Chapter 558: 1 moment after the war

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　　　　\"Sorry because this king’s willfulness makes you embarrassed. 网m"
　　　　In another space Altria stood up and neatly performed a knightly salute to Akara and Quasi-Four-Angel Angel.
　　　　Jacques Eriker, the two-winged angel referee, was difficult to determine when Akara and Cayar, who were the organizers of this contest, were originally trying to come forward but were blocked by Altria.
　　　　\"It doesn’t matter, it’s King Aalto’s power."
　　　　 The old and sly Akara seems to have expected that Altoria would do this. At this time, he smiled and there was no surprised expression on his kind face.
　　　　The serious and holy face of that Yar also slightly smiled. He has lived for thousands of years, and his shrewdness is probably not inferior to Akara.
　　　　\"How do you feel about King Aalto's final decision of our family Wu?"
　　　　 A few words of laughter relieved Altria's apologetic look on his face. Akala went on to ask Altoria's purpose for this to be obvious, but how could Akara not see it.
　　　　\"To tell the truth, the king is a little surprised." Al Tolia closed her eyes slightly and smiled lightly on the beautiful and majestic face.
　　　　\"Before he came, Ben Wang was worried that his ambitions were too big. He could not be recognized by other elves. You all know that we elves have never liked people with ambitions, but now it seems that Ben Wang should be worried that he is too ambitious."
　　　　Altolia went straight. The expression made Akara and Cayar laugh again.
　　　　 paused. She opened her eyes and the noble and majestic green pupils swayed with a serious look.
　　　　\"Still that sentence is not annoying to his king..."
Speaking of this, Altria's expression seemed to be in a sudden presence. Another figure in space and time suddenly became taller, as if wearing armor and a sword and sitting on the throne above a thousand huge steps. Like the kings of kings who can't breathe and can only look up.
　　　　\"锵"
The sound of a sharp sword drawn through the entire space even Cayar. The holiness of omnipresence seemed to shrink back under this voice. Gayal’s eyes narrowed slightly and was pulled out by Altria. Above the golden sword.
　　　　 Holds the sword in the right palm with the left palm. Holds the sword with the tip of the sword straight up on the chest. This is the most formal knightly oath of the elves.
\"My elf queen Altoria here decides that if Druid Wu Fan can always be the sword that cuts off the power of in the war against the forces of hell, then I will swear by Altolia on behalf of the entire elf. Be his strongest shield."
　　　　After speaking, Altoria held the sword high above the head and slid it straight down, giving a vowed determination to return the sword to the sheath.
　　　　\"Are you satisfied with this answer, Lord Akara?" Gently closed the cloak and asked Altoria.
　　　　\"Of course this is a historic moment for you and my family and even the entire dark continent. My wife here thanks King Alto for the countless lives of the dark continent."
　　　　 said Akara really stood up and bowed slightly.
　　　　\"Where does Lord Akara never say that as a member of the continent, this is the duty of the king and the entire elven clan." Altoria said awkwardly and then paid a knight salute to the two again.
　　　　\"If there is nothing else, please forgive the king to retire first."
　　　　\"Don’t wait to see the award ceremony and Wu really meet?" Akara sighed slightly surprised.
　　　　\"No need to rush for a while, this king believes that he will meet soon in the near future, will he not?
　　　　Altolia smiled faintly in the darkness of Akara and Cayar's sights and disappeared into darkness...
　　　　……
　　　　 On the other side, I didn’t know that I had missed the opportunity to meet the cheap fiancee, and I was still talking and laughing with Verras.
　　　　\"You have done a good job. (Net)"
　　　　 After my sincere apology, Sister Selna stood far away and they smiled and said that the silhouette against the tree looked very proud.
　　　　\"That's the so-called defeated glory." Lin Ya smiled sweetly with her hands folded.
　　　　\"Is the adult tired? Stomach is already hungry."
　　　　Velas, as always, softly asked who won or lost in terms of her personality. It didn’t matter at all. What she prayed in her heart was probably that I was a little hurt.
　　　　\"Sorry for worrying you."
I stepped forward and hugged Velas in front of so many people, and immediately made her blush. But surprisingly, she was not shy and struggling, but very quiet. Let me hug my nose slightly and seemed to take a deep breath of relief. In one breath.
\"And my little baby Sarah." After letting go of Verras, I also hugged Sarah on the side and kissed her fiercely, letting the little angel raise his head in shame for a while and bury his pretty face in it. In my arms.
Ok? Little Jasmine, what are you doing there with a note?
　　　　 Looking back, I finally saw the petite figure of Princess Sanwu hiding behind the old drunkard while waving their quill while brushing their heads from time to time to look down on my face.
　　　　\"This little point seems to be curious about your current transformation and insight." The old drunkard said sideways, caring.
\"Yep?"
　　　　I subconsciously looked at me, is it really that weird?
　　　　The little ghost seemed to see my doubts and nodded hard, and said a very hurtful metaphor: "It is like changing from Omas to white wolf."
