When we returned to Rogge Camp and reported the good news to Akara, she also had a smile on her face after hearing the fifth master’s decision. If Kajiel can be cured and Angelil can come back, then the alliance will have another chance. There will be one more quasi-four-wing thug, this old fox who is an evil capitalist oppressor must be thinking so in his heart.
"Well, in this way, you can finally continue to practice with peace of mind, without me, an old woman, having to worry too much."
"Sorry for causing you so much trouble." Carlos looked apologetic, not only to Akara, but also to everyone. Everyone has been thinking about how to help him and revolve around him during this time. Now the matter is resolved , when he came back to his senses, Carlos realized how much everyone had paid for this.
"It's okay, it's okay, old lady, my most important task now is to help you solve all kinds of problems, big and small, so that you can calm down and practice well. Who said that you are the future of the alliance?"
Akara had a smile on her face. Although she said she was willing to work hard, why did I always feel like I was feeding pigs, trying to make us full and sharpen our knives? No, it seems that her old fox image has been deeply ingrained in my heart and cannot be changed.
"Actually, Seattle Lake also has a small problem now." I rolled my eyes and suddenly said.
"Junior brother Wu, you can't talk nonsense. If I have any problem, I won't tell Akara myself, so I ask you to talk too much." Seatik's face changed greatly, and he probably guessed what I was going to say.
I ignored him and said under Akara's interested gaze: "Seattlek sighed just now, saying that he must find a partner as soon as possible to start a family, he must have perfect muscle lines, and he must go back to brewing wine. Of course, the first The two conditions are secondary because they can be learned.”
"You bastard, I was just joking!!!"
Seattlek showed an expression that was indeed the case, and then became furious. He rushed towards me and wanted to tear my mouth off, but was stopped by the witty Carlos. They started making trouble in Akara's tent, but be careful not to tear it down.
"Oh? The troublesome Seatik finally has the idea of starting a family?"
Akara's energy was lifted at that moment. Countless wisdom and ideas seemed to flash through his white eyes, which made people tremble with fear. This terrible enthusiasm seemed to be more than just wanting to find a wife for Seattle Lake. I also want to open a harem for him.
According to the gossip, the old fox seemed to have played a big role in Pastor Alukaki and Carlos, but Carlos was obsessed with his angel wife, leaving Akara helpless.
Now in the blink of an eye, she has her mind set on Seattle Ke again. What is she going to do?
Thinking about the past few years, to be more precise, it was not long after I came to Rogge Camp. Starting from the time of Vilas, I met, fell in love with, and combined with the girls again and again. It seemed that it was more or less the case. The shadow of this old fox behind the scenes clearly wants me to become the prince of hundreds of tribes.
At that time, I thought she just wanted to use me as a hub to closely connect various races with the alliance, but then I thought about it carefully, no, at least Vilas and Sarah are not princesses of any clan. Why is Kara so concerned?
Now when I think about the treatment of Seattle Lake and Carlos, I can't help but tremble. I understand, I finally understand, Akara treats us as stallions, not only squeezing our labor force, but also taking small ideas into our hands. Our descendants have gone up. Perhaps in her opinion, if we have such talents, our descendants must be quite outstanding. If we have more children, there will be countless second, third, and fourth generation heroes in the future. .
This is the same conclusion I made before, what is the most important mission of the first generation of heroes? It's not about defeating the Demon King, but giving birth to more second-generation warriors. After more than ten generations, the Demon King and his family can be drowned even by using the human sea tactic. There is no other way, because humans have no other strengths and have the strongest reproductive ability.
However, Akara helped me get so many harems and pseudo-harems, but still no results. I have picked up several good baby girls. This old fox may have been disappointed in me. No wonder I always feel like a harem recently. There hasn’t been an increase for many years. Is this the reason?
This world is indeed full of conspiracy and malice, and adults are all a bunch of dirty-minded people.
Thinking like this out of ten, I actually feel happy in my heart. No matter what Akara did behind the scenes, the deep relationship between me and the girls is real. Maybe I have to thank her. Of course, Thank you can't just talk about it, you have to take some practical actions. I have decided that when I go back, I will work hard with the girls to do some child-making activities to satisfy the expectations of the second generation of Akala's brave men.
While I was thinking about it, the topic on the other side seemed to have a twist. I don’t know what method Seike used to get rid of Akara’s idea, or maybe Akara just didn’t mention it with his mouth, but he had it in his heart. Make a plan.
"So that letter was not used?"
