Diablo Destruction

...In general, ice wings and necklaces should be about the same. Both have huge potential that can be tapped. I can't decide which one is more powerful now.

"Thank you, Lord Corugas." After conducting all-round experiments on the necklace with the little ghost, I raised my head and bowed heartily to the giant blacksmith Corugas who was sitting aside and watching.

"You're welcome. I'm not working for you for free. Have you found the student I want?"

Korugas said angrily. Every word he uttered was like a hurricane blowing from the ground. Ordinary people really didn't even have the qualifications to listen to him.

"Sorry, not yet. Mr. Corugas has helped me so much. I can't be perfunctory about this matter. I will definitely choose a student that I think is the most suitable for you." I respectfully said The way.

That being said, I have actually left this matter to Raphael and Akara. I believe that with their sophisticated vision, they will definitely be able to select candidates who are more suitable and in line with the interests of the alliance than me.

"Well, it doesn't take much time. When you find it, just let me know."

Corugas nodded lightly. He didn't seem to care much about this student. Rather than the student's qualifications and whether he can inherit his legacy, he cares more about whether I found the student for him. That's all.

When we were in the Evil Cave, I asked him why, but unfortunately the giant kept it secret. He was very tight-lipped and didn't reveal any information to me at all.

No matter what, you will understand one day.

I nodded to the other party in assurance, and subconsciously rubbed the necklace carefully in my hand, feeling the warmth and strength it brought.

"Huh?"

At this moment, I suddenly discovered something.

There seemed to be something somewhere where my fingers had lightly touched just now.

I held the necklace in front of my eyes and carefully searched for the place I had just touched. Observe carefully.

As a result, on the back of the pendant, that is, the back of the sculpture of the saint's full body, I found several extremely small vertical characters, probably only as big as the eye of a needle. , these small words are really invisible to the naked eye.

See here. I brought the necklace closer to my eyes, almost touching it. With the druid's titanium dog eyes, this line of small words came into my eyes clearly, and I read it out slowly.

Please take this as a gift. To my beloved daughter Alice.

——Love your father, Alexander, Ercedonia

——Love your mother, Maqili, Yeris

A few lines of short words and dozens of ordinary words made my eyes sore, and hot tears flowed uncontrollably from my eyes.

The little ghost next to me seemed to be petrified, staring blankly until I carefully placed the necklace in her hand, gently held her other little hand, and closed the necklace in my palm. She didn't react until she held it in her arms.

"Dad...Dad...wuwu~~~~Mom...I...I can't let go...I can't let you go...wuwuwu~~~~~~oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo. A heart-breaking cry resounded over the entire valley. Tears and snot flowed out from the eyes and nose of the little ghost like a broken gate. It looked like a three-year-old child crying. It completely lost the nobility and elegance of the saint. image of.

The moment she cried, she was like a lost, weak and crying little girl, wandering in a sea of ​​strangers and searching for decades, hundreds, or thousands of years, running and running, searching and searching.

I don’t know how much time passed, and I don’t know how many times she fell down. The beautiful clothes her parents gave her were dirty, torn, and her body was scarred. She still continued to grit her teeth in the sea of ​​people, run stubbornly, and shed her tears. After swallowing it, finally one day, the familiar figures of my parents appeared on the opposite side.

This moment of emotion, this moment of relief, and grievance were all vented in cries, tears, and runny noses.

My two hands were busy, wiping the little ghost's tears and snot, and wiping my own tears. I also held her in my arms and patted her back comfortingly.

My heart was touched by the love of the little ghost’s parents, and I was also very pleased.

Just cry, I finally cried.

These days were really depressing, especially after the battle was over and the little ghost's father was relieved.

Although the little ghost tried his best to look nonchalant, he made a gorgeous appearance and made sharp remarks, allowing me to marry Linya, and letting me make the necklace and cross my own exclusive equipment.

All of this showed her joy at her father's liberation, and there didn't seem to be much sadness, so that even Linya was deceived into thinking that the little ghost had really looked away.

The name of the best actor Kesi is well-deserved.

However, she can't hide it from me, who is close to each other and gets along day and night.

The inexplicable depressive atmosphere I felt from her body made me hesitate and didn't know what to do. Although I understood that maybe time could dilute all this, I hated this. I hated that I couldn't do anything and could only rely on time to wash it away. Besides, God knows if this little saint who already has a twisted temperament will develop new distortions if she continues to suppress it like this.

Now, it's like the volcano I've been suppressing for a long time has finally erupted. It's vented, and I'm relieved.

"Okay, okay, be good and stop crying."

After a full ten minutes passed, the little ghost's cries gradually became hoarse. It felt like she had almost vented her anger, so I patted her back and coaxed softly.

"Xiao...Xiaofan...wuwu~~~Xiaofan~~~~" As soon as I said the sound, the little ghost seemed to have grabbed a life-saving straw and got into my arms tightly. Hold hard.

In that strange street filled with people and dimly lit, there was a little girl who had been wandering alone for tens of thousands of years. I finally saw the backs of my parents and grabbed the corners of their clothes, but I could only say a few words. Before I could even relive their warm embrace, my parents had disappeared.

Instead, there was me standing in front of me.

The sad little girl could only take a few steps forward and hug me tightly. For a moment, I heard her cry and begging from the bottom of her soul.

Xiaofan. You are the only one I have left, please don’t disappear again.

"It won't disappear again, idiot."

Caressing the long, silky moonlight hair, I kissed the tears on the little ghost's cheek and said softly but firmly.

The delicate body in her arms trembled, and she weakly opened her teary eyes. Wuwu asked sobbing.

