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- wps1: Nine thousand words are new No, it's a big update. I originally wanted to divide it into several chapters, but after thinking about it, I might as well forget it
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Rejecting Billy Herrington's suggestion to accompany him, Caesar set off with Duckham. [Shared by netizens] Since there is no time-saving and labor-saving way to fly, Caesar still takes a ride on the leader of the dark elf - it is better to say that it is a ride, but it is better to say that he has condensed the thunderclouds that are like solid, black and red thunderclouds. Holding the two of them up, it was almost like riding on the clouds and riding the wind.
"Using high-intensity and highly condensed light clouds as props to assist flight is a concept first proposed by the Flying Monkey Army of the Orc Empire. Unfortunately, the monkey people were wiped out thousands of years ago. The secret method does not exist, so we can only Imitation of something specious." Duckham looked at Caesar with a curious expression on his face and also secretly sneered.
"That can only mean that the Monkey Man did not do anything for human affairs back then. No one can tolerate it, and he deserves to be destroyed." Caesar said casually, he is a member of the Northland Orcs, and the Orc Empire has nothing to do with him, butsince The remnants of the Yue Clan still exist, which means that the Monkey Man should have left behind seeds Tsk, there must be a lot of good things.
In fact, it seems that to facilitate communication and quarrels, the base camps of the Forest Fairy and the Dark Fairy are not too far apart, or even just in the same forest. Caesar also wanted to take a look at the overall view of the Fairy Forest, but it seemed that he couldn't get his wish. However, from here, he could vaguely see the outline of the Lake of Mist.
About five minutes later, the thundercloud slowly slowed down and Duckham lowered its head. The black light of lightning roared down, sending the two of them to the ground, and then disappeared.
"This is the Castle of Darkness, a place that those old stubborns and idiots avoid and hate to the extreme. The base camp of our Dark Elves." The thunder light dissipated, revealing the human form. Caesar and Duckham stood side by side, staring in front of them. Quiet castle. The dark sky shrouds it, giving people the illusion of "what a scary place" from a distance.
"Are you advocating just hiding in a dark room and having sex?" Caesar tilted his head, "Or does that look awesome? Now even the necromancer who plays with bones in the laboratory all day long Yue took the undead servant out to bask in the sun."
"What we are pursuing is the dark side of philosophy - have you heard of the three creeds advocated by the fairies of the forest? The heart of warning, the heart of praise, the heart of tolerance Huh. Those are just the creeds pursued by the weak." Duckham sneered, "Peace is just a lie, fanaticism is the true meaning of philosophy. Fanaticism makes me stronger, and strength makes me gain strength. Strength makes me win, and victory makes me break the shackles. Philosophy makes me free." We are a hundred times better than those cowards hiding in Nippori!"
"I don't know, but only with strength can you have freedom. I don't object to this." Caesar smiled.
"Go in. The Dark Fairies regard the so-called politeness and rules as nothing, and everything is just dirt. So no one will come out to welcome you and me, and there are no places of interest for you to appreciate." Duckham said coldly. Leave a word behind and walk in first.
"Humph. A bad-tempered guy." Caesar shrugged and followed in - even though it was an old castle. But it is still a building that occupies an amazing amount of space, similar to a fully functional castle. You can vaguely hear the violent shouts and the tremor of the earth. Loud shouts could be heard, which must be the wrestling activities of the dark fairies. But this kind of competitive sport should be very different from the wrestling of the forest fairies. The movements of the forest fairies are peaceful and measured, and their mental thinking is more important than the physical movement. However, the dark fairies seem to have no worries and can throw them whenever they want. If you fall, the ground will shake.
Entering from the city gate, you will see a huge open-air square in front of you. In the dim cold light, dark fairies in twos and threes are wearing black restraints and spiked collars around their necks. They are roaring and struggling with each other. Some people are constantly being turned over. The ground made a roar as the body collided with the stone slabs - the material of the floor was actually solid, and there was no sign of any fragmentation.
When everyone saw Duckham, they just nodded slightly, and then continued to devote themselves to the great cause of training.
What is more eye-catching is that no matter where you are, wine seems to be within reach. Wine barrels are distributed in twos and threes in various places that are within reach. From time to time, two dark elves who are sparring let go of each other. They walked to the wine storage place arm in arm, took a swig, and then roared again and pulled away, continuing to twist together.
