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Chapter 241 Farewell, Celebration Banquet, The Taste of a Beautiful Witch and Kyle's Pattern (10K)

You don't feel sad when you are fighting, but when the dust settles, you will find that your mood is getting worse.

When Kyle picked him up from the ice coffin, he subconsciously looked at the pale face, feeling a little more unreal in his heart.

His most impression of Thales is that this excellent Mesozoic ranger has a twisted face most of the time.

Perhaps it is because the Border Rangers were not strong enough in the early years and under too much pressure.

Although the old Barry is strong enough, he is more like a fighter than the leader of the Rangers.

Worries about lack of strength, and worries about less reliable leaders, made this middle-aged old man always have a worried expression on his face.

But now, he seemed to have let go of the burden in his heart. It could even be said that he had a frowning expression, but now he revealed a calmness, as if he could finally sleep peacefully.

"Go to sleep, this time, you can finally take a long vacation and have a good rest."

Kyle got up, put him in the incinerator, then patted Old Barry on the shoulder and said:
"Uncle Barry, you are their leader, it's time to cheer up."

Old Barry nodded and said, "Well, it doesn't matter. I'm used to it being on and off. This time it's him, and it might be me next time."

"It's impossible to get used to this kind of thing." Kyle's voice was very soft.

"In this fucking world, there will always be people who will die for something. It's actually a good habit. If you don't leave more thoughts, you won't be trapped in sentimentality."

Kyle looked at the old knight. He didn't know when Barry looked older.

Obviously, he has become a knight in uniform, and has made further progress on the path of the extraordinary level, and finally has the hope of touching the threshold of the sanctuary level. Logically speaking, the younger he lives, the younger he should be.

Kyle said with some difficulty: "The wolf cavalry side, let me handle it myself."

Although it is said that the wolf cavalry team was established later, from the selection of personnel to the training of mounts, even for a long time, these young wolf cavalry have been guided by him.

"Go and meet the kids," said Barry Sr.

"Ah."

The remaining ten Rangers will be sent to the large incinerator by Barry Sr.

The flames of the incinerator behind him engulfed Thales' body.

When he came to Dan, Kyle said softly, "Has the cause of death of the 57 dead wolf cavalry been investigated?"

"Sixteen of them died irretrievably due to inexperience." Dan sighed. "As for the rest..."

"Understood..." Kyle organized his words with some difficulty, and finally fell silent for a moment, shaking his head and sighing, "There is not enough hard power."

Although compared to ordinary professionals, today's wolf cavalry can definitely be regarded as quite outstanding among their peers.

Even many minor nobles who have not been well-trained are not as good as many people in the wolf cavalry at the same age.

However, this is the case on the battlefield. Sometimes, even if you have good strength, you may not be able to show it when the two armies confront each other.

Kyle didn't know what they went through when they charged in a tribe, but after excluding the damage caused by lack of experience, the only reason left was "insufficient hard power".

"The tribe... is not that strong, but it is not as vulnerable as imagined, especially when it is on the verge of death."

Although this is not the first time that Kyle has realized the difference between players and aboriginals, but each time he has personally experienced in actual experience that aboriginals and players are really two completely different individuals.

Unlike the players who roam around, for the territory, the growth of personnel is a phased increase.

Whether it is accepting outsiders, or increasing the number of newborns in the territory through various territorial strategies, the growth of these personnel will take time.

It takes time to cultivate young people who are suitable to become professionals. Whether it is from childhood to adulthood, or from a commoner to a qualified professional, it takes time to sharpen.

Time... For a territory, it is the simplest and most brainless way to improve its own accumulation.

But players are different.

For players, even if they are killed, they can be resurrected.

And even if he is killed, the occupational level will not decline in an avalanche, and the overall level can maintain a smooth occupational level curve.

Compared with the aborigines, there is no doubt that the undead are closer to the concept of "wild monsters" that can be constantly refreshed in traditional online games.

Dan made a knightly salute, half kneeled in front of Kyle and said:

"My lord, for anyone who has embarked on the career path, death is like a shadow. We have been prepared as early as the beginning."

