Diablo Destruction

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"Isn't that reasonable? You are a stingy brat and you are blaming me for being stingy by nature?"

Farah's beard trembled with anger, and he did not deny his own character of being free from money. He was indeed the stingiest Rogge.

"No, wait, that's not what I'm talking about. Why are you here too?" I realized it at this time, thought about it calmly, and suddenly said in shock.

Although this old man is disliked by no one, his identity is the president of the Mages Guild after all. All kinds of matters of the Mages Guild are inseparable from his coordination. Why did he come to the hell world? Are you not ready to return to the Dark Continent? What a joke!

"Humph, are you realizing it now? Even if you become the Demon King, your IQ has not changed at all." Seeing my surprised expression now, Farah proudly stroked his sparse beard, as if he was very satisfied and scared me. Jump to this fact.

"Listen up..." Just when he had whetted his appetite, prepared the atmosphere, and was about to tell me the shocking truth, he was squeezed out of the camera by two other figures just as he opened his mouth, without any suspense.

"Have you made enough trouble? Supporting roles should have the consciousness of supporting roles. It's not okay to steal the limelight from me, the protagonist."

One of the figures who pushed aside Farah spoke loudly in her arrogant and rogue voice. From the wide black cloak and hat, a few burgundy hair could be vaguely seen floating.

"You are..." My eyes widened, even more surprised and unbelievable than before.

"Hmph, do you finally recognize my identity? My unscrupulous and stupid student, do you know how devastated I felt after I found out that you became the Demon King? I didn't expect that I just went out for a walk, and I lacked discipline. You have already fallen. As expected, this alliance cannot survive without me, Kasha..."

"Could it be that it's Sister Sharna?!" I just glanced at the chattering old drunkard, then turned my gaze to another silent figure and shouted in surprise. Now that the old drunkard has appeared, Sister Sharna, who entered the cow gate with her, will definitely come out together. There is no mistake.

The more I look at the figure, the more familiar it looks, regardless of height. It was still the queen's arrogance that was gradually released from hiding. I no longer doubted it, and jumped over happily, holding the figure tightly in my arms.

A gust of wind blew gently off the cloak and hat of the figure in his arms, and a head of extremely bright and pure golden hair fell down. The cold sea-blue eyes blinked a few times, revealing a bit of warmth. meaning.

The figure of the stunning queen emerged from the inconspicuous cloak, causing those who knew her identity to be in a trance for a moment, as if they were in this dark and desperate world of hell. Suddenly, brilliant golden sunlight appeared, reflecting the vast and cold blue ocean. Maybe she was not the strongest, but her presence was unparalleled. She was like a born protagonist, a destined king, no matter where she went. It is the center of attention, and no one will doubt whether she can reach the top in the future.

"Too slow." Her Majesty the Queen, who exuded a cold aura, smiled softly, and in an instant. Like the snow-white spring flowers blooming in Harrogath, it makes people feel incredible, but it is so beautiful and moving. She stretched out her hand to respond to the only one. The hug from my beloved brother finally spoke.

"It's because my sister hid her aura so that I wouldn't notice it." I complained in a coquettish and dependent tone while rubbing my golden hair as smooth as a ribbon.

"Even if the aura is hidden, with the bond between our siblings, we should have noticed it immediately." Sister Sharna held her arms around her waist. A slight squeeze expressed Her Majesty's inner dissatisfaction.

"Yes, it was my fault." Going against Sister Sharna would not bring good results. Besides, it was indeed my fault for not noticing her arrival immediately, so I immediately apologized honestly.

"Hey, hey, let me tell you, I haven't finished speaking yet. Can you at least wait until I finish speaking before we meet again?"

The voice of a mysterious supporting character came from the side, but we were completely ignored by us who were filled with happiness and joy after seeing each other again for a long time.

"When did sister come out of the dairy farm?"

"About a month ago."

"A month ago? Isn't it very awkward in terms of time, and it's still in a place like this."

