Diablo Destruction

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"Hey, Vilas, Sarah, little Jasmine, we are back."

As night fell, Linya and I came back dressed in happy stars and moon. We opened the tent door, took a look inside, and said hello.

"Sir, Linya, you came back just in time."

Veras greeted her with a gentle smile, and Sarah poked her head out of the kitchen, dancing with the small spoon in her hand. She wore a white apron with a cute puppy pattern embroidered on the front around her waist, and a little fireworks stuck to her nose to blacken it. The black spots on the face, Shu Zhan's stunningly pretty face smiled at us, and then the sound of the pot lid popping and steaming came from the kitchen. The little loli exclaimed and quickly shrank back.

Yoyoyo, this look really has a bit of a lolita mature flavor.

I held my chin and carefully recalled the mature and charming amorous feelings Sarah had inadvertently displayed just now. Combined with her loli figure and unparalleled beauty, it was really fascinating.

"Wei...Vilas, you, you, you...why are you smiling at me?"

When she came back to her senses, Linya next to her blushed and lowered her head.

"Eh...Eh?"

Vilas, who had a gentle smile on her face, was slightly startled, tilted her head like a puppy, and looked at Linya, with question marks appearing on it.

"this and that……"

Seeing Vilas's appearance, I didn't know that Linya was guilty of committing crimes, and I mistook the gentle smile that Vilas always kept on her face as a teasing smile for the two of us who came back so late.

Linya reacted faster, and her pretty face, which was already flushed, suddenly burst into smoke because of this. She was gesticulating, her lips were half-opened, and she stood there in a daze, her eyes turning in circles. Circle, and then suddenly said "I'll go back to the room to change clothes first", and rushed back to her room like a gust of wind to rest.

"Did...did I say something wrong?"

The lovely Willas, still raising questions like bubbles, looked at me with confused eyes.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. It's Linya who cares too much and gets into trouble."

I whispered a few words in Vilas's ear, and she finally showed a look of surprise, then lowered her head and thought for a moment, suddenly stepped back, pinched her delicate chin, and looked at me with a "malicious" look.

"Hmph, Sir and Linya... why did it take so long to come back? It's very suspicious~~~"

I:"……"

Not to mention that the time to complain has already passed, Linya has already ran back to the room. This sentence has no power at all for me who is temporarily in the state of the devil of unruly sex. This fact, there is another point, Vilas, for a girl like you who has kindness and gentleness written all over her soul, if you deliberately put on a "good-natured" look, it will actually make people want to tease you.

Seeing my troubled expression, Vilas seemed to have noticed, well, the first point.

"I...am I always unable to grasp the opportunity to speak?" Willas looked at me with pitiful eyes like a puppy and asked.

"No...well, if I have to tell the truth, it is indeed a little bit."

"Woo~~"

Vilas withdrew the blow a little, but seemed to be getting more and more frustrated. She clenched her small fist, cheered herself up, and began to practice the sentence just now: "Humph, Sir and Linya... why did it take so long to come back? It's very suspicious." Oh~~~", while lowering his head and repeating this seriously over and over again, he turned around and grabbed a clean rag in his hand, intending to wipe the table clean before Sarah prepared dinner.

As a result, after just taking a few steps, Linya, who had changed into loose home clothes and re-adjusted her mood and walked out of the room, bumped into each other, and Vilas had just finished repeating a sentence.

"Hmph, Sir and Linya... why did it take so long to come back? It's very suspicious~~~"

Slightly startled, Vilas raised her head and watched Linya's face, which had returned to calmness, change from fair and clear, like a pot of water gradually boiling, to a dark blush slowly rising from her neck to The forehead, and then the top of the head looked like a spout, and white smoke puffed out.

Covering her face, Linya turned around and ran away, wailing and hiding in her room again.

"I...did I do something very bad to Linya?" Vilas turned back and looked at me with pitiful eyes again.

"No... don't take it to heart..."

I began to look far away, and became a little interested in how this home works when I am not at home.

"Yes, sir."

Vilas suddenly remembered something and tapped her index finger lightly.

"Xilusi and Aikolu, please go and pick them up."

"Oh, can they come back now? Is it still too late?" I looked at the sky and asked.

"It doesn't matter, this time is just right. Due to the intense rehearsals recently, I have to come back a little later almost every day. And because of the rehearsals, I am allowed to go home every day."

Vilas said, not knowing what she thought of, her face turned red.

rehearse? Oh, it's rehearsal.

I nodded my head, almost forgetting that Xilusi, Aikolu and Kajie had a performance on God's birthday. The performance was about the pink history when Vilas and I fell in love. No wonder they mentioned it. During rehearsals, Vilas becomes shy.

"Of course, no problem. Leave it to me. Even if there is no rehearsal and we are not allowed to go home, I still want to bring back my two precious daughters."

I patted my chest and promised vigorously.

