Raising Diary of the Lolita Warrior

Ella fell silent.

Ella looked at the male creature in disbelief and puffed out her mouth.

why is it like this!

Her feet are so cute, so beautiful, don't you want to touch them, just to watch your broken robot compete? !

The little girl takes off her shoes.

Deliberately exposing the little feet wrapped in white socks in front of him.

really.

Charlotte's eyes moved and fell on her little feet.

Ella finally felt a little proud. The elves are indeed the most attractive race. She is so cute, and a mere demon king can't resist it at all!

Follow the gaze.

Charlotte's hand also moved, stretching towards her feet.

Ella held her breath and began to accumulate strength. As soon as she touched it, she immediately made Charlotte feel ashamed!

But then.

He just picked up the shoes on the ground and put them on again patiently for her.

"This is a public place, so pay attention to your quality and don't take off your shoes casually. Don't know how smelly your feet are, so don't affect everyone."

Charlotte taught her earnestly.

Chapter 539 Fungal Infection

Charlotte patiently put the shoes on Ella.

The little girl sat on his lap, just staring blankly at him tying his shoelaces and arranging the edges of his lace stockings, his head was blank, and he forgot all the words he had just thought up.

no quality.

Smelly.

In public places, don't disturb everyone.

He, he even said that his feet stink!

Ella's eyes widened in disbelief, and her cheeks puffed up slightly.

Long ears are a perfect race, the body will never be soiled, and it cleans itself all the time. Even if she does not wash her feet for 20 days, her feet are still fragrant, white and tender, he unexpectedly, he unexpectedly...

He even detested himself!

"You are the one who has no quality, and you are the one who hates it. You think my feet are smelly! You, you are talking nonsense! Idiot!"

Ella sniffed at the tip of her nose, feeling like she was about to burst into tears.

bully!

"So, your feet are fragrant? You think you are a beautiful girl in cartoons."

Charlotte fanned it with her hand, as if it smelled bad.

The movements are small.

It hurts a lot.

Ella felt that her honor and self-esteem as an elf had been tarnished by his fan.

He actually looks down on long ears!

The little girl felt furious, raised her right hand, and simply electrocuted the scum, but stopped again, took a deep breath, and tried to calm herself down.

No, you can't be fooled.

Calm down.

She has long ears, the most perfect race in the world.

Let a stupid devil realize her greatness, so she won't use such a low-level way of threatening.

"You smell, you smell!"

Ella rubbed twice, kicked off her shoes, and leaned hard in front of Charlotte.

She wants to conquer Charlotte with the facts, not only the feet of elves are fragrant, but also the hair is fragrant, everywhere is fragrant!

"It's outside now..." Charlotte quickly grabbed her feet.

Although the audience in the stands was sparse, there were still some after all, and the little tricks might not matter. Now Ella kicked his foot directly in the face, and everyone saw it.

Stinky, of course, is just talking.

Such beautiful feet make people feel bloody...

Have to play secretly.

"I'm sweet!" Ella yelled.

"It's delicious." Charlotte read, holding her little feet, and turned her head to watch the game.

"You're perfunctory!" Ella was annoyed.

"No, it's really fragrant. How about I swear to the goddess of life."

"Then you smell it, and after you smell it, write a [-]-character review. You must praise my feet in the most sincere and sacred language, so that counts."

"Do you know about fungal infections..."

"You really are perfunctory me, you are the fungus infection, you are!"

"..."

After making a lot of noise all morning, Charlotte finally didn't smell her feet, but she held them in her hand like a jade plate, and played safely and securely enough.

Ella sat in his arms, feeling beautiful in her heart.

Long ears are indeed the most perfect race, if the feet are smelly, how could he keep holding them?

Ok.

Although something doesn't feel right.

It seems that all the things she prepared at the beginning were useless, and the purpose seems to have been forgotten...

But smart and brave long ears will never suffer.

Must be an illusion.

……

Charlotte watched the game with Ella in the audience.

However, the atmosphere in the player preparation room was completely different. The little boy who had met him before was watching the video of the last game, and the technicians around him were also watching, with a dazed face and a Muggle expression. The air is heavy.

in the screen.

Ewinie held the black thing that looked like a remote control car and placed it at the end of the arena.

At the other end is a combat-type robot with an inverted triangular shovel on the head. The surface is covered with spikes, which looks full of destructive power. There is also a round rotor on it, which is sprayed with the Coca-Cola trademark.

From the body shape.

The latter obviously occupies an overwhelming advantage, giving people the feeling that it is not an order of magnitude at all.

Robot battles are actually somewhat similar to fighting.

Weight represents greater power, stronger friction, and more solid resistance to blows, so the body is so poor that it is basically a battle without suspense.

Even the names are different.

The machines of both sides are called the Pink Furry Rabbit and the Flesh Tornado respectively.

As the referee blew his whistle.

Game start.

The indicator light of the flesh tornado turned on, and it rushed out, crashing straight into the little thing that looked like a toy car, as if it was about to crush it.

And the plush rabbit started slowly, like an old man who was dying, still trembling.

It's hard not to be suspicious.

The energy source for the core drive may be the AA battery.

Five meters, three meters, one meter...

As the two machines collided together, with a bang, the sharp striker and the saw blade were cut on the tiny furry rabbit.

Neither of the two sides retreated, so they fell into a temporary stalemate. Because of the difference in horsepower, the plush rabbit was still being pushed back bit by bit. Where the saw blade touched the armor, sparks were sprayed, like a ravaged girl.

The next result seems to have no suspense.

Either the fluffy rabbit was pushed out of the arena, or it was cut in half by a circular saw, and the curtain ended tragically...

And right now.

A needle point popped out from the side of the furry rabbit, and stuck on the flesh tornado.

This seemingly crude thing was actually equipped with a PA system, and a preset recording was heard from it.

"First bomb, Killer Queen."

Followed by.

The flesh tornado exploded with a bang, black smoke billowed, and turned into a pile of fragments.

The referee was taken aback, and it took a long time before he blew his whistle to announce the end of the game. The little girl named Guan Zixuan opened her eyes wide and watched the scene in disbelief, and finally ran away crying, shouting as she ran. How shameless you are to send a stand-in envoy.

At this point, the video ends.

There was silence in the preparation room.

"Master, let's withdraw from the competition. Forget the certificate of a small competition." A bald technician whispered.

"Why?" The little boy was unwilling.

"One needle can make an explosion. This must be some cutting-edge high-end technology in the world. I have never heard of it. This kind of person is definitely not for the prize money. There may be something hidden behind this competition. Let's not Blended."