Diablo Destruction

The power of the masses is extremely powerful. Even the owner of Xinluoge Bar, who used to avoid me and Sister Sharna like a snake, burst out with immense resentment.

After finally getting rid of the group of guys who couldn't be driven away, I shed two lines of blood and tears when I saw the half-torn IOUs in my hands and the satisfied figures of the bar owners leaving with a big belly.

Old drunkard, Ben Druid is not done with you!

In addition, when Sister Sharna comes back, ask her to go drinking with her. The two of them will drink all the bars in the camp together. What a joy it will be...

I was brewing these big conspiracies that would make the whole camp tremble. As I walked home, I kept thinking about the conversation I had just had with the old drunkard.

The part about the third world can be omitted. In this way, there is not much information that can be obtained. After thinking about it, I can only draw two points.

First, the old drunkard’s last words told me not to overestimate my capabilities and to take care of her affairs. There were some things that I couldn’t help with. It was obvious that something had indeed happened to her. It seemed that it was not just her who was involved, but Sister Sharna was also involved, because when I asked her about it, she did not deny that this matter had nothing to do with Sister Sharna.

It seems that during the few days I stayed, I couldn't catch this guy and ask him clearly. Akara and Kane seemed to know something, but since she didn't take the initiative to tell me, she told me not to be distracted and go. Mainly in the third world, even if I went to ask now, I wouldn't get much information.

It's really annoying. These guys are hiding each and every one of them. I admit that I am a little concerned and confused, but when it comes to Sister Sharna's matter, how can I calm down?

The second point is the old drunkard's recent weird behavior. As Akara said, this guy has completely given up on his duties.

Although she never cared much about it before and only caused trouble to the soldiers, everyone can be a little understanding of this kind of thing. After all, most of the camp is trivial. With the strength of the old drunkard, she can care about this and that. The little arrogance of a master that was left in her heart probably wouldn't be able to accept it. When Akara asked her to take charge of this, she didn't expect that she would be able to take care of too much. She just played a role in controlling the camp.

As for some major events that occasionally happen, the old drunkard will simply pick them out even though he is reluctant. This is enough. Although he is an incompetent guy, at least there is no one more suitable for this position than her now.

And now, based on what Akara said and the conversation just now, I seem to feel that the old drunkard has planned to completely delegate power, leave the affairs behind, and no longer manage it. She clearly doesn’t want to take care of it, but she has been taking care of it for decades. He is not a child in June, and he must not make such a decision suddenly without any reason.

Why did she do this? It felt like I was going to a distant place that I would never return to, so I separated myself from the affairs of the camp bit by bit.

In addition, there are these IOUs. Although the situation like this has happened from time to time in the past, an unscrupulous old drunkard gave me the IOUs she owed and asked me to help her pay off the debts, but those were all because the debts were owed for too long. The bar owner did this because he had no choice but to force him and he really had no money.

To put it bluntly, the only thing the old drunkard can do to have fun in the camp is, firstly, drinking, and secondly, fighting the bar owners with wits and courage against the scoundrels. Therefore, from my understanding, it is absolutely impossible for her to have sex all at once. Throwing all the IOUs to me is not because she has no shame, but these IOUs are usually important props for her to tease the entire camp and cause trouble for everyone.

Now she has dealt with all the IOUs in one go, and contacted her again to abandon her work and give up completely, not even attending the elders' meeting. I think it is already obvious that she seems to be transferring her responsibilities to the current ones. Life and the connection with the camp cut off these thousands of connections in one fell swoop.

Could this guy have some plans to leave the camp and not come back?

I can only think of this. It is impossible that I suddenly lost my mind and planned to commit suicide to end my remaining life.

But the problem is...even if she really plans to do this, what connection does she have with Sister Sharna? Whether she wants to leave the camp, or really plans to commit suicide by jumping off a building, taking poison and selling her moral integrity, the big deal is that she can Sister Sharna and I lamented the misfortune and were angry about it. We secretly hid in the corner and wiped away tears, but we still had to live our lives as usual.

Why do you act like you are so involved with Sister Sharna, and what kind of thin line is there between Sister Sharna going to the Cow Gate to obtain the Tears of the Cow?

I racked my brain and couldn't figure out what was going on. I feel that if I continue to think about it, my biography in the future will not be the history of the bloody battle to save the Dark Continent, but the mystery detective, the famous detective Wu Fan who is supernatural and suspenseful.

Scratching my head, I still put this matter in my heart. I originally thought that if I told Linya and Lena, with their wisdom, they might think more and deeper than I thought, but Linya is going to the third place with me now. The three worlds are also worried about how to meet their grandma, while Lena concentrates on studying beside Yalandlan and cannot be disturbed.

Sure enough, there aren’t enough military talents in the family? Do you want to kidnap a few more and bring them back... Wait, isn't this already exactly what the Beast Duke does?

I quickly stopped, shook my head, looked up, and found that I had unknowingly returned to the Mages Guild, and the door of my house was already in sight.

"Xiaofan Xiaofan Xiaofan..."