Kyle looked at the wolf cavalry who were escorted back on the cart, and said softly:

"Let me do their encoffining myself."

The young curse swordsman at the front of the wolf cavalry opened his mouth, and was about to say, "Isn't it good for the lord to handle this kind of thing?" But when he saw Kyle's unrefusable eyes, he I didn't say anything more.

Kyle slowly came to the cart, and when he opened the cart, what he saw was a group of corpses wrapped in the swelled gluttonous slime.

Either the whole is still intact, or it has been fragmented.

The batch of corpses that were still intact were directly brought out from the mucus secreted by the gluttonous slime under his control.

When Kyle raised his hand, the exquisite water magic in his hand turned into a tool for washing off the stains of these victims.

When everything returned to calm, the wolf cavalry who had been cleaned were quietly pushed by Kyle into the ice coffin that had been prepared.

Standing in front of these wolf cavalrymen, he showed a rare sincerity on his face, as if he was saying goodbye to his friends, a little timid, as if he had more emotions that he should have at his age.

He said with nostalgia and sentimentality:

"Fryn, Semmerridge, Auschwitz, Ann, Hersey (names of the dead with intact bodies) . . .

When the Wolf Cavalry was first formed, many of you were still bragging to me.

What do you say, you guys will soon grow to the Transcendent level, and at that time, maybe you can help me a little bit more.

I have been here to see how far you can go, and now I see that you have no chance to fulfill your promise."

When Kyle spoke in a low voice, it was almost impossible for people around to hear his voice.

The felled wolf cavalry boys would not have a miracle, they jumped out of the coffin, and said to everyone with a smile:
"Hey, guys, what are you looking like? I just had a long dream!"

They would just lie in the ice coffins that had been prepared as they were now, with their bloodless lips slightly opened, as if they wanted to shout.

But there was no sound anymore.

Bringing the dead back to life or something, that is a scene that frequently appears in TV dramas like a bad street, it is people's instinctive fear of death, and a good wish derived from the fear.

Kyle didn't say anything more, and stood up a little confused.

So it turns out that one thought I have now can already affect the fate of so many people?
This was his immediate reaction after seeing such a scene.

He looked again at the wolf cavalrymen who had not been cleaned up on the carts and died in a more miserable state, and suddenly he slapped himself on the face with a slight force on his hands.

His fair face became slightly rosy because of this slap, and the confusion in Kyle's heart seemed to be suppressed by this slap.

When he raised his head again, the wavering in his eyes had dissipated, replaced by the tranquility of a lake under the moon.

"Grandpa White, have the families of the Rangers and Wolf Cavalry been notified?"

Kyle is also a normal person, and he will not say that he has no feelings of his own.

Even if it is a sculpture, if it is placed by your side for several years, you will have to hesitate when you want to discard it, let alone a group of living people.

Kyle is not able to see through life and death, just because he is busy enough, so busy that he can't spare too much time to be sentimental.

"The family members of the relevant personnel have been contacted with the communication crystal."

"How to say?"

"Dispose of the corpse according to the rules of the Rangers in the past, and let everything incinerated be scattered into the wind.

Whether it is the Rangers or the Wolf Cavalry, they are visitors in the wind, and at the end of their lives, it is good to reintegrate into the wind. "

"Well, the relevant relics that can be preserved, according to the old rules, are sent back to their respective relatives' homes, and then...

The Lancaster flag that was washed, did you bring it here? "

"Brought it here for you."

"That's good."

"One more thing, my lord, the situation of one of the rangers who died is a bit special."

"Ok?"

"That is a ranger named Midgar. He is not like other rangers, he is an aborigine of Lancaster Territory."

"I seem to have a little impression of this person..." Kyle nodded and said, "Is it the Midgar who followed the priests of the Earth Mother Church to Lancaster and had younger brothers and sisters at home?"

Kyle suddenly felt a little glad that he had chosen the entry of [Bo Wen Qiang Ji].

At this moment, the cold entry glowed with humanistic care, and the image of a young man who looked a little lazy and had a cunning smile appeared in his mind.

"It's him." Old White said softly.

Franka on the side was a little moved when she heard the words.

