Diablo Destruction

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After all the Amazon representatives spoke in support of the Demon King's Army, the entire celebration party finally came to an end... No, it should have just begun. ¤,

Akara came back on stage, and with the cheers that resounded across the sky, she spoke clearly with her slow and contagious old voice, under countless waves of laughter.

"Then, I declare that the celebration party has officially begun!"

The already high cheers continued after Akala's voice fell, and the voices of hundreds of thousands of people gathered together. Not only did the ears buzz, and a clear word could not be heard, but even the entire square seemed to be shouting. There was a slight tremor in this wave of sound, just like the momentum of thousands of purebred monsters. It made people frightened, but they couldn't help but be infected, and their faces were flushed and excited.

At the same time, tens of thousands of Rog soldiers filed into the square. They held large amounts of food and water in their hands and distributed them to everyone. At about this moment, all Rog people were filled with a strong sense of pride. , facing the food, they were already hungry and didn't even fight for it. They didn't even need to be reminded by the soldiers, and they automatically and consciously received it in an orderly manner.

Although there are many people in the square, there are also many soldiers. The real difficulty is to prepare food for these hundreds of thousands of people. You must know that although the Alliance is richer than before, it is not rich enough to squander it at will. Akala is also for this banquet. If you work hard enough, it is estimated that half of the alliance's granary has bottomed out. The landlord's family doesn't have any food left.

In the center of the square, around the central high platform, several tables were set up for us and representatives of various ethnic groups to enjoy. On the tables were some common foods such as pancake fillings, as well as fruits. It is probably because of the feelings of the elves and not because we are privileged people that the food distributed to everyone by the soldiers is much richer.

Of course, we don't care about these, especially in my eyes, there is no distinction between luxurious and expensive dishes or simple and plain dishes, only whether they are made by Veras and the others, oh, by the way, the ones made by the little fox and the little junior sister are another matter. . Princess Sanwu can barely be counted as half.

However, our banquet is held under the eyes of hundreds of thousands of people around the square, but it is much more restrictive. There is no other way. In this case, we can't leave everyone and go home to mess around.

"Let's go, let's go, we can't wait any longer." Akara looked at me who was still standing there. He urged with a smile.

"Oh, okay...ok." I hesitated. He looked at Tia, then looked at Artoria, and finally, under Tia's understanding smile, he took Artoria's little hand and walked into the square side by side with her.

See us appear again, and all of them appear. The audience didn't even care about the food in their mouths and stood up, applauding and cheering.

This celebration banquet seems to be just for the return of a certain demon king elder. In fact, the meaning is no less than the oath of alliance of hundreds of tribes once again to defeat the army of hell, which is enough to be recorded in the history books for future generations to admire.

This is something that even ordinary people can think of, so everyone's eyes trembled with excitement, and they even shed tears. I am a commoner, and I have not yet fully solved the problem of food and clothing, but at this moment, I have witnessed such a great historical moment. From now on, With the capital to brag to future generations, to use a phrase commonly used by a certain druid, the Sa family's life has been worth it.

My king, who is dressed in a light blue dress, looks particularly charming under the spotlight. I, a druid with an ordinary appearance, can't even be considered a green leaf. Well, don't care about the details at this time. I'm already hungry.

Pancakes rolled with green onions, come on, hey, when did I become a heroic Northeastern man?

After wolfing down a piece, I pointed at the fruit next to me and said, "Artoria, don't be stunned. Eat quickly. You must be hungry."

I know that this elegant, gorgeous and majestic elf queen in front of me is an out-and-out foodie, and the appetite of the barbarians is probably not as good as hers.

"Fortunately, Grandma Akara had anticipated this situation and had already eaten some before the banquet started." Artoria took out her handkerchief in a hurry, wiped the sauce on my mouth, and said with a smile. .

This scene immediately stunned the people in the square. There was silence for a while, and the food in many people's hands fell to the ground with a clatter.

Just dream, the elf queen who was so majestic on the stage just now, actually... actually... What kind of charm does this bastard harem elder have? Damn it, I also want a girl to wipe the corners of my mouth!

The people who were exposed to the show of affection by the Mainland Gemini even lost their appetite a lot. They silently picked up the food that fell on the ground. They regarded it as a hateful harem elder, biting it down and chewing it into pieces. While diverting most of his gaze and attention to the feast in the center of the square, as long as that bastard elder dares to show off his affection, there is no guarantee that someone will raise the butcher knife in their heart and shout angrily Demacia , then turned around and fled the square, went home, threw herself on the bed and cried heartily.

