Diablo Destruction

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I don’t think it’s a good idea to deceive a little girl like this. Although she will do all kinds of evil thirty thousand years later, we can’t use her future crimes to label her now.

Even with only the empty chastity bottle left, I still felt ashamed and in desperate need of some redemption.

"Tia, did I go too far just now?"

"Forget it...this is in line with Fanfan's style." Tia's answer was quite subtle.

"Besides, when Nana wakes up from her dream, she knows that Fanfan will definitely repay her for everything she has done here, so Fanfan doesn't need to feel that she owes anything. After all, we are the same person."

That's right. I clapped my hands and felt relieved.

Now I feel guilty and want to make amends. When I wake up and she stabs my forehead, wouldn’t I suffer a big loss?

Let my crimes be redeemed thirty thousand years later.

Wave, keep wave.

So after saying so much, the important point is still not mentioned, your name!

"Athena." The little doll caressed its chest, bent down gracefully, and announced her name in a very ladylike manner.

"I understand, Asuna."

"Athena."

"Okay, Asuna."

"How obsessed is Mr. Strange with the name Asuna?"

Ah, seems angry.

"It's the name of a friend of mine who was arrested and imprisoned for engaging in colorism at regular events every year. I miss her very much."

"Didn't Mr. Strange sit with her?"

"..."

It's really rude. Why? I'm not in the Little Yellow Book.

"I suddenly felt a little worried."

"worry about what?"

"After all, Mr. Strange and his friends all have criminal records, and it's no longer possible to determine whether they are good people or not."

"Wait a minute, wasn't my criminal record caused by your misunderstanding?"

"Are there really no other criminal records besides this?"

"..."

No, wait, why are you silent? I should quickly deny it! ! !

"Actually...I am often misunderstood by others."

"I can understand."

"As long as you understand."

"After all, he is a weirdo wearing a three-layer cloak under a mage's robe."

You doll has no right to criticize me!

Wait, this guy was quite ladylike just now, why is his tongue becoming more and more poisonous? Is your true nature gradually revealed?

As expected of you, my fierce rival!

"Anyway...anyway, this is not the place to talk. Why don't we go to your house to continue chatting."

Doll: "..."

Tia: "..."

"Fanfan, even if you have natural affection and trust, you can easily be regarded as a pervert if you speak so straightforwardly."

"I understand, please come with me."

"Huh~~" For some reason, Tia breathed a sigh of relief and muttered something like "Fortunately, I almost thought I was going to jail again." This little girl is getting weirder and weirder. Aren't we? We had a great conversation, we were like-minded, and have we reached an agreement?

Under the guidance of the puppet doll, we took a long detour and entered an inconspicuous house. We opened a passage from the hidden basement of the house and turned left and right along the maze-like passage. When he vomited, he finally returned to the ground, and the exit turned out to be the fireplace in the house.

"Sorry, because everyone likes to worry too much, so we have to make the way out more complicated to avoid being discovered." Seeing my confused look, the puppet leading the way explained.

"Do you often go out like this?"

"It's rare. It takes the right time to go out quietly. For example, this time, everyone was attracted by the alarm and couldn't leave too far."

Saying this, the doll couldn't help but turn around, thinking about the road leading to the outside world. It seems that if I hadn't requested to meet, she would have taken advantage of this rare opportunity to continue wandering outside. a while.

Thinking about it this way, she was pitiful.

"arrive."

I lamented that Ben Zina also had a miserable childhood, but I didn’t know when I had gone up the stairs to the second floor and stopped in front of the door. Without any mental preparation, I heard the sound of the doll, The door opened gently.

Come, come, Ben Zina from 30,000 years ago!

I swallowed and subconsciously moved half a step back. I couldn't help it, but my instinctive reaction was stimulated by the guy.

However, what I saw in front of me was a long corridor that seemed to have no bottom.

This corridor is made up of bookshelves that are almost inlaid into the roof on both sides. The bookshelves are filled with densely packed books.

In short, this is probably a library.

What's going on? There are probably too many guys I know who have library attributes. Typical examples include the three-no princess and the slutty maid. If you have to count, Tia is also the same. Ellerouette is gradually following this trend.

What does this mean?

It shows that the girls are very well-educated and have nothing wrong with them. Of course, forget about Princess Sanwu.

"Wow." Tia came in with her, her eyes sparkling, like a dragon entering a place filled with golden treasures.

Subconsciously, she reached out to pull out a book she was interested in, but failed. Our vitality girl received the biggest blow in history - she was depressed for half a minute, which was ten times as much as usual.

