Diablo Destruction

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"How is this going?"

Early in the morning. There was noisy shouting outside. Could the elves who collectively suffered from red eye disease finally couldn't help it. For so many days, they had been patient just to wait for the main attack today?

That's fine, let me blast you to the top of the crystal tree and lay eggs.

Shaking my arm, I leaned my head out of the window, and a shield was hung on my left arm to prevent a cold arrow from hitting suddenly, but the result was not as I expected. Up and down, the outside is quite calm, the noise seems to happen in the distance.

Weird.

Secretly whispering, I took off the whole body equipment that was ready to go, and put on a new black cloak sewed by Velas. As for why I want to emphasize the new style, it is because I have been wearing it before, just nine years ago. The popular style cloak that came to the dark continent, because of this, has been secretly known by many unspeakable adventurers as "the rustic cloak man", "outdated cloak man", "uncle’s cloak man" The word kind.

"..."

Well, let's just put down the third subtle title, in short, the cloak man is already polite. I can’t stand it if I add a suffix to the front. I think left and right. I decided to let Velas add up to 10 inner pockets to the original style of the cloak, making this outdated cloak more connotative. , So that's the new style of cloak I'm wearing now.

However, when Velas promised, the distressed expression on his face slightly kept me concerned.

After putting on the cloak hat, I checked left and right to make sure there were no flaws. I sneaked out of the back window and walked along the noisy place.

The inner city of the Elven City is already quite lively. In addition to the original number of elves, there are many other curious adventurers who come to watch because of the marriage of the two races. If you look closely, you may find which rare race , Being shrouded in a cloak, disguised as an ordinary passerby awaiting the event.

Of course, the largest number is the Alliance Adventurer. There is no way. Who will let us take the Adventurer Alliance?

These influx of outsiders made the originally quiet and elegant Elven King City noisy and messy, and the elves did not seem to be angry, calming the scenery for tens of thousands of years. Suddenly there was a new vigor, but instead they were new to the familiar and unfamiliar environment. Of course, it is just a novelty at the moment. If this goes on, these quiet elves will definitely not be happy.

Now, in addition to the representative teams of all ethnic groups, other adventurers who come to watch on their own are all arranged to live in the outer city. When the inner city is open during the day, they can enter and visit freely, and they must return to the outer city at night. This is also for the purpose of Easy to manage.

Thanks to the blessings of these adventurers, especially the Alliance adventurers, my mysterious dress did not attract too much attention on the street, following the flow of people and constantly flowing to the noisy places.

Oh, speaking of it, these past few days have been playing hide-and-seek with those little elves, and I haven't visited the legendary elven king city.

In fact, careful comparison, if the appearance of those bells and whistles are pointed out directly to the essence, it is not much different from the Camp Roger. Don't think that the elves are a beautiful paradise, there are also poor people and beggars.

Just how to say, just make an analogy, it is like the same bread stall, at the Roger camp, the stall owner will try his best to study the taste, make his bread more delicious, or find ways to attract the attention of others. , Is pragmatic.

In the elven clan, these elven bakers (if they have this title) would choose to spend more energy on how to decorate their stalls, or in a way of wandering merchants, or play beautifully. The music, or show their own touching voice, those elf guests, most of the time, pay more attention to whether your music is beautiful, whether the singing is touching, and the taste is second.

To put it simply, the life of the Roger Camp gives people a simple, pragmatic and simple atmosphere, which is clear at a glance, and the life of the Elven King City is to integrate art into the accompanying life. From this point of view, the elves Perhaps it is not much different from us at the material level, but obviously at the spiritual level it is much higher, it is no wonder that those bards. The elves are always compared to angels who have fallen into the world, and the elven king city is regarded as a paradise on earth.

This fruit scones seems to taste good, but why do you want to specifically mark it here [for adventurers only]? Does it mean that there is status discrimination in the elves?

Curiously, I bought several specially-specified fruit scones in one go. When I eat it, it really tastes a little different. The taste is much better than the ordinary one. I have to sigh loudly. The beautiful elven clan also discriminates.

"Yoah, idiot Wu~~"

When I was eating while walking, I was suddenly forced to pat on the back. I was shocked, and I quickly turned around to see which terrible guy was actually able to see through the clever disguise of this uncle.

Of course, in fact, the moment I turned my head, my head had already reacted. My new nickname, besides one person, can there be anyone who can call it out.

