Diablo Destruction

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Why is it this little girl!

I turned around helplessly, forced out a false smile on my face, almost took out the lollipop and waved it at the other person, saying, come on, come on, take this candy and go, it’s just for kids, Join in the fun.

"Beya, what brought you here? How about the new district?"

"Wow, today's idiot Wu is so disgusting."

I usually call the little girl "Beiya" without being polite, but now I call her Beiya in a serious manner. Obviously, this little girl's nerves have not been able to adapt at all, and she has goosebumps all over her body.

"Huh huh huh, I understand, you are trying to pretend to be good in front of Sister Alto, right? It's really hypocritical."

Soon, Beya discovered my little intention, and her expression became righteous.

"If that's not the case, why should I pretend to be good in front of my wife?"

I immediately retorted, "Don't say it so harshly, please, just pretend to be good or something. I just don't want Artoria to know that I have been bullying you, a little girl and princess."

"What you said is right, Beja, don't make trouble unreasonably."

Arturia, who was shrouded in a cloak, also spoke out at this time. Even though she was shrouded in black, her words and momentum were full of seriousness and power that made people surrender.

"I understand, Sister Alto."

Arturia was indeed the nemesis of this little princess. As soon as she spoke, Beja immediately lowered her head obediently.

At the same time, she looked at me secretly with her fiercely beautiful eyes, obviously taking the blame for Arturia's reprimand on me.

What a bullying little girl.

I'm secretly unhappy. It's time to let this little girl know how powerful this Druid is. On God's birthday, use the strength of our God of Songs and the great goal of using God of Songs to save the universe, and establish an unbreakable foundation in her heart. The tall image is obliterated, hmm.

With the goal in mind, I suddenly became energetic and wanted to go to Alius immediately to discuss the program. The day after tomorrow is the God’s birthday, is it really okay not to prepare now?

Big husband, cute big breasts, because I, Aleus, are both geniuses! !

"Wow, this idiot... laughs so disgustingly."

Beja seemed to have nothing to do with me, and sighed deeply.

Just wait and see, on the birthday of God, I will let you say goodbye for three days and see you with new eyes. I will turn all the pity and contempt Beiya has for me into motivation, waiting for you to emerge from the cocoon and become a butterfly.

So, the original husband-and-wife team of Arturia and I turned into a three-person wandering group with nothing to do because of Bea's intrusion.

"Just play the role of my and Artoria's child." I said to Beja with sinister intentions.

"Huh? What are you talking about, you idiot?"

Of course, Beja yelled angrily.

"See for yourself."

I pointed at myself, then at Artoria, and finally at Beja.

I, a druid with a majestic back, undoubtedly have the flag of Wu Fan as a true man and a simple idiot on my head.

Although Artoria is covered by the cloak, her petite figure and girlish curves are slightly exposed in the wide cloak. Under the cloak and hat, she has the long golden bangs and vertical shoulder hair that ordinary women have. There is no smell of sweat like that of a grown man. If you get closer, you can smell the faint fragrance of sunflowers that reminds people of the dazzling sun...

All in all, anyone with a little bit of experience can easily tell that the person inside the cloak must be a woman. Of course, except for freaks like Feeney, even if she stands in front of you wearing a dead body, it is difficult to judge her gender.

In this case, if Arturia and I were standing side by side and intimately together, wouldn't the thought that would pass through most people's minds be - must this be a couple?

This is also true.

Now there is Beya, who is a head shorter than Arturia. Beya still has a hint of childishness on her pretty face. It is not easy for people to think of Beya, ah, this little girl, maybe she is this pair. Is this the case for a couple’s child?

Although my current appearance looks like I am only in my twenties, and Artoria looks even younger, but in the Dark Continent, adventurers in their fifties and sixties still look like they are in their twenties. It's something surprising, so age is not a big problem. Let alone saying that Beya is my daughter, even if she is said to be my granddaughter, I'm afraid half of the people will believe it.

Of course, for me, a passer-by with a face that can kill a dozen if a telephone pole is smashed down, what kind of beautiful wife should I find to give birth to someone like Beja, which is far beyond words such as noble, elegant and beautiful. A stunning little loli who can express herself as much as possible, these people will definitely think so in their hearts, so they have to let her wear a cloak.

