Diablo Destruction

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"End?" The red and white princess tilted her head slightly, as if it was difficult for me to understand that I would have such an idea. After a pause, she seemed to understand and nodded.

"Indeed, the script can no longer be played. Logically speaking, there is really no need to stay any longer. As my father wishes, this [dream] can end at any time and return to the Dark Continent."

"What are you waiting for?"

"Father seems to be a little unusually anxious?"

"What's so abnormal about this? Isn't it the right thing to do?"

"This is not like my father's character."

"Oh, it's like you know me well. Stop talking nonsense. It's now... no, let's wait until tomorrow."

The words between the Red and White Princess and I were a little bit gunpowder-y. No, the Red-and-White Princess was a tea-drinking god. There was no anger at all. The gunpowder smell mainly came from me.

But why do I have such a smell of gunpowder? Is it because the angry red and white princess dragged me here for no reason, and passively acted out a good show on the stage she set like a puppet on strings?

Even I don’t believe this reason. My personality has never been the type where I can’t control my destiny. As long as I live a comfortable and comfortable life, or have some elements of righteousness, truth, and human nature, , it doesn’t matter even if I become a string puppet, as long as I don’t use my brain, it doesn’t matter.

You see, I have been manipulated by Akala for decades. Have I ever been angry? Every time the elders meet, they are very busy, with melon seeds hidden in their pockets, just waiting for Farah and Kane to fight, or for the old drunkard to commit suicide and be scolded. There is no smell of gunpowder.

So...what's the big deal?

Forget it, don't bother thinking about it, just do what you should do, you are going back anyway.

He said he wanted to leave immediately, but after hesitating for a moment, by some strange coincidence, he changed the time to tomorrow. Obviously he shouldn't. The longer he stays in this place, the more... ugh.

Uh huh huh!

I seem to understand a little bit why I have the smell of ignition for no reason.

It's probably a state of mind similar to incompetence and rage.

After thinking about this, I felt a little downcast, with my shoulders slumped and speechless. Not to mention how guilty I felt towards the Red and White Princess. How could this guy have tricked me so much? Why did I lose my temper with her?

I just feel that I am too naive and willful. After all, I am still a mere mortal and not a savior.

"It's a good thing that Father can strengthen his determination." The Red and White Princess watched my expression change, and when my upper body collapsed on the coffee table, she slowly spoke.

"However, as a considerate and attentive daughter, I still have to confirm with my father again and again. Do I really want to go back?"

"Is it necessary to confirm this kind of thing again and again?" I responded feebly.

"Before making up your mind, father really doesn't want to think back carefully. What is your biggest wish, what is the goal you have been working hard to achieve?"

"Why, you've become a dream mentor. Are you going to turn around for me?" I stretched my neck, raised my head slightly, and rolled my eyes at her.

Although it feels like the dialogue is a bit out of place, dreams, goals, etc., are talked about openly and openly. Isn't this something that can only be done by young and passionate comics?

Could it be that the Red and White Princess still wants to evoke memories for me?

The question is, now that the world is at peace, who should be killed? Randomly select a planner or screenwriter to offer sacrifices to heaven?

It's just a matter of choosing one.

Despite complaining about some of these things, I couldn't help but be affected by the words of the Red and White Princess, and couldn't help but recall my biggest goals and wishes.

He doesn’t bear the hatred of killing his father, the hatred of seizing his birthright, and the **** love and hatred in the city. He has a very simple mind, so his thoughts are also very simple. His biggest goals and wishes are naturally obvious. It means defeating the forces of **** and ushering in world peace.

However, this is just a thought floating on the surface of the water. It has been driving me, who is greedy for life and fear of death, to fight, to defeat the **** clan, and to strive for world peace. It is not only for the people closest to me, but also for them to be able to Live a good life?

Therefore, my most fundamental and deepest desire and goal should be for the people around me, to enable them to live a good life, to be with them all the time, and to be together happily.

In short, that's it. It has nothing to do with being great, noble, selfless, sublime, etc. It is just the most common thought of ordinary people.

So, what is the purpose of the Red and White Princess deliberately reminding me to examine my own wishes?

I saw her drinking up the last sip of tea in a leisurely manner, instead of rushing to refill it like before, but slowly letting go of the teacup she had been holding on to.

"I told my father before that this is not a dream, but a real world. Do you still remember?"

"I remember, but it's not my world after all."

"Maybe in the future." The look in the red and white princess's eyes was somewhat meaningful. I always ignored this kind of mysterious operation and gave her a cold look in return.

The red and white princess didn't pretend, and UU Kanshu www.uukanshu.com felt bored and could only continue: "At that time, I said that the world is real and father is virtual. However, I seem to have forgotten to tell my father Your Excellency made it clear that there is another matter.”

"What's going on?" I was a little wary. At this point, the script had collapsed, but this guy actually had something hidden?

"About those people that Father is familiar with...what is going on."

"How could you forget this kind of thing? You should tell me quickly!" I was a little anxious, but for some reason, an impulse suddenly surged deep in my heart, a kind of sixth sense.

Don't want to hear it!

You may not be able to go back after hearing this!

However, before I could figure out the outcome of my struggle, the Red and White Princess quickly explained: "Those people that my father is familiar with are essentially the same virtual characters as my father, but they are a little different. They are the ones I ingest." A virtual [container] with another complete life created through some small unconventional means with a trace of the original power of the body."

"What you said makes my head hurt. Can you express it in a simpler way?"

I rubbed my temples with a headache and protested with insufficient intelligence.

"In other words, as long as Father wants, I can seamlessly and perfectly integrate their bodies and virtual containers, so that these people's bodies can truly come to this world, escape from the Dark Continent, and achieve a state similar to the physical body. The effect of time travel.”

The Red and White Princess finished speaking in one breath in a slightly more steady and serious tone than usual, then quickly packed away the coffee table and tea sets, glanced at the stunned old father, expressed satisfaction with the outstanding effect, and then fled the scene of the crime...

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