Diablo Destruction

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Early the next morning, dazzling light came in from the window. I dazzled my eyes and muttered a few words in my sleep. When I turned around, my face was tightly clamped by something soft and extremely elastic, making it difficult to breathe. .

After several minutes of this, I finally woke up from the suffocation. I opened my eyes suddenly and found that I could see nothing but white snow.

The soft and comfortable feeling on the face becomes more and more clear.

Pushing my head back slightly and pulling away, I finally knew what the soft white thing in front of me was.

The snow-white priest's robe... well, of course, what's wrapped inside is the girl's most precious and beautiful breasts.

"Uuhuhu~~~Xiaofan~~~hug~~~" The little ghost, who was still sleeping, let out a cute murmur. He stretched out his two little hands and hugged my head back again, and fell into two towering pillows. In the soft fragrance of the deep ravine between the breasts.

She was still asleep, the sun was shining on her buttocks, and seeing the little ghost hugging her tightly, I simply kept her posture and sat up from the bed with her in my arms, and then I slapped her buttocks a few times, not lightly or hard. Down.

"Woo~~~Woo~~~" The little lazy pig was about to get up. He originally wanted to say this, but his face fell into a gentle place. The words he spoke also turned into whines.

After calling several times, the little saint opened her eyes in a daze and glanced at me in confusion.

"Wow! The big pervert Xiaofan got into my arms!"

"You need to figure out the situation first!" I raised my head. With some nostalgia, he exposed his face from the tight grip of the two soft breasts, protested loudly, and then slapped the little ghost's fragrant buttocks again.

"Wow! The big pervert Xiao Fan forced this holy lady to hold him in her arms!"

"Your ability to confuse things is like a saint." Coach, please give me the best coffee table.

"Okay. Everyone takes a step back."

The little ghost, who seemed to not want to admit the fact that it was she who picked me up, showed a struggle, and seemed to have really made a lot of concessions and sacrifices.

"I think if I step back any further, I will fall into the abyss called perversion." I thought about it, but I still felt that I really couldn't compromise easily at this time.

"Xiao Fan. If you want to drink milk, it's useless even if you crawl here." The little ghost ignored my protest and said directly.

"Stay back, isn't this getting too much, you bastard?"

I finally couldn't help but break away from the little ghost's embrace, got out of her arms, took a step back, and stretched out my hands. He started rubbing her extremely soft face wantonly.

This Druid has not used it for a long time [Really! Ten Thousand Buddhas of God, Tai Chi, Yin and Yang, Chaos, Primordial God, Rubbing His Face Hands].

"Uh-hu-la, ha-chi-ta-ha..."

Under my terrifying stunt, the little ghost was so frightened and trembling that he couldn't even speak. It was scary, it was really scary. Even the person who invented this trick felt deep fear and decided to seal it in the rice cooker. It was not until the third generation of the Holy Maiden, the Little Ghost, was born that the seal could be broken and reappeared.

"You've been acting like an idiot since early in the morning."

As a result, when I was using the thirty-sixth of the ninety-nine and eighty-one postures - the flat sand and falling wild goose posture, a milky sound suddenly came from my feet.

While rubbing it, I looked back. Isn't it little King Arthur? I almost forgot. This little guy also shamelessly stayed in the tent, so I could only sleep peacefully with the delicious little ghost in my arms.

However. The little King Arthur who appeared in front of me was extremely unfamiliar, wearing pajamas that I had never seen before.

To put it simply, it is a set of lion puppet pajamas. The hat part is the lion's head, and the little face is exposed from the wide mouth. It is so lifelike that the cuteness index is directly off the charts.

But how could I, Druid Wu Fan, be so superficial that I would be conquered by a small lion puppet costume?

"Who are you?" So, I was stunned for a while and asked pretending to be confused.

Then in the next moment, sword light flashed, and by the time little King Arthur wiped his tearful eyes and left angrily, I had already been hit by the sword and fell to the ground.

But... damn, that's so careless.

