Vol 3 Chapter 883: Someone dare to swear by his own age that he definitely did not steal noodles...

"Oh, is it your turn today? Britz? Welcome."
Xing Ke turned his head and saw that the door of the room was opened, and the vicissitudes figure in a coat was led by the maid Serra.
Although he was younger than a few decades ago, Xingqi still recognized at a glance that the person was Britz, the old man who used to drink with him.
"Your Excellency Star Carving, long time no see." Britz said with emotion.
"Is it a long time? Only a few decades."
"It's been long enough for us young people, Sir Xingke."
Looking at Xing Ke, he just looked at himself and turned his head again. He was busy playing against Ilia in the game. There was no intention of getting up to greet him. Britz didn't say anything any more and nodded to Serra thanked him and entered the room and sat down casually.
However, just because Britz's tall body moved away, the two young men, a man and a woman, who followed him revealed themselves.
"Huh? Who are these handsome men and beautiful women?"
Seeing that there were other people behind Britz, Xingke had to put down the handle and asked jokingly.
Ilya took the opportunity to cut off the remaining HP of Star Carving, and turned her head to say hello with satisfaction: "Good morning, Uncle Britz, Little Alina, and God-Kun, the three of you are rare together. It has appeared."
"I heard that Your Excellency Xingke was awake, and something happened to return to the courtyard of the death, so I came." Britz greeted the two younger generations to enter the room and replied:
"It can be regarded as an introduction to your descendants to your Excellency Xingke. Alina and Ryusuke."
Following Britz's call, the cold-hearted young man with a handsome face and one eye covered by bangs walked up to Xingke and saluted:
"Meeting for the first time, Your Excellency Hoshiki, Nagami Ryusuke, the partner and disciple of Mr. Britz Toka."
Didn't you even get the title of son-in-law? You still need to work hard, young man. Xing Ke said inwardly, but on the surface he smiled and said like a serious person:
"Well, how are you, little brother Shinnaru."
Then there was the girl with blond curly hair who looked a little timid and soft, but her voice did not seem as soft as her appearance, but a very clear and translucent feeling:
"Meeting for the first time, Mr. Starcut, Britz Toka's daughter, Alina Toka, father was taken care of by you before."
"amount……"
I don’t know why, in front of this girl, Star Carpet always feels humbly-Star Carpet consciously did not take care of Britz’s brother, and it was said that Star Carpet personally resurrected her. No chance.
Can't kill it and resurrect it again, right?
"Where, where, little Alina, please sit down, please. I must have seen me lying on the bed a few times when you came here. I was not proper. It was a laugh."
"Why are you indecent? You are obviously embarrassing." Yiliya vomited while pouring tea for the guests.
"No, I think Mr. Xingke looks beautiful when he is sleeping?" Alina seemed to say very seriously.
"In some ways it is true, but the main credit is really white." Illiya nodded and said yes.
"Hey, you two, should I be happy with this kind of praise?" Xing Mo remembered the clothes he had when he woke up, and didn't know how to evaluate: 137
"But forget... Britz, you came with a disciple who looks like a talent and a lovely daughter. Are you here to show off to me?"
Unlike current travelers like Suzaku and Lelouch, and different from Daya's leisurely slow-paced gem, Star Carving can feel Britz's body full of gunpowder smell of active fighters.
Not only did he maintain his body at its peak, but he also looked very full of energy and vigilance... he didn't seem to be an idler at all.
"Show off? No, I just want to introduce my most precious daughter to you, Xingke, so that she can get your direct protection just like me...Longsuke is incidental."
After Britz spoke slowly, he originally wanted to take a cigarette from his arms, but realized that there was no ashtray here, so he gave up and picked up the teacup.
However, Xingke was ignorant and didn't know what Britz meant.
"Asylum? Do you want me to protect them? How to protect? Are you selling your daughter to me?"
"Oh, how is it possible? Your joking, Xingke, is still so bad." Britz's sullen nuclear smile denied Xingke's daydreaming.
"What do you think, Guise, at least listen to Britz for me." Ilia put a cup of tea in front of the star carved and reminded. Then she went to quietly comforted Alina who was a little embarrassed.
"Well, Britz, you can make it clear, how on earth should I shelter?" Xingke asked, and then drank tea to himself.
"Your Excellency Xingke, you may not know this kind of thing yourself now, but the fact is that your reputation, fame, and name are actually in the plural world, the endless void sea, but very [weight].
Just knowing you, getting acquainted with you, talking with you, and having a causal fate will become a kind of shelter. "
Regardless of the ignorant look on Xingke's face, Britz didn't say anything about it, and explained very clearly to Xingke every word:
"In the past few years, since I reversed the tragedy of Alina, I have forged feuds with [Cthulhu Followers] and [Cthulhu Clan], and decided to fight for it.
Not only the world I originally lived in, but all the known worlds contaminated by Cthulhu's [Knowledge] and [Radiation] are all areas that I want to clean up. "
Xingke seems to remember that Illiya explained to him that the concept of [Cthulhu] has spanned countless worlds. In a world without any connection, you can always see some plausible things related to the Cthulhu.
It seems to be the same as the basic memes of [Human], [Earth·Sphere], [Gaia], [Magic], and [Technology]. They stand on the opposite side of human beings. Existence itself is harmful to humans. It is only knowledge and cognition. The radiation can give birth to believers and dependents... indescribable things.
In fact, things like [Cursed Son] and [Protoenterovirus] seem to be the products of human beings, but after careful exploration, there is also the shadow of the evil in it-this is only reflected after the star carving.
Over the years, Britz seems to have been contending with the existence of this kind of memes that directly harm human races.
"It's been a long time since I have been right with the traitors in the human race. I seem to be a little closer to the [Cthulhu] body, and even talked to a side of his clone."
Britz seemed to think of something~EbookFREE.me~ and said with a wry smile:
Because I have been in contact, I can understand that the evil itself is not something humans can fight against. It is still maintained after a brief exchange. Reason is my limit."
Cthulhu itself does not exist in any world, they exist outside the world, and there is no concept of time.
Their own existence is far more than the life born in the world, and Britz certainly cannot face that existence.
"And the reason why I was able to do it right with them, I can still live to this day-why do you think you, Xingqi?" Britz sold it here.
"Because you are too weak, do those evil gods do not want to care about you?"
"...Well, this is also a reason." Britz coughed a little awkwardly and continued:
"In fact, the biggest reason is that you, Sir Xingke, mentioned your name or name in front of some [Cthulhu] existences, and your body has a causal relationship with you, and they will all save face..."
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