Diablo Destruction

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"Huh?"

I originally wanted to go back quickly to see if Princess Sanwu and the dirty maid had demolished my home, but because of Arturia's sudden words, I stopped and turned around.

Beja, who was standing next to her, also looked very confused. She looked up at her sister Alto, and then glared at me, as if I had done something stupid and offended her. Such a clear class difference in treatment, It really made me burst into tears.

At least from Beja's expression, I could tell that even she, who had been sticking to Artoria's side, didn't know what Artorya wanted to do or what she wanted to give me. Maybe it was because of this stupid thing. Just a whim.

Also stopping with me were Lucia and Tia, who had originally planned to leave. They turned around in unison, glanced at Artoria in surprise, and then looked fixedly at this side, especially Lucia. His eyes were even more sour and jealous, almost saying "You bad guy, you really want to abduct a girl and do bad things again".

Arturia and I are husband and wife, so it cannot be considered abduction. Really, please believe me, okay?

The atmosphere became depressing at Artoria's sudden words. Several people who were about to say goodbye at the fork in the road and disperse, all turned around and each occupied a side, which was quite a bit like the Three Kingdoms pattern.

"Is...is something wrong?"

In this heavy atmosphere, as if I were a small neutral county magistrate at the junction of the Three Kingdoms, I raised my hand tremblingly and asked.

"There's something... um." It seemed a little hard to say, and Arturia fell silent.

This silence caused an uproar in the hearts of others.

Anyone who has met her should know what kind of character Artoria is. She has an upright personality and a bit of a lack of common sense. If she hadn't encountered something that was really difficult to say, she would definitely not be so vague in her words.

What kind of thing could make Artoria find it difficult to talk about it? Could it be that...

Several girls had little thoughts in their stomachs, and complex expressions appeared on their faces.

"In that case, let's go quickly, let's go."

Sensing this inexplicable and subtle atmosphere, I quickly urged Arturia Bea, fearing that it would cause another trouble.

Seeing this scene, Lucia hesitated to speak.

Her relationship with Artoria was not so close that she knew the other person had something difficult to say, but she still had the audacity to get closer to find out.

Tia's innocent and confused expression made it impossible to tell what was going on in her mind.

The two people just watched the other three people leave together. Suddenly, their eyes met and they blinked at each other.

The woman's keen intuition allowed the two of them to reach a consensus through their eyes without speaking.

After walking around nonchalantly, the two quietly followed...

Following Artoria, I arrived at the residence assigned to her by the alliance, went up the stairs, and came to the door.

Behind me was Beja, who was looking at me eagerly. I don't know when I had put on the iron tiger finger I just got from Dia on my little hand, and I was on guard, as if I was going to do something to Artoria.

Not to mention that the two of us were originally husband and wife, no matter what happens, it is a matter of course. At least, you should also consider that without transforming, if I want to forcefully push Artoria down, it will be as difficult as a Stymon wants to pluck a reverse scale from the dragon's body.

"Fan, come in."

At Artoria's invitation, I entered her room.

The moderately sized room exudes the unique scent of trees in the new house, which is fresh, clean and bright, just like her and I's home on the crystal tree of the elves.

"With Jeluka's absence, I can't make tea as delicious as her craftsmanship."

When I sat down, Arturia had already handed a cup of steaming tea to me.

"Did you see it?"

After being stunned for a while, I finally realized the meaning of Artoria's words.

"How should I put it? Zeluka and I, as well as Kaluge, have been getting along since we were young. No matter how confused we are, we can still recognize them at a glance." Arturia smiled faintly.

"Eh...Eh? Idiot Wu, sister Alto, what are you talking about? Is the Carole who is following you Jeluka?"

Only then did Beya know what we were talking about, and she couldn't help but open her mouth in surprise.

Reported to the coach and found a confused elf.

"Ha... that... uh... how should I say it..."

My current mood is no different from that of a husband who was caught and raped by his wife in bed.

"When Jeluka was little, she had always been withdrawn and very timid. She had almost no friends. She didn't have a strong fighting acumen like Kaluki."

Arturia's voice, a little more serious than usual, sounded in her ears.

"So, Fan, although it's just my guess, if she can like you, please treat her well."

"Ha...ahahaha..."

I lowered my head in embarrassment. Even if I suffered Beya secretly twisting the soft flesh around my waist from behind, I could not say anything about such miserable treatment.

"Furthermore, regardless of the fact that Jeluka's strength is only in the pseudo-domain, compared to you, it is too low to be of much help. In fact... forget it, I think this kind of thing should wait until Jeluka makes up her mind. Determined, it would be better to tell you in person. In short, as one of the Twin Knights, she has the mission of serving you, my husband. At the same time, as an assistant, she can also greatly enhance your combat capabilities. Of course, If she doesn't want to, I won't force her, but now it seems there is no problem."

I:"……"

Sorry, Artoria, I already know what you want to say. I also heard it explained by the dirty maid with my own ears. It's about mending magic, right? And we've already done it.

I originally wanted to confess to Artoria, and judging from her appearance, I probably wouldn't mind, but Beja was still there, and for the sake of her own life, I decided to leave the explanation for another time.

"Jeluka has been of great help to you. I also hope that you two can be together. How about... I will discuss it with Grandma Yalandlan and let Jeluka stay with you in the future. What do you think?"

“Don’t!!”

Beja and I both exclaimed.

Although I would be happy to do so, there are more important things.

"What will Grandma Yalandlan do if I ask Jeluka to follow me?"

"Even a hundred idiot Wu can't compare to a single fingernail of Grandma Yalanlan."

Beiya nodded desperately and agreed, should I be grateful to this girl for speaking up for me?

"It's easy. I'll just let Karen take over." As I expected, Artoria answered like this.

"Of course this won't work, idiot."

