Diablo Destruction

"Everyone, come and take a look. Welcome to welcome our new partners."

"Is there finally someone new coming to see you?"

"Hahahaha, no problem, just leave it to me Tulakov. I guarantee they will adapt here in a month."

"Come on, you can only teach newcomers to rush into monsters and die. Let me, Shashik, do it. What is the way of survival? It can be learned quickly in three days and completed in one year. With me here, Raphael no longer has to worry. It’s a matter of newcomers dying in battle.”

"Huh? Your way of survival? Could it be that you are talking about your ability to hide in defense and bully the weak and fear the strong?"

"What are you talking about? This is called sizing up the situation and using the long side to defeat the short side. Do you know that? Or is your mindless rampage more suitable for a newcomer?"

"It seems like you can't understand people anymore, so you can only draw a line and compete to see who is more qualified to teach newcomers."

"It's just what I want. Let's go now before the newcomer is robbed."

"Okay, you two, please be quiet and stop scaring people. Let's take a look first."

"By the way, didn't Raphael say that during this period... something will come, will it come?"

"He's the elder of our alliance, you pig-brained guy."

"I heard that Raphael's precious granddaughter will come over."

"oh!!!"

"oh oh!!!"

"Oh oh oh!!!"

A group of people became excited.

"Raphael's granddaughter...could it be that I can finally end my days as a bachelor?"

"No, no, no, I am more suitable. If you inherit Raphael's bloodline, you should prefer me who is gentle and elegant."

"Go away, strength is the source of all beauty."

"I asked you what to do with barbaric ginseng. The aesthetics are completely different."

"I like it, you can handle it."

"Ahem, everyone, please stop arguing and listen to what I have to say." It seemed that he was the one who broke the news first, coughing a few times to interrupt the quarrel.

"I haven't finished what I just said. The exact news is that Raphael's granddaughter will come with her husband-to-be, the elder of the alliance."

People quarreling: "..."

"Ah ha ha ha ha, you are all stupid. You guys who want to eat swan meat don't even look at how old you are." The barbarian smiled happily.

"Beat him!" Someone shouted angrily, and the scene suddenly became chaotic.

Well, what's going on? Why is it so noisy when I just arrived? It seems like there's some trouble?

Especially the loud voices of the barbarians, which tore the eardrums, as if they could feel the spittle spray coming towards them.

After returning to the real world from the endless space corridor, Linya and I were still spinning. We were immediately attacked by sound waves again, and our heads became even more painful.

"Linya."

"Brother Wu."

When we encountered this situation, both of us were a little overwhelmed and subconsciously held hands.

"Hey, why are there only two of us? Could it be that they are really the guests that Raphael mentioned, not newcomers?"

At this time, a clear voice came out among the noise, which seemed to make the chaotic scene much quieter, but what followed was many sharp eyes staring at them as if they were needles.

Shaking my head, I squinted my eyes and took a step forward from the teleportation array, with the intention of protecting Linya behind me. My hazy vision began to clear.

Looking around, I was immediately shocked.

When did so many people gather in the teleportation array?

There were all kinds of people, tall and short, men and women, thick and slender. They were sitting in a group, and the people on the left started to fight for some reason.

Everyone was wearing simple clothes, which was completely different from what I imagined wearing ferocious armor, covered in blood, and with murderous intent on their faces.

If it weren't for these people who could indeed feel the aura and smell of the strong, and the thick blood hidden in the peace, I would definitely have regarded the scene in front of me as the three factions in a certain village. Among the villagers, two minority groups got into a fight over something, while the other majority group stayed on the sidelines and watched forcefully. This is the script.

Because of the presence of Linya and me, the people who were struggling together stopped fighting, and all eyes gathered in unison.

"Ha...ah hahaha, um...good morning everyone."

The scene of big eyes glaring at small eyes, many eyes glaring but few eyes remained in a stalemate for a while, but I still felt like I was sitting on a pincushion. I smiled stiffly and said hello.

"Newcomer?" The barbarian who was closer to me and still grappling with a paladin asked briefly and concisely with his eyes as wide as cowbells.

"Well... that's right." I replied subtly. It was my first time coming to the third world, so I should be considered a newcomer.

"Why are there only two here? Where are the rest of the team?" He asked again. Perhaps everyone wanted to know this question, so as soon as he finished speaking, the scene became quiet.

The rest of the team? Are you talking about Carlos, Seattle Lake and Sister Sharna?

"They didn't come." I shook my head.

"Why don't you come together and treat this place as a place to play?" The giant barbarian snorted and became angry.

"And the most important thing is, why can't I feel a strong aura from you? You must have sneaked here."

I:"……"

I'm really sorry for not having the momentum of a master.

At this time, Linya also recovered, took a step forward gently, and snuggled next to me. Although she was as surprised as me by the existence of these people in front of her, she was worthy of being the heir of the blood of hundreds of tribes. There was no trace of it in her eyes. Confused and troubled, but with the eyes of gentle relatives watching these people.

"Oh oh oh, everyone, look at the beauty." Many male adventurers whistled.

"Wait a minute, Tulakov, let's stop the competition first. We seem to have made a mistake." Another middle-aged man who was not afraid and dared to fight with the barbarians. Judging from the aura emanating from him, it should be Paladin profession, while speaking at this time, he released his grip on the other party's hand.

