After the farce of the teleportation array, we were led into her tent by Raphael.
By the way, those onlookers who were whistling, complaining mercilessly, and wiping tears of pity were all frozen into ice sculptures by Raphael snapping his fingers before leaving. If you go now, you can probably admire their last words. , it’s really gratifying.
"Come on, let's drink a cup of hot water. I'm sorry, there is no refreshing water here. I haven't been able to learn Akara's skills." In a daze, the steaming cup was handed over to me. I quickly took it, raised my head, and Facing Raphael's heart-warming mature and beautiful smile.
"And there is my little Linya."
Immediately afterwards, Raphael jumped up and hugged Linya to the gorgeous body, and kept rubbing her face. The two beauties with similar looks were so intimate that it made me feel like seeing Silos and Ecolu. The scene between the two of them is a bit...well, they're used to it.
How I wish I could see such a good relationship between the pornographic maid and her sister, I wiped away a sad tear.
By the way again, although Raphael's enthusiasm and love are a bit too much for Linya, no matter how close she is, her body and eyes seem to be deliberately avoiding Linya's breasts. Does she really care that much? As for me, I think having breasts and having small breasts doesn’t really matter. It doesn’t matter if you don’t have to feel inferior. Otherwise, Sarah. Elula or something... um. Cough cough cough.
"Grandma...Grandma, don't do this."
Linya was a little embarrassed, but it could be seen that she was still very happy to be reunited with her grandma, whom she had always admired and worked hard for, and to quickly eliminate the strangeness she had not seen for twenty years and quickly get close to her. .
Huh. etc.
Only now did I realize that Linya, who looked uneasy when she came and didn't know how to meet her idol grandma, is now able to accept her naturally.
And all of this, I thought about it again and again, can only be attributed to the farce just now. Could it be that Raphael was not actually obsessed with breasts, but staged this specially to eliminate Linya's strangeness? script?
The more I think about it, the more I feel that this is the case. She is indeed a princess of hundreds of tribes. Linya's inner uneasiness was easily resolved. This kind of handy method was no less inferior to Akala. He was worthy of being a childhood friend, and both were fox-level figures.
"What's wrong? Linya is my precious granddaughter." Raphael still stubbornly rubbed Linya's face, liking it very much.
"Except for the breasts, of course."
Don't exclude your breasts without authorization. Your bloodline is also spread there. It's just a little accident or evolution that makes it different! ! !
I flipped the table and complained and withdrew the preface. Sure enough, she still cares about breasts.
"Also...although there is nothing wrong with Linya being my precious granddaughter, calling her *** is still..." Finally giving up on Linya's cheeks that were already hot from being rubbed, Raphael took a step back and covered his face. He touched his chest as if an arrow had pierced his heart.
"It still feels too diaphragmatic. How about just calling me sister?"
Calling me sister is my diaphragm, you bastard!
"No!" Sure enough, it was a matter of principle. Linya refused without thinking.
Although many innovative suggestions have been put forward in the construction of the camp, she will definitely stick to the rules that she feels should be adhered to. Linya is such a smart and traditional girl. If she wants her to call her grandma her sister, it is probably more difficult than It’s even harder to reach the sky.
"Ugh~~, why, could it be that Xiao Linya already hates me?" Raphael threw out a sympathy card.
"If it doesn't work, it won't work. You are my grandma. This is a fact." Lin Ya raised her voice and turned her head away, as if she had no emotion at all.
"Linya bullies me, why don't you just ignore your wife?" Seeing that Linya had no way to go, Raphael came to the rescue and cast a pitiful look at me.
"Ahem, well, it's true that the two of them look very similar. Others may find it awkward if they call me ***." I coughed heavily and tried to do justice in a decent manner.
"As expected of Linya's husband, he is very reasonable." Raphael hugged him happily, his eyes sparkling.
"I have a proposal, I don't know if you two can accept it." With a flash of calmness, Raphael hugged me empty-handed, and I continued to sip the boiled water.
"In formal occasions, Linya should call Lord Raphael or Elder Raphael. In this way, everyone will feel that Lord Raphael distinguishes between public and private matters. As for private occasions, there is nothing you can do. What should I do? Just call me whatever you want."
"That's fine." Linya nodded happily. She wanted to keep her principles while not rejecting the grandma she admired. She was in a dilemma just now. This compromise method was perfect for her.
"But... damn, he is indeed Linya's husband. He is really capable. Forget it, although he did not achieve the expected goal." Raphael bit his lip, still a little unwilling.
The method Akara taught me really worked. Although we haven't seen each other for decades, it seems that we still understand each other very well.
"Then as compensation, let Xiao Wu call me Sister Raphael." She seemed to have found a way to comfort herself, and immediately suggested to me impatiently.
"Impossible, what else is Xiao Xiao Wu! Don't name others without permission!" I squirted out a mouthful of water from my nose.
Are you kidding me? If I call Sister Raphael, Linya will have to let me sleep on the floor at night. I won't make this kind of mistake. Just give up.
"Why... after finally meeting my lovely granddaughter and grandson-in-law, I have to learn to face reality..." Probably seeing the firm look in my eyes, Raphael gave up persuading and became frustrated OTZ.
"Isn't it good to be seduced by beauty?" Out of the blue, she suddenly raised her head and looked at me with pitiful eyes.
"No!" I angrily lifted the tea table 10,000 meters into the air.
Although this pitiful and pleading look is very tempting. But I'm not boasting. My immunity to beauty is much stronger than that of ordinary people.
"Tch, it's so boring. How could Linya fall in love with such a man?" The most confident part was hit, and Raphael expressed that he was hurt.
"No way, even if we have the same blood, there will be differences in aesthetics." I dealt with it more and more calmly.