After the joy of reunion, I looked worried. Unexpectedly, not only old man Farah, but also Sister Sharna came down. How could we go back after this? Could it be that everyone has decided to stay in the hell world for the rest of their lives? This is not possible. In five years, in five years, the Seven Giants will probably attack immediately, without giving me a chance to breathe. If there is no way to hold on, I will have no choice but to abandon the Holy See Hill. The little fox and the little ghost can use it to return without restrictions. , what about everyone, what should everyone do?

The more I thought about it, the more uneasy I felt. What on earth was Akara doing? Why did she make such a bad move? I thought she would have a better way, but I didn’t expect that she would drag so many important people into the hell world. Pool of muddy water.

What’s next? Does she still want to get Vilas and the others down too? No, no, I have to stop Akara from doing this.

Seeing the worried look on my face, Sister Sharna hugged my neck hard and buried my face in her soft and deep bosom.

"Why, are you saying you don't want me to stay here with you?"

"No, how could it be? It's just...it's just that there is no return ticket here. Once you come, you can't go back. I feel sorry for everyone, oh, not including Kasha and Farah."

"Why not include the two of us?" The two former villains in the camp suddenly looked unhappy.

"You, I'm afraid you'll blow up my church. As for you, besides drinking and getting into debt, what other specialties do you have? Introduce yourself?"

I unceremoniously expose the shortcomings of these two people. This druid has been in the camp for so many years, but he still doesn't know what kind of virtue you two are? What kind of sin did he do? Why did Rogge, the first, the second, and the third stingy get together again a few years later, and in a place like this.

"What are you talking about? I also have special skills, such as this heart of justice. Just look at me, for the sake of an unscrupulous student like you, I gave up everything in the camp and traveled thousands of miles to come here. Don't you know that?"

"Actually, this drunkard wanted to follow him because the soldier commander was robbed and he felt that he had no sense of presence in the camp and had nothing to do."

Because Farah couldn't argue with the nickname of Explosive Maniac, he had no choice but to improve his status by attacking the old drunkard. At least one should be on the bottom.

"What did you say? You are the one, didn't you almost beg Akala to shamelessly get this opportunity?"

"Huh? Did you see that I was going to kneel down and beg Akara? It's because this mission can't do without me. Akara personally came to visit and begged me to come. Is that right, everyone?" Farah said proudly. Look at the group of black-robed and cloaked mages behind you.

The result was silence, no one echoed him at all.

"What's wrong with you? You promised to give me some face?" Farah was about to cry. She has been a colleague for many years, but her prestige is so low?

More than low. Simply infamous.

"Ahem, please stop making trouble. There is another person. I think you will be happy to see Wu." Kalinda interrupted Kasha and Farah, the old enemies who were at war with each other, and pulled out another person from among the cloaked guests. , delivered to me.

"Colgate, why are you here?" This time I learned the lesson. No, it would be better to say that the elf's pointed ears are easier to recognize even if they are covered in a cloak and hat.

"Your Highness, Carol is here to serve you and take care of you on the orders of our king."

Taking off her cloak, Carole's stunningly beautiful and gentle face, even though it cannot compete with Queen Sharna beside her, still makes people feel dazzling. It is not the green leaves that set off the flowers, but a piece of blooming tulips next to the sunflowers. .

In the world, probably only my king can compete with Sister Sharna for glory.

"Originally, His Majesty planned to come in person, but he couldn't resist everyone's persuasion, so he had to let me come first."

"Artoria wants to come here in person? Of course not, she is the queen of a clan. How can she act so randomly."

After hearing what Carolie said, my jaw almost dropped in shock. This blond idiot, she is not just my wife. She is still the queen of a clan, how could she be so willful? Fortunately, I was persuaded by everyone, otherwise I would not know how to explain to the elves.

However, Artoria's actions still warmed my heart. She must have trusted me wholeheartedly. He believed that I would not change even if I became a demon king, and he was worried about my safety, so he decided to come over in person.