Perhaps sensing the murderous aura around the square, Artoria turned the golden hair on her forehead in a circle, took back the handkerchief, and walked away with a faint blush on her face hidden by the night. The target was of course the fruits and the pancake fillings. In the hunting range, although he is an elf, my king does not seem to be averse to meat, and it can even be said that he likes it. How can a foodie who does not eat meat be called a foodie? But she only dislikes octopuses. This is important information that the tragic Emperor Feini paid for with her life.

Watching Arturia leave, I was thinking of trying to kill Tiana, the little fox, or Vilas and the others to continue to stimulate the murderous intent in the square, but unexpectedly, this guy Tudiao Donggua But he came to the door automatically.

"Wu Xiaozi, Wu Xiaozi." His stinginess is not inferior to that of his father Mu Aiao Donggua, but his IQ and experience are slightly inferior. He can be regarded as the version of Mu Aiao Donggua. In terms of alcoholism, he is even better than an old alcoholic. When put together, such a combination of Farah (Mu Aodonggua = Farah) and an old drunkard is really annoying.

"Is there a problem?"

"I heard you have good wine here. Bring it out quickly. Akara, it's true. It doesn't matter what the food is, but it's outrageous that you don't prepare some wine for such a banquet."

"It's precisely because I'm considering the presence of guys like you that I don't want to prepare." I spoke unceremoniously. Being polite to Tudiao Winter Melon is causing trouble for yourself.

"Hey, isn't it because of you? I don't have a glorious history of tearing down bars after getting drunk." Tu'ai Donggua's mouth was also extremely sharp, and he immediately fought back after hearing this.

"It doesn't matter who it is. Anyway, there is no wine tonight, so you can't take it from me." I looked at him warily.

"Tch, he is such a stingy guy. He is indeed the third stingiest Roger." Tudai Donggua looked at me with contempt, and then secretly took out a wine bottle from himself. After taking a few sips secretly and letting out a satisfying burp, he narrowed his eyes in happiness and his dwarf-specific rosacea began to turn red.

"..." You have wine on your body and you still want it from me. Who is more stingy?

"I heard that you did a big thing in the third world?" After getting over his alcohol addiction, Tudai Donggua continued to chat.

"I've done a lot of big things, which one are you talking about?"

"It's that one, Giant Blacksmith. What's that one called?"

"Lukogas." I said with a black line on my face.

"It doesn't matter if the name is just a code name. I heard that you gave the inheritance of the giant blacksmith to a barbarian girl. Right."

"That's right."

"Why didn't you give it to me?" Lao Tu said with a heartbroken look on his face, saying that he recognized me as a brother in vain. When did we become brothers? Is it stingy in terms of rankings?

"I can't help it. Didn't I ask your old man's opinion at that time? I approached Qiaxi only after Mu Donggua refused." I shrugged helplessly. I really can't blame me for this. Regarding the inheritance of the giant blacksmith, . I had no selfish intentions and chose Chasi with Akara’s support.

"That bastard, that old short winter melon!" Upon hearing this, Tualatin was so angry that he beat his heart and shook his messy beard back and forth. Like the mane of an angry lion.

I said, is it really okay to call your dad a short winter melon? You are not taller than him either.

"What's wrong, he didn't tell you about this?"

"No, not at all."

"That's weird." I thought, even if Mu Aodonggua is a lunatic, he must be a little selfish. This is how much he has a grudge against his own son. He doesn't want to inherit it, and he doesn't want to give it to Tualatin.

"Speaking of which, you dwarves have your own forging style, which is completely different from the giant's forging style, but the barbarians are more similar. If you go your own way, what do you want from the inheritance of the giant blacksmith?" I asked curiously. At the beginning, Mu Dwarf Winter Melon also used this reason to refuse.

"Then you still need to ask?" Tualatin's eyes were not contemptuous now, but looking at the mentally retarded child.

"By accepting the inheritance of the giant blacksmith, I have a reason to leave the stinky position of Dwarf King to others. I can travel around the continent on the pretext of honing my inheritance. Wouldn't I be happy?"

