Super power krypton gold [Comprehensive]

"Then, let's stop here for now."

For some reason, when Scheherazade’s narration came to an end, I suddenly felt light all over, and finally felt the long-lost warmth of the sun again.It seemed as if he had just passed through a long, dark, and icy tunnel, half of his body was already submerged in the muddy muddy water up to his waist, and he finally struggled to return to the human world.

"call……"

When I came back to my senses, I had already pressed my chest with one hand, and poured out a long mouthful of stagnant turbidity.But that alone still couldn't relieve the intense feelings that were suppressed in my heart.

To use an analogy, it is like using cement to forcibly block the crater that is about to erupt. The result is either an eruption or a devastating eruption.

"? What are you doing, why are you telling me to hide half of it and hide the other half?"

Fortunately, Joan of Arc's stable performance as always allowed me to concentrate a little bit, and my thoughts gradually returned to the normal track following her voice flow.

"Why, are you going to save the rest of the story for the next night, and be a 'Let's listen to the next chapter'? No, really. We are not tyrants, even if you tell it to the end in one breath, there is no problem. People will kill you."

Although Jeanne Alter's tone was not good, the meaning contained in the words was very gentle.

(Well, this is the normal operation of Chaos Evil Dark Avengers, I understand.)

"No, that's not what I meant. What I mean is... for the rest of the story, it's better for you to confirm it with your own eyes."

Scheherazade's eyes flickered, and then he looked around and said:

"Miss Teak, do other people, especially the 'enemy', know about your sneaking into the island? In other words, have you been exposed?"

"Well... probably not."

I lightly tapped my temple with one hand and thought, "Vimana took off during the chaotic sea battle. At that time, the sky was full of gunfire and gunpowder smoke, which should be enough to cover our tracks. As for after going to the sky, we only met Yi Shitar, shouldn't she tell the perpetrators? Goddesses are reserved."

"Goddess Ishtar? Yes, then she really won't..."

"Akane, and the big tengu."

The Cave King reminded me cautiously.

"It's okay, he was busy fighting with people, and I don't think he can recognize the difference between 'Vimana' and Ishtar's 'Maana'. It's a Japanese tengu after all."

The corner of the cave king's lips twitched:

"It sounds like you're saying 'Japanese tengus are stupid'."

"I mean cultural differences, cultural differences."

I pretended to be deaf to the cave king's sharp complaints, and then turned to Scheherazade and the two short knives with a smile:

"By the way, you asked me 'have you revealed your whereabouts', meaning that we are going to infiltrate the island next?"

"Yes."

Scheherazade nodded lightly, "Since the people on the island haven't heard of your invasion, you can pretend to be kidnapped women and children and mix in. After these days, I have gained some Some trust, as long as you follow me all the way, it will probably not be suspected."

"Hmm! I testify that everyone likes people|wife and sister!!"

Bao Ding nodded like a chicken pecking rice, "Me too, I like listening to my wife telling stories, and she will even stroke my head—"

Wu Hutui tugged at his sleeve timidly:

"Bao, Baoding, everyone is talking about serious things, so don't interrupt. Others will be angry."

"Eh~~~"

"nothing!"

Hotaru spread her hands, put on a little adult posture, and said: "Akane won't care. She said that she likes to hear me talk to Dagger the most."

"..."

Hotaru was right.Not to mention anything else, at this moment I have no time to be angry at all, and I can only focus on marveling at Scheherazade's generosity.

He is not only responsible for explaining, but also serving as a guide. As the saying goes, helping people to the end and sending Buddha to the west, what kind of meticulous, thoughtful and home-like five-star one-stop service is this? ? ?

That's right, Scheherazade was originally a five-star.

However, in this way, another question that has been buried in my heart has been induced for a long time:

"Shan Ruzod, you...you are so afraid of death, why haven't you obeyed? If you want to avoid death once and for all, instead of taking the risk to help us, go directly to the Master who summoned you—or to the tyrant Wouldn't surrender be a safer choice?"

- Yes, that's my question.

——Scheherazade, who always puts "avoiding death" in the first place, faced our shabby lineup that is no different from hitting a pebble with a stone, why did he not hesitate to help?

Although I have a vague guess in my heart, I hope to hear the answer from her.

"..."

And she seemed to know the intention in my heart, her thick and curved eyelashes trembled slightly, and there was a gentle smile on her beautiful face that seemed to be nostalgic and relieved.

