Diablo Destruction

"Don't talk nonsense. Lena and I have a pure brother-sister relationship. Besides, you are thousands of miles away from Harrogas. Who could have seen my attention on beating Lena? There is a limit to falsely accusing people out of thin air."

I immediately widened my eyes and glared angrily.

"Although I didn't see it..."

Seeing that I was angry, Chris stopped being impatient, his expression became casual, and he looked at me with a smile.

"But Bai Lang told me this some time ago. Do you think it's better for me to believe in him? Or should I believe in you?"

"Tch, Bai Lang's stubborn sister, I'm afraid if a man comes within a hundred meters of Lena, he will suspect that the other person is plotting against Lena."

When I heard what Bai Lang said, I immediately showed disdain. I said no wonder, the only one who would misunderstand the relationship between Lena and me is Bai Lang, a patient with severe girl-control disease.

"Hey, wait?"

I suddenly found that there was something worth pondering in Chris' words.

"You mean White Wolf? White Wolf has been here? When?"

"You really don't know."

Chris shrugged helplessly and sighed.

"Our fox tribe's Highness Xiao Tianhu passed the level of the Demon Fortress two months ago and brought her team to Harrogas."

"Wha...what?!!"

I was shocked enough by the information Chris revealed.

"Looking at you, you really don't know anything."

Chris covered his forehead and looked at me with horrible eyes.

"I really wonder if you and that little fox are already at odds. You don't even know about such a thing. You are so unqualified as a lover."

"Go, go, no matter what lovers are, it's like we are sneaking around."

I glanced at Chris gloomily: "But, she really didn't tell me anything?"

"Didn't it say that in the letter?" Chris was surprised.

"Letter? What letter?" I was more surprised than Chris.

Chris: "..."

"Well, let me ask you a question, okay?" Chris looked at me feebly with a paralyzed expression on his face.

"You and that fox have never communicated with each other."

"Huh? Huh? Can we still communicate?"

"Of course you bastard!!"

It seemed that Chris finally couldn't stand my ignorance, so he grabbed me by the collar and shook me back and forth.

"If adventurers are too far apart, or between adventurers and their families, writing letters is the only way. Don't tell me you don't even know this."

"Of course I know that."

I coughed heavily and slapped Chris' hands away.

"Between me and the little fox, even if we don't rely on writing letters, we can still communicate with each other and feel each other's feelings. We don't need to rely on these things. Ahem, yes, that's it."

As I said this, I had actually started to think about what I should write in my first letter. Having said that, the little fox was really like me. I was stupid and forgot about it. She never sent me a letter. Letter, when I think about it, I feel a little lonely.

"You're lying to me." Chris glanced at me contemptuously.

"Just tell me honestly, have you broken up with that fox? If so, that's good news. I believe that as long as this news is spread, at least one-third of the men in the entire Dark Continent will cheer for joy. "

After a pause, he added.

"The resentment I have towards you will be reduced a little, probably."

"..."

It turns out that I have unknowingly become the public enemy of one-third of the men in the Dark Continent?

"I'm sorry, but if you are determined to spread this false news, I can only put you down here first."

I geared up and looked at Chris maliciously.

"It's just a joke. I know your relationship with that fox is as strong as gold." Chris' face straightened and he said something that was clearly against his will without a moment's hesitation.

As expected of the prince with a fake smile, his face became so fast that I cut my throat and finally found a reason to teach this guy a lesson.

"Speaking of which, what's wrong with you? Why did you bring your harem team with you?"

Chris glanced over there and counted carefully, uh, it seems there are still a few left.

I told him a little bit about the reason for my visit this time.

"So that's it, then take advantage of it. The snowstorm will come in a few months." Chris nodded and finally said something human.

"Would you like me to send you a message and call the Elf Queen to have a big harem party?"

"..."

Sure enough, this guy couldn't say a serious word and started teasing me again. But think about it, if Artoria really comes, maybe it is really a good choice. As a knight king profession, her assisting ability, no matter how you think about it, They are definitely many times better than Gott.

However, she is probably still stamping stamps in the study room.

"Yawn~~~"

In the Elf King City, on the Crystal Tree, there was a slight sneezing sound from a certain stupid creature.

"Besides, if we go out now, we might encounter that fox's team." Chris' unintentional words gave me a flash of inspiration, and that might be the case.

After staying for more than half an hour, we left Anya's gambling shop. After wandering around the trade market, we walked over to the most popular blacksmith shop in Halogas.

Along the way, we pulled out the crystals we bought from Anya.