The little ghost I left behind was already waiting outside the door. When he saw my figure from a distance, he kept exchanging my name and swooped over. Really, it took less than ten minutes to get entangled with the old drunkard. It took more than half an hour to deal with the bar owners, and they only left for less than an hour. This little saint was a little too clingy.

Of course, there is definitely no man in this world who can resist the attachment and stickiness of such a holy and beautiful Holy Lady. So while I complained in my mouth, I happily opened my arms in my heart, ready to welcome Fei Fei. The little ghost hugged her and gave her a good nuzzle.

Come on, jump into my broad chest, stand up your chest proudly, close your eyes intoxicated, I am waiting to rush into my arms with the fragrance and softness that is about to come.

Hey, something seems wrong. Why do I hear the whistling sound of violent friction in the air?

When I opened my eyes, my eyes immediately became wet.

What's in front of me is the fragrant and soft stuffing, it's clearly the little ghost's signature dish - ghost cannonballs!

No way, I didn't offend her, I just let her play for an hour, why should I be so angry?

"How dare you ignore this holy lady and just leave me on the road without care, Xiaofan will be punished by God!"

With such a sweet shout, the little ghost sped up again, and his body turned into a straight line of light, sweeping through the storm, tearing the air, and hitting him head-on with unparalleled momentum.

"Boom————!!"

"puff----!!"

Accompanying the daily disaster events, a combination of movement and stillness, driven by the huge inertia, the two bodies flew tens of meters away, fell to the grass and rolled into a ball.

"Xiaofan~~Xiaofan Xiaofan Xiaofan~~" Riding on the horse that was foaming at the mouth

On the screen, the little ghost is like a cat coquettishly showing off to its owner, constantly rubbing its cute face against it, with a face full of happiness and peace of mind.

"Actually, I have been worried about a problem." I, Brother Xinchun, instantly resurrected with full health, holding the delicate chin of the little ghost, as if thinking.

"What?" The little ghost tilted his head in confusion. He looked so cute. Is this cunning saint acting cute because she is afraid that I will retaliate later? How could I be defeated by such childish methods... Sorry, I was really killed by cuteness and couldn't afford to get up.

Even after eight years of looking at this face, I never get tired of it, and there is always the danger of being killed by cuteness. How in the world can there be such a cute face? This is God's plan.

I rubbed the pretty face in front of me with the palms of my hands to reduce the feeling of being cute, and continued.

"Although I've asked before, just in case, I still have to confirm again. You stupid ghost...can you really not get pregnant?"

"Lunengla~~~ (No way)" the little ghost replied, angrily pulling my hand away and staring at me with a pair of beautiful silver eyes.

"Xiaofan really wants this saint to give birth to Xiaofan?"

"No, it's better to say I'm worried. What if I give birth to little Alice instead of little Xiaofan? Then every day when I go home, it becomes a double bomb attack. I feel sick to my stomach just thinking about it." I looked confused. Covering his abdomen.

"Hmph, neither Little Xiaofan nor Little Alice will give birth to Xiaofan. If it does happen, Xiaofan will no longer be the servant and knight of this holy lady, right? I will give birth to Xiaofan. A saint should not give such a small thing to others."

"Hey, it's not someone else, it's our child." I reminded the little ghost that this was not what a mother should say.

"Children are other people too! All I need is Xiaofan."

I:"……"

It seems that the little ghost's inability to give birth to a child is a correct attribute. This idiot, even if he gives birth to our child, maybe he will... Well, forget it, it's better not to think too much, just forget it.

"It won't split into two little ghosts." I thought for a while and suddenly asked again.

As for ghosts, I always feel like they are going to divide and reproduce.

"No way, what kind of strange creature do you think this saint is? Xiaofan, you idiot!!! Ah~~~oooo (I bite)!!!" The little ghost was really angry and grinned. He showed his good teeth and bit them down at me.

The daily screams echoed over the Mage Guild again.

In the next three days, Linya and I spent almost all our time in the Mage Guild. Old Farah didn't give any details, but just asked us to go there each morning and afternoon, which made me think that after we go , as long as he stays in his laboratory for about as long as he farts, he can walk away without leaving any lingering fragrance.

They didn't expect it to take so long. The two of them each stood in a magic circle. The halo formed by the magic circle was scanning up and down on their bodies. There were more than a dozen old mages surrounding them who were watching fiercely, whispering to each other from time to time. , or record something in the notes, or return to the test bench and readjust the magic circle.

The halo of magic circles constantly scanning my body, a large group of old men wearing black and white mage robes, and the flashing lights of high-tech equipment on the test bench all gave me a sense of chaos in time and space, as if I was in a... Not a magical world, but a world with highly advanced technology.

As a result, this station lasted more than two hours. The halo that swept over my body was nothing. What made people care was the eyes of those old mages, as if they wanted to skin and bones me and Linya, cut them open and examine them carefully. Such a rigorous expression made Linya and I look at each other in tears and smile bitterly during the examination.

Three days passed, and finally, the last test was completed. A dozen old wizards nodded with satisfaction, waved their hands, and drove Linya and me out of the laboratory ruthlessly.

"Is this done?" Fortunately, old man Farah knew what was going on and came out with him, otherwise I would have to blow up the mage tower before leaving tomorrow.

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