"Yes, it's right here. Please take it back." Carlos respectfully took out the envelope from his arms and handed it to Akara. After this incident, Akara spared no effort to help and truly received Carlos' gratitude and respect.
"Grandma Akara, let me see what's written on it." I shamelessly approached it, intending to take a look at the envelope, which would allow Mr. Wu to make some compromises, which made me very curious.
"Go, go, little kid, what kind of letter are you reading? It's not time for you to care about this." Akara waved at me kindly, and quickly put the letter in his arms to prevent me from reading it.
"That's right, you're a kid, go home and change your diaper." Seattleik was slapped by me just now, and now he was grinning widely and couldn't wait to get revenge.
"No matter how young I am, I am still a married man. I am not as naive as some people who don't even have a wife." I responded in a weird voice.
The barbarian's smile froze, and he coughed loudly as if he was being choked by something.
"Okay, stop arguing. You two are both half-matched and uneasy. At least, Carlos is watching you, so I can feel more at ease." Akara shook his head and sighed.
"It seems like Carlos is the father who worked hard to raise us." I muttered dissatisfiedly.
"That's really interesting. Regardless of Seattle, considering your age, it's just right for Carlos to be your father." Akara showed an interested look, looking at me and then at Carlos. Suddenly regretful.
"Unfortunately, it's nothing like it."
I burst into tears immediately, Akara, you want to say how ugly a woman Carlos had to marry to neutralize his handsomeness and give birth to such an ordinary me, right? Although this is true, it is too hurtful. , I’m going to defect to the Fallen Alliance, you bastard!
"If I had a son like Junior Brother Wu, I would be under a lot of pressure." Carlos smiled happily, Angelil was expected to return, and the silly smile on this good old knight's face never stopped.
"Why are you mentioning Carlos? In fact, my age is very suitable to be the father of Junior Brother Wu, isn't it?" Seattleik shook his bald head and suddenly interjected, also wanting to take advantage of me.
"You?" Akara glanced at him and said something outrageous: "You'd better find a wife quickly."
The barbarian's face was so bitter that he could squeeze out the juice of bitter melon.
After leaving the little black shop in Akara, Carlos finally remembered the business. It was not the time to feel completely at ease yet. Angelil was going to go to the elves in a few days, and he had to make arrangements.
Unfortunately, due to the rules of this bet, he couldn't meet Angelil, and naturally he couldn't go to the elves to greet her in person, so this important task was left to us.
"I'm sorry that this matter has to trouble you two. I hope you can go greet Angelil and don't make her feel too lonely." Carlos asked us solemnly.
"Aren't you talking nonsense? I will have to take Kajie'er with me then, so don't worry and leave it to me." I confidently slapped my chest, not thinking about who we are?
"It's okay, Junior Brother Wu is the prince of the Elf clan. Even if he is a pretty boy in the eyes of other elves, he still has a little bit of power." Seattleik echoed with malicious intent.
"What did you say? What did you say? You pretty boy? Seattlek, your news has lagged behind. I am now among the elves, and my reputation is second only to Arturia and the Twelve Knights. There is still a statue of me at the border." I put on a strong pose to correct Seattle's misinformation.
"Really? According to my survey, the one elf male most wants to tie up and throw to the bottom of the sea is you, Junior Brother Wu, isn't it?" Seattleik asked pretending to be confused.
"That...that's an exception. I am very prestigious in front of women, the elderly and children." I bit my tongue in pain. It seemed that the sequelae of marrying my king were still there. I was among the elf men. Still the unshakable No.1.
"But I am indeed interested in the statue you mentioned. Let's go and take a look at it another day." Seattleik picked his nostrils and said again.
"Well... forget it, just don't look at those flashy things."
I felt guilty again. The hanging man statue in the Sky Tribe Plaza, without any explanation, gave others the first impression that it was like being subjected to some kind of torture by being hung upside down, and its effect was no less effective than that of a paper mill. The Meditator, compared to the bronze statue of Arturia and I holding hands in the wedding town, is simply not too normal.
"It's really suspicious. Is there something shameful you are hiding from us?" The suspicious Seatik looked me up and down, staring at me until I had goosebumps all over my body.
"No, how could there be one? Hahaha~~~" I smiled, trying my best to stay calm.
"You two, stop quarreling, Junior Brother Wu, Angelil will bother you to make more arrangements when the time comes." Carlos interrupted our conversation at just the right place and said.