I:"……"

Okay, I finally know why Mudiao Donggua was able to resist the temptation of selfishness and didn't tell his bastard son about it, because Tualatin doesn't have the enthusiasm and persistence of a blacksmith, at least not as much as Chaxi. If he takes him with him If you go to find Lukogas, you will most likely be knocked down by him. The giant blacksmith said that talent is not important, what is important is a passionate blacksmith soul.

Thinking of this, I looked at Tudai Donggua with eyes like maggots: "Don't think about the inheritance of the giant blacksmith. Taking you there will only bring shame to the dwarves. If you want to get out of the sea of ​​misery quickly, you should think of other ways. Bar."

"I've thought of this too." Tu'ai Donggua became energetic and said.

"When I first sat on the throne that was demolished and only a bunch of fakes were left, I married three in one go. Now I have a son and two daughters. I plan to wait for my bastard son to come of age after his coming-of-age ceremony. Just throw the burden to him."

"..." I don't understand how there can be such a weird family in this world.

"How many years will it take for the coming of age ceremony?" I asked casually, but unexpectedly the effect was extraordinary. Tualatin's old face suddenly wrinkled up and he shed tears sadly, as if he only had more than ten years left to live.

"There are still more than ten years left."

"My condolences." I comforted without any sympathy, and got rid of this eclipsed dwarf melon. The lifespan of dwarves is a little longer than that of humans. Remember, their coming of age ceremony is thirty years old, so take your time, dear dwarf. Mr. Wang Tualatin, this is God's revenge when you used a counterfeit artifact to trick me.

"Your Highness~~~Your Highness~~~" I had just gotten rid of Mu Aodonggua, and before I could turn my eyes to Tia, a soft cry came from my ears.

Looking back, wasn't it Juliet's kiss?

She came closer with a cute and innocent smile on her face, and she had indeed forgotten what I had said to her before about running away and flying away.

"My dear, do you want to eat the special dishes made by Juliet's wife who is full of confidence?"

Uh...honey? Do you want to play house at this time? I glanced at Knight Mipa subconsciously and saw her smiling innocently at me. I knew that she was right. She must be instigating her good friends to cause trouble for me.

Juliet didn't seem to want to expose Jia Jia's game, so her movements were very small and her voice was very thin, so that no one could hear her. When she saw her carrying a plate in front of a certain elder, she just thought it was a small thought from her subordinates. , well, it must be understood so forcefully, that is one of the inheritors of the twelve knights of the elves and one of the top ten singers. If she falls into the clutches of the harem elder again, the burning fff torch will , it can no longer be extinguished.

Taking a look at the plate, isn’t this the simplest fruit platter? It's just cut into pieces and put on the plate. Strictly speaking, it's not a dish, but it's already amazing to be able to make something other than a forest feast. Oh, Juliet, it's really amazing, so amazing.

I couldn't help but touch Juliet's head, with a gentle expression and eyes filled with praise, just like treating a kitten.

"Lord Lanster's hand... is very warm." Juliet murmured happily, but it made me have a dark look on my face. It would be too hurtful to get the name wrong at this time. Hey, please, Remember my name, like Knight Mipat!

I sighed and was about to eat a few pieces and give a few compliments to make Juliet happy. Unexpectedly, a black shadow passed by, and the fruit on the plate disappeared without a trace as if it had been swept by a tornado.

When I turned around, I saw that the owner of the black shadow, the idiot Crystal who wore the appearance of a Loli Saint Yue Xian Wolf, was chewing heavily, looking at other tables, eating in the bowl and looking at the pot, showing the spirit of a foodie. incisively and vividly.

Damn it, I’ll settle the score with you later. I glared at her and turned back to try to comfort Juliet.

"Huh?" Juliet looked at the empty plate in her hand, then looked at me, and suddenly showed a reassuring smile.

"My dear, I'm so hungry. I ate all the food in a blink of an eye."

"No, no, no, you must have had a panic attack just now, right? Didn't you see that you were sleeping and ate all your fruit platter in one bite?"

I shook my head repeatedly and was about to explain. Suddenly, she clasped her palms and dropped the plate and broke it. She ignored it and looked at me with shining eyes.

"My dear, you just said that you want to fly away with Juliet?"

Cheer up, dear Juliet, your reflex arc and the timeline are completely wrong! ! !

. . . (To be continued...) u