I rubbed my eyes. The few rays of bright sunshine that filtered in from outside the window made my eyes black. I straightened up dizzily. The cool breeze blowing from the nearby lush forest made me dizzy. I retreated back into the bed and narrowed my eyes again.
It is indeed a magic tent. Although it looks simple on the outside, it is fully functional inside. Where did this window come from? No matter how you look at the tent, there is no way it could have such a thing! It is simply more advanced than the high technology in the previous world.
It was already a sleep (?) ago that I came back with Sister Sharna. To be honest, I really didn’t know how I came back at that time. The entire teleportation array was drowned by the sea of cheers. After all, it was enough. For hundreds of years, there has not been a warrior who can challenge Andariel alone. This is the result that my sister has earned with her own blood and sweat, and it is the honor she deserves.
Originally I thought she was going to be lost for a while - because when she just walked out of Andariel Palace, she looked so haggard and sad, and the feeling of emptiness after achieving her goal, if I want to describe it, it is The novel I have been following for more than ten years finally comes to an end, which is often filled with emptiness rather than joy.
But after just one sleep, she returned to her original self, and her eyes expanded from a shallow lake to the entire blue sky and sea. The moment she opened her eyelashes, I knew that our Roger The Queen is back again.
While I am happy for my sister to get back on her feet, I also feel a sense of selfish loss. After all, she is so weak and intoxicating. Maybe this is the first and last time I see her like that... …
Not long after leaving the teleportation station, I took advantage of the crowd and quietly got rid of the hand she was holding tightly. After returning to the small tent of my mage guild, I fell down. To be honest, I didn't like this scene very much. Compared to being sought after by thousands of people. I'd rather have a good night's sleep.
It is painful to be ignored, and it is painful to be too popular. Only those who are in a balanced position between the two can live comfortably. This is where I, as a senior otaku, have a higher awareness than ordinary people.
So, now is the time since that sleep. According to previous experience, I slept for at least more than a day during this sleep.
Just go back to sleep.
I muttered in a daze, the wind was so comfortable.
It's a pity that God did not fulfill his wish. As soon as I lay down, the little oriole appeared.
"Sir, get up, don't go back to sleep. You have been sleeping for two whole days. My lord, my lord, I know you have just woken up. Don't pretend to be asleep anymore, get up quickly, really..."
A sweet voice that I will never tire of hearing keeps ringing softly in my ears, but unfortunately it sounds more like a lullaby to me. So my eyes narrowed deeply.
"My lord, my lord, don't sleep anymore, the sun is shining on your butt..."
The owner of the voice stepped up his attack and bent down. Two soft little hands pushed me gently. A naughty strand of hair hangs by my ear, and the faint smell of shampoo makes people couldn't help but put their noses there. There seems to be a cool little ornament hanging on the hair bundle, which makes a light and clear ringing sound as the hair bundle swings.
I couldn't sleep peacefully under this kind of attack. I frowned, subconsciously stretched out my hands, grabbed the owner of the voice and hugged him tightly into my arms. Suddenly, a familiar body fragrance rushed towards me.
"Let me sleep a little longer, love---
Suddenly, my brain, which was half asleep, suddenly started to wake up.
No, this is not the scent of Alice. I opened my eyes suddenly and glanced at the girl who was held in my arms and closed her eyes tightly. Even her fair and clear neck and ears were already red.
"Ah----that----Vilas, just let me sleep for a while."
I continued in a stiff voice with no trace of sleepiness anymore, feeling cold sweat all over my body.
Fortunately, Vilas didn't see my current state. No, I guess she couldn't even hear what I said.
Her delicate body was trembling violently, and her whole body was tightly stretched. Her fair and pretty face was redder than an apple, and she could even smell a faint scent of sweat at her temples. If she looked closely, she felt dizzy. . . He was so nervous that he couldn't even breathe. Half of his red face was from embarrassment, and the other half must be from holding back...
I smiled dumbly. If I hugged her like this, she might really suffocate herself to death.
I gently let go of this shy girl with both hands, and just as I was about to say something, I didn't expect that Vilas' body seemed to be on a spring. As soon as I let go of my hand, she jumped up like a grasshopper, and her weak body lifted her up. A gust of wind disappeared without a trace in front of my eyes in an instant.
I stared at the empty door dumbfounded. Could this be the legendary "quiet as a virgin, active as a rabbit"? It's a bit too strong.