Even the Lionheart Knights and the professionals from Flanburg who watched the ceremony silently were a little silent.

"What's his condition now?"

"My younger brother and sister joined Lancaster's traveling merchant team some time ago. According to their leader in the traveling merchant team, it seems that they want to lighten the burden on their elder brother a little."

"and then?"

"They encountered the Desert Snakeman in the desert on their way to Frankfurt, and they were both on the death list just updated yesterday."

"If I remember correctly, he only has younger siblings."

"Ah."

"Are there only younger brothers and sisters?" Kyle nodded again and said, "Are there any related relics of him?"

"some."

Old White handed over a notebook.

After Kyle got it, he glanced at it, and saw the time recorded in the notebook. It should be written after Midgar arrived in Lancaster.

Old White's spell power shrouded the notebook, and he carefully protected the notebook from being damaged by external forces.

For a mana that has always been known for its corrosiveness, it is not easy to do this.

Especially now that it was still raining lightly in the small town, but the rain that fell after the sky cried that day did not leave a single trace on this note.

"Grandpa White, thank you for your hard work."

The things described in this notebook are mostly the favor and expectation of some young people for a girl in her prime.

The written content is not gorgeous in rhetoric, but it is full of deep joy.

You can imagine a scene just by looking at it.

A young man carefully writes notes in the dark night, expounding his hot emotions, and then closes the notebook, hides his thoughts deeply, and hides them in a corner of his heart.

"Give it to the girl, and tell her that the dead are dead, and the living should move on."

"clear."

The rain in the small town had just stopped not long before it started to fall heavily again. It seemed that the world was quiet at this moment, and only the sound of rainwater falling could be heard.

Residents of the small town also came, perhaps because there were too many professionals at the scene, and these civilians were far away, and they didn't dare to approach for a while.

Kyle didn't say much. The first ranger thrown into the incinerator at Old Barry had already turned into dust, and there was not much time left for Kyle to deal with the wolf cavalry.

He raised his hand, and the magic power threads shot out one after another, like a spider web, and instantly connected to the mutilated corpses of the wolf cavalry that the gluttonous slimes had tightly protected with their bodies.

It was like going back in time, those wolf cavalry who could no longer see their original appearance because they were besieged by too many barbarians during the fierce battle were reassembled into a nearly complete corpse.

Suddenly, there was an exclamation from among the gathered town residents.

At this time, relying on the mastery of the human body structure with the magic thread, Kyle sewed up the last wolf cavalry as quickly as possible, and then cleaned their bodies with water magic again, and then looked at the direction of the residents more.

All I saw was a young woman, holding a little girl by her right hand, and cautiously came to the crowd.

Standing on tiptoe, she poked her head and looked quietly and curiously at the inside covered by the figures of the rangers and wolf cavalry, as if she wanted to know what was going on inside.

"Can I go in and see them off?"

The mother said in a low voice: "When the barbarians came, I was collecting medicine at the edge of the Lancaster swamp. A ranger helped me lure them away. I just checked, but I didn't seem to find him."

Kyle does not reject the good deeds of his men being known, or in other words, he hopes that the good deeds of the Rangers and Wolf Cavalry and all possible soldiers under him in the future will be known.

At least, Kyle hopes that these subordinates can be remembered by everyone in another way.

"Let them go, most of the wounds that can be treated have been treated, and the remaining small part...

Ma'am, your child is still young, it's better not to let her see such things at such a young age. "

The mother nodded and said, "I'll cover her eyes later."

After finishing speaking, she pulled her daughter and walked along the path that the group of tall professionals gave way to. After a cursory glance, she quickly determined the location of that person.

She went and placed a flower on the chest of the sleeping body.

Then she picked up her daughter and let her put down the second flower.

Perhaps because of the woman's behavior, the surrounding townspeople started to try to offer a flower.

Kyle thought for a while, and felt that these townspeople did not harbor any malice, so he simply asked everyone to turn sideways so that these town residents could go forward and send flowers.

Franka said softly: "The residents in your territory seem to be very friendly to the rangers and wolf cavalry?"

"It has something to do with the strategy I implemented...