He was seriously injured. He put his hands on the ground and staggered up from the ground. As soon as he raised his head, he saw the little ghost me caressing her pretty face that was red and hot because of my rubbing, and their eyes met in mid-air.

Then, she smiled brightly at me, like a hundred flowers blooming, an angel descending, her delicate body bathed in the holy light, making people worship her.

However, even though I knew exactly how many hairs there were on her body, I started to shudder.

Because this stupid saint has not even a hair on her body except her hair, eyebrows and eyelashes... No, wait, why do I have to explain this kind of thing? It seems that I am losing money. Although I can’t explain the reason, It just felt like I was carrying a banner like jumping off a building with tears on my head, making the most losing business in history!

Ahem, after all, there is no point in regretting. Changing the subject wisely is the best way. What I just mentioned is that my understanding of the little ghost is correct, so everyone, take a look...

Just look at what I look like now.

I burst into tears when I saw the little ghost showing his white teeth in his smile, and then biting my body with a whimper, enjoying the long-lost pain.

I have already been stabbed so badly by little King Arthur, and yet I still want to do this, this is like a naked whipping corpse.

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"Good morning, Alice-sama."

As soon as Arturia arrived at the tent door, she saw the tent door was opened, and an unknown luminous body yawned, rubbed its blurred eyes, and floated out precariously from the ground with its white and delicate feet.

She quickly took a step to the side. Get out of the way, then bow down solemnly and salute.

"Hafufufu~~~ Idiot Xiaofan's head is getting harder and harder, he needs to be trained more~~~"

Stretching and yawning. The little ghost murmured in a low voice and slowly floated past Amrudina. He didn't even cast a glance at Amrudina, completely mistaking her for air.

Good thing. After last night's baptism, Amrudina had somewhat understood the character of the holy ghost in front of her, so she did not show any surprise at the disrespectful treatment she received. Maintaining the knightly etiquette, Amrudina only took back the etiquette after knowing that the other party left.

Everyone has their own way of life and attitude. It doesn't matter whether the other person ignores them or cares about their etiquette. Just be yourself.

Amrudina, who already understood the little ghost's paranoid and twisted heart, did not intend to change the other person and make her view her knighthood in a different light, but. He won't change himself because of this.

After straightening her knight clothes and subconsciously smoothing the pale bangs on her forehead with her fingers, Amrudina took steps to come to the tent door.

"Your Highness, Amrudina has come to see you."

"Is it~~Amrudina~~~Come in~~Please come in~~" A weak response came from inside the tent, which startled Amrudina, who thought it was happening. What did he say? He quickly opened the tent door and walked in. At first glance, I was dumbfounded.

Her Royal Highness the Prince whom she respects and admires. At this time, he was still wearing pajamas and lying on the ground in a semi-conscious state. The exposed body part of the dirty pajamas was covered with red dots the size of pinholes and rows of neat and small tooth marks.

"I'm sorry, Amrudina, for letting you see such an embarrassing side..."

While rubbing the wounds on her body, she struggled to stand up from the ground. Amrudina quickly stepped forward, carefully helped me up, and patted the dust on my body. I smiled at her sheepishly.

I always feel that...because of her actions on the Sky City, Amrudina seems to have magnified my image to a terrifying level, which can be seen from her actions.

Therefore, I did not shy away from my current miserable appearance. I just wanted her to understand that His Highness the Prince, whom she respected and admired, was just an ordinary mortal in daily life... no, even in battle. , and does not have the aura of the King of Heroes of Artoria.

If I don't vaccinate her, I will have to keep making a fool of myself in front of her, like Alexander.

"Where...well...the approachable Prince is also...also..." Amrudina responded quickly, looking at me, her face turned slightly red.

Hey, I glanced at myself subconsciously, and suddenly I felt a landslide and tsunami, the end of the world.

Ahhhhh——! ! ! It's over, the bear's pajamas are exposed——! ! !

That's right, the pajamas I'm wearing are bear pajamas made by Veras herself. Although I told her many times, she finally reluctantly gave up on continuing to embroider animal patterns on my underwear, but these pajamas... …this pajamas…

I had tears streaming down my face. Although I wanted Amrudina to see my normal side to prevent her admiration from putting too much pressure on me, I never thought about letting her see this kind of thing. Something!