It is said that it is an ice crystal that fell from the sacred Mount Arreat. After identification, it can predict a person's recent luck. It is said that it seems to be quite accurate, and it is very popular among female adventurers.

I always feel that it is similar to the fortune telling program every morning before going to work, both in terms of method and accuracy.

Anya is becoming more and more like a profiteer. With this sigh, we took out the crystal, took out the identification scroll and took pictures of it.

The price of the crystals is not expensive, and I don’t feel like I’m being ripped off. On the contrary, the identification scrolls are much more expensive. If it hadn’t been for the past two years, the Mages Guild had studied some of the scrolls I brought back from Tarasha, and some of them had been optimized. The method of identifying scrolls and return scrolls, coupled with the fact that the Horadric clan also has some experience in this aspect, makes the production of identification scrolls and return scrolls easier. The Alliance will definitely not allow adventurers to waste identification scrolls like this.

"I'll go first."

Vilas clenched her fists and encouraged herself.

Unexpectedly, this little housewife is very enthusiastic about this kind of thing. She was the one who suggested that everyone give it a try in the first place. Is it worthy of being a housewife?

The light of recognition flashed through, and although I was full of disdain for this kind of thing, I still looked over involuntarily.

"Hardworking Crystal."

Sarah and the others shouted first, and then they laughed happily together with Vilas, as if they were satisfied with this evaluation.

Then came Sarah.

"The crystal of hard work."

Well, although it is quite accurate, is this result really a lucky divination? A big question mark flashed through my mind.

Then there's Linya.

"Giant crystal."

Linya was stunned on the spot, her face gradually revealed a blush that was in sharp contrast with the white snow on the ground, while the others held their bellies and snickered.

"This...this doesn't count."

Linya's face was smoking as she stuffed the crystal back hard and took out a new one.

"..."

It turned out that there was a second-hand preparation, and we suddenly looked far away.

"The crystal of talent."

Linya exhaled, lifted her long, slightly curly dark green hair back with bright white fingertips, and then made a V-sign victory sign towards us.

Obviously, as the head of the family, I wanted to wait until the last appearance, so everyone focused their attention on Princess Sanwu.

She silently held the crystal in one hand and the identification scroll in the other. Although the temperament of Princess Sanwu and her high IQ attribute made people feel that she was not interested in these fictitious divination, but to my surprise, from her In the small habitual movements, I felt the seriousness and dignity hidden by the indifferent baby face.

"Pa", white light flashed.

"Speechless Crystal."

Everyone: "..."

How...how should I describe it? I always feel like Princess Sanwu was criticized by a crystal.

"snort!"

After staying for a moment, she let out a soft hum. Princess Sanwu smashed the crystal to the ground domineeringly, took out another one, and started all over again! !

White light flashed, ignoring the crystal.

Bang, get hit, do it again.

White light flashed, mouthless crystal.

White light flashed...

White light flashes, tea crystal.

After wasting five or six identification scrolls, Princess Sanwu finally seemed to be very satisfied with this tea-drinking crystal. She nodded and carefully put it away.

"..."

There is always a feeling of being unable to complain.

Then the four girls focused their attention on me.

"Well."

Seeing that Linya and Princess Sanwu were complained about so much, I suddenly had the urge to run away.

As a quasi-tragedy emperor, what kind of outrageous divination will I get? Thinking of this, I tremble all over.

At this time, you should summon Feeney and use this fake to make it real! Tragedy Emperor, just absorb all my tragic aura.

"Ah, Feeney, come here, come here, over here!!"

I looked ahead, waved and shouted hello.

Then, taking advantage of the moment when the girls turned their heads, he ran away.

Just kidding, how could Feeney appear here for no reason?

It's a pity that Vilas and the others know me too well.

The moment my calf was just exerting force, a princess kicked me, and with a plop, I fell gorgeously on the snow.

"Sir, you cannot escape your fate."

Vilas squatted in front of me, her mouth puffed out angrily, and she looked at me with a very serious expression, as if if I didn't do this, I would be swallowed by the thing called fate and turn into a pile of organic fertilizer.

"Okay, I'll just do it."

I stood up helplessly. I didn't feel that this crystal was controlling my destiny, but I felt that Vilas and the others were pushing me into the tragic abyss of my destiny.

Identify the scroll and I'll take it.

White light flashed.

"..."

"Uh, subtle...crystal?"

How to describe it? This subtle feeling, subtle expression, subtle tragic divination, subtle feeling of being complained about, subtle wanting to complain, subtle capturing of Willas and their eyes, subtle feeling of powerlessness, subtle wanting to return to hometown to get married …

Could it be that... could it be that...

