Devil two hundred and five

I waited on the balcony for another hour or so, and Helen came out.Her face looked terrible, as if she had suffered from "reading an article that stepped on her [-] thunder points".

Just in case, I asked too much: "Helen Dia or Helen Francis?"

Helen gave me a blank look: "Even if she came out, she would still remember the former name... She has no memory of marrying your father."

I twitched the corner of my mouth: "...The problem is, if I ask if it is my mother or my cousin, you will only answer, dear little Pink, I miss you so much, and then come and rub my head."

"You really understand."

"Each each other."

"How is my father?"

"He locked himself in the lab, I think it's better for you not to see him right now." Speaking of Geralt, Helen's expression was a little subtle, first white, then livid, and finally red, "Don't mention it to me." He's dead, I feel a little nauseous..."

"...Don't say such ambiguous words!" The hair on my back almost exploded.

Helen paused for a moment before realizing that she had said something strange.She looked at me deeply, and said in a very hypocritical tone: "Imagine your father looking at you with affection...'Oh, my dear Helen, I am so deeply loving You'……"

She maintained that seemingly affectionate, but in fact frenzied expression, and put a pig's paw on my hand.

"...I'll vomit with you."

……

Finally, Helen's problem was solved, and Helen and I returned to the small town on the fire phoenix.I expected Ignatz to be anxiously awaiting our return, but he was already happily hanging out with the mayor's son.

"I am hardworking and energetic, and the sweet potatoes I grow can fill three yards!"

"Really? It's amazing!"

Ignatz said with a look of admiration.

When I fell from the fire phoenix, I saw these two whispering.I pulled Ignatz away from the mayor's son with kidney failure: "Aren't you worried about me at all?"

Ignatz tilted his head and thought for a while: "I believe Francis, if Francis says it can be done, it can be done."

I was stunned for a moment, it felt really good to be trusted for the first time in my life.

Unexpectedly, Ignatz had the following: "...Anyway, you really messed up. Minato was the one who got mad, Francis himself was the one who was unlucky, and His Majesty the King was the one who got angry... I have nothing to do with any of them."

Hello!Give me back my excitement!

After saying these words, Ignatz turned to Helen: "Helen, are you okay... I'm really worried to see that you don't remember me..."

"I'm fine." Helen still had that gloomy expression... Or, after coming out of the toilet, she maintained this distraught state, "It's just..."

Helen glanced at the son of the mayor who stared at me as if he was the enemy of life (he probably thought I was hugging me, to be honest, I really hope he can enjoy a hug The two present, and then report their inner feelings), turned their heads and asked Ignatz: "...you told him, are you a man?"

"Huh? Do you need to explain this specifically?" Ignatz looked very confused, he raised his hand and walked around, "I'm obviously a man."

"That's obviously only for elves." Helen said something meaningful.

Yes, regardless of gender, all elves are flat-chested, and male elves do not grow beards or Adam’s apples. Even adult male elves have voice lines similar to adolescent males—the way elves can distinguish themselves is by looking at their ears. Male elves have longer, pointier ears, darker...

Unfortunately, I have never been able to detect the difference between the two ears.

I silently passed a look over: Helen, you actually realized this profound question right away, so amazing.

Helen twitched her lips: This meme is Ignatz's special CP mode. Xiao Gong chased him wildly because he misidentified his gender. After catching up with him, he found that the gender was the same. It was painful and entangled, and finally realized that heterosexuality is Those who have no future, homosexuality is the unity of the world... I have read at least a hundred articles like this, what would I say?

I almost couldn't hold back the expression on my face: ...Are you sure you didn't write it?

Helen finally changed into her usual expression—an expression she used to despise me: No... Besides, it seems that you understand it well.

I silently looked up at the sky.It's not that I have a similar reason to Helen, but I'm familiar with this kind of look - every time I see Yingying Yanyan approaching Minato, I have this expression.

“啊啊啊……你这个鼻孔看人的人生赢家，和海伦眉来眼去，还和伊格纳茨有着彼此信赖的关系，是在太可恶了……长得帅有什么了不起的，这年头为什么女人I always like that kind of cold and flamboyant man, this kind of man is definitely a deadhead and has no interest in life!" Finally, the mayor's son couldn't help but muttered, "This kind of man should be burned to death !"

Hey, are you talking about me?

Cough cough cough This is the first time in my life that someone praised me for being cool and cool. I couldn't help being a little shy, and I was a little excited when I thought about it carefully.Moreover, I want to solemnly state that I am actually very interesting, and Minato praised me about this a few days ago!

"I can't help but want to agree on what to do..." Helen stood beside me and sighed.

"...Which point is he right? Hey!" I protested.

"As for the winner in life, do you dare to say that snatching Minato is not a victory in life?" Helen said melancholy, "It really makes me want to burn you even more."

