After the quarterfinals. Akara also announced. The next Final Four. That is the semi-finals. It will be held in three days.
Although this decision is a bit surprising. But the adventurer has no regrets. Today's quarterfinals. The impact on them was too great. It is far from comparable to yesterday's top 16 match. I really have to use my words to describe it. It's like the difference between the National Football Youth Cup and the World Cup.
In the round of sixteen. Just me and Hadamas. The two battles between Muradin and the clean barbarian Naais are more intense. But in the quarterfinals I played Muradin. Especially the shocking battle between Sister Sharna and Yaluo. It's not a series at all.
Three days of rest. Just enough for these adventurers to calm down. Savor the aftertaste of the quarterfinals. Let the big gossips and the little gossips go. Vent out all the gossip versions that have been brewing in your heart for a long time. He rants, curses, and spits. If the semi-finals are held immediately. I'm afraid it will really make their already pounding hearts. I can no longer bear the stress. Direct strike.
The next Final Four. Only the mysterious Druid cloaked man Wu Fan is left. Carlos, whose speed made even the assassins hide their faces in tears. A humanoid dragon-like Seattleitek. There are also those who have successfully entered the pseudo-realm. Sharna has unparalleled skills. No matter who these four people meet. It will be an extremely fierce battle. The excitement is definitely even better than the quarter-finals.
Four people inside. It was Erna who had the loudest voice. The first reason. Of course, it’s still a question of the “masculine nature” of male adventurers. And female impostors. He also spared no effort to support this only woman who made it to the top 16. It can be said that men and women kill each other. It’s hard not to become popular.
As for the second reason. It's a bit more sexual. Sharna was in the match with Yaluo. The strength of the pseudo-realm has been demonstrated to everyone. Although many adventurers speculate. The other three in the semi-finals. It is estimated that it may also be pseudo-domain level strength. But speculation is speculation. There is never any real peace of mind. Anyway, Sharna already has pseudo-domain level strength. Even if the other three are all pseudo-field-level masters. It’s not necessarily a loss, let alone what if it’s not?
Therefore, Sharna received the support of almost more than three-quarters of the adventurers. | is obvious.
The time has entered the day after the quarterfinals. Camp Rogge became lively again as expected. The bar was filled with restless adventurers early in the morning. The belated adventurers simply found an empty space. Set up some tables. He poured a few glasses of cold ale and slapped the table with his big hand. They squirted at each other. Speaking of intense places. They even lunged at each other with bared teeth and struggled with each other. Just speak with your fists. Poor Rogue soldier. These three days are probably going to be very busy.
The three Lal brothers. He ran over as soon as he was a kid. Trying to get on the pirate ship. It would be a good choice to attend the debate feast outside on a normal day. But I don't have time to listen to other people's bragging. And the protagonist includes himself.
Send them out early. After breakfast I hurried out. I casually kissed the tender little face of Willas who came back from cooling off her clothes outside, and kissed her increasingly plump breasts. Then Willas, who was blushing to the point of smoking, chased him to the door of the Mages Guild with a pan.
Haha little idiot. Like "The mage's feet want to fuck me." Let’s wait until we learn how to teleport.
but. How to fix the next lunch...
Well. Just take a few bites outside. Of course. Vilas, who is in charge of the family, is not to be messed with.
I pulled my cloak hood down. Quickly move through the bustling streets. I originally thought that this way I wouldn't attract much attention. But it was obviously a miscalculation. Dozens of times more eyes than before fell on me.
Impossible. Before going out, I clearly held Princess Sanwu in my arms. He came out after getting enough of her non-existent aura. Could it be...could it be the original non-existent aura. Instead, it was swallowed and absorbed by her. Has it become more eye-catching?
I pricked up my ears. He planned to listen to the noisy sounds around him, like countless bald monks chanting Buddhist sutras in his ears. A glimpse of information. I really heard the clues.
"Hey, look. That person. Could it be Wu Fan, the druid among the top four, right?" Adventure A-word.
"Impossible. The camp is so big. A big shot like this. How could we meet him by chance?" said the adventurer B.
"You can't go wrong. Look at that cloak. Yes. That very conspicuous cloak. In these days, which adventurer still wears such an outdated cloak. It is said that the only one in the entire battalion is the druid Wu Fan.
"Adventurer A said in a very decisive tone.