"Because, even for me who can only shiver in the face of death, there are people who are willing to tolerate this fear gently, are willing to listen to my heart, cherish my life, and cherish my soul. She grieves for every disaster, for Every weak person brings comfort and redemption, shoulders a heavy desire, and embarks on an arduous journey with an ordinary body."

"Since that's the case—my only reward is to never betray her."

"I will not betray you again..."

"The one named 'Fujimaru Tachika', the Master's wish."

—that was her answer.

……

……

Incidentally.

——Hey, I really can't compare with Lixiang. No matter how many harems there are, it's not me. Go home and farm.

This is my first impression.

But I only had time to say half of this sour sentence, and half of my head was almost blown away by Joan Alter's flagpole:

"What are you hypocritical, work!"

"...I'm sorry, I'm just pretending to be hypocritical. In fact, I know that you all love me hehe."

Joan made another flagpole with her backhand:

"What are you getting carried away with, shut up!! Who else loves you?!"

(Well, sure enough, it's the same alter kiss as always. I feel relieved when I see her.)

……

……

After reconfirming that Scheherazade can be trusted, the next thing we have to do is to infiltrate in a physical sense.

That is--

"This kid Hotaru looks young, and Ms. Yuki and Ms. Alter are just young, so it's not particularly difficult to blend in with the islanders. But the problem is, this..."

Scheherazade hesitated to speak, but a melancholy eye wave flew towards the Cave King with a clear hint.

——This 1.8-meter old man, what are you doing? ? ?

"........."

Like her, I cast a deep look at the Cave King Jingjing, "Silence is better than sound at this time".

I don't know if my eyes are too scary, so that the Cave King read some dangerous signals from them.When the four eyes met, he was stunned for a moment, and then instinctively stepped back three steps in a row, holding his head up like a martyr who would rather die than surrender.

He resolutely said:

"Cy, I—I don't wear women's clothes."

"...No one asked you to wear women's clothing!!!"

Ever since I learned about the situation on the island, I was always on the verge of going crazy, exploding, and turning into a puffer fish, but now I was forced to laugh at him:

"Isn't it just sneaking in in disguise? I have my own way. Come, come, let me show you a baby."

"......not women's clothes?"

"No, really not. Don't panic, I guarantee you with my personality."

I smacked my chest swearingly, and then avoided the curious and inquiring gazes of other people—especially Joan of Arc Alter, because this "baby" really couldn't be seen by her, and it might bring back a humiliating memory for her—and secretly sent the King of the Grotto. Pulling it aside, he reached into his pocket and took out a classically shaped vial, and handed it under his nose as if offering a treasure.

"It's like this. I expected this situation before I left, so I asked Gilgamesh for it...cough cough..."

"Cough, cough, cough...well, the potion for rejuvenation."

"…………"

The Cave King took the vial from me with a look of death on his face, his eyes were empty, as if he was staring at the distant place through the vial, and he seemed to be asking himself——

"Women's clothing" or "becoming a cave king lily", which option can better preserve his precious and precarious style.

……

3 minute later.

The Cave King's choice can be imagined.

As expected of the strong and resolute Count of Monte Cristo, although he undoubtedly experienced a fierce ideological struggle in his heart, he compressed this struggle to less than 3 minutes with his steely willpower, and then took the small bottle without hesitation and took a sip of it—— I snatched it when I was half bored. After all, this is a precious panacea of ​​the gods, and maybe other people will need to use it later.

The elixir takes effect very quickly, just like Joan of Arc alter (after taking the wrong medicine) turned into "Jeanne of Arc·alter·Christmas·lily" in the blink of an eye, as soon as the Cave King swallowed the medicinal liquid down his throat, the spirit foundation quickly occurred. a qualitative change.

"Wow..."

The actual physical transformation process takes less than five seconds.

Five seconds later, the 1.8-meter-long steel man in Yushu Linfeng disappeared without a trace, accompanied by a burst of special effect fog, and the clothes woven with magic power on his body shrunk in proportion.

Then, the mist dissipated—

Under the dark top hat that gave people a gloomy impression, a boy's face with fluffy black hair and skin tanned by the sun slowly raised up.

I:"…………"

Everyone: "..."

Jeanne alter: "...Who are you???"

—too, too healthy to be recognized at all! ! !

(No, no, actually, I understand! I know that when he was young, he was a healthy, sunny, and energetic man of the sea!! But when I suddenly saw it like this, I was really not used to it...)

It is said that it is rejuvenation, but in fact, it always gives me a feeling of "turning Shinichi Kudo into Conan Edogawa", that is, the feeling of shrinking in size.