This resource-based town was not so big at the beginning. It took a lot of time for the Rangers and Wolf Cavalry to build it together with the residents of the town. "

Franka nodded in understanding.

Not long after, Kyle took the initiative to terminate the conversation with Franka, got up and walked towards the staff who lingered around for a long time after delivering the flowers.

The rangers and wolf cavalry stood around without speaking. Kyle clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention. Then he suppressed his trembling voice and said seriously:
"It's getting late, please ask other residents to leave the surrounding area in an orderly manner, we need to carry out the final burial ceremony."

The residents did not stop in front of everyone, but retreated back to the outer circle in an orderly manner.

One after another, the victims were sent to the incinerator, and as batch after batch of victims turned into fly ash, an accident happened suddenly.

I saw a gluttonous slime who had lost his symbiont suddenly broke free from the restraints of the others, and jumped into the incinerator in an instant.

The terrifying high temperature scorched its body. It was obvious that a normal gluttonous slime did not have a vocal organ, but at this moment, it still uttered a painful whine that ordinary people could hear.

In this way, the gluttonous slime burned up with its host directly without resisting.

Starting from this gluttonous slime, those gluttonous slimes who didn't seem to have much resistance all the time jumped into the oven one after another.

Everyone's eyes widened, and Esther, who was the gluttonous slime queen, let out a painful wail.

Finally, when everything disappeared, Old Barry said with a trembling voice:
"Everyone, please bow down and thank our bravest soldiers who are fighting on the front line for the righteous deeds."

This is what Kyle asked all the knights to say to the professionals under his command after all the armed forces under his command died in the process of protecting the territory after he completely took over Lancaster.

Then all the people present paid a silent tribute and bowed to express their gratitude to this group of guardians who fought bravely until they died.

No matter how many people will die on the battlefield in the future, and how many burial ceremonies they will participate in, Kyle does not want his knights to omit any etiquette in this regard—

This is not a troublesome order, it is the respect and gratitude from the heart of all the commanders for the comrades who fought with them.

They used their own lives to save the lives of others on the territory.

The latecomers will also inherit the will of their predecessors and carry their determination into the future.

The people at the scene were silent for a while, and made a final farewell towards the direction of the incinerator.

With a wave of Kyle's hand, under the effect of magic, a huge and stable stone tablet appeared on the ground.

Then with a wave of his hand, the Hand of Total War nailed the identification tag taken from the victim to the stone tablet to prove his personal identity.

The last victim who was sent to the incinerator finally ushered in his own end.

The rangers and wolf cavalry who had been a little numb have persisted until now, and finally someone couldn't help crying.

The townspeople in the outer circle seemed to be infected by the atmosphere of the scene, and their eyes turned slightly red.

The leading knight in Frankfurt took off his helmet, revealing a face that could stop a child from crying at night.

The Fox knight standing beside him didn't say much, just watched the scene quietly, and finally, he suddenly asked about the knights led by Frank Fort:

"Do you think he will be a qualified Grand Duke in the future?"

"I shouldn't ask you to say this, Fox." After the leading knight sighed, he said quite seriously: "I can only tell you that I have now begun to appreciate the man who controls Lancaster." special lord."

"Do you regret it? Regret that you didn't make the right choice in the first place?"

"I don't know, Fox, I have my mission, I want to protect the land I love, even if I die."

I don't know when, the rain has stopped.

The dark clouds that had occupied the Lancaster Swamp for many days suddenly revealed a gap, and the afternoon sun poured warmly on the stone tablet.

The warm sunlight just illuminated the large characters carved by Kyle on the stele.

Monument to the Guardian of Lancaster!
……

It was night, and the entire resource-based town suddenly became lively.

The banquet to celebrate the victory began, and the whole town became lively.

Perhaps it was to dispel the sadness of the ceremony this afternoon, whether it was the rangers, wolf cavalry, the Lionheart Knights who came to help, and the professionals from Frankfurt, all began to celebrate crazily.

Kyle found an excuse of "you can't celebrate as much as I'm here", and left the scene quickly after having a drink with a group of people at the beginning.