"Really? Listen to what you said. It seems to be the case. Look, the figures are similar." Adventurer B's tone changed from doubtful to convinced.
"..." Me at this moment. Suddenly, I realized the loveliness of "white lies".
Is it time for Willas to sew some other styles of cloaks?
My goal is the training camp of the North District of the camp. I thought those students were on vacation. It should be a little cleaner here. But here's what surprised me. This place is actually more lively than Adventurer Paradise.
One. The training camp was empty. Just right for those adventurers to set up a few tables. Arguing in high spirits. If you want to use - head, hand and tail. There is also a competition ring nearby that can be used. It's simply more convenient than being in a bar.
Then again. What if the adventurer in the bar wants to fight with his fists?
"..."
Amen. Pray again for the "new new" Roger bar. I hope this martial arts competition will be over. Its name will not be changed to Three New Rogge Bars.
The second reason - in this world. There’s never a shortage of nostalgic guys. The adventurers who spent their childhood in training camps. It’s hard to come back at once. Come here if you get a chance. Pointing to the direction of the past life. He told me which scratches on which tree were carved by him. There is also an adventurer. Proudly claiming to have jumped onto the roof of the tent. It urinates in the wind like a golden rooster.
The result...of course I wet my pants. The wind above was quite strong.
Listening to all kinds of interesting stories along the way. About ten minutes away. I was getting to the edge of training camp. A small slope not far away. The quiet forest behind is still vivid in my mind.
The strange thing is that the environment here is so good. But no one in danger came here to make a noise. I scratched my head in confusion. The only one standing on the hillside. Walk in the direction of a small tent that is particularly conspicuous.
here. It's Shar
I have been living in that direction. In the hearts of the camp's adventurers. This is a small hillside. This ordinary little white tent. It exists like a royal palace and a queen's palace for the entire army.
When I get close. I happened to see the old drunkard coming out of it. Although I am surprised by this drunken guy. Surprisingly enough to wake up early in the morning, I went up to him and said hello.
"How are you, sister? Are you still asleep?" I looked inside the ajar door. I asked the old drunkard in a low voice. "No, that stinky girl has woken up. It's true. She was alive and kicking early in the morning. Please show some understanding to the adults who want to sleep until night. After all, she is still a little monkey who has not been weaned." The old drunkard said He responded with a yawn. Squint your eyes. The burgundy bangs on her forehead still have some indentations caused by sleeping. He looked like he hadn't woken up at all.
"No. I think you are the only one who thinks this way." I complained mercilessly about the old drunkard. After hesitating for a while, I continued to ask.
"Yalo's matter. Have you told sister yet?"
"Oh. You mean Yaluo. I told her just now. Although I also want to understand Yaluo's inexplicable inferiority complex and hide his identity. But things have already happened. You have the power. Know the truth.”
The old drunkard said oh. As if it just happened. He responded nonchalantly. That faint sense of sadness that Yaro brought yesterday. She had already forgotten him.
"I'm presumptuous, but let me ask. How did you explain it to your sister?" I saw the old drunkard looking careless. I couldn't help but feel a little worried.
"Are you still asking? It's such a simple thing. Hahahahaha——" The old drunkard laughed. Give me a thumbs up. His white teeth flashed with confidence.
"The mage who fought with you is your boss. His real name is Yaluo. After using inherited magic to let you break through to the pseudo-realm, he died - this is the explanation. It's perfect."
"It would be even better if you were willing to let me punch you a few times now." I smiled eagerly. He smiled so hard that veins appeared on his forehead.
"Pay back the money. Hurry up and give me the five gold I borrowed from you last month." A trick to deal with old drunkards. Sure enough, this is the best.
The old drunkard turned pale. Then he laughed again: "Ah hahaha. What are you talking about? Dear Wu. That kind of distant thing."
Then he patted my shoulder meaningfully. In a tone of vicissitudes of life. Elder kiss. Sigh. Said heavily.
"If we adventurers don't learn to forget, we won't be able to survive."
Then there was a squeak. Before I could react. A trail of dust was left behind. The figure disappeared.
cut. The monk ran away. Can't escape the temple. It doesn’t matter if you forget. I will use Wu’s unique shampoo trick. 119 shampoo recipe. This guy can remember exactly how many times he peed on the bed as a baby.
Come back. I carefully stepped into my sister's tent. Open the tent door. With the intrusion of light. My sister's figure was clearly reflected in my eyes.