Almost half an hour later, after I lazily dressed and washed, Vilas walked in with breakfast in hand. If you look carefully, you can see a cute blush on her face. hehe
However, when I walked out of the tent and was about to stretch out in the autumn morning light, a sweet voice with a hint of childishness came flying from a distance, and suddenly my waist was stretched hard. Stationed.
"Big Brother Big Brother
The voice was like an angel, and the face was like an angel, but it drove me into the boundless abyss. Even the autumn sunshine seemed too dazzling for me, who instantly became a humble abyss creature.
"Hehe, big brother, morning----"
The little angel jumped up and down with her petite body without any scruples, and slammed into my arms. Her pink little hands gently hugged her neck, and her delicate body, as soft and sweet as a feather, hung on my body and refused to come down.
"Sarah, why are you here?"
I couldn't help but look at the little angel hanging around my neck acting coquettishly.
"Miss Sarah has visited dozens of times in the past two days, but the adults have been sleeping and don't know."
Veras, who was skillfully drying clothes on the side, came over and explained with a harmless smile.
"Sister Vilas, as you said, just call me Sarah."
Sarah jumped her pink head over my shoulder, pouting and complaining unhappily to Vilas.
"Hehe----yes. Miss Sarah."
Just like I had asked her to call me by my first name more than dozens of times, Vilas was very stubborn in some aspects, and even Sarana was already proficient in it. The invincible look and coquettish offensive were also completely ineffective.
Sometimes I think about it again. The women gathered around him may be really scary, just like Ultraman, who more or less always has a few tricks that can crush his enemies to pieces.
Needless to say, Sister Sharna, the title of Queen Rogge alone can already explain everything; little Sarah's innocent and considerate coquettish offensive is invincible, but she is defeated by Veras' gentle and touching motherly light. smile dissolves;
As for Alice, this little ghost, I no longer know how to describe her. Sometimes she is as gentle and intelligent as a saint, and sometimes she is as coquettish and naughty as a kitten. Her biggest characteristic is that she can say very pornographic things with a sweet smile. Very violent topic. Especially after learning some unnecessary things from me recently, this skill has reached a state of perfection.
The only one who is relatively normal is probably the little wizard Linya. No, maybe it's because I don't have a close relationship with her, and I haven't discovered her true nature yet... Is Wai's vision very dazzling? "
Alice in my arms spoke to me in a troubled tone, as if she was helpless watching a lost lamb heading towards the abyss of depravity.
"It's so strange, it's so strange. Vilas is an apprentice in the Mage Guild. Sarah is a student in the Mage Training Camp. They shouldn't have anything in common. Why are they walking together?"
On a certain street in Rogge's camp, a dark figure shrouded under a cloak murmured to himself. Take a closer look. Even the remaining half of its (? unknown object's) face was densely covered by a black scarf, with only a pair of dark eyes exposed from the whole body.
This unknown black figure was cunningly sticking out half of its head from behind the box of a certain stall, staring closely at the two girls in front of them who were walking together like close friends, and did not notice the surprised gazes of passers-by. The figure of a patrolling soldier monitoring.
"This is the tragedy of having two boats." Alice concluded smugly.
"Wrong, this is too charming and sad. As a profound man with culture, virtue and style. My biggest failure is that I have made too many women sad..."
The shadow narcissistically brushed the exposed black hair.
"Wow!! I didn't expect that there are mirrors for sale here----"
Alice pointed to the stall where I was hiding.
"Please cooperate with me sometimes, okay? Don't change the subject with such hurtful topics----"
"Xiaofan, I understand. Don't worry----"
The little ghost responded with a sweet smile. Just when I thought with tears in my eyes that she finally understood what it means to be humane, the next sentence made me suddenly vomit blood.
"Even if I wake up one morning and find you chopped into pieces with a hatchet or cut into several pieces by a saw, I won't be surprised."
"You really know a lot, don't you?" I glared angrily.
"Where, you teach me well."
The little ghost ignored my threat, smiled and bowed to me like a lady.
"Can't you stuff something useful into your idiot head?" I gritted my teeth.
"This is really rude. I don't remember you ever teaching me anything useful."
She still replied with an elegant and gentle smile,
It felt like today's little ghost had eaten several tons of gunpowder and seemed not to be trifled with. I hummed and closed my mouth, trying to follow him furtively.