……

The moonlight was like water, shining on the roof of the tavern where Kyle stayed.

"Aren't you going to have a few more drinks with them?"

Perhaps it was because the clouds had cleared and the rain was gone, and the air tonight seemed a bit dull. Franka didn't like such a place where she drank heavily, so she quietly retreated after not staying at the scene for long.

The main reason is because of her special status. Even if she stays at the scene without some female companions of similar status to accompany her, it will be difficult to get lively.

It's not that she can't participate in it, it's just that when others face her, as soon as they hear that she is now the actual person in charge of Lionheart Castle, and also the youngest daughter of Lord Lionheart...

No matter what state it was before, it will become a lot more rigid.

This may also be the reason why Franka attaches so much importance to her family, and it is also the key to her unwillingness to kill her brothers, sisters and younger generations.

With her level of status, there are not many friends around who can chat with her more, and a considerable part of those who are the easiest to blend into her chat atmosphere without instinctively feeling awkward are her relatives.

When I was drinking with the knights below, before I had time to enjoy the joyful atmosphere of the celebration banquet, I could clearly feel some awkwardness hidden in their eyes.

Franka would not be angry about this, but she still felt that the celebration banquet, which was quite happy at first, suddenly became a lot dull. This is not something that happened once or twice, and she is used to it.

So he simply took advantage of the drunkenness in his eyes after drinking, and quietly used his physical discomfort as an excuse to step back and rest.

When she returned to the tavern where she was staying, perhaps because she was really in a hurry after drinking just now, and now that she was drunk, she was planning to go to the roof to blow some air.

At least let yourself be a little more energetic, right?

With this in mind, Franka went up to the rooftop of the tavern.

As a result, as soon as he came up, he found that he seemed to be the uninvited guest.

Kyle was bathed in the moonlight, showing a quiet and peaceful expression, but he was very alert, and soon woke up after hearing the sound of footsteps.

Perhaps because the situation of the two people staring at each other at the scene seemed a bit unhealthy, Franka simply took the initiative to ease the embarrassing situation of the two of them.

So there was the sentence at the beginning, "Aren't you going to have a few more drinks with them?"

"It's more or less boring."

Kyle spread his hands, and then added: "There is another reason, I don't like alcohol at all, no matter what kind of alcohol it is, if possible, I don't want it to enter my life."

Hearing this, a smile appeared in the corner of Franka's eyes, and she suddenly asked with great interest:
"Then what kind of behavior are you more interested in?"

"Is there a possibility that the answer is world peace?"

"Don't be kidding, from the first time I saw you, I knew that you boy is not a kind person in the pure sense.

Such a persona is too far from your original appearance. If you keep maintaining this kind of persona, wouldn't it be a kind of torture for you? "

Kyle spread his hands and said, "What you said, if it wasn't for the reasons I just said, what kind of reasons do you think it would be?"

"What do you think, my sister and I have no way to really find out, but there is one thing I agree with your idea."

"what?"

"There's nothing delicious about wine. No matter what variety it's improved into, the smell of alcohol that oozes out when you drink it will always be so disgusting."

"It seems that at least on this point, you and I have reached an agreement."

When Franka heard this, there was some indiscernible joy in her expression, and then she went on to say:
"For you and me, there are too many ways to relieve stress. There is no need to choose drinking. For those of us who need a clear mind, it is a poisonous way."

Franka licked the corners of her red lips, and said with a playful smile on her face:
"Remember what I told you in the carriage last time?"

"What? I can't remember what you said at the time." Of course Kyle could remember, but at this moment he still felt that it would be better if he pretended not to remember.

Who would have thought that Franka didn't think so.

This woman's attitude has always been so resolute, the kind that once she decides what she wants to do, she won't hesitate at all.

She didn't say anything strange, but when she quietly looked at Kyle, a mocking smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

It seemed to be provoking him, and that look made people want to punish this provocative guy.

Kyle was amazed, and finally said seriously: "Sister Franka, are you really thinking about it?"

"Strictly speaking, the relationship between you and me is already apart from five servers. Even if we get married directly, there is no problem. What's more, I have no intention of going any further with you now."