"Alcohol is our source of motivation. Alcohol burns the body and generates mental agitation that drives the soul of philosophy. Our blood also has an amazing alcohol content flowing in it!" Duckham nodded slightly and said to Caesar, " I heard that in the bitter cold of the North, the barbarians who grew up in the Snowy Mountains also regard wine as one of their national cultures. If you want to drink, of course I will accompany you."
¡°???? That" Caesar instinctively felt that it was inappropriate. Although every time he got drunk and went crazy, his brain would wisely delete all memories about drunkenness, but no matter how slow Caesar was, he still slightly discovered this embarrassing thing. Facts - I don't seem to be good at drinking, maybe to the point where I drink every drop of wine. I was clearly here to mediate the war, but I was knocked down by someone with a glass. Not only did I embarrass the barbarians, but it also caused trouble - it would be better not to drink. .
"What?" Duckham keenly saw Caesar's resistance, "Do you think the Dark Elf is not worthy of drinking with you?"
"That's not true" Caesar complained secretly in his heart. He said that he was not good at drinking. I'm afraid no one would believe it.
"Then drink me down!" Duckham smiled coldly, "Aren't you here to mediate the war? Then defeat me! In terms of wine and wrestling! The dark elf will only talk to the respected strong man. , barbarians from the North!¡±
With that said, Duckham seemed to be in high spirits. The leader of the Dark Fairy stretched out his hand, and the two wine barrels beside the wall were pulled by the invisible force and roared towards him, falling into his hands. He shook his right hand and threw a wine barrel half his body to Caesar: "Let's start now. There is no good or bad wine in the Dark Fairy's possession. Everyone drinks the same!"
He opened the lid of the bucket and took a deep breath. A water-colored rainbow flew out of the bucket and fell steadily into his mouth, just like a whale sucking water - almost in a moment, Duckham swallowed it all. Already drank all the barrel of wine.
"It's your turn." The goblin threw the wine barrel back to the place without a blushing face, and then waved to the person watching beside him, "Go to Ma Kai! Ask him to send five hundred barrels of wine! I will try it today. The measure of the Thunder King!"
"Five" Caesar almost choked, five hundred barrels? You dare to say it! And the bastards around here, please express your surprise! Don¡¯t take it for granted! Are you all wine barrels? If I had known I would have brought Ibuki Suika!
Although he was so slanderous in his heart, everyone's eyes were on Caesar - this kind of gesture was similar to doing something first, and he had to respond well no matter what. Caesar took one last look: "You really want me to drink it?"
"Hey, are you still a barbarian?" Duckham shouted coldly, "If you can't drink, get out!"
"Tch." Caesar took a deep breath and blew into the barrel. His body swayed for a moment when he came into contact with the alcohol, and then suddenly he stood still, and he drank faster and faster. After a while, the barrel of wine bottomed out in an instant. With his hands together, he shattered the barrel into pieces. The true Caesar awakened.
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Artoria stood on the rock on the top of the mountain, overlooking the surrounding mountains. She held an ancient hunting bow in her hand, and pure white holy light loomed around her¡ªMiller was just an ordinary hunter. The strength of the soul is only at the level of ordinary people, so it doesn't take much effort to search for such a person. All he had to do was get the items he had used and then look for their mental fluctuations, but Artoria's method didn't work. There seemed to be a weird power that hindered her perception¡ª¡ª
has a problem.
The strong instinct reminded her that something was wrong, but this could not stop her from moving forward. At this time, the winter snow had not yet melted, and the mountains were still covered with layers of white snow, reflecting the sunlight and making it look white. She jumped down from the rock, rushed towards the cliff in front of her, and fell rapidly downwards - even if she searched every corner thoroughly, she still wanted to bring Miller back.
"You are wasting your efforts." At this moment, a deep voice suddenly sounded in her ears. The girl's eyes froze, her feet were a little bit on the rock wall behind her, and she climbed the rock with both hands, adhering to the rock wall with a vigilant gaze. Looking around: "Who is it?"
"To your right." Arturia looked to the right. There was a short but sturdy man sitting on a raised rock wall. His muscles were as bulging as the rocks behind him, as if he had accumulated unimaginable energy. In addition, he seemed to be integrated with the cliffs and rock walls, as if the rocks were his body - there have been many strong men in Britannia recently.
"Who are you? What were you talking about just now?" Arturia's voice was also cold, as if she sensed that the person coming was unkind.