I secretly glanced at Linya, she was giving me a smile of approval, if I had been shaken just now. I guess I didn't even have a chance to make a bed at night, so I slept on the floor directly.
"Really, there is nothing we can do." Raphael raised his head with a soft smile on his face.
"I'm barely qualified for the time being, so be it."
"What...what do you mean?" I asked cautiously.
"I'm talking about you." Raphael sat calmly on the chair opposite, looking between Linya and me with a friendly smile and a sharp gaze.
"Me?" I tilted my head and pointed at myself, asking in confusion.
"Although the first world and the third world cannot communicate normally, there is still no problem with basic information transmission. From the letters from the family and Akara, we know that Linya is married to a man who has several wives and maids. Even with Akara’s guarantee, as Linya’s grandmother, it’s impossible to be completely at ease, right?”
"This... can't be refuted." I shrugged my head helplessly.
Indeed, from the other party's point of view, it is understandable to worry like this. If one day I find out that my precious daughter is in love with a philandering man who has several wives, I will be worried and may even do something more radical than Raphael.
"It's commendable to understand the truth." Raphael clapped his hands, the smile on his face was full of maturity and intelligence, as well as a strange charm that could see through people's hearts, coupled with the strong affinity he exuded. Contagiousness can easily make people put down their guard and speak out their innermost thoughts without realizing it. "Wait a minute, could it be that you have been testing me since you first arrived?" I suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.
If you think about it carefully, although the main purpose of staged a family recognition farce during the teleportation array was to eliminate Linya's anxiety and diaphragm, during the period, it seemed that I was indirectly involved intentionally or unintentionally several times.
"Oh, have you been spotted? It seems to be different from what Akara said in his letter. He is quite clever."
Raphael blew the hot water in the cup, took a sip, squinted his eyes and smiled, whether it was his elegant sitting posture, movements, or smile, she looked like a noble lady, or even better, just like a noble lady. Like a queen who is in control.
Of course, this is very different from Arturia or Sister Sharna. Raphael does not have a strong "king" aura about him. He is described as a queen entirely because of his noble and elegant temperament. He has a stable and wise temperament. If there is anyone who is similar to him, I think Akara is more suitable.
The difference is that in terms of image, Akara takes on the image of a simple and mysterious prophet and old nun, so she is less noble and elegant and more mysterious and vicissitudes of life, while Raphael has the image of a princess of hundreds of tribes who is good at singing and dancing. Facing the world, she is like a king on the stage, a princess who turns diplomacy into a beautiful art. Her emotions are more changeable, and she seems to recognize a new one every moment, which is unpredictable. This leads to strong curiosity and exploration, wanting to know everything about her, and thus being deeply immersed in her charm.
Of course, this was what Akara told me. She probably guessed that Raphael would test me, and was afraid that I would fall under her charm and be judged to be disqualified and cause unnecessary trouble, so she said so much, otherwise How could I, with my mortal IQ, be able to see this just after we met, and I have become somewhat immune to Raphael's charm.
I just didn't expect that Akara was also a top-notch master in betraying his teammates.
Facing Raphael's compliment, I hummed a few times without responding, and then took a peek at Linya while drinking tea.
There was no sign of surprise on Linya's face. With her intelligence, after calming down, she must have seen Rafael's love for her and his test of me earlier than I did.
But why didn't you remind me out loud, Linya, do you really believe that I won't be deceived by Raphael?
Sensing my tearful gaze, Linya turned around and gave me a playful and sly look that was imperceptible.
"..."
I finally know now. Linya is occasionally naughty and likes to play tricks on others. Who did it inherit from?
"Oh, you can't help but flirt in front of me? It's so enviable." Raphael sighed after noticing our little behavior.
"Yes... yes, that... ahem, Linya's grandfather..."
Linya and I both blushed. In order to break the embarrassment, we quickly thought of a question and asked it.
Just, when asked like this. I suddenly realized that after so many years of knowing Linya, I had heard the name Raphael, Princess of the Hundred Tribes, countless times.
But I have never heard of who Linya's grandfather was, or even what his name was.
So in my mind, a blurry figure appeared in my mind, with no facial features drawn on the face, a male figure with a big "A" written in thick ink.
This must be fate.
"Yes... yes, where is grandpa."
Linya seemed to have just remembered that she had a grandfather, and asked quickly. It's so pitiful, so pitiful. This is the fate of passers-by.
I felt sad in my heart and wiped away a handful of tears for that man.
"A few years ago. I shouted that I was going to challenge the Four Demon Kings. I left the camp and I haven't come back yet." Raphael said, covering his forehead as he couldn't bear to witness it.
I:"……"
"Eh... Hey, grandpa, is he... okay?" Linya's beautiful eyes widened.
"Well...it's hard to say, his strength isn't that weak."
Raphael tilted his head subtly, hello. The other party is your husband. Please show some concern, please. Every role is not easy. Even if you are a passerby, you must show full respect to you evil scene-stealing characters!
A feeling of sympathy arose in my heart, and I felt sorry for Linya's grandfather.
We chatted for a while about Linya’s cross-country trip. Finally, the fierce Princess of the Hundred Tribes said goodbye.
"Forget it, let's put his matters aside for now. It's so hard to meet my precious granddaughter, how can we waste the precious reunion time?"
There is still a lot of time to reunite, we will stay for a month or two at least, so please care about your husband first, he may be crying sadly in some corner, you bastard!
With blood and tears in my heart, I seemed to see a black and white figure with a big "A" painted on its back. Among countless identical figures crowded together, I lowered my head sadly and left step by step. Finally, I got on the road called a passerby. The numbered train disappeared at the end of the track.
So until the end, I still didn’t know what Linya’s grandfather’s name was…