Damn it, what's going on with this inexplicable feeling of frustration? Did the passerby's face offend the telephone pole? Why do telephone poles like to hit us on the head?

"You! This! Idiot! Wu! Is! Delusion! What! What! Again!"

Just when he recovered from the natural conclusion, Beja's fist came into his sight.

She probably knew that her small show of fists would not be a deterrent to a rough-skinned druid like me. Halfway through, her fists suddenly turned into two slender fingers...

Two dragons seize the pearl!

"Oooo----!!"

Blinded my dog ​​eyes.

I was waiting for the powerless punch with contempt, massaging my face, and even slightly bringing my face up. The next moment, I learned my lesson. I covered my eyes that were hit and jumped three feet high in pain.

"Can't you two get along well?"

Arturia feels quite troubled and confused about the hostile relationship between me and Bea. One is a husband and the other is like a sister. Let alone an upright official, even my king has difficulty in handling household chores.

"Who wants to get along well with such a person?"

Bea and I both pointed at each other in unison, and after discovering that the sounds overlapped perfectly, we started to pee as if we had accidentally stepped on a pile of dog poop.

"Okay, Fan's suggestion just now is good. Beiya, just pretend to be my and Fan's child for the time being."

"Sister Alto..." Beya pouted her mouth dissatisfied.

"Otherwise, don't follow us."

Arturia sighed and said without any doubt.

"Humph." Beja seemed to give in.

"My baby girl!"

I used an exaggerated gesture, as if I was a poor father who was lured onto the boat by some strange fishing boat and caught tuna at sea for five years before being rescued. He finally came home and saw his lovely daughter reunited after a long separation. Running on the sandy beach, she opened her arms and faced Beja with tears.

"Father!"

Beja's cold heart seemed to have been melted by this scene. Like a nestling eager to return to its nest, Beja flew towards her. With a kick of her feet, she made an intimate gesture like a baby bird throwing herself into the forest.

Just when I was about to hold Beiya in my arms, a sharp light flashed in my eyes, and my open hands were already like pincers, attacking Beiya's fleshy face.

At the same time, Beiya's eyes also flashed with light, and the petite body that flew towards me suddenly turned around and kicked, with her toes pointed directly at my lower back.

"You're so naive. Today I'm going to let this girl like you know the horrors of the adult world." I roared.

"My Highness wants you to realize the insurmountable boundary between genius and fool."

There was a burst of smoke and dust, and Beiya and I were already fighting together.

Looking at this scene, Artoria's dull golden hair twitched slightly, as if the mighty golden mane on the neck of a lion was exploding in anger...

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"Look, Arturia must be angry."

"It's all because of you idiot that Sister Alto is angry."

"You're too short and your chest is too flat, okay?"

"What did you say?!"

"As expected of Grandma Akara, the planning of the new district is beyond imagination."

Arturia, who was walking in front, suddenly turned around.

"Yes, yes, Grandma Akara is so amazing, what do you think, my precious daughter."

"Yes, that's right. Apart from Grandma Yalandlan and Sister Alto, the one I admire the most is Grandma Akara. You think so, my dearest father."

"Haha, hahahaha, what are you talking about? Aren't you the cutest? My baby girl."

"Hehehe, hehehe, my dearest father is the most outstanding man in the world."

Hiding all the goosebumps all over my body and the bulging veins on my forehead deep in my heart, I and Beja, who was riding on my shoulders, held hands with bright smiles on our faces, creating a scene that made people look at each other. A dazzling picture of the happy family relationship between father and daughter.

However, this overly dazzling and enviable atmosphere of family affection cannot hide a strange atmosphere, which makes passers-by cast envious glances and feel an inexplicable cold war at the same time.

If you have to ask why Bea and I made such disgusting pretentious gestures, it's because Arturia's anger is a bit... well, it's very scary.

"As expected, this trip was not in vain. I still have a lot to learn from Grandma Akara."

Artoria sighed and turned her attention to the surrounding layout again.