But obviously, what happened to Edmund Dantès was not a shrinkage, but an approximation of "back in time".

What catches our eyes now is Edmund's youthful, happy and carefree attitude in the seaside village.Neither being framed by anyone, nor losing his father and his childhood sweetheart's first love, immersed in pure happiness——

"Go, Sissy!"

The young Edmund simply grabbed a piece of my clothes, and his clear voice, which had not yet undergone the voice change period, made my heart tremble.

(Mo, could this be Shimazaki Nobunaga's childish voice?! No, what am I thinking!!)

At the same time, I also noticed that despite the completely different appearance, the stability, composure and determination in the boy's voice have not changed at all.There is no doubt that that is the nature engraved in the "Cave King" spirit base, and it is also the character that Edmund Dantès has possessed since he was young.

"Don't worry, I swear no one will touch you. You know, even if I change my appearance, I won't forget it. I'm still waiting for your answer."

...Also, there was no change in the candid speech he made as if no one else was there.

Coupled with the freshness and sincerity unique to teenagers, the lethality has been improved to a higher level.

Because of his superfluous speech, Joan Alter looked at us even more strangely—and fortunately, she was the only one who could hear the clue. The three real swordsmen were ignorant, and they put their heads together to chat about the old days .If Yaoken and the others were also present, the atmosphere would become subtle in an instant.

"Well, let's go... let's go."

I cleared my throat in embarrassment, pretending I didn't hear anything.It is impossible to expect the Cave King himself to restrain himself from embarrassment, let alone this sunny and cheerful Lily, who has a lot to say, can only be left to him.

For some reason, I always have the illusion that my ass is on fire.

(but……)

Perhaps because he felt that this Avenger costume was not suitable for him, the black-haired boy took off his top hat, and let the familiar, salty, humid sea breeze blow through the forest, blowing his forehead and face.

The boy's side face had deep lines, his eyes were clear and bright, and he seemed to be smiling even when he wasn't smiling. There was no longer the smell of tobacco and the lingering gloom on his body.Through that figure, one can vaguely imagine the scenery reflected in his eyes——

There is no prison tower, no grievances and grievances, only boundless sunshine, sea and wind.

(...It doesn't seem bad to see Edmund like this once in a while.)

As I thought about it, a knowing smile unconsciously formed on the corner of my mouth, and I let him loosen the hem of my clothes, took one of my hands, and walked quickly towards the endless villages at the foot of the mountain.

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This island is actually somewhat similar to the town where Edmund lived when he was a teenager.

As the saying goes, relying on the sea to eat the sea, apart from growing vegetables and fruits and going out to sea to fish, the islanders basically rely on trade with outsiders for a living.Since the criminal gangs settled in, they should deliver the agricultural products to these wealthy "Masters" and "Madame" in suits and leather shoes, and then the "Masters" will bring them modern civilization and a variety of daily necessities.

If the "Master" is not a group of human traffickers, and the "commodities" brought do not include live women and children, then it can be regarded as mutual benefit and mutual enjoyment.

Scheherazade and the daggers were already familiar with the situation in the village, and Lily, the cave king, was also at home, so we entered the islander village unimpeded all the way.

Looking around, there is no miasma and demons dancing around. The islanders are busy with the work at hand, sweating profusely under the hot sun, which seems to be just an ordinary rural scene.

What surprised me even more was that among the hastily built low houses, several familiar figures could be seen shuttling back and forth.

"Ah, this is Kaguya Hime from Onmyoji, Butterfly Spirit, and boys and girls...the one over there is Urashima Kotoru from Touken?"

"Oops, nursery rhymes are also there."

Jeanne Alter quickly turned her face to the side, "This child, who often played with Christmas Lily when he was in Chaldea, will definitely recognize me."

"Scheherazade, what are these?"

I asked the guide suspiciously, "Are they... all the same as you?"

"Yes."

Scheherazade’s whisper is as thin as a gossamer, “These children are very smart. Some of them have lost their strength like me, and some of them, like the goddess Ishtar, pretended to obey in order to preserve their strength. Now, they are like this The purpose of walking around in the village is to confirm that the women who were sent to the islanders' homes are safe."

"Also, the children often visit the 'birdcage' you saw earlier. Although it can't stop the business on the island, it can at least ensure that they are well fed and clothed, and that they will not be treated violently..."

That sounds like a little comfort, I thought.

Although the situation is still not much better, if you can see these children from time to time and hear their milky voices comforting them, the will of the victims to survive will probably be stronger.