"Hey, you, yes, don't look around. It's you. What do you want to do? Come and lie down with me." The top of my head was dark when I was crouching on the ground, and I felt that my shoulder was suddenly pressed hard by a big hand. Grabbing it, I raised my head and saw a few Rogge soldiers with spears in their hands and long bows on their backs. They were surrounding me with the face of "I am a city manager"...
"You want to capture me, the number one master in Rogge's camp. It's still early."
In a deserted corner, I proudly tore off the black cloth on my face and untied the cloak that was tightly wrapped around my body. The magical druid Lord Wu Fan. The honorary elder of Rogge camp officially appeared.
"I always feel that it is very embarrassing. Even if no one finds out, it is still very embarrassing."
The little ghost covered his forehead with his hand, his silver eyes flashing with despair.
"Don't say it so harshly. Aren't we a combination where both prosper and suffer losses?" I comforted the little ghost with a smile.
"That's why I feel sad, ugh..."
Ignore the confused wailing of the little ghost in the necklace. I walked out of the alley with a calm face, but a group of Rogge soldiers came face to face.
"Good morning, Lord Fan."
The leading captain stood up straight and saluted me.
"Good morning, look at you guys in a hurry, what happened?"
"Ah, yes, the seventh patrol team just reported that there seems to be a suspicious cloaked stalker nearby..."
The patrol leader reported to me respectfully.
"That's right. Then come on, I'll pay a little attention too."
"Yes, yes, thank you for your help, sir. If I were discovered by you. That abominable stalker must be unable to escape."
"Aha--I hope so."
Faced with the patrol captain's burning eyes, what else could I say? Get out of the way quickly.
You should rest as soon as possible, you will never catch the ground in your life... Of course, I can only say this in my heart.
"Hey, it's so empty..."
It will take at least a month for Andariel to be resurrected. That means I can still take a good rest for a month. When I think about it, I feel like I have nothing to do. Forget it, let’s go back to our small tent and continue to catch up on some sleep.
"Vilas knows about Sarah's existence and her status in my mind. As for Sarah, I don't know. Although I haven't confessed anything to her, don't look at this little girl at such a young age. , she has a smart mind, there is no guarantee that she didn’t find any clues from Vilas..."
I whispered to Alice as I walked, hoping that this "candidate saint lady with piercing eyes" could find some useful clues from it.
"Vilas is a very well-behaved girl and is easily satisfied. Maybe she is trying to have a good relationship with Sarah..."
There was some guilt in my voice.
"Is it really?"
What answered me was Alice's melodic question.
"Even if Vilas accepts Sarah's existence, she will not take the initiative to fight for anything, but don't forget that a woman's instinct is very scary. Maybe she does have such thoughts, but without realizing it, It’s not surprising that he has no intention of making some small moves to compete for favor!”
"Didn't you notice something from the meeting between the two this morning? Think about it more carefully!"
"This morning?"
I squinted my eyes and thought for a while. First, Sarah rushed over, and then they were all ordinary conversations.
"The smell of gunpowder is very strong! Hmph!
Inside the necklace, the little ghost hugged his knees tightly, blinked with troubled eyes, and hummed in an inaudible voice. The whole space seemed to be filled with a sour breath.
While I was thinking, I suddenly stopped and looked at the scene in front of me in stunned silence.
Over the fence, the sky was full of yellow sand, and the howling north wind made my face hurt. The tents stood crookedly like eggplants beaten by frost. They looked like two western cowboys often shown on TV somewhere. The scene of a duel on the street in front of the desolate village tavern.
I took a few steps back speechlessly, turned around, and saw the prosperous Rogge Camp, although it could not be called prosperous.
"Where is this? Is it really the Mages Guild that I left less than two hours ago? Or is it that my Lu Chi's skills have been upgraded? Or is it because of Belial's illusion?"
I held my head in disbelief and moaned incoherently.
Even Alice made a confused sound, but at least it could be ruled out that she was a road idiot or that she was under an illusion spell by Beryl.
I looked around cautiously, only to realize that there seemed to be a very strange atmosphere around me, whether it was the Mages Guild in the fence that seemed to be in another world, or the clear laughter of pedestrians passing by occasionally. It gave me a creepy feeling.
This is a conspiracy, a huge conspiracy is coming over me.