"Then you still..."

"I can't help it. I've been holding it in for a long time. I have to find an excuse to let myself vent the emotions I've been holding back for a long time in the past few years, right?"

Very good, Kyle felt that he had been successfully provoked, he snorted lightly and said:

"Sister Franka, don't you know that succubus has a very keen sense of human purity?"

The implication is, beautiful witch, it's fine if you lie to the little succubus, but don't fool yourself into it too.

It seems that Kyle's words are so straightforward that Franka, who originally wanted to pretend to be "I have experienced the strength of the succubus many times", was a little bit embarrassed for a while.

However, soon Franka seemed to notice something strange, snorted lightly, and said:
"I just haven't experienced such a thing. What's wrong, you can't just mock people who are still in trouble just because you are out of trouble?"

Kyle didn't understand what he said at the first time, and spent a few seconds thinking carefully about what kind of "common dilemma" he and Franka had, and now he has gotten rid of it.

After a while, the expression on Kyle's face became more subtle, and he opened his mouth and said:
"Are you the succubus, or am I the succubus? Why did you notice such a private secret all of a sudden?"

"That is, I have a very good understanding of the succubus family." Franka said, but subconsciously began to feel guilty.

All her knowledge about succubi comes from a little secret she told Franka many years ago when she was still living with her best friend.

That is, before the mixed-blood succubus has tasted other people's taste and activated its own blood, the mixed-blood succubus, like ordinary people, does not have any particularly obvious succubus characteristics.

Many mixed-race succubi, not to mention the unique tail and wings of succubus, are even very likely to look the same as ordinary humans from the outside.

But once you get a taste of it...

A black and red wing mark similar to a peach heart will appear in a certain corner of the mixed blood succubus's body.

That damned woman back then teased herself, saying that judging from her current situation, her children might have activated the lines of the mixed-blood succubus, but she hadn't even tasted the first intimate contact.

Well now, it's a prophecy.

"Damn it, who the hell is it? When I was in the carriage with you last time, you probably haven't tasted other women. Why did you..."

Hearing what Franka said, Kyle finally confirmed that this beautiful witch really has a certain degree of ability to tell whether she is innocent enough.

"What should have happened has already happened." Kyle spread his hands indifferently and said, "I can only tell you that it was a pleasant night."

Well, after all, the red-haired knight Ji's taste is really good. During that night of warming each other, he really felt the negative distance between people.

The taste of joy and happiness revealed in these words made Franka a little crazy for a while, and her heart began to feel sour.

She was still thinking that someone repeatedly emphasized to herself, "Judging from your current situation, maybe my child has already activated the lines of the mixed-blood succubus, but you haven't even tasted the first intimate contact." Pass"……

The scariest thing in the world is not personal attacks, but what the personal attacks say is true.

So when she found out that the dragon blood in her body was agitated all the time when facing Kyle, she had a new idea in her heart.

Didn't you say that after your child has completed the critical turning point in life and activated the pattern of the mixed-blood succubus, I might still be a half-blood dragon girl without any experience?
it is good!very good!

When the time comes, if I have a chance, I will be the first contact with your child's awakened mixed-blood succubus pattern.

Hmph, think about it, if such a situation really happened, it would be very pleasant!

Who would have thought that Kyle would have completed his transformation in such a short period of time.

This is great, now I can clarify the rumors created by a succubus friend...

Franke means, just to clarify, this is not a rumor.

So angry!
Even though such a short period of time has passed, the result is completely different!

She looked at Kyle sourly and said, "Congratulations, you have taken another step forward on the road of life, so who is it?"

She didn't notice the little bit of jealousy in her words at all.

However, Kyle didn't like this, he felt that there was no need to tell others about the things between himself and Elana.

Franka snorted softly, and also noticed that she had somewhat lost her composure just now. After adjusting her emotions a little, she said:
"My good brother, if you had refused at the beginning, the things that happened later would never have happened during the carriage ride last time."

Kyle Mormin looked at Franka, and after a while, he suddenly whispered:

"Is the improved version of the Treasure of Life easy to use?"