"How do you guys..."

Looking back, wearing a wide cloak, even more petite and exquisite Beya. Blinking eyes behind me, there was a little fox behind her, a group of white wolves, smirking prince Chris, little girl Tia.

I am x, there is always a feeling of being isolated, this group of guys happily come out to play, but leave me alone at home, saying that, when their relationship becomes so good?

"You are fine, a group of people come out to play. Leave me alone at home."

I am not willing to protest, especially focusing on the little fox and the white wolf. Little fox, we are all old wives and old wives, do you have the heart to leave me alone? Be careful I took you off.

There is also the white wolf, your sister Lina is in my hands, and dare not have fun to say hello to me, hum, don’t you, the dead sister, control the drops, don’t want Lina to live a stable life. Work?

"You stupid Wu, already a street mouse in the elven city, we don't want to be with you and are stared at by other people's eyes."

Beiya said to me with a ruthless tone that the dead friends do not die.

"Nonsense, am I pretending to be pretty good?"

I sneered at Beya's awkward excuse.

"Yo, Elder Fan, congratulations."

After the words were just finished, a slightly familiar adventurer next to him stepped up and greeted him with a pat on the shoulder.

"Master, you need to be careful, don't place orders, I heard that the elves are all looking for opportunities, I won't tell you more, so as not to expose your identity."

The enthusiastic and adventurous adventurer then looked carefully at the surroundings, then lowered his voice to finish talking to me, and hurried away.

"..."

"Look, that's it."

Beja said proudly with a predominant victory gesture.

"Ah, without telling you, we still have to watch the excitement."

Suddenly remembering something like that, Beja suddenly left me behind, and hurried to the place where people flowed.

"Wait for me, you ruthless guys."

Seeing a group of people followed without hesitation, I quickly shouted. Also trailing in the past, fortunately, the little fox finally had conscience, deliberately slowed down, and fell behind with me.

What should I do to leave my husband behind and go out with others? ! !

Keeping up with the little fox, I didn't hesitate to have a big palm printed on her pretty buttocks.

"Wow~~ you are a bad guy~~"

Sensitive parts were suddenly attacked, and the little fox's furry fox ears slammed in fright, and then the pair of charming eyes that seemed to drip out of water at any time, stared closely.

[Who is the husband of you, you guys are really not shy. 】

[You admit your fate, no one except me will want you this little fox. 】

I made a gesture of "Thank me, and only kind-hearted people like me will keep you", proud of the soul's voice.

[Nonsense, if the fox is willing, hum~~]

That pretty face of Qingguoqingcheng shone with pride, making people not doubt the authenticity of the little fox's words.

[Although the words say so, don’t forget that we have already shared the same bed, I have touched your tail, and the cover has been covered, so you can’t get married except me. 】

Woo~~

The little fox groaned in confusion, not without loopholes to refute, but she is still a piece of white paper in love, and she can't really say the wild words like "I can marry other people even if you touch them".

Saying that by using the other party's simple heart, am I getting more and more evil?

[Nothing to say, hum, let me talk about it, how do I get a penalty after going back? 】

Seeing that the little fox was speechless, I immediately became proud.

[I don’t want it, you bad guy and the elf queen go to love and cultivate love, I’m not uncommon. 】

After talking, the little fox angrily accelerated his pace.

Oh, it turned out that it was so jealous. Although the appearance was casual, I didn't expect this little fox to be a small jar of vinegar unexpectedly.

With a secret smile, I raised the speed and followed.

[Obviously, my Lucia is the most obedient. Take a sip and let down. 】

I passed the fruit scones in my hand.

[Less to look down on people, this method of coaxing children is too naive for this day fox. 】

Although the little fox said so hard, he kept looking at the fruit scones he passed over, hesitated for a while, and finally, like the kitten who licked the milk for the first time, carefully came up, rose My lips lightly sipped down on the fruit scones where I had bitten.

"this is……"

While chewing, the little fox showed a subtle expression.

"How about, it tastes good."

"Are there any special notes?"

After swallowing, the little fox asked delicately, pointing at the fruit scones in his hand.

"How do you know that there is a note on it? It is indeed written [for the adventurers only], it can't be seen, there is also discrimination in the elves." I shook my head and exclaimed.

"How many... did you eat?"

The little fox's gaze, somehow suddenly brought a trace of pity.

"It's not like you left me alone. I haven't had a good meal from last night to now, so I just bought twelve in one breath, and now there is only one left. You."