"Hey, hasn't Minato been in Sarn all the time? Why did you say he was robbed?" Ignatz asked wonderingly.

Helen replied: "Children don't want to interfere with adults' affairs."

Sure enough, this stinky bitch, Helen, has been spying on my Minato for a long time.

I ground my teeth and felt that the task of marrying Helen was becoming more and more important.But...Minato...I held Helen back: "Minato and I got separated, please quickly help me with divination, Minato's location."

Helen was taken aback for a moment. She was still serious when it came to business: "My astrolabe is still in the palace. Without the astrolabe and the crystal ball, there is no way to do it."

Both the astrolabe and the crystal ball belong to spell-casting props. In theory, my father should also have them, but I have no doubt that if he disturbs him at this time, he will turn us all into spicy roast turkeys.

"Then I have no choice but to go back to the palace first." I waved to Huofeng, and Huofeng landed down like a bird.The three of us all climbed onto Huofeng's back.Helen seemed to have thought of something suddenly, and waved to the mayor's son, signaling him to come over.

"This is for you." She took off a string of silver bracelets from her wrist, handed them to the other party, and then waved goodbye.

The mayor's son stared blankly at Helen, watching the fire phoenix fly higher and higher.Until I looked down and could no longer see the town, I saw him keep looking up like this.

"Why bother?" I sighed, "Why do you still leave him a memory?"

"...Where is the missing, it is obviously the reward." Helen was quite surprised, "No matter how you say it, she took care of me for two days, and how to say that thing, it is also a small magic tool to ward off evil... Besides, it is not my thing, why? Could it be considered missing?"

"...Not yours?"

"It's the magic tool of Master Geralt." Helen replied in a flat tone, "The tool used to ward off evil, if it wasn't for it, that guy would have been unconsciously smoked by your mother long ago. If you sell it on the black market, you can Sell ​​tens of thousands of gold coins."

The price made me gasp: "Are you helping him or hurting him?"

"...It's in the hands of someone who knows the goods." Helen gave me a blank look. "Under normal circumstances, how many people know that it's an exorcism tool?"

makes sense.

Thinking of this, I stopped bickering with Helen.Minato occupied my whole body and mind. Although my reason tells me that a person as powerful as Minato can go anywhere in the world, I still can't help but worry about whether he is eating well, whether he can sleep well at night, and whether he will be lonely. ...will you miss me?

……

"Ahem...ahem...Kriel, please give me some hot water...Kriel?" Inside the palace of the Bauhinia Empire, Zelan Dia, the supreme king of the Bauhinia Empire, woke up from his sleep.Before, he insisted on going to work while sick, but was dragged to the bed by a group of servants.Unexpectedly, he fell asleep as soon as he touched the pillow, and woke up again. The sun was setting, the sunset glow in the sky was gradually dimming, and the sharp hook-shaped crescent moon was silhouetted from the sky.

His Majesty's face darkened. Under normal circumstances, even if he fell asleep, there should be an adjutant and a team of guards by his side. It should never be such a quiet situation.

A hand reached out from the shadows, and offered the king a misty cup.The king took it as usual, and even said thank you politely.

The man who stepped out of the shadows stared at His Majesty the King drinking water with interest. He had long hair as white as snow, narrow and long eyes, and the unique sharpness of young people.The body is covered under the white robe, only a pair of well-defined hands are exposed in the air, holding an exaggerated black sickle.

His Majesty's gaze involuntarily lingered on the sickle for a long time before he breathed out slowly: "The devil's sickle."

"You are very knowledgeable." The man turned his wrist hard, and the sickle was aimed at the king's chest. It seemed that as long as he exerted a little more force, the sharp weapon that blew hair and cut hair could tear the person lying on the hospital bed into pieces. Two halves, "Courage is not bad."

What he praised was that even in this situation, the king still did not change his face.

"Why should I be afraid of a rat who is sneaky and only dares to come to me when the brave and the devil are not around." The king twitched the corners of his mouth and showed a mocking smile.

He quickly paid enough for his taunt.The white-haired man exerted a little force and moved the back of the knife, and the king was kicked out of the bed and smashed against the wall.He was wearing unlined clothes, sitting on the ground, coughing twice, with blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

The white crow looked down at the king condescendingly: "It's no good to fight against me, but if you obey me, wealth, prestige, women, and the prosperity of the country are all within your reach. In such a situation, it's a good choice, right?"

The king sighed and nodded to the crow, seemingly convinced.

Of course, this is just that White Crow is not familiar enough with the king. If another person comes, I am afraid that he will immediately realize the deep meaning of His Majesty's sigh: Why in this world, the strong are often... not only stupid, but also sent to the door one by one come?