"Excuse me, are you the helpers sent by Great Elder Akara?"

I nodded.

There was an uproar among the people.

"I'm confused whether he is a newcomer or an assistant." Next to the paladin, a barbarian named Tulakov seemed to be holding his head, causing confusion.

Is it necessary to be so troubled? As a newcomer and a helper, doesn't it just make sense?

I am worried about the single-core and single-thread computing capabilities of the barbarian in front of me. Is it really okay for these guys to go to the battlefield with it?

"That is to say...you are Raphael's granddaughter." The paladin's eyes turned to Linya.

"Exactly." Linya took a slight step from behind me and bowed to these people gracefully.

At this time, everyone started to take a closer look.

"It's true, she's Raphael's granddaughter, and her hair is the exact same color."

"Idiot, the face looks very similar, too. It's basically the template of Raphael when he was young."

"Shhhh, keep your voice down. You are young or not, what will you do if you are overheard? If you want to die, don't drag me into this."

The surroundings were suddenly filled with silence.

Seeing the behavior of these people, I seemed to understand the reason why Akara asked me to call Lord Raphael instead of Raphael*** several times. The princess of Baizu seems to be particularly concerned about the issue of age.

Of course, this is not surprising. Which female singer or movie star doesn’t want to stay young forever and dress up like she is twenty years old when she is forty or fifty years old? Raphael, who is known as a singer and dancer, is also a human being.

"They are similar in size."

"The most important thing is the temperament. Did you see that the temperament is the same as Raphael's? It's full of intimacy. It's absolutely true. She is Raphael's granddaughter."

Finally, everyone made the final decision.

"But..." At this moment, a discordant voice came.

Although he didn't continue talking, everyone seemed to understand it unanimously.

What does it mean behind it.

Then, all eyes, whether male or female, fell on Linya's breasts.

Hey Hey hey.

I blocked Linya behind me and stared at them.

However, it doesn’t feel like that’s the case. These looks don’t contain sex. Whether they are men or women, they all reveal the same thought and the same feeling. I can’t describe it well. I can only say... something like... Speechless eyes, compassion, and a sense of watching a good show.

As for whom I am speechless, who I feel pity for, and what kind of show I want to watch, I don’t know.

In short, it was a period of confused silence.

"What are you guys doing here? Do you want to bully my granddaughter?"

Suddenly, a sweet and gentle scolding came. As soon as the words were finished, the crowd made a way, as if to welcome the arrival of their king.

"coming."

Listening to this, the person coming here should be the person in charge here, Linya's grandmother, Raphael, who is also the princess of hundreds of tribes and is known for her singing and dancing skills.

Linya, who had always exuded a mature and calm temperament, acted like a child at this time. She subconsciously held my little hand with strength, her palms were sweating nervously, and she shrank her body behind me.

Facing the direction of the sun, a petite figure walked slowly among the crowd, walking step by step in the brilliant golden light.

Before anyone arrived, a strong and familiar aura rushed towards him.

Squinting my eyes, I looked at the voice that came to me.

Her dark green straight long hair was draped casually over her shoulders, dancing with the wind. She was indescribably smart and elegant. She was wearing a short coat embellished with leather buttons, and underneath was a knee-length leather skirt that was almost connected to her top. As one piece, at first glance, you would definitely mistake it for a dress.

The lower part of the long skirt is well covered and protected by long boots. Behind her is a lace cape and fingerless white gloves. The overall look is beautiful yet stable, which makes people think involuntarily. A word flashed through my mind.

A noble and solemn dancer.

But what surprised me the most was her appearance. As other people said, she was very similar to Linya. It could even be said that she was exactly the wife version of Linya, in the mature stage, in full body.

The resembling beautiful face is a little more mature and steady than Linya. It seems as if the last missing piece has been filled in, making the intellectual and gentle aura exuding from her body perfect and without any flaws. .

The identical sky-blue eyes blinked as if they could speak. They were a little less innocent than Linya, but a little more steady, calm, and kind based on knowledge and experience, and had an adult-like charm.

The smile on her face was also brighter, as if she was Linya after putting on light makeup.

At first glance, she looks like Linya's sister who is ten years older than Linya.

There is no need to doubt that the person in front of him must have a close relationship with Linya, and in the Rogge camp in the third world, Raphael is the only one who agrees to the conditions.

Although I have tried my best to take Raphael's strength into account and rejuvenate her appearance, the face that appears in front of me is still younger and more beautiful than I imagined.

only……

Suddenly, I seemed to know what the expressions on those people's faces after looking at Linya's breasts just now meant.

The Raphael who looked very similar to Linya in front of him, although he could not be said to have small breasts, compared with Linya, was just as big as a plum or a melon.

Raphael, who couldn't hide his excitement at the reunion of his relatives, walked up quickly and seemed to have noticed this, and the smile on his face froze slightly.

Then, he suddenly made a shocking move.

When she came to us, she actually... hugged me into her soft embrace.

"Ooooh, Linya, I miss you so much!!!"

Everyone: "..."

"I'm already escaping from reality. It's really pitiful." There was silence for a while, and then the crowd of people watching and whispering made merciless complaints.