"Sorry to trouble you, and..."

Vilas suddenly remembered something, turned around and wiped the table, then turned back and added with a smile.

"Dinner is almost ready, but we can't come back too late."

Linya's scream suddenly came from Linya's room again.

I:"……"

What a "again", so well used, it was simply a fatal finishing blow to Linya's pursuit, Vilas... This girl is like a docile and loyal puppy, my wife, occasionally unconsciously and naturally It's a black one.

After a while, I went out again and ran towards the priest training camp.

Although the priest profession was revealed to the world due to the incident of the little ghost showing his power in Lu Gaoyin in the second world, almost everyone now knows that the priest profession still has reservations, and , several groups of priests have already begun their public spiritual journey.

Under such circumstances, the priest training camp is still shrouded in mystery. Like the other seven major professions, it does not take root nakedly in the North District training camp and conduct public training. It is still in the original position, surrounded by magic circles. covered.

The mysterious priest training camp is already familiar to me. After a while, I turned left and right, opened the entrance of the magic circle, and a brand new space immediately appeared in front of me.

After walking a few steps, I started to look far away.

Well... although my body is still very weak and my six senses are not as good as before, but... but after tracking you from such a close position, I can still easily detect it, bastard! !

I could clearly feel that the moment I entered the priest training camp, the dark shadow that had been waiting somewhere was now taking one step at a time, and then the grass and trees on both sides of the road followed quietly. I don’t know if it was because I was flustered, or because I was originally. I didn't intend to hide it. The tracking skills displayed by the tracker were very poor. Not only could I feel it, I could even guess who the other party was.

Stopping, I seemed to be able to feel the dark shadow hiding behind me, biting the handkerchief, peeking out a head from behind the tree, and looking at me with envy and hatred.

Carlos... you're starting to show off too.

At this moment, how I wish someone, whether human or not, could come up to me, pat my shoulder comfortingly, give me a thumbs up, and smile heartily: "At times like this, all you have to do is smile. alright."

Of course, apart from Kajier, I really can’t find anyone who can make Carlos, who may be the last conscientious paladin in the entire Dark Continent, follow behind him so unscrupulously and even show envy and jealousy. The second one...oh, maybe Angelil is also possible.

I knew that when this guy returned to the camp, he must have gone to find Kajie'er. But what happened to the two father and daughter during this time? Carlos was so resentful that he seemed to be squatting here all the time, just waiting for me to come to pick up my daughters and follow him.

All these thoughts flashed through my mind in an instant. I paused and stepped out again. Carlos, as a father, was tragic enough. Forget it, just pretend I didn't see anything.

After a while, I walked through the pastor's classroom with a church-style layout and came to the practice field at the back of the pastor training camp. As expected, the place was brightly lit, with pastors hundreds of meters away acting as audience, surrounding a simple stage. I couldn’t take my eyes off the performance of the three talented people above, my daughters who also made me proud (Carlos burst into tears).

Sirus stated the lines above. These lines were all drawn from the mouths of Vilas and I. I said that one day a few days ago, Akara was so free that he took the time to visit my house and chat with us. Homely, intentionally or unintentionally, the topic was brought to the village defense battle back then. Looking back now, it was all a conspiracy.

As for why the romance between Vilas and I met and got to know each other was used as the script, and not Sarah, nor Linya, nor Sister Sharna, Princess Sanwu, nor the little ghost, and the memories of meeting and falling in love with them. , is also my most precious memory.

This is also an obvious thing, because the relationship between me and Vilas is in line with the public appetite for an injured hero returning triumphantly and falling in love with a beautiful girl who takes good care of him while recovering from his injuries.

As for others, for example, Sarah and I met, and then Lal half-jokingly and half-seriously engaged me and Sarah, this plot, let alone not having many highlights, was, to put it mildly, a headline-grabbing, scripted one. It can be named [The love between the alliance elder and the most beautiful woman in the mainland], but to put it bluntly, it can be named [The Growth Diary of a Lolicon], because this plot seems to be the most proof that I am a lolicon.

Another example is Sharna. The gossip history between the former Queen Rogge and the alliance elders can arouse the taste of many people. It is even more popular than the plot between me and Vilas, but there are several difficulties in it. .

First, who will play Sister Sharna, or who is qualified to play the aloof role of Sister Sharna?

Secondly, I have no objections to this plot, but who knows if Sister Sharna will agree to compile a script about her and my history. When the Queen is angry, I am afraid that even Akara will , and can only watch helplessly as if "alien monsters have come to Mudhong Country again. It's been an hour, and Superman hasn't appeared yet. It's been two hours, and Superman is still missing. Three hours, and Superman is vacationing in Hawaii." I sent a congratulatory message, saying that it is very calm now. Please don’t panic, please maintain order, and immediately apply for asylum to the relevant departments. Four hours... Oh, the Congress has been trampled to the ground. It has finally been trampled to the ground. Let’s cheer.” The scene appeared.