Franka smiled easily when she heard this, and stroked her lower abdomen, as if she could still feel the treasure house of life that was bitten by the succubus inside the clothes:

"I think the number of awakening potions in the treasure house of life is really too small."

Facing such an almost provocative behavior, how could Kyle accept it.

He raised his eyebrows and said: "Tonight's celebration will last until the next day, we have a lot of time."

"No..." Franka opened her mouth to refuse, then hesitated, and said, "The roof of the tavern, no!"

"Then go to my room... Sister Franka, I hope your body can be the same as what you said, and your mouth is strong enough, in every sense."

Franka's body trembled slightly, and she unconsciously thought of the water stains that spread on the floor after she came into contact with Kyle in the Mage Tower.

And the scene where I was licking the corners of my mouth in the carriage after leaving the Christmas tree of bones, with sore cheeks...

Cough cough, that's right, the reason why my cheeks are sore must be because I helped this kid explain too many things at the Bone Christmas Tree!
After thinking about it, she blushed and did not resist Kyle's movements, and was dragged by Kyle to the direction of her room, staggering as if she was drunk.

She didn't start to panic until Kyle opened the door to her lounge, then turned on the lights, locked it, and installed a sound barrier.

"wait wait wait!"

Mouth king Franka has already started to panic completely.

At first glance, that appearance was indeed extremely moving, and even Kyle felt a little more eager and anxious.

You must know that Kyle, on the night he embraced Elana last time, in order to give Knight Ji a complete and good memory, he could suppress a lot of things he originally wanted to do.

But now the beautiful witch is different.

It can be said that it is your love and my wish between the two parties. You should be your own dragon blood cannon, and I will set up my own succubus cannon. With her moving and pleading eyes, while making people's index fingers move, start Had a crazy night.

The truth is-

What flows into the body at midnight is not necessarily sleepiness.

It is not necessarily sunlight that sprinkles on the face in the morning.

It doesn't have to be a knife that stabs you in the back.

What is carried on the shoulders is not necessarily responsibility.

The heart-piercing cry is not necessarily a grievance.

The tree-lined path that others yearn for is already covered with hoarfrost in this humid and cold midnight and early morning.

...the following are not billed...

once a day i want you
Favorites, recommended tickets, monthly tickets, automatic subscription!I want it all!

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　Street diary:
　　【Follow-up Diary of Secondary School】

　　Me: When you wrote it, the chuuni was a bit restrained, probably half a Uchiha person,
　　Fengcai Yehua: It’s not such an exaggeration, how could it be possible?
　　Luzhu: In terms of expressiveness, Madara must be strong, but in my heart, you are strong
　　Ying: Secondary to a certain level, you are an idiot

　　Luzhu: As long as no black history is created, everything is easy to talk about

　　Charming Yehua: Are you polite?ah!
　　Me: It’s not like I haven’t done it before. I wrote in my homework book, “You can rely on your appearance but you must rely on your strength.” My head teacher laughed while reading it.
　　Me: I wrote it on the correct math test book (indifferent)

　　Shadow: great

　　Charming Yehua: Does Luoluo have no shame?

　　Luzhu: It’s all right, I dare not write

　　Ying: When I was in the second year of middle school, I was secretly in the second year by myself, and I was very serious to the outside world.

　　Me: That test paper is a stack. I wrote it on the last page on the back. The teacher changed the front one. I don’t know what kind of mentality. I opened the last page and saw that sentence

　　Luzhu: Did he leave anything for you?

　　Miao Yu Moli: Laugh to death

　　Me: My teacher, I read it several times while drinking water in the office

　　Me: I pointed to the paper: "Teacher, strength", pointed to myself: "No problem, right?"
　　Charming Yehua: This is too shameful!
　　Me: The teacher said, "The difficulty of the next exam is a bit high. If you can't make it, come to the office." Then I will go to the office next time.

　　Me: The teacher asked me to help her correct the test paper, smiling while holding a cup

　　Miao Yumoli: Hahahaha

　　Fengcai Yehua: Luoluo is better than me in secondary school, I dare not even think about such a thing
　　Me: (maybe you are not as good-looking as me in high school?)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)