The Sims Evolved from Goblins

"Madam, go to sleep first, I have something to deal with!"

Alva hurried out with the metal ball.

Looking at her husband's back as he walked away quickly.

Selena's eyes were filled with tears.

When Alva's figure disappeared outside the door.

Selena finally couldn't hold on and collapsed on the ground.

She covered her face and cried "woohoo".

Tears flowed down her cheeks.

Just then, the door of the prayer room behind Selena was opened.

Li Meng, dressed in black, came out.

Looking at Selena who was collapsed on the ground.

Li Meng stepped forward and hugged her by the waist.

"You...why haven't you left yet?"

Selena sobbed with tears.

She looked at the open door with some worry.

If Alva comes back, everything will be over.

Li Meng smiled and gently put Selena on the bed.

"Don't worry, he won't come back!"

He will come back.

But not now.

Selena, lying on the bed, pulled the blanket over her face to cover most of her face.

"Who... who are you? How could you have a world-class tool from two hundred years ago?"

Selena in the blanket was curious and a little sad.

Curious about the identity of the boy.

Sad because she had done something wrong to Alva.

Even if Alva never knew.

But this secret would torment her for the rest of her life.

But at the same time, she was grateful to the boy in front of her.

Although she sacrificed her body.

But the entire Saint Anthem Castle was saved.

Compared to the lives of tens of thousands of people in the entire Saint Anthem Castle.

The price she paid was nothing.

"You... you go!"

Selena knew he wouldn't tell her.

Li Meng smiled and reached out to grab Selena's hand.

"Are you chasing me away?"

"I... I didn't, I... I'm not, you... you can't stay here."

Selena was tangled.

Li Meng chuckled.

He lifted the blanket and got on the bed.

He hugged Selena's plump body.

"Let me hold you and sleep for a while. Don't worry, what you are worried about will not happen. I will leave when you wake up!"

The voice of the boy in her ear made Selena's stiff body gradually soften.

Selena looked at the open door with some worry.

Really, at least close the door.

It seems that he guessed Selena's thoughts.

Li Meng raised his hand and waved.

The open door slammed shut.

This closure scared Selena.

Before Selena came back to her senses.

Li Meng had buried his face in Selena's towering.

Slippery and soft.

Is this heaven?

Heaven?

Isn't that something for angels?

Selena felt the existence of the boy in her arms with a complicated face.

Everything she encountered tonight seemed like a dream.

Will it really become a dream after waking up?

The Fort of Saint Song will be breached in her sleep.

She will also be killed in her sleep.

No, she is so beautiful that she should be tortured and insulted by the enemy.

Slightly sideways, Selena looked at the poison on the bedside table.

As long as she received the news that her husband died in the battle.

She would drink the bottle of poison without hesitation.

"This is not a dream, madam, you will live well!"

Li Meng's muffled voice sounded in Selena's arms.

Is it not a dream?

Feeling the body temperature of the boy in her arms.

Selena's mouth showed an arc.

She stretched out her hands and gently hugged the boy's head in her arms.

It's good that it's not a dream.

Being alive is the best ending.

Time passed by little by little.

Unknowingly, Selena fell asleep.

"Click!"

I don't know how long it took.

The door was opened again.

Alva walked in with a happy face.

When he saw the lady sleeping on the bed.

Alva slowed down his footsteps.

He didn't wake up the lady.

Came to the bed lightly.

He took off his nightgown and got into the bed.

Gently took the lady's plump body into his arms.

In fact, Selena had already woken up the moment Alva lifted the blanket.

It was not until she lay in her husband's warm embrace.

Selena opened her eyes.

Just now Selena was a little worried.

Worried that the boy was still there.

But seeing her husband's appearance.

It seemed that he had not found anything.

Selena was relieved.

"Dear, is the metal ball the thing you said?"

The voice of the lady in his arms made Alva smile slightly.

"It is that thing. The magician is looking for a place to put it. Madam, do you think that the Demon King heard your pious prayers and gave us a "world-class prop"? "

Selena, who was nestled in Alva's arms, changed her face slightly.

Wait, wait!

The Demon King heard her prayers?

Could that boy be...

Impossible, impossible!

The expression on Selena's face changed.

If that boy is not the Demon King.

How could he have a world-class item that had disappeared inexplicably?

"Madam, why are you crying?"

The wetness on his chest made Alva panic.

Why did Madam cry for no reason?

"It's okay, I... I'm happy!"

Selena arched her back in her husband's arms.

She wanted to feel the warmth of her husband's embrace as much as possible.

Is he really the Demon King?

Selena, who was nestled in Alva's arms, was confused.

If he was really the Demon King.

Why did he do that to her?

Isn't the Demon King a god?

Why would he be interested in a married woman like her?

Selena found it difficult to accept that the real Demon King was not the Demon King in her mind.

"Tsk, I don't want to be a god without desires!"

In the sky thousands of meters above the Holy Song Castle.

The full moon was in the sky, and the silver moonlight covered the sea of ​​clouds with a layer of silver gauze.

On a cloud, a black-clothed boy lay.

The boy muttered.

He turned over and sat up again.

Slightly sideways, Li Meng looked to the south.

"Go find the little mice. This war cannot be fought without them."

When the faint voice fell.

The figure of the young man on the cloud has disappeared.

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Southern Continent.

Outland.

Misty Mountains.

Great Rift, Black Castle.

Council Hall.

"Can the Round Table Council be cancelled?"

"Why cancel it? You are blaspheming the great Horned Rat."

"Why not cancel it? Every meeting is full of quarrels, so annoying."

"Horned Rat? The Horned Rat is a demon, it deceived us!"

"Even if the Horned Rat is a demon, it is our god!"

"Shut up, even if the Horned Rat is a god, it is the pet of His Majesty the Demon King."

It was still the round table.

The patriarchs of the thirteen clans were still arguing.

Some slapped the table.

Some spit.

The huge council hall was like a vegetable market.

The council chairman sitting in the main seat was dozing off.

He had long been accustomed to the quarrels between the clan leaders.

"Parliament chairman, don't sleep, let this meeting end!"

The clan leader sitting next to the council chairman reminded in a low voice.