"Very... very suitable... suitable for His Highness the Prince... really... really."

Amrudina's pretty face was still flushed, so she turned away embarrassedly, turned her back to me, and covered her hot cheeks, as if I was naked instead of wearing pajamas.

Is this set of bear pajamas really so shameful? In Amrudina's eyes, it's no different from being naked?

Thinking of this, I feel like crying.

It was originally planned to lower the image of His Highness the Prince that was placed high in the sky in Amrudina's mind just a little bit, but she didn't expect that it fell to the ground and shattered.

"You came here so early in the morning, what happened?"

In order to cover up the sadness in my heart, I coughed a few times, put on a slightly serious face, and shook my body, hoping to shake off some domineering air or something to make up for the collapse of my image just now.

However, wearing bear pajamas and acting like a superior person will only make people laugh no matter what.

Thinking of this, she still pretended to be serious on the surface, holding her head high and chest out, showing an extraordinary bearing, but Amrudina couldn't see her back. But it has turned into pale ashes, which will dissipate as long as a gust of wind blows over.

"Yes, Your Highness the Prince. I came here this time to report something important."

When it came to business, Amrudina turned around and stood up straight. Face me seriously.

That’s what I admire about Amrudina. She has a rigorous attitude and a sense of responsibility, as long as she talks about business. You will immediately forget everything else and enter the state.

So please forget about what you saw just now, please Amrudina.

I made a strong gesture of clasping my hands together in my heart, and continued to put on a solemn face, waiting for her report.

"Your Highness, those mutated monsters and monsters have been chased less than ten miles outside the town of Lalula."

"Oh?" Although it was expected, I still exclaimed.

When we moved the Madeya settlement here, we had already guessed this possibility, those monsters. Will you also come with Sky City?

After all, when they were in the Madeya settlement, they behaved very suspiciously, as if they were controlled by a force... well, to be clear, they were actually controlled by the black dragon's breath, gradually gathered, and launched an attack on the Madeya settlement.

If they were not manipulated and commanded, each of these mutated monsters would have such a deep hatred for Madeya. If you don't want to go anywhere, you have to rush to the settlement?

so. At that time, I was thinking about what black dragon Elias wanted to get in the Madeya settlement. In other words... is it the object or person it wants to destroy that makes it do such a thing? At that time, mutated monsters and monsters kept coming, and without giving me much time to think about it, I turned Madeya settlement into a city in the sky and ran away.

Now that I have settled down, these questions come to my mind again.

"Okay, I understand. Where's Artoria? What's going on?" I stopped and asked.

"Her Majesty the Queen has personally visited the city wall to observe the enemy's situation, and all measures to deal with the enemy are ready."

The defensive magic array in Lalula Town can be opened at any time, and the teleportation magic circle from Lalula Town to the Elf King City has also relaxed the limit on the maximum amount of teleportation, allowing reinforcements of 50,000 soldiers to be completed within half an hour.

"Very good, it seems I have nothing to worry about."

I was secretly stunned. As expected of Artoria, she had inherited the war talent of King Arthur. She had considered almost every detail and did not relax her vigilance just because she was facing just some mutated monsters and monsters. Look down on the other person.

"Thank you for your report, Amrudina. You can go down first. I will be there soon."

"Yes, Your Highness."

Amrudina gave a proper knightly salute, slowly stepped back a few steps, turned around, and strode away.

To change clothes, the first thing to do is to change out of this set of bear pajamas. After this battle is over... Bah, bah, bah, why do you have to use such an unlucky way to say it? In short, I have to protest to Vilas again. , make me some more manly pajamas, for example, a unique style that opens the chest to reveal a big "s" letter on the chest.

Although I feel that some people may complain about why it is not "m", it should be "m".

M, your sister, I have a strong Qi attack!

Because someone was clever and misused strange words that were only used with specific attributes, so the moral bottle was shattered on the ground again.

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