"A poor middle-aged man who had to run around to get back his father's relics." That man was Beowulf. Because Arturia didn't recognize him, he also showed a little bit about the dwarf. The sense of humor, uh But the result was unsatisfactory. The dwarf's talent for comedy was horribly low, but Artoria's point of laughter was very high. Think about it, a simple and honest dwarf spoke seriously to a serious paladin. Telling cold jokes
¡Thunder King is much more pleasing to the eye than her, ?That barbarian young master is very good at complaining, and it's fun to talk to him.
The King of the Mountain quickly judged the pros and cons of the Knight King and the Thunder King in his mind, and quickly made a judgment based on personal preference. Unfortunately, he didn't seem to think much of Artoria either - The reason is that she doesn't know how to complain?
"This has nothing to do with me, but strong man, I have something to ask you." Artoria threw the hunting bow in her hand towards Beowulf, "Have you ever seen the owner of this hunting bow? ? Or can you sense his presence?"
"I've seen it, but why should I care about the news of a human being?" Beowulf waved his hand and sent the hunting bow back, "And you can't even protect yourself, for a legacy?"
"I don't understand what you are talking about." Artoria became increasingly vigilant, "Since you are unwilling to say anything, I will leave."
"I'm afraid you can't leave, because someone asked me to take you there. Really, why do I always do this kind of offending work?" Beowulf clapped his hands, "You should follow me here obediently, or should I let you go first?" Down with you? For the sake of King Thunder. I won¡¯t embarrass you, and you don¡¯t want to embarrass me either. He hasn¡¯t returned the hammer to me yet.¡±
"That will disappoint you. There is never a knight who can be captured without mercy. What's more, your Excellency, you are running wild in Britannia. Aren't you afraid of being held accountable by the Pope? Before abdicating, I was still the king of a country. You are asking the people of mankind A world challenge?" Artoria noticed the difference in strength between them, and while thinking about how to deal with it, she was perfunctory with Beowulf.
"I knew you would say that. Why does Medea know you so well?" Beowulf scratched his head and then threw out an exquisite shoulder armor. "The boy is in our handsMedea said you would submit to that ant-like mortal."
"betraying the witch? She is right." Artoria was silent for a moment, "What are you going to do?"
"I'm just responsible for taking you there. The two witches want to talk to you about something." Beowulf shook his head. "If you agree, the mortal can get home safely, but relatively speaking, you have to keep a low profile."
"Don't worry, you are nothing more than afraid of me warning you in the direction of the royal city. I won't do that." Artoria said lightly.
Beowulf was stunned for a moment: "It's really possible Don't you think it's too stupid to do this? You can obviously warn the royal city at this time, and the strong men in the city will come out in droves, which is enough to make us suffer another big loss, maybe Serge was unhappy. He called reinforcements directly from the Pope's Hall headquarters, and no matter what conspiracy they planned, it would all come to nothing."
"However, Miller will die. Maybe you will kill many innocent people just to vent your anger. Besides, the Dimensional Witch is here, and the possibility of keeping you is too small. There is no telling what Britannia will face in the future. You have your revenge." Arturia was silent for a moment and shook her head with a smile, "The meaning of the strong is to protect the weak. I just don't want innocent people to get hurt. Maybe you and Caesar are right. I would be too stupid to not have a way to protect everyone.¡±
"There are endless disputes in the world, and the tricks of fate are so unprovoked. After all, it is a world where the jungle eats the strong. Your wish is just a fantasy." Beowulf shook his head and sighed, "The most effective way to deal with the knight is to kill him with justice and creed. , This is indeed true, what you insist on has become your weakness, no wonder you will lose to Caesar."
"Do you know Caesar?" Artoria's eyes were a little complicated.
"Of course, although we only had a few fights, we are already friends." Beowulf thought of the perverted barbarian who was more desperate than anyone else when he went crazy, and felt a slight chill in his heart. "What an amazing madman. .¡±
"Soif he were in my position, how would he make a choice?" the silly knight asked curiously.
"He would pretend to give in, give in to me, and then launch a fatal sneak attack on me at the moment when I was relaxed. Then he would use all means to attack me, desperately holding me back until reinforcements arrived, and then call everyone to start. Siege until I'm captured on the spot and exchange for hostages - and then secretly devise a plot to kill us all, even to the ends of the earth, forever." Beowulf thought for a moment, then smiled, "¡ª¡ªThis is what that barbarian would do."