She sat on the bed. A face with rounded and soft lines. There is no coldness that usually keeps people away from thousands of miles away. Instead, it shows a quiet temperament. No matter how powerful the queen is. There is also such a peaceful side occasionally.
When I came in. She looked a little dazed. It seems that he didn't hear the conversation between me and the old drunkard outside the tent at all. This is not surprising. Even if she is a sister. When I heard a father suddenly appeared in my mind. And he is the mage who is fighting his life and death in the ring. Even dead. No matter how calm you are. You won't be able to bear it at all.
When I opened the tent. My sister seemed to wake up as well. Slowly raised his head. The beautiful eyes turned into sea blue again. Reflecting the pure and clear gaze like deep mountain spring water. fell on me. As always, I was given the special treatment that only I can enjoy - a gentle and watery smile. There was just a hint of confusion in it.
"Sister. Are you okay?"
I opened my mouth. In the end, I couldn't say any words of comfort. It felt like it was superfluous to my sister, just such an ordinary greeting. He sat down next to her. He stared blankly at his sister's side face. Start to stay.
The tent was quiet for a while. My sister took a deep breath. As if thinking just now. It seemed like it had consumed a lot of her energy. Lean your soft body closer. Put your arms around me. Take another deep breath.
"As expected, I am still warm in my brother's arms."
She said this in an almost coquettish tone. It’s probably hard for other adventurers to imagine. Usually high and high. Just a cold look can make any adventurer feel inferior. Queen Sharna who dare not look at her. To actually lean into a man's arms and say such words in such a tone.
"Really? If it's warm, just lean on her for a while. My arms serve my sister around the clock." I saw Sister Sharna showing another kind of charm. I couldn't help but laugh. Gently stroking her long golden hair that was flowing down like cloth.
There was silence for a while. My sister seemed to feel much calmer. She still stayed in my arms and refused to get up. He murmured vaguely: "Brother. What do you think I should do now?"
It turned out that I was having a conversation with an old drunkard. My sister has already heard about this kind of Ben who can pick up all the movements within a hundred meters of the surrounding area while staying still. I'm afraid it's enough to be included in the top ten unique skills.
"How do you feel in your sister's heart right now?" I tilted my head and thought about it. I find this question really difficult to answer.
"What does it feel like? It's probably nothing. I was suddenly told by that old woman that I have a father. And the mage I fought with yesterday is dead. I couldn't react at all."
Said so. My sister closed her eyes lightly, as if carefully savoring her current psychological feelings.
"I don't feel lonely. I don't feel sad. I don't feel anything about this father who suddenly appeared and enhanced my strength. Even for his death. Brother, tell me. Am I too ruthless?"
"How could that happen?!" I couldn't help but hug my sister tightly. Feel that warm body temperature. Soft to the touch.
"Anyone who encounters this kind of thing will probably feel confused. The father who originally thought he no longer existed has no memories or feelings. He will really cry to his death.
People think it’s too fake.”
"Then what should I do now?" my sister's tone. It still sounded a bit confused.
"No need to do anything. Although there are no feelings or memories. But the father who I thought did not exist appears in front of me. I can see him for the last time. I know what he looks like. I will recall it later. Ah. It turns out that he is my father. Like this. It’s better than not knowing anything, right?”
"That's right. Let's take risks. We should know enough." My sister seemed to be attracted by my exaggerated tone. He smiled amusedly. Then he raised his head in my arms. Suddenly he asked me an unexpected question.
"Where is my younger brother? Where are my younger brother's parents? I don't know anything about them?"
"its me."
I touched my head blankly. Recalling the experience of the original world that has been in the corner for a long time.
"They died when they were very young. My little self has long forgotten what they looked like. Even when I mentioned the word "parents" when I was young, I felt no different from strangers." He lowered his head and glanced at his sister. I scratched my head in embarrassment.
"If my sister's current thoughts are nothing, then I am probably the same. Don't worry. No matter what, there is still me. I will hold your hand and stay with you all the time."
"Is that so? It turns out that my brother is just like me." It was the first time my sister heard about my past. He seemed to be stunned for a moment | in surprise. Soft and boneless hands wrapped around him.
"My brother imagined it. You have to be strong."
"Nowhere. I don't have parents. But I have a grandma who loves me. My previous life was so happy for my sister. It's simply incomparable." I shook my head gently.