"After being dissuaded, Your Majesty wanted my sisters, Mira, and Juliet to come with me. However, considering the problem of transporting and accommodating the fragments of the World Stone, I can only come here alone to take care of His Highness."

Carole broke the news without saying anything shocking, "My king, are you planning to give me all your twelve knights?"

"In other words, Zeluka and Milas Yurie may come over later?"

"Sister may be a little choked. After all, her strength is still a little lacking. Sister Mira and Sister Juliet are very likely to arrive. If Your Highness feels that there are not enough people, I can report to Your Majesty at any time and ask her to send more people? "

Carolie obviously misunderstood what I meant. The serious maid tilted her head and thought for a moment, then became more serious and wanted to continue recruiting troops for me.

"No, no, no, that's enough, that's enough. To be honest, I didn't expect so many people to come at once. Once you come, it will be difficult to go back. Don't you know?"

After hearing what I said, Farah and the old mages behind him looked at each other and smiled, as if they were plotting something.

"Let's go in and talk. We can't wait to see what the legendary Holy See Mountain looks like." One of the old mage, I forgot his name for a moment, is one of the important elders in the Mage Guild. Behind him The mages all looked very familiar at first glance. I thought about it, aren't most of these people the same group of people who wanted to come to the hell world with me and dedicate their lives to the study of magic?

My three months of hard study with the little fox and the little ghost were in vain. In the end, I couldn't stop them from coming here. Not only that, but also Sister Farakasha, Kaluge and others were added to the list.

I opened my mouth, not knowing what to say. In the end, I invited these old mages who couldn't wait to study the Holy See Mountain into the interior of the Holy See Mountain. After bringing them to the central hall, these old mages forgot about it. After seeing everything, including their leader Farah, he began to study those magic circles attentively, and from time to time he would utter huge exclamations like the Sa family's life was worth it.

The little fox and I took the remaining people, the old drunkard, Sister Sharna, Kaluge and Farah, as well as two senior couples, to the room next to the central hall to see what they looked like. Things want to be said to me.

By the way, the little ghost ran away. She is not afraid of anything, even little King Arthur dares to provoke her, but for some reason she is a little afraid of Sister Sharna.

Caroline immediately stepped into the role of personal maid. After taking off her cloak and showing off her daily maid uniform, she quickly made tea and stood behind me to serve me.

After everyone sat down, I immediately cast my doubtful eyes on Old Farah. The mysterious smile before left me with quite a few questions.

"You must be wondering why Akara allowed so many of us to come over, including Sharna, right." Under the urging of everyone's eyes, Old Farah did not whet his appetite and went straight to the topic.

"Yes, that's it, that's all that group of mages. After all, they planned to give up their lives to get a glimpse of the Holy See Mountain from the beginning. But you still have the old drunkard, sister Sharna and Kalue, why would Akara do that? I agreed to let you come over, isn't this a lie?"

"Of course not. Do you still remember the sacred objects you obtained from the ancient barbarian ancestors?" Farah calmly took a sip of tea, but his slightly trembling beard betrayed him with excitement.

"You mean that big stone? Of course I remember it, but I will definitely never forget it. I worked hard and was tortured for three months, and just to get such a useless stone, Rogge's reputation as a stingy person has been completely ruined."

When I think of the sweat I put in during those three months, I gnash my teeth. Of course, I am not targeting the three foodie barbarians. The three months of hell training allowed me to break through to the top of the world in one fell swoop. I can say it is worth it, but I feel that the expectations are getting worse. The higher, the greater the disappointment. The sacred object of the barbarian clan, the heart of Harrogas, sounds like a great thing. It should be an artifact-level treasure, but I didn't expect it to be just an ugly big piece. Stone.

"Hey, if you want to speak ill of that stone, let's do it now. Later you will have to kneel down and worship it and apologize." Farah laughed a few times, looking forward to my reaction later.

"Is there anything special about that stone?" I was a little confused. I had confirmed this stone with Evelina, and she told me personally that it was of no use to me. Could it be that it Can you still be blind?

. . . (To be continued.)