. I don’t know what kind of changes her spiritual world is going through, but there is one thing, UU reading www.uukanshu.com I have noticed.

　　 Altria, it should be about to wake up.

I thought it should be like a phoenix nirvana, with a world-shaking vision, but I did not expect it, but the eyelashes trembled a few times, without warning, those beautiful green eyes with blurred and dark colors, It opened all of a sudden.

　　 For a moment, I seemed to see a lot of things from the eyes that she had just opened, one after another, blurry pictures, from the smell of gunpowder smoke even in her eyes.

　　 In her first opened eyes, there seems to be a kingdom epic, endless words, pictures, and fragments, forming a bottomless vortex, which wants to draw my eyes into it.

　　 The slender eyelashes opened and closed quickly, and when they opened again, they had gradually recovered their luster.

　　 looked at each other, as if a century had passed, or perhaps a gap passed by a breeze.

She suddenly smiled softly, her expression weak, her face pale, and her blonde hair scattered, making this smile look a little embarrassed, without the majesty and decent of Her Majesty, but it was the most touching smile I have ever seen, and a trace of it passed through her heart. The throbbing was like a teenager who had just begun to love her. Through the dappled sunlight falling from the shade of the tree, she saw the girl she had a crush on smiling shyly at her.

　　 Under the shade of the tree, the girl spoke softly.

　　 "It's nice to meet you."

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