The moment the majestic green eyes left us, Beiya, who was riding on my shoulders, smiled, and her two slender legs suddenly crossed and twisted in front of her chest, strangling my neck tightly. At the same time, two small hands were randomly plucking my head.

Although I have said it before but I will say it again, asking Sarah to cut her hair short a few days ago was probably the wisest decision of the whole year.

I didn't fall behind either. Although my position was a bit difficult to start with, after a blink of an eye, I still found a way to deal with Beiya. I raised my hands above my head and placed them on the little girl's waist and armpits. Creaked.

Like all little brats, this girl is quite ticklish.

Pedestrians on the road were watching our father and daughter talk with smiles, but suddenly this scene happened. It was as if they had experienced heaven and hell, and something beautiful in their hearts was shattered, and they looked like "I will never see you again." I don’t believe in this world anymore” with a look of despair.

"Discover Fanfan, discover Fanfan!!"

While walking on the road, there was a sudden sound like an air raid siren. Looking back, Diya, who was followed by a large group of Horadric mages, was waving her little hand excitedly.

"Ah hoo, Beiya, it turns out you are here too."

Tia, who left her tribe behind and quickly came towards us, showed an innocent and energetic smile to Beiya, who was sitting on my shoulders.

"Why can't I be here?"

As if she saw the bully coming to snatch the toy, Beya subconsciously hugged someone's head that was pressed against her belly and stared at Tia nervously.

She has many reasons to regard Tia as her natural enemy, because what the other party has is what she does not have and what she wants most.

For example, the figure, such as the exquisite curves, I originally thought that at least in terms of maturity, I would be better than Tia, who seemed to know nothing, but this only little bit of self-esteem was also in that scene. The wedding of the century was completely shattered in a shocking scene.

"It's rare that everyone is here, let's go shopping together."

Not sure whether he ignored it or didn't notice the hostility coming from Beiya at all, Tia cheered happily and hugged her tightly.

"Whoa, whoa, what are you doing, you idiot!"

Beja quickly waved her calves to prevent Tia from picking her up.

This lustful princess.

Beya cursed fiercely in her heart.

That innocent and innocent appearance can hide it from others, but it cannot be hidden from His Highness. Don’t think that His Highness doesn’t know that you, guy, are thinking about how to deceive this idiot Wu all day long. , is a sinister woman in sheep’s clothing! !

"Your Highness Tia, long time no see. Is everything okay?"

Arturia nodded slightly and greeted in a low voice.

"It turns out to be His Majesty Alto. How disrespectful."

Only then did Dia notice that the person beside her was Artoria, and she quickly saluted with some restraint.

In the face of Arturia's momentum, this carefree and unrestrained little girl would also feel pressure.

Looking at Tia's slightly panicked behavior, I couldn't help but secretly chuckle.

"If you don't mind, can I join you?"

Although she was intimidated by Artoria's aura, this little girl still sent a request to join our team without any hesitation. She is indeed an action person. She does whatever comes to her mind. I don't know how to call her straightforward. Still a fool.

"Of course, and just call me Alto."

Arturia, not wanting to attract too much attention, responded in a low voice.

"Great, Alto, let me take you to the place where I built it."

Tia jumped for joy and said excitedly, like a child who is eager to show his achievements to adults.

"Hmph, that's nice to say. You're just playing magic there. The real builders are us."

Beja couldn't help but retorted. During the construction of the new district, Beja had fully carried forward the spirit of confrontation. She would do whatever Tia did. Anyway, wherever Tia left traces, there would be no traces. There must be traces of Beja left behind.

"This is wrong. Although Beja has indeed worked hard, if you completely deny the achievements of our Horadric clan, my clan and I will be very sad."

Tia smiled brightly at Beiya, which made Beiya feel like a fist hitting cotton. If she continued to worry about it, she would look childish.

Ding dong dong dong dong.

System prompt: Player [Tia] has joined the [Brave] team.

Considering that Tia and I are not much different in height, her identity was established as my sister, which made Bea pout again.

There is no way, who made you short? If you want to hate it, just hate your parents.

Seeing Bea's angry look, I looked at her with pity.

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