From my hand, I took the fruit scones, and took a small bite in a cute way, eating the remaining half, and the little fox wiped his bright red lips with a handkerchief, and his eyes looked more and more pitiful.

"Are there any problems?"

I vaguely noticed something in her subtle expression, and asked in a little panic.

"In this fruit scones, in order to make the taste more delicious, a seasoning called Doruo grass is added."

"It turns out that's the case. Is that why it's more delicious than ordinary fruit scones? Douro is really great."

I was moved with a sigh. I didn't expect a small piece of grass to change the taste. The world is really amazing.

"Doro is a laxative."

At the next moment, the little fox said something that made me sweat and sweat.

"Ordinary people can't eat, and only the constitution of the adventurer has no problem, so it is noted on the above [only for the adventurer], which is common sense."

Yeah, I'm really sorry for lacking general knowledge.

"So, it turns out to be an adventurer, shouldn't it be a problem, didn't you just eat it?"

"No problem in general, but if you eat more..."

Speaking of which, the little fox showed a subtle smile, and the words behind it were self-evident.

"Is there any way?"

I don’t know if it’s a psychological effect. I just suddenly felt the chrysanthemum tighten and looked at the little fox with a trembling voice.

"Yep."

The little fox's slender index finger lightly touched her lips and used a tantalizing gesture to tell me so charmingly.

"Great, what is the solution?"

At this moment, the little fox shined the goddess in my eyes.

"Take these."

Taking out a thick stack of white paper and putting it on my dazed hand, the little fox stepped lightly, leaving a series of moving sweet smiles and left his sight.

Woo-oooooooooooooooo! !

After a while, I wobbled out of the latrine.

Maybe, the middle-aged uncle who sells fruit scones, who looks kind-hearted, is actually a senior magician who is jealous of my marriage to Altria. It is terrible. It is terrible.

In an instant, the elves became synonymous with assassins in my mind. Maybe when I was in the toilet, I was already dead, no, maybe the three or four-year-old elf child next to me from time to time looked at me, The next moment, he drew a dagger from his clothes and thrust it at me.

Suspicious and suspicious along the way, and finally, I finally came to the gathering place of people, seems to be a place in the public square of the elven king city.

"Villain, here, here~~!!!"

Not far away, the little fox was waving a tail at me in a slightly remote location, waving her tail, but the others were nowhere to be seen. It seemed to have been squeezed into it to watch a good show, leaving her to stay Come down and wait for yourself.

It can be seen from this point that although the mouth is a little harder, the little fox is actually very good to himself, and Tianhu is infatuated at all.

"Little fox, you are still the best for me."

I strode forward and put the little fox in my arms and kissed me. I was very moved.

"Villain, let it go~~"

Unpredictably, I was hugged and said this. Lucia didn’t know for a moment that she should be shy and struggling. She still stood up proudly and said, "You know it, you can do it back in the future." It took a while for her face to be reddish, struggling slightly, whispering softly with the sound of a fine mosquito, closing her eyelashes and taking a deep breath of satisfaction.

I whispered softly, and took this rare opportunity to vent the thoughts accumulated over the past few months. I took the little fox and looked towards the crowded square.

"What the **** happened?"

As I squeezed in the crowd and carefully guarded the little fox in my arms, firmly not letting other guys take the opportunity to touch the oil, I asked.

"It seems to be a mess caused by your alliance?"

The little fox asked back with a tone of "I should ask you".

"what?"

At this time, with the good sight of Druid~www.readwn.com~ I finally found the familiar figures in the center of the crowd, the old drunkard and Muradin, united with several other alliance adventurers (perhaps Being pulled by these two old guys to do the coolies), I was not knowing what to do, and the crowd's spirits burst out from time to time in the crowd.

After getting closer, the chaotic voice among the crowd finally became clear.

"I know that everyone feels dissatisfied with the union of your alliance with your queen, but it is also impossible. For the two communities to be able to live in peace and friendship again, this is the easiest way. Your queen, your own Determined by your will."

The sharp voice of the old drunkard came from the crowd.

Huh?

Is this really what the old drunkard said? Are there any auditory hallucinations?

I dug my ears vigorously, and even doubted my hearing organs for a while.

Impossible, how can such human-like words come out of the mouth of the old drunkard? Isn't that the guy on the stage a copycat in old drunkard's skin?