"What about the innocent and weak people who died because of this?" the king of Britannia asked excitedly.
"¡ª¡ªHe will bear everything with his soul alone, the sorrow of not protecting his people, and the pain of the loss of life, but he will not regret it, because he is used to this fate, and we are all the same People know what it means to lose, what it means to be powerless, and what it means to be precious. We never talk about protecting everyone, weWe will only do our best to protect everyone, because we already know what fate is. "Beowulf said slowly, "Your power is always limited. You may become the strongest, but being the strongest never equals being invincible. Your power will eventually have its limits, just as the things you can do will never be the same. Limited I understood this truth when I was very young. "
"I always thought I could do it because I was the eternally chosen king of Britannia. It wasn't until he broke my beliefs and pillars that I saw my powerless true self. But I But still, haha, maybe it's naive." Arturia sighed softly, "Over the years, I have been struggling with confusion and determination. Whenever I calm down and think, I always think of all the things I have encountered in my life. Important people everything about them makes me believe. There is something in this world that can surpass everything, the eternal light that guides the martyrs, will not be wiped out by cruel fate, will not be swayed by the hearts of the martyrs. Turmoil. Beyond sadness and anger, blurring the lines between good and evil"
"But that is just an ideal after all, King of Knights. Ideals alone can't achieve anything." Beowulf shook his head.
"Maybebut I have nothing left except that kind of thing. I have persisted for countless years, why not persist until the end?" Artoria smiled bitterly and then said calmly. "Lead the way."
"No matter what, I admire those who stick to their dreams." Beowulf pondered for a moment, "Let's go."
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"The people of Witch Night are really amazing at digging holes." Arturia stood proudly in the underground stone palace. Looking at the two witches standing in front of the stone wall, he smiled coldly, "Where's Miller?"
"That hunter has been put back a long time ago." Medea looked back at her - she was almost seriously injured by Artoria and Caesar's joint efforts a few days ago, but she didn't look resentful at this time. "You know me very well."
¡ª¡ªThe inexplicable light in the witch's eyes made Artoria instinctively shudder.
"Then why did you call me here?" Artoria said coldly, "If nothing happens, please excuse me!"
"I just came to discuss some things with you, or to make a deal." Seeing that Yuko Ichihara had no desire to speak, Medea could only take over all communication rights. "It's just that you seem to be deeply prejudiced against Witch Night, so we have to"
"Have you run into deep prejudices?" Arturia's eyes flashed with a sharp look. "I can't wait to kill you!"
"I didn't expect that woman to have a back-up plan. She must have told you the truth of the matter? But it doesn't matter. We chose User back then, and we were obviously about to succeed, but that woman interfered. It's really disappointing. I'm so annoyed." Medea looked at Artoria as if she was sizing up a precious work of art, "but now it seems that you seem to be more suitable. She is indeed her daughter, and her belief in identification is indeed true. He is stubborn to the end.¡±
"Medea, let me ask one last question." This is when Ichihara Yuko finally spoke. Forced by the witch's promise and to return Caesar's favor, she had to return Yakumo Purple to Caesar. It would be just as fun without the toy. disciple, she has been in a slightly bad mood recently, and her tone was rude, "Are you really planning to let her become Alaya's original body? It's far beyond her ability, and her kingly way It¡¯s so childish that it makes everyone despair, but I think the Thunder King is pretty good.¡±
"Thunder King? I'm afraid if our plan fails, we will be uprooted by the angry Seven Holy Lands." Medea smiled coldly, "Oh, Thunder King must be perfect? ??But if they complement each other, If so, that¡¯s fine.¡±
"Wait, what are you talking about?" Arturia suddenly took out her sword and held it across her chest, "Alaya plan?"
"That woman actually told you this. It's really harmful, but it's okay to let you know." Medea spat, then smiled and said, "You guessed it right, although Alaya's The sword has been broken, but there is still a chance to recast it. Now that you understand the grand plan, aren't you tempted by it? Become the greatest king in the history of mankind, holding the sword of Alaya, and suppressing the power of the sword. The form comes to the world and leads all the original people who advocate virtue and superb skills to re-create the prosperous age of Inner Farland and implement your ideal of an indisputable world Isn't it good?"