"So. I want to give my happiness to my sister. I have no mother, no relatives, no friends. It doesn't matter. I can give all the affection my sister needs. I won't... give it to others."
Said. I hugged my sister tightly with some emotion. Let each other's body temperature convey to each other the infinite emotions pouring out of our hearts at this moment. It makes people want to live forever like this.
"Hmm~~Zi~~"
It was so delicate that it was hard to imagine that it came from my sister's lips. It can make all men moan with emotion. Let me have three hundred and sixty pores all over my body. It's like pouring wine. Get excited. This soft moan is charming. It is simply not inferior to the little fox with all three tails open.
Um? Did you hear something wrong just now? There is nothing wrong with that. You definitely heard that right! !
purple? !
I will bury my sister's pretty face in my arms. He gently lifted it up and saw the pretty face that was as pure and beautiful as an elf. It has been stained with an intoxicating blush. The blurred sea-blue eyes were covered with mist. There is an extremely seductive charm in the pure love.
This state is completely drunk! ! ! !
Although I know my sister is drunk when she drinks. Even the low-alcohol ale soaked in 99% by the fat profiteer in Roger's Bar was not immune. But it’s so surreal that you can get drunk even listening to other people’s words! ! !
"Hahahaha.~~. Brother Zi~~why~ keep talking. My sister really~~likes to hear what you say. Keep talking~~
My sister had a drunken and charming smile. He said with a cute nasal voice that said he was tired of killing people. It turns out. Iceberg beauty. The proud queen. Once that barrier is broken and one's charm is revealed, the charm will be amplified thousands of times. It is definitely not something that humans can resist.
right. That’s human! ! Men, women, old and young all killed! !
very lucky. It still belongs to the category of class, so even in front of the three-tailed fox. He was confident that he could barely stay awake and suddenly became extremely intoxicated. I looked dizzy at Sister Li's bright red and charming face and her deeply moving, rippling eyes. Like a whirlpool. It sucked my whole soul in.
"Keep talking. Brother~"
My sister continues to act coquettishly. He kept rubbing his eggs in my arms. Then he suddenly raised his head. The slender neck stretched out in an instant. Use a gorgeous red lip. Block me. The pink tongue came out. Like a kitten licking milk on my lips. From time to time, I would use my shell teeth to take a bite on it.
Woohoo~~How can you let me continue talking like this?
I opened my mouth. Holding my sister's restless fragrance in my mouth. Slowly suck the sweet saliva on it. The sensitive tip of the tongue was attacked. The blush on my sister's face became more and more rosy. His breathing also began to become rapid.
Completely lost in this kiss. I don’t know when. I had pushed my sister down on the bed. Her thin top lifted up. The pair of exploding penises popped out. Various shapes are constantly changing in the palm of my hand. huge. Soft and fragrant. Creamy. Amazing elasticity. It kept stimulating my hands to knead harder.
The clothes on his body were taken off at some point. Taken off by someone. At this point there are two of us. It’s close to being honest.
No...not good. A flash of clarity rose before him. Sounding alarms in my head.
Although in Lu Gaoyin's time|. My sister and I also sleep together every day. And my sister even has a hobby of sleeping naked. This isn't the first time I've encountered this situation. But it's different now. My sister and I. They were all in a state of complete emotion.
But then. Not much happened. Because I know she looks sexy, tall and mature. In fact, I have absolutely no knowledge in this area. This may be the only aspect where the third princess can completely defeat her.
On the last birthday of God. I once suffered a bitter pill because of this. It even left a huge shadow in my heart. So much so that I swore that before my sister understood this aspect. It is absolutely forbidden to cross the border even a step. That pain. It is definitely the greatest sorrow in a man's life. If it weren't for the adventurer's recovery. I'm afraid I've...
Dull pain from memories. Finally my brain came to my senses. He arched his waist slightly. To avoid being discovered by my sister again. Here comes the second impact of the universe.
God does not fulfill people's wishes. Just when I was trying to shift the key position. A soft little hand. But he held it accurately. While moaning uncontrollably in comfort. My eyes also shed two lines of male tears.
"Sister... you... you can do whatever you want. But you must not pull it out..."
"Brother Zi~~
The next moment. My sister suddenly turned over. Pressed me down. Sit on my waist. Those little hands seemed to be holding some treasure. Still holding it firmly without letting go.