Ahem, the topic has gone too far. As for the third point, how should the script be named? According to the strong queen style shown by Sister Sharna, and my attitude when attacked...ahem, what are you talking about? In short, about a hundred and one people out of a hundred people will not believe it. Sister Erna actually has a tender side that clamps my head tightly into her plump breasts and keeps rubbing it, so the script will probably be named something strange like "The Queen's Taming of Pets". This is something I must not do. Not considered.

And the little ghost... Not to mention that most people don't know her existence now, and the script is also a problem. According to the real history of me and the little ghost, should it be named [Elder Fan's History of the Training of Candidate Saints]? Once this kind of script comes out, I am afraid that my reputation will instantly become the same as that of the Duke of Beasts in the entire Dark Continent.

As for Princess Sanwu, although the scene where Princess Sanwu and I met is indeed a good script. As for the name, we can also draw on some themes of heroes and princesses, but... But Princess Sanwu’s existence is too low. It's so low that no one even pays attention to her stage play. This is the point.

Finally, there is Linya. Although my relationship with Linya cannot be said to be bumpy, we met intermittently. It was not until we visited the dwarf clan and the fox-man and werewolf clan as elders that we confirmed our relationship. This process was intermittent and not good. Write……

When I came back to my senses, based on my familiarity with this plot, I immediately knew that I had entered the end of the story. Up to this point, Siluth still did not fight with Kajier. This was a major breakthrough and moved me endlessly. With words - even with the naked eye, one can see the stiff smiles filled with fighting spirit when they came into contact.

"Isn't this Elder Fan? Are you here to pick up Silosi Aikolu and Kajie'er?"

Turning around, the one who came over and said hello was Sirus and the others' teacher, and also Pastor Alukaqi, who had a crush on... no, was already in love with Carlos.

She walked up with a smile and bowed respectfully.

"Elder Fan, long time no see."

"Long time no see, Pastor Alukachi."

"I have heard about Elder Fan's active deeds in the second world. If it were not thanks to Elder Fan, I am afraid that people would be in ruins again."

"Huh?"

My eyes widened in surprise.

"We also have some sisters traveling in the second world now."

As if she already knew I would be surprised, Aluka explained.

"Oh, so that's it. Forget it about being active or something, I just completed the task." I scratched my head and smiled.

"Hehe, let's just treat it like this."

Aluka smiled brightly, as if she didn't intend to argue on this topic, and the two of them turned their attention to the stage.

"Syluth and the others, they haven't caused any trouble during this time."

"Thanks to Elder Fan's teachings last time, they will no longer fight on the stage."

"Only [when not on stage]?" I heard what Alukachi meant and smiled bitterly.

"It's just... Even if the situation is much better, I can't really perform on the stage like this." Alukaqi looked at me with a troubled expression.

"Ha...ah haha..."

Anyone with a discerning eye can see the smell of gunpowder between Xi Lusi and Kajie who are hugging each other. This is not the model of Vilas and I. It is simply the emotion of old man Farah and Mu Xiaodonggua when they hug each other.

"It's too late to change people now. In order to allow Xilusi and the others to successfully perform on God's birthday, during this time, I have to trouble Elder Fan to have a good talk with these three children."

"Of course...leave it to me."

I smiled, this... I don’t want my beautiful relationship with Vilas to be acted out by Sirus and others with their swords drawn and gnashed teeth. Only those who know about it, but those who don’t know, they think I am Vilas. In order to take revenge, Vilas made up her mind to commit herself to the enemy who killed her father, waiting for an opportunity to take revenge, and staged such a story of love and hatred.

"By the way, have you seen Carlos?"

Turning my eyes, I noticed the sneaky figure behind me hiding in the shadow of the church building, and I couldn't help but ask.

"Is Lord Carlos back too?"

The treatment between people is indeed different. As soon as she heard Carlos, Alukaqi's eyes immediately lit up.

"From your tone, it seems that he didn't come here to find Kajie?" I glanced behind me strangely, Carlos, what's the matter with you? Carlos, people are shy about being close to home, are you shy about being close to women?

"No."

Alukaqi's eyes dimmed, probably thinking that Carlos was trying to avoid her, and even his most precious daughter didn't come to see her.

From my point of view, I naturally want to comfort Alukachi and tell her that maybe the situation is not what she imagined, but Carlos is still watching from behind. If I give Alukachi some Fire, there's no guarantee that he won't blame me for meddling in other people's business and destroying his devotion to Sister-in-law Angelil, so forget it.

However, it turns out that Carlos didn’t come to see Kajie, so why did he stay here all day and ambush and follow me at the entrance?

Shaking my head, I expressed serious confusion. At this time, the script on the stage finally came to an end. As the applause started, the curtain slowly fell...