"You still call me naive" Artoria was stunned for a moment, then exhaled helplessly, "I think you are more idealistic than me Only you can come up with this crazy plan, but no People will agree. Human beings will neither let outsiders influence their destiny, nor will the way to completely eliminate evil be through killing¡ª??The most important thing is, witches, my belief is to protect my subjects, and everyone must protect them. Your plan goes against my oath. "
"When your soul reaches the height of restraint, you will realize how ridiculous all your previous persistence and vows are. This is a supreme honor. Do you really not want to think about it?" Medea followed suit.
"No need to say more! Witch, although Artoria is a stupid woman who has lost herself, she has not yet reached the point where she cannot distinguish between right and wrong." Artoria said quietly. "The reason why you proposed this stupid plan is just because you are not human beings. You stand outside the chessboard and watch with cold eyes. Naturally, you don't know how cruel and crazy your plan is. Even if this plan succeeds, what you will get , it is still a reincarnation once every ten thousand years. Even if all the people at that time were truly noble people, their descendants may not always be pure. Although I have not experienced the freedom war ten thousand years ago, However, the ancestors at that time were also brave men who fought for their dreams and freedom. So, what about now?"
"Why are you telling her so much?" Ichihara Yuko snorted coldly, "The Alaya plan is not so superficial, little girl. But considering your possible uncooperative attitude, we also have corresponding countermeasures"
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"Hey, hey, hey! Is it really okay to be so leisurely?" Kaoru's only feeling now is that of super powerlessness. They are now accepting the hospitality of the fairies in the lake by the Lake of Mist, and both Murasaki and Reimu have fallen into meaningless joy. among. The unscrupulous witch counted the bags of gold coins in her hands, or raised them high and let them go, listening to the sweet sound of the gold coins falling to the ground and colliding with each other. He showed an intoxicated look, as if he was listening to the most beautiful music in the world. Just that expression
¡ª¡ªIn the name of all art and music, if Reimu Hakurei goes to any concert with such an expression. She will definitely be regarded as a pervert, or she will be directly asked to duel by the musicians - even though no one can beat her.
Faced with the questions in the eyes of several lake fairies, such as "Are all humans outside like this?", Xun felt a little bit crazy. Even a pervert and shameless person like her would still feel very embarrassed - the unscrupulousness over there. Miko! You now represent the image of the entire human race! Don't give people the terrible feeling that "today's human beings are the descendants of giant dragons"!
¡ª¡ªAnd the fox girl over there! Isn¡¯t it so fun to play with children¡¯s emotions? Although they look like three idiots, you can't stop them from going crazy! You stupid fox who hasn¡¯t even reached the seventh level!
Obviously, although she looks like a cute and beautiful girl full of energy, the creature named Yakumo Purple has obviously been infected with some of her brother's bad habits. For example, she has obsessive-compulsive disorder and always bullies some very serious people. Someone who is easy to bully.
Now, of course, she has set her sights on the famous Ice Fairy who brought Sir Lancelot, the Knight of the Lake, to an idiot's level of IQ, and made inhumane decisions on several young female idiots headed by Cirno. The outrageous ravage.
"So, Hakurei Reimu!" ??Kaoru came to the side of the unruly miko and shouted angrily, "It's just that Yakumo Murasaki doesn't know the truth! Is it okay for you to be so leisurely? That's the home of the Fairy of the Forest. ¡ª¡ªThose relatively harmless guys are nothing more than that. Don¡¯t you know the virtues of the Dark Fairy? If Mr. Caesar suffers a loss, you will definitely be in bad luck!"
"Suffering a loss?" It took Reimu Hakurei a while to realize what Kaoru was saying - the light of the gold coins was a strong power to slow down thinking for her - then the miko smiled faintly, "Knight Gao Min, you I¡¯ve been with Caesar for a long time, so why haven¡¯t I seen it clearly? Maybe it¡¯s because the authorities are obsessed with it?¡±
"Give me almost a little! Otherwise, I will sacrifice my moral integrity and let Mr. Caesar deduct all your bonuses and so on! Also, don't forget, if Bishop Russell knows that you have made such a big This is a windfall, just wait for more than 800 tax bills to fall from the sky and be levied on your head! The gold coins that kept you warm will fly away in an instant!" Xun smiled thoughtfully, "Bishop Russell's ability , I don¡¯t need to say more! You¡¯ve heard of Russell, Archbishop Yi Bo Yuntian, right?¡±
"Nothing, nothing, nothing shameless!" Hakurei Reimu's face suddenly turned white, and she quickly hugged all the gold coins under her body like a turtle lying on the ground. It was like a breeze, and she shouted, "This is my personal income! The fruits of my labor! You have no right to take them away! These poor children are mine! They are mine! I want to resist the tax! Resist the tax!"