My life - very subtle? ! !

"All in all, this result is correct."

Although it feels a little subtle, it is not the worst result. For example, there are no results such as the tragedy crystal, the daddy's crystal, the cloaked man's crystal, the harem's crystal, the road fool's crystal, the mortal's IQ crystal, etc. As expected, I felt a subtle sense of satisfaction and ended this subtle divination.

My whole body is a subtle bastard! ! ! !

The next moment, I fell to my knees in the otz position...

Actually...actually I want the God of Song's crystal, but this kind of talent that makes God jealous, and my fate as a quasi-tragedy emperor, are impossible even if I think about it. I am such a subtle idiot for looking forward to it.

How many divination crystals are left? It doesn’t matter who you give them to, but there is only one person you must give them to, Feini, eh! !

"Uncle Surak, good morning."

Early in the morning, this tall barbarian uncle, Charsi's father, and the most outstanding blacksmith in Harrogas, Surak, stood shirtless next to the hot furnace, letting the sweat drip like water, It flowed down his well-defined muscle lines, one blow after another, as if his soul had been integrated into the hammer in his hand.

It wasn't until he stopped that I said hello like this. It was very rude to speak rashly while the blacksmith was working. I knew this from Qiaxi and always kept this rule in mind, except for Mudiao Donggua.

"Hey, long time no see, young man."

Uncle Surak's words were as loud and penetrating as the sound of the hammer in his hand.

"Chasi asked me to bring you something."

As I said that, I was going to Qiaxi's place a few days before my trip, and she took out a letter and some blue equipment that she asked me to pick up for her.

"Oh, this stupid daughter."

Surak spoke arrogantly, but his steps were not slow. He put down the hammer and strode over, almost snatching Qiaxi's mail from my hand.

"Well, she is still clumsy and has not made any progress at all. This idiot has already told me that her size is not suitable for the blacksmith profession. She comes from a girl's family. She doesn't think about finding a good man to marry. All she thinks about is With these, alas."

Surak picked out a long sword, observed it carefully, and stroked it with his rough hands. His fingers flicked it occasionally, making the sword make a crisp sound, while he sighed and complained in a wordy father's tone. stand up.

However, the satisfaction and joy that flashed in his eyes did not hide it from anyone. Obviously, the tough-talking father was very satisfied with Qiaxi's progress.

"How about it? Qiaxi wants to ask for your opinion. She wants to leave the Rogge camp."

"Um……"

Uncle Surak was still looking at the equipment silently, and after a moment, he shook his head.

"At this level, it would be a disgrace to our family to go to Kurast reluctantly. If she wants to leave, let her go to Lu Gaoyin to exercise first."

After saying that, he silently took what Qiaxi had sent him - including weapons, armor, helmets, boots, gloves and belts, a complete set of equipment, picked him up, and walked into the house first.

I should be lucky. Fortunately, Qiaxi still has some sense and only allowed me to get a letter and a complete set of such equipment, unlike Uncle Surak who just stuffed a complete set of furniture over.

Under the greeting of Uncle Surak, we came to this giant-like kingdom. It was the first time for Vilas and the others to enter a real barbarian home. The huge furniture inside made their pretty faces full of surprise.

"Come on, everyone, sit down. My idiot daughter is always very grateful to everyone for taking care of her. Thank you."

Surak said this and served five cups... Well, should I use cups to describe them? This is a teacup that is as thick as Willas's waist...

"No matter where, this is all the result of her own efforts." I responded humbly.

"Hahahaha, young man, I, Surak, have that saying, and I will never praise people randomly. Qiaxi said it in the letter. If you hadn't continued to send a large number of excellent equipment, regardless of the loss, In her hands, she probably can’t even play blue equipment now.”

Surak let out a loud laugh, then looked me up and down critically as if he was observing something, and started talking to himself.

"Yeah, even though I'm a little small..."

"..."

There is an ominous feeling.

Finally, Surak clapped his hands.

"Well, young man, I have told you before, how about it? Although my daughter is a bit stupid and not very talented, I, as a father, absolutely dare to guarantee that she is a good girl. Do you want to be my daughter? Son-in-law?"

"puff--!!"

Five mouthfuls of tea spurted out at the same time...

"Sir...Sir, what is going on? Why have I never heard you say it? After all, even if we don't mind, Mr. Qiaxi..."

Wiping the corners of her lips, Vilas raised her head and looked at me with angry eyes. The huge teacup was held in her hands and she screamed.