Anomaly Of Warcraft

There used to be a primate farming major called Freud, a sacred-level druid who once threw out a set of theories. The core idea is that no matter what the idea is, after a simple three-step reasoning, it can be attributed to what you want. CNM.

For example, you are hungry. Why are you hungry? Because your hunger comes from the urgency of reproducing offspring. So you want CNM.

For another example, two dogs are fighting on the road. Why do two dogs fight? Because both male and female always reproduce for mating. So you want CNM.

For example, the sign on the street is broken. Why are the signs on the street broken? Whether it is the negligence of the managers or the malicious and presumptuousness of the saboteurs, they are external manifestations of desire and dissatisfaction. So you want CNM.

For another example, Apple has landed.

How about it, this can't always be connected with CNM!

Ha ha.

Why did Apple land? This is a manifestation of Apple Tree X's maturity and a natural choice for reproduction. So you want CNM.

Gan~~~

Well, you forced me to do a trick!

Please explain the cause of human extinction! ! !

Ha ha da.

Why do humans become extinct? It is because human beings have lost the driving force to reproduce offspring, which leads to a systematic decline in long-term thinking and ultimately leads to self-extinction. So you want CNM.

Hahaha, I lost in the next game. Kneeled down to Archdruid Floyd. As expected, all the people who are honored by the world as a magic stick are guys with five brushes.

Carlos was actually mentally prepared for the arrival of this day. However, it turns out that he was not prepared enough, otherwise he would not think about it in the middle of the night. No, it's almost dawn.

How did it happen?

forgotten.

It's nothing more than you are ruthless, you are cold, and you make trouble unreasonably.

Obviously you are ruthless, you are cruel, and you make trouble unreasonably.

Are you not ruthless, you are not cruel, you are not unreasonably making trouble.

Then where am I ruthless, where am I cruel, where am I unreasonably making trouble.

So where are you not ruthless, where are you not cruel, where are you not unreasonably making trouble.

...

The dispute between men and women is not as naive as a small penyu fighting for candy.

The only difference is the argument between men and men. In the end, it either breaks up or becomes fleshy. The dispute between women and women is either dry mouth or torn skin. The only argument between men and women often turns into another argument.

Well, that's it, nothing wrong.

An objective and rational analysis of Carlos's surrounding female environment is not difficult to understand.

In the human civilization circle of Azeroth where material life is not abundant, it is really no work or no food. Women are used as men and men are used as cattle.

Putting aside the most beautiful political correctness of working people, you have to admit that working women are really beautiful.

The heavy physical work overwhelmed their spiritual pursuits, the wind and sun brightened their delicate skin, and they were unable to pursue elegant temperament from running around for life. The most terrible thing was that ignorance could not bring psychological recognition and satisfaction.

This is the main reason why aristocratic men above Third Generation seldom go to village girls to have affair.

Because I don't like it.

Carlos has coveted his sister since he was a child. Why? In addition to the elder sister's attribute bonus for young tame and dye, it's not because his elder sister is beautiful. Beauty needs to be taken care of. Ilucia, who doesn’t have to work hard, can kill half of Alterac’s women in seconds, and the delicate skin can kill another two-fifths in seconds, plus the professional bonus of the mage and the elegance of knowledge. The temperament, the remaining 9.9% will have to bow to the wind.

So what's wrong with liking Elucia!

That's right, it's the same as what's wrong with the man pervert. It's not wrong, right? The majority of gentlemen must be Zizi's, right?

Carlos didn't expect to get approval and praise from others, and just did it without regrets.

The only problem is the follow-up trouble.

That is the identity problem of Elucia and the communication problem with her parents.

What? You said you are going to marry Princess Lordaeron soon!

This is not a question at all.

In an era when many aristocratic families still choose close relatives to maintain their pure blood, Carlos has a mass basis for telling the truth about his sister. It's a pity that the Barov family doesn't pay attention to this set. It's a pity. So it’s very difficult for parents.

Secondly, a person can't live in the world without taking into consideration the eyes and opinions of others. It's harder to give Elucia a statement than to destroy the tribe single-handedly. In the circle of the nobility, there are certain things that can be said and cannot be done, and some things can be done and cannot be said. What happened with my sister, this kind of thing is at best an after-dinner anecdote, but if you want to publicize it, you will feel the invisible pressure from the entire class.

I thought that only I can give you happiness, but in fact I can’t do it...

It was this kind of entangled thoughts that was the reason why Carlos gradually alienated Elucia after the outbreak of the war.

The king's power comes from the servicing of the people, so he cannot defend the people better than the Sichuan.

The prestige of the Paladin lies in the ethics that ordinary people can't insist on, so it has such a lofty reputation.

Regardless of whether it is the authority of the king or the prestige of the paladin, Carlos can't give up important capital, so after something happened with his sister, although he didn't regret it, it felt particularly troublesome.

Always thinking about this, Carlos stayed up all night.

It was dawn, and Ilucia had been waking up from her sleep, feeling very good to be embraced, and she couldn't help rubbing her cheek against her warm arms.

"Good morning, Carlos."

"Um."

"Ah! You are awake."

Ilusia didn't expect that her self-talk would actually get a response, and she was a little embarrassed for a moment.

Carlos clasped his arms tightly, lowered his head and kissed between Elucia's brows.

"Um, I'll get you something to eat."

Ilucia wanted to get up, but was hugged tightly by Carlos, unable to move.

The scene gradually changed from warm to a touch of embarrassment.

"Really, it's been a long time since I slept with my sister, I still love acting like a baby so much."

Ilucia turned his face to Carlos, her face seemed to be shining with the brilliance of holy maternity.

The picture is beautiful, but Carlos has a sense of anxiety.

"sorry."

Elucia suddenly apologized.

"Um?"

"Presumably Carlos must be troubled now. My sister's willfulness is causing you trouble."

"..."

"Obviously Carlos is going to marry Galiya. Galiya is a good girl. You must treat her well in the future, you know. You are the king, the pride of the Barov family, and a big man destined to shine. Therefore, the support of the Kingdom of Lordaeron is very important. Although my sister is a half-hearted mage who can't make a difference, she will silently support you behind her. Your road is still very long, and you can't go wrong in the middle. You will be considered a real one when you get married. My lord, you can’t be willful anymore, do you know."

Elucia said in a coaxing tone, during which she smiled warmly and brilliantly.

"what do you want to say in the end."

Carlos felt a little palpitating.

"Later I will erase this memory with magic techniques."

"Um!?"

Carlos can't remember how many times he "hmm".

"So, Carlos, you don't have to be burdened. It's just the emptiness and loneliness of your sister, not your brother's fault."

Ilucia let go of her arms and propped herself up, tapping on Carlos's lips, and continued.

"After today, everything will not change, okay. My sister will completely forget it, Carlos, just keep it in your heart, don't say it, and don't do anything."

"Too cunning."

"what?"

"Elucia, you are too cunning."

"Huh?"

"I said that, how can I forget it..."

Carlos, who had never frowned after so many knives on the battlefield, suddenly wanted to cry.

Scum is not wrong. You want to be a scum but you can't abandon your conscience.

too painful.

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