Before I could answer, Seatik was beside himself with pride: "Don't worry, leave it to us. I have specially prepared twenty jars of fine wine for Angelil to ensure that she will not be lonely in the elves."
I:"……"
Do you want Angelil to get drunk among the elves and become an alcoholic?
Sure enough, when he heard what he said, Carlos was furious. His daughter and wife were the only enemies of this gentle and polite Paladin. Seattle was seeking his own death. XDDD.
In the name of celebrating the victory, Seattle Ke openly followed me to have a meal together, and even dragged Carlos, who originally wanted to go back alone to taste the happiness, to my house. It was exactly at noon, just in time to have a warm meal. Lunch is really cheap.
The hall was full of girls, chattering like a nest of oriole nests. I turned my eyes and found that only Vilas was missing. She must be busy in the kitchen, so I quietly lurked over and entered the kitchen. There was only this one. The puppy is alone.
"Viras?"
"Sir, are you hungry? Lunch will be ready soon."
Seeing me sneaking in, Vilas thought I was here to steal some food, so she turned around and smiled brightly. Her fair and delicate cheeks, covered with a slight fragrant sweat, were stained with a few strands of black hair. Against the background of the kitchen fire, she looked so charming. I was stunned by the beauty, charm and maturity of several beautiful cooks.
I took a cautious look and found that there was no pan in Veras' hand, so I felt relieved and came up behind her when she wasn't paying attention and hugged her gently.
"Woo! Sir... Sir, what do you want to do? Don't make trouble." Vilas whined like a frightened puppy, and her body softened, but her hands for cooking were still flexible and she was the youngest person in history. The super chef.
"It's nothing, I just miss you a little." I said passionately as I gently rubbed Veras's slightly moist pretty face from behind and smelled the fragrant sweat on her white neck.
Surviving the fifth master's life and death test, coupled with the words I said in Akala, made me miss the girls even more deeply. It was clear that I only left them for one morning, but it seemed that I had been separated by a life, death, and a century.
"Sir, you really want to bully people...you don't have to say such words." The shy little dog, after hearing my heartfelt words of longing, finally couldn't even hold the spatula, and fell down with a red face. In my arms, the body is as soft as dough, as if it can be kneaded no matter how much I want.
"Vilas..."
"grown ups……"
With a soft murmur, I finally couldn't help but kiss Veras's pretty face, licked the slightly fragrant sweat on her face, and put those seductive strands of black hair in my mouth to taste a few mouthfuls, which attracted Wei Laz. Lasi blushed even more.
Finally, I finally kissed those lips that were panting slightly. No matter how many times I tasted it, this shyness, this gentleness, this sweetness were all so fascinating. The little dog Veras was exactly the Yamato that all men dreamed of. A virtuous and loving wife like a nadeshiko.
It wasn't until the smell of burning came from the pot that the couple who were "stealing" in the kitchen woke up.
"It's all you, how can I explain it to everyone now." Vilas looked at me with tears in her eyes. She has never failed in cooking, and she has never even cooked something unpalatable. It is difficult to explain such a pot of burnt food. It's a big problem, and this little dog is also very bad at lying. Every time he wants to lie, the truth will be written on his face.
"You are the one who suddenly had a whim and wanted to show off your skills." I reluctantly kissed Willas on the corner of her lips and said.
"It seems that your lord's lying skills have become very good." Vilas thought that this excuse was feasible, and she couldn't help but show doubts while nodding, with an expression of "My lord, you haven't lied to me often before, right?"
"How could it be? I want to be honest with you and show my truest and candid side. If you don't believe me, just look..."
The arms that hugged Veras's small waist from behind, squeezed them with a slight force, and at the same time raised her lower body, something happened to press against the little dog's waist, making her feel the most intense feeling she had just aroused. original**.
Vilas suddenly blushed like blood and was on the verge of collapse. Fortunately, there were only two people in the kitchen, which made her a lot more shy. Otherwise, just this moment would have made her faint again.
"My lord is a big pervert." He said very shyly and took the pan.
I quickly fled the kitchen.
After getting spiritual solace from Vilas, and filling the void of longing that erupted at that moment of life and death, I came out of the kitchen with a satisfied face, just in time to hear Seattle's uninhibited big mouth speaking again. What are you talking about.
Wait, could it be... My face changed drastically, and I walked out of the hall quickly. I saw Seattle Ke was frothing at the mouth, but he didn't forget to stand up and put his foot on my favorite recliner. Putting on a majestic posture like three heroes fighting Lu Bu.
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