　　　　咦咦？ ! ! ! Is the span so big? This is simply the comparison between the Amoeba and the Nemesis. After all, my original image is so close to you, the sacred lady of Tucao, the original image of Omas is full of funny and Tucao. Asan, my skin is much whiter than him anyway. You bastard! !
　　　　 After I vomited in one breath, I smoothly rewarded a vomiting knife on the small ghost head.
　　　　\"Really...as if it were a father and daughter?"
　　　　Velas said with a smile, Sarah also looked at me with her beautiful diamond-like pupils, and then I looked at the princess Sanwu's deep emphasis.
\"Is that right?"
　　　　Father, in fact, how did I think about it during the game? It seems that everyone agrees that I am so old?
It’s almost thirty when I think about myself, although the appearance of the transferee’s identity hasn’t changed much since I first came to Diablo [Dianzhu has changed] and unsurprisingly, this young face should be able to maintain up to fifty or sixty. Years old will gradually become the same melancholic middle-aged uncle whose melancholy and vicissitudes eyes are full of singing and weeping stories like Carlos.
　　　　Although this age is too early for the adventurers, it is indeed an age that has a lovely daughter and it is not surprising. Uh...if you can ignore the age of Princess Sanwu.
　　　　 If you think about it like this, your dad's halo can't help but start to gently wave to the Princess Sanwu and try to say.
　　　　\"Jasmine’s daughter comes to my father’s side."
After reading this, Princess San Wu who responded seems to have a greater reaction. He has recovered from the research mode that no one can disturb in the past, and lifted his head. The bright yellow eyes are facing his silent eyes. Can feel a slight tremor.
　　　　 thought for a moment in everyone's curious gaze, and the little guy stepped forward in a hurry and rubbed my face in my arms.
　　　　\"Master...daddy?"
　　　　\"Uh this... the master doesn't have to add it." I scratched my head embarrassedly and said it was a bit embarrassing to be called by Princess Sanwu.
　　　　\"Actually, I used to think that when Xiaofan took care of Little Jasmine, he really had a fatherly taste and a relationship with the hostess and maid, and that kind of unclear relationship was really complicated." Xiao Youling shook her head helplessly.
　　　　\"The relationship between people is inherently complicated." I raised my head and decided to use my knowledge as a senior mansion to teach a lesser ghost.
\"For example, my relationship with you on the surface is actually the relationship between your wife and your husband. In fact, you are just a slave girl in my captivity... Don’t... don’t bite! Bleeding! The wound that healed easily broke again! I’m just kidding and didn’t you say that first when you were at Lu Gaoyin last time?!!!"
　　　　\"Is that true? Have I ever said that?"
　　　　The little ghost finally let go and seemed to lick the snowy teeth with some unexplained leaps from my head and said suspiciously.
　　　　\"Absolutely!" I said decisively.
　　　　\"Even if this is the case, only I am allowed to say it. For example, if I say Xiaofan is a fool, Xiaofan, will you follow along?" Xiao Youling nodded her head while teaching.
　　　　\"……"
　　　　How to change it to her that she was talking and speaking eloquently, I really am not the opponent of this little guy.
　　　　\"Call--"
　　　　 It was at this time that Princess Sanwu, who had been lying in my arms like a puppy, sniffed and tried to smell the father's taste from there, sighed slightly.
　　　　 Do you have any dissatisfaction with me? Except for a little bit like a maid in cleaning and cooking and ceremonial tone, why do I always think that the relationship between the two of us should be transferred to ourselves as her father and butler?
　　　　 Do you have any dissatisfaction with your maid for doing this?
　　　　\"Only... appearance."
　　　　It was probably buried in my arms for a long time. The cute face of this little guy's blush was just the movement and tone but not cute at all. The cold head just said that she said that she left my arms without a trace of nostalgia.
　　　　Huh Huh huh? ! ! Am I just abandoned?
　　　　\"What does this mean?"
　　　　 My tearful, unwilling to ask, I confess that I really want Jolly to occasionally call himself like Sirius and Ecole, father, dad halo, dad halo...
　　　　\"Call--"
　　　　The blushing princess Sanwu once again indifferently sighed in the face and seemed to see a big exclamation mark sighed from her ruddy little mouth.
　　　　 Then she wrote something on the note in her hand and turned to face me.
　　　　 reads: How much is seven hundred seventy seven times seven hundred seventy seven...
　　　　Actually, should I admire the San Wu Princess who can write this slender and round mathematical problem in two seconds? Is the note in her hand a strangely shaped notebook? ! !
　　　　777777? For me, this is really a product between mental arithmetic and mental arithmetic. It gives me ten seconds...
　　　　\"Call--"
　　　　 Feeding sighs is too fast, obviously, only less than two seconds later, I have just made a conclusion in my heart that I can calculate the result with my IQ. I have not begun to count. Can ordinary people really calculate the answer in two seconds? It's impossible at all. Don't judge ordinary people by your standards, idiot! !