"Xiao Fan...how do you know...what I'm thinking?"

"Because I am your knight. If I can't do this, how can I be worthy of being your knight?" I smiled and touched her head more gently.

"That's right." She wiped her face a little arrogantly and raised her head. He asked, staring hard at me.

"Then, my knight, are you willing to serve me forever and swear to me that you will never leave my side?"

"Well..."

"No...don't you want to? Wuwu~~~~~" The girl's face turned pale, and tears tended to come out of her eyes again.

"You also know that no matter how loyal a knight is, he still has to receive a salary. He can't starve himself to death." I blinked and looked at the other party aggrievedly.

"So...what is the reward, my knight?"

"Well..." I pretended to meditate for a while, and then laughed under the nervous gaze of the other party.

"How about this, change one second to one year?"

"What a second?"

"Kiss for a second."

"To ask such a noble master for such a reward, he is really a lustful and greedy knight."

The girl muttered, but her tense expression relaxed in an instant, and she showed a beautiful smile as bright as the stars.

Immediately, those soft and moist cherry lips kissed her tightly.

"Hmm~~~"

Their lips touched each other, and even though they were already very familiar, they still let out a shy and sweet sigh like a first kiss.

Keep kissing like this, keep kissing...

wait wait wait!

I leaned back a little and pulled our lips apart.

Although I don’t mind kissing the little ghost until eternity, there was an Overlord audience member who didn’t buy a ticket, and Vilas and the others were also waiting outside.

"Not enough~~~"

Coquettishly and domineeringly, they re-sewed the silver thread connecting each other's lips, and kissed for a while before the little ghost raised his head and stared at them slightly panting and confused.

"First... pay ten thousand years... no, one hundred thousand years... no, let's pay one million years' salary first."

After saying that, he put those sweet and attractive cherry lips together.

One...a million years?

Wait, let me do the math first, one minute and sixty seconds, one hour 3,600 seconds, one day 68,400 seconds...

In other words, if you want to pay a million years' salary in advance, even kissing for ten days and ten nights is not enough! ! !

"Stop!!" I reluctantly took a sip on the fragrant tongue offered by the little ghost. I distanced myself and shouted stop.

Ten days and ten nights... let me go. Not to mention that there is a big spectator next to me. I am afraid that the onlookers outside the valley will not be able to bear their loneliness and break in to watch fiercely.

After coughing a few times, I put on the painful expression of a conscientious businessman, and said to the puzzled little ghost: "You're lucky, today is the first day of opening of this knight, so there is a promotion, buy one year and get one million years free." .”

Damn it, are there any conscientious businessmen like me in the world? Is there such a loss-making business?

"Ten million years!" Unexpectedly, this greedy little saint was not satisfied with this and would continue to bargain.

I'm angry. I even lost my underwear. Are you going to pull out my hair?

I put on the pose of a majestic and unyielding hot-blooded man, with his eyes burning with the fire of resistance. The next moment, I lowered my noble knight's head.

"Ten million years, just ten million years."

Anyway, it's no different from a million years. It's like a poor boy who can only celebrate his birthday by eating a pack of expired instant noodles and owes someone a billion. The difference is the same as owing others 10 billion.

"Hey, hehe, in this way, Xiaofan will be the knight of this saint for 10,682 years." The little ghost happily hugged me tightly. Rubbing his face in his arms like a kitten.

"Wait a minute, what's going on with the small change at the end?"

Although I don't care whether it's one million years or ten million years, it doesn't mean that I will be taken advantage of in vain.

"We kissed for a total of six hundred and eighty-two seconds just now." The little ghost raised his head proudly. Answered naturally.

It turns out...that's it, I actually forgot about that long kiss just now. After all, I've been giving it to you for free for ten million years, so I still have to count this small change!

This little saint should not be underestimated, she may become my Rogge Third Stingy’s biggest enemy.

"Okay, okay, look at how you look. You look like a little cat."

I took out my handkerchief and carefully wiped the tears from the little ghost's face.

"Hey hehe~~~"

Faced with my joke, the little ghost rarely protested or retorted. She just raised her head and asked me to wipe her face, and then she smiled silly at me with a pair of thin little arms like lotus roots. Hanging around my neck like a root.

This is completely unlike her usual self. She must have cried all her brains out just now.

After carefully wiping away the traces of crying from the little ghost, I turned around, took it seriously, and bowed to Corugas respectfully.

Although I don't know what happened. But thanks to the giant blacksmith who preserved the message from the little ghost's parents on the necklace, the little ghost was not overly depressed and went to extremes. This kind of kindness is tantamount to reincarnation, and no matter how grateful you are, you should be grateful.

"Thank you very much, Lord Corugas. I don't know what to say now. If I can be of any help in the future, I will definitely go through fire and water."

"You're welcome, it's just a little effort." Korugas' sharp eyes fell on the necklace, and his voice, which had always been indifferent, also had some emotion.

"These few messages were originally included in it. I just followed the trend and kept it." After a pause, he continued.

"The reason why I helped you create this necklace is, as I have already said, that I want you to help find a student. Secondly, it is also because I realized that the necklace contains a deep feeling for a blacksmith. ——At least for me, after spending a long time, compared to the sense of accomplishment of forging a powerful weapon and equipment, I prefer to feel every piece of material in the forging. Every piece of equipment contains it. My feelings will make me extremely fulfilled, and your necklace has this qualification."

"Anyway, thank you very much." I bowed deeply again.

Perhaps for Corugas, this is a piece of cake, and it is very enjoyable, but I can't not accept this favor because of this... To be continued)! ~!