Kaoru sweated in her heart. It seemed that the rumors were true. Bishop Russell really left an unimaginable shadow on this contemporary shrine maiden of Hakurei Shrine. In fact, before meeting Caesar, Hakurei Reimu Live for three daysThe hard life of eating is not without reason. His Excellency the Archbishop must have taken great credit for it, and he is simply evil.
However, for the sake of the safety of a certain part of Caesar, Xun still had to be an evil guy: "Hey, hey, let me think about ityour behavior is private tax evasion, according to the Archbishop. , anyone brave enough to report this illegal behavior will be rewarded by the cathedral and a large bonus, so you"
"Hero! Hero!" If you want Reimu Hakurei to take money out of your pocket, you must have the strength and courage of a dragon. Oh, you must also have a heart that is firm and free from any temptation, just like now¡ª¡ª Hakurei Reimu hugged Kaoru with tears in her eyes, and kept rubbing her, "Knight Gao Min, although you didn't notice it, but - after these few days of getting along with each other, no, and the previous ones, I have already treated you I have developed a deep feeling, bathed in the dazzling light of the Sun Knight, eating more deliciously, and counting money with more energy. Yes, in fact, I have been secretly in love with you for a long time! You are so important in my heart, How can you let the evil smell of copper and the original sin of money taint your heart! Of course, I will not agree with you to report it - for a kind person like you, if you reveal this matter to the archbishop, you will definitely feel strong in your heart. I am deeply uneasy, think about it, if I had experienced that, I would definitely be rolling on the floor in pain! When you see me rolling on the ground in pain, your extremely pure heart will definitely feel guilty for this, and in the end you will feel guilty. I'll be rolling around in pain! It doesn't matter if I lose money personally, but I must make you happy! So So don't ask me for a bribe or report! Otherwise, it's acceptable for us to make love. ! Although this is not a good thing, if it were you"
" Hakurei Miko, you have lost your things." Kaoru said indifferently, "Also, I haven't heard such shameless words for a long time. As expected of Hakurei Miko - it's not a good idea to keep your money. Difficult thing.¡±
"Want to play SM? I understand! If you bring your own tools, we can start now! Please whip me as much as you like!" Reimu Hakurei gritted his teeth, and then began to roll up his sleeves, "Here Or find a small forest?"
"Your life" Xun sighed, "I want you to find a way, at least don't let Mr. Caesar"
"Tch, it turns out that I was beating around the bush and it was for Caesar's sake. It's really" Reimu Hakurei understood instantly, and then muttered disdainfully - and then, a cold light flashed in the corner of Kaoru's eyes, which frightened the miko and immediately stood at attention.
??¡It¡¯s a complete disgrace to an eighth-level powerhouse, and a seventh-level paladin is fooling around with him.
"Report to the Queen!" Hakurei Reimu said quickly, "As for your concerns about His Majesty Caesar, I think it is completely unnecessary! In my opinion, there are too few people in this world who can make him suffer. First of all, The forest fairies headed by Billy Herrington are not threatening at all. Even if the peaceful forest fairies are interested, they will first use language to persuade them. I think that in terms of language, His Majesty Caesar is almost unshakable. , because his obsession with breasts is no less than the forest fairies¡¯ belief in philosophy! Brainwashing is absolutely impossible!¡±
"That's true" Xun nodded, and then said, "There are also dark fairies! Those bastards are the most dangerous! If those guys fall in love with Caesar, they will definitely"
"There is no need to worry about this The Dark Fairy will drink before doing anything. If His Majesty Caesar really goes to the Dark Castle, then the first thing Duckham will do is definitely let him Drink." Reimu Hakurei glanced at Kaoru lightly, "I have heard about what His Majesty Caesar will become after drinking alcohol"
"Who did you listen to" Xun remembered that on New Year's Day, Caesar became a completely different person after getting drunk. He was unscrupulous and extremely evil. He almost had sex with her. Whenever he thought about this, , she was a little scared Well, but it sounded like she was indeed overly worried. If Caesar really drank, maybe
"Oh it does sound like" Xun nodded slowly. Suddenly, as if to confirm her opinion, a terrifying roar suddenly came from the distance, causing frogs to cry To be continued . .
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