　　　　\"Wait and give me twenty seconds... not ten seconds. Ordinary people need such time to calculate it. You are right."
　　　　 I hurriedly bargained and asked the Velas for help.
　　　　\"Hah... Lord Haha is right... It really takes a little time."
　　　　Very lie, who would not lie very much, chuckled with a very false confusion, and then gently moved his head away from my helpless eyes.
　　　　 Silently withdrawn my gaze, and I glanced over the faces of the little ghost, Sarah and Linya one by one.
　　　　\"……"
　　　　Why should you turn your head away? Why did you all turn your head away? Why don't you dare to face my eyes? Linya and Xiaoyouling had received elite education since childhood, and Sarah had a savvy mother to teach, but it’s not surprising, but Velas, aren’t you dreaming of being a "ordinary" housewife? Shouldn’t it be on the same front as me? Sure enough, it is only me who needs dozens of seconds to calculate the result? Am I isolated? ! !
　　　　\"Okay, don’t play tricks, change back to your original idiot, and you’re about to start."
The old drunkard beside 　　　　 saw our family beating and arguing with each other, and the atmosphere was warm and harmonious. It was probably enviable. At this time, not only words interrupted.
　　　　\"If I can change it back, I would have changed it back now. I still can’t control the outline and other physical exertion to a certain extent to let the transformation effect disappear automatically."
Listening to the old drunkard saying this, I immediately felt frustrated and said that I changed my body but could not reply. Probably I am the first case in history. Can I say that I can start the title of "the most failed druid in history" ?
　　　　Thinking about this, even the subtle and unpleasant words in the old drunkard's words are automatically ignored.
　　　　\"Is that true? I have a secret method to help you." The old drunkard smiled sinisterly.
　　　　\"Oh? That's fine...:...no or no..."
　　　　 I replied subconsciously and then suddenly remembered that the old drunkard could not help but fought a cold war and quickly changed his mouth. Unfortunately, it was too late. His head was dark and his eyes were dark.
　　　　 Woke up when time didn't seem to be long. Everyone was still in the space of competing and even standing there just now without moving.
　　　　\"Look, I said it worked."
　　　　I heard the smug sound of the old drunkard in my ear, which made me hate my teeth.
　　　　While I was ready to collect debts from the old drunkard, she patted my shoulder vigorously to change the subject.
　　　　\"The kid's prize-giving ceremony is about to begin, don't you plan to visit?"
　　　　\"Huh? Isn’t that just going to be held on stage? Where else to go?"
According to the original point of view brought by the world, just like the Olympics, Carlos stood on the highest platform in the center, and he was standing in the second position next to his right hand, and the left hand was the third, Seattle, and the three people stood in a row. Looked up at the sunrise.
　　　　 I thought about the scene of the embarrassed people in my mind and asked silly.
　　　　\"How could the stupid awarding ceremony be in a crowded place? Have you watched those adventurers have already started to go?" The old drunkard knocked on my head again with irritability.
　　　　\"The mystery of what a prize-giving ceremony is about to do." I complained dissatisfiedly.
　　　　\"Historical rules are like this, otherwise you will complain to Akara or Tyrrell to say it again because the reward also involves a private request. It is naturally impossible to say it in front of the public."
　　　　\"That is also true."
　　　　 I nodded my understanding of this approach and nodded my heart. If I win by myself, I would like to say in front of tens of thousands of adventurers that "please give me twenty perfect gems". It feels very shameful.
\"Are there any prizes for the runner-up? What should I say?" I asked with a cheeky face and was cold-eyed by the old drunkard~EbookFREE.me~ There are only two adventurers in the world, Wu Xiaozi, you know it is Which two? "
　　　　 The question of shaking my head is too broad.
　　　　\"Living adventurers and dead adventurers."
　　　　 seems to pop out of the old drunkard's teeth, and it makes me speechless. This answer is a bit too connotative, isn't it like me and the old drunkard can talk about it.
　　　　\"So there are only two kinds of battles to win and lose. Just like an adventurer, if you win, you lose alive. If you are dead, what reward do you expect?"
　　　　Although I know that the old drunkard said this to explain to me that the cruelty of this world is not malicious, but it is still uncomfortable to be cursed to death for no reason.
　　　　\"It turned out to be a private request, wouldn't it be inappropriate for us to go to see it."
　　　　The nature of the gossip made me shining eyes and could not wait to see what requirements Carlos would put forward. But the necessary inner struggle and politeness as the messenger representing love and justice still had to be done.
　　　　\"Relax, I am his teacher, naturally have this right. As a matter of fact, this champion should belong to you, so it’s not too much to see."
　　　　 The old drunkard tempted clearly that one would go to the imagination of Dora and go into the water alone, but I still couldn't resist this temptation to keep up.
　　　　\"You guys wait here and we will be back soon." I waved to Verras and they chased behind the old drunkard.
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