"Please come this way." Facing the bookshelves as tall as mountains, the puppet looked accustomed to it, guiding us to move forward in this huge library maze. There are rows after rows of countless bookshelves. , and as many books as the sea water, making me wonder if all the books in the central tower were moved here.

From the outside, it looks like a small villa of less than 300 square meters, but there is something else going on inside. Needless to say, space magic must have been used, and it was used to an extremely exaggerated degree. The long corridor in front of me has been distorted to the point of stretching to the left and right like the vision through a convex lens.

If old Farah, who has been obsessed with space magic research, comes here, he will probably be ecstatic to see this kind of room.

I have seen the private library of Princess Sanwu, the library of the Horadric Central Tower, and the royal library of the elves. I was not overwhelmed by the scenery here. I just felt that... even if they were sold as scrap paper, the books here It should be worth a lot of money.

While I was weighing the weight of the book and weighing the price with Rogge's stingy eyes, I followed the little doll around a corner in front of me. The soft light and wind that hit me made me subconsciously squint my eyes.

The wind blowing in from the window, caressed by the flying white curtains, becomes extremely gentle. The half-open blinds also make the too unruly light in the desert area tame and soft, exuding layers of rainbow-like halo.

All these beautiful foods are designed to support the girl who is at the center of the picture. She is like an exquisite doll, sitting on the floor. Her long hair is spread gently on the floor like a fan. Together with the sunlight, it reflects the colorful luster. People can't help but think of the stained glass in the church, which inexplicably exudes a dignified, solemn and holy temperament.

The snow-white eyebrows, eyelashes, eyes, and nose are more delicate than the dolls. They are so exquisite that no flaws can be found. The thin lips are like a cherry petal stuck on the fresh snow. They are so delicate that you can’t help but Hold your breath.

Those eyes, which were clearer and more translucent than the doll's glass eyes, met me again inadvertently.

If it hadn't exuded the breath of life, to be honest, I might have mistakenly thought that what I was looking at was also a large-scale doll. It had the same gorgeous appearance and pitiful dress as the doll. It was motionless and unsmiling, and its eyes were incredibly pure. The slightest bit of information was read, and more importantly, the quiet temperament exuded by the girl perfectly blended with the peaceful atmosphere in the room, making people feel that the passage of time here became extremely slow, and even gradually stopped.

Just like a doll, quietly, quietly, quietly... in silence, in silence, until eternity.

Let me briefly summarize. From the beginning to the end, from the exposed small and cute toes to the soft hair tips hanging on the ground, the girl in front of me cannot be found to be similar to Ben Zina at all.

If I had to say that I am ugly, I would probably only mention three things: gender and beauty. I am an objective person. No matter how unhappy I am, Benzina is not inferior to Tia and other beautiful girls. Denied it.

This is not even the most shocking thing. The moment I saw the other person, my brain buzzed and I almost crashed.

She is so cute.

She is super cute.

A little bit smaller than Sarah, a little bigger than Ellugate, with a small and lithe figure, an innocent and pure aura, as delicate and delicate as a doll, that feeling, that electric shock feeling is like...

Sizzle! ! !

I was really shocked! ! !

[Tia, what are you doing? 】

In front of outsiders, I couldn't play the shameful PLAY of talking to the air, so I could only shake my legs and shake my legs again and again.

Eye contact is obsolete, feelings are deep, and a shake of the leg can sound like Morse code.

"The look in Fanfan's eyes just now contained a suspicious criminal aura, and he subconsciously took action." As a ghost, Tia spoke without any scruples. The look and tone in her eyes could immediately remind people of the scene of the FBI knocking on the door and delivering water. visual sense.

[Even if it’s a crime, you can’t do it casually... Wait, why did I commit a crime? 】

"Fanfan must have looked like this when he saw Sarah for the first time."

Okay, I understand what Tia means. She actually suspects that I am a lolicon? What is happening to this world? I am an upright eight-foot man who usually has no intention of sleeping and is obsessed with studying various atoms, electrons, protons and neutrons with my wives. I am also suspected of being a lolicon. I am really angry. I...

I seem to be a lolita control.

That’s okay, just keep charging and increase the intensity.

Wait, that’s not what I want to express! I mean, this guy in front of me, Ben Zina from 30,000 years ago, is too mini and cute!

That's right, leaving aside such trivial matters as me being a lolita and being electrocuted, the girl in front of me, Ben Zina from 30,000 years ago, has a childlike face that still has a baby face, and is half-price ticket level tall. Look, they are all lolita who are only eleven or twelve years old!

And... that, Tia? Let’s get down to business. Is it time for the electrotherapy to end?

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