Without any hesitation, I hit the stupid hair on Artoria's forehead with a spitting knife.

"You idiot, you dare to knock Sister Alto on the head. Do you know the consequences of doing so?"

Beya's beautiful eyes widened and she looked at my actions in disbelief. It took her a while to recover, and she started making a fuss as if the end of the world was coming.

"This is what happens."

I slapped her in the same direction, and with a crisp sound, the little girl and princess finally settled down, but the sinister "just wait for me" look in her eyes made me feel a slight shiver down my spine. .

"You said it yourself. If Carol wasn't there to help when we were looking for the fragments last time, she might have fallen somewhere."

I glared at Artoria without any room and said.

"For someone like you, who always has trouble around him, it would be even more worrying if there wasn't Colgate by his side."

Those green, clear and firm eyes looked at me for a while.

"What you said is right. Before you worry about others, you should at least try your best not to be worried by others." In the end, Arturia chose to give in.

"That's right." I nodded.

"However, I would like to refute one point. Fan Ke is not inferior to me at all in terms of the troublesome things that happen around him, so please be sure to take good care of yourself and don't let me and everyone else worry."

"Ahaha...I know, try your best."

I laughed out loud in embarrassment. I was busy trying to persuade Artoria, and I almost forgot that, just like her, I also have a physique that attracts all kinds of trouble. Coupled with the aura of the quasi-tragedy emperor, every time I go out, In this mission, I am no safer than Artoria.

Speaking of which, as the Prince, should I inquire about the whereabouts of the other ten knights in a friendly manner?

Forget it, I always feel that if I ask these words, some people who are afraid of the world being in chaos, such as Beiya next to me, or the elf princess next to me, or the little girl next to me, will scream in surprise. : "Ah, you, the great demon king of the harem, can't help but extend your demonic hand to the other ten poor girl knights?"

I feel like I have become more and more into the role of the Duke of Beasts recently. Is it an illusion? Or is it because of the recent loss of moral integrity too quickly?

"It's better to let go of Jeruka's question and talk about it later. Artoria, what exactly is going on and what do you want to give me that you can't tell in front of everyone?"

Although Arturia had the intention to bring me and Zeluka together, hatching a terrible conspiracy that Zeluka would replenish my demons, and then I would replenish hers (?), but for herself and Jeluka first I still felt a little guilty about the unspeakable fact about the boat, so I subconsciously changed the topic.

"Ah, if you didn't tell me, I almost forgot."

Arturia clapped her hands, stood up from her seat, and finally stopped in front of the wardrobe by the window, rummaging through it.

"Actually, it's to fulfill the original promise."

Looking back, Arturia, who said this to me, seemed to have a hint of pink on her face, and the slightly shy king. Not only me, but also Beja who was standing beside me was stunned. It looked like , who has been with Artoria since she was a child, and it is rare for her to see Artoria blushing.

"Tell me, you idiot, what kind of evil magic did you use to turn Sister Alto into this?" Beya grabbed my breast and shook it.

The usually majestic queen sister is blushing so much...it's so...although it's a bit hard to accept, it doesn't seem to be completely unacceptable, ahhhhh~~~~~

"Calm down, you short-breasted little brat."

Taking advantage of the moment when the other party looked dazed, there was another crisp sound. Like a cold swordsman, I instantly retracted my knife.

A second bag has already appeared on the little girl Beya's head.

"found it."

Arturia's clear and slightly happy voice sounded, attracting the attention of Bea and I who were just about to fight to the death. We stopped what we were doing and we looked over at the same time.

I saw Arturia's hands stretched out in front of her chest, and what she was holding in her hands was like what we were showing...

The four corners are the same.

I:"……"

Beiya: "..."

"Um... Artoria, the thing you said you wanted to give me, isn't it... this thing?" I swallowed hard and raised my hand to ask.

"That's right, Fan, what do you think? Although it's the first time I've done it, my skills are a bit lacking." Under my desperate gaze, Artoria nodded seriously, seriously, affirmatively, and expectantly.

No~~~~~~~~

Screaming from the bottom of my heart, I wanted to squat down with my head in my hands to avoid the cruel facts in front of me.

Logically speaking, Arturia's handmade ***...well, although the variety of gifts she chose at the beginning were full of her silly style, generally speaking, it is not a gift for a girl to give to a boy, or a wife to give to her husband. Should I start with sweaters, scarves, etc.? As a result, Artoria immediately jumped several levels and received a ***...

It doesn't matter, I can accept it. The clothes I wear are all made by Vilas and the others. The little ghost occasionally makes some. Not to mention, the saintly lady with piercing eyes really didn't blow it out. Let's not say anything else. , at least the skill of threading a needle hole is like practicing the Sunflower Manual, and Willas is willing to be inferior.

The topic has been changed, ahem, in short, I can accept Artoria's gift to me, but...

But why embroider cartoon patterns on it?

Otz fell down.

And it also looks like a majestic cartoon lion.

There were two lines of clear tears left in the tiger's eyes.

And...and the lion's head is located exactly in the middle of the vagina.

If someone else saw this, wouldn't he think that he was a perverted narcissist? !

"Is it really too bad?"

Seeing me sitting on the chair, my whole body looking pale and burned out, Arturia lowered her head and felt a little disappointed as she looked at her hands.

"No, no, no, you did a great job." I shook my head quickly and shook away the miserable tears on my face.

"Is that so? Well, I'm not boasting. In fact, I think it's done well. Although it's not as good as Willas's craftsmanship, look at this lion, Fan. Don't you think it's quite cute?"

"Ha...ah haha, yes, quite cute."

I was completely numb, and I just kept echoing Artoria's words, hoping to get this piece of jewelry as soon as possible, and then store it in the cabinet and treat it like a treasure and antique.

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