"However... This is also because these children's supernatural beings are relatively lenient, and they especially like children, so they never ask their actions, and they don't care whether they are sincerely obedient."

Speaking of this, a little pity appeared in her eyes again, she turned her head to look back at the trembling Baoding and Wuhu, and sighed softly under the cover of the veil.

"If you encounter a grumpy supernatural being, just like me when I entered the palace to serve the emperor, my every move will be strictly controlled, and life will not be so easy..."

"I see."

No wonder Baoding and Wuhutui want to escape. It seems that there are good and bad among the supernatural beings on the island.I secretly made a note in my heart.

(However, isn’t the number of summons of the same supernatural being a bit too much? Brother Big Tits and I have worked so hard to summon the fifth one. With a quick glance, all I know are already six. What? Man this is.)

I tried to raise doubts to Scheherazade, but she was slowly explaining "There is a reason for this", and several islanders who had noticed us came up and greeted Scheherazade with a smile on their faces:

"Girl, why are you here? Does the master have any orders for you to come and let us know?"

"..."

Scheherazade shook his head wordlessly, and then someone shifted his gaze to the faces of our group, and all of them suddenly changed their expressions, and a cluster of fireworks exploded in the muddy pupils:

"Aren't these new 'goods'?!!"

——Well, at first glance, they are all honest and honest villagers, but this sentence can ruin everything.

There is no other way, for them, it is only natural for them to eat when they are hungry, to add clothes when they are cold, and to go shopping when they cannot find a wife and children.They regard marrying a wife and having children as a basic survival need, and in order to maintain their survival, all behaviors can be forgiven.

Are you happy with the wife and children you bought?

It was a part of their lives, an essential but insignificant addition to the house, and there was no joy or dislike in it.

Even if there was some suspicion at the beginning, in their eyes, a woman is "marry a chicken and follow a chicken, marry a dog and follow a dog", children are "the mother is not too ugly, the son is not too poor at home", and they are a family when they are mature. Living a good life is the most important thing, where would there be any dissatisfaction?

"……Yes."

Seeing the islanders rushing forward with fanatical expressions, Scheherazade finally said reluctantly:

"These two children, the two women, are 'goods' that will be sent to the leader later..."

When she said "two children", the eyes of the black-haired boy - Cave King Lily flickered imperceptibly.Although he has rejuvenated mentally, he still seems not quite used to being called that.

Not to mention that there were several strong men and middle-aged women who surrounded him, touching his body and face unscrupulously, patting his cheek for a while, pulling his arm for a while, and happily On and on:

"This child is so good and strong! Unlike the one in my family, who is still sick in his teens, I don't know if he can let me hold his grandson sooner."

"Hey, mine is the same! People with big farts will learn to make trouble. They say they don't eat or drink, and they insist on looking for his mother. Tell me, what is this called? His mother is us, we really Gold and silver brought him back!!"

"Who isn't. My mother-in-law bought it for several years, ran back and forth more than a dozen times, and was restless after giving birth. The child was crying in front of her eyes, but she refused to hug it, and she cried and said what kind of evil , Sinister, what a bad luck! If it weren't for those little kids from the "Master" family to stop her, I would have discounted her legs. I don't even look at how big the island is, and it's in the palm of our hands. , where can she go??"

…………

"........."

Suffering from both physical and mental torture, including me, the eyes of everyone at the scene were covered with a thin layer of blood.

But not yet.

Can't do it yet.I warned myself in my heart, and I also used my eyes to warn Joan of Arc and the Cave King who were about to explode.

Even if the village is burned to ashes, this interlocking industrial chain cannot be completely eradicated.To get rid of the evil, to cut off the "sacred tree" and destroy criminal gangs is our first goal.

Just as we were trying our best to control our emotions, we suddenly heard a high-pitched laugh that was suspected to be a copycat version of the Cave King/Uruk King/Pharaoh, and two decent-looking young people pushed aside the crowd and approached.When the first one is full of spirits, the second one is clean and elegant, very stylishly dressed, at first glance it seems a bit seductive.

"These are the two youngest sons of 'Tyrant', one is proud and domineering, the other is pathological and vicious. They have no talents except supernatural powers, and they don't hold real power in the organization. They are all raised by their father."

Scheherazade said to me in a low voice, so the seductive eyes turned into hot eyes in an instant.

I hurriedly hid behind the crowd, messing up my long hair to cover half of my face, lest these two hot-eyed brothers notice the similarity between my mother and me.

What's more eye-catching is that the one in the front seems to think he is a cool little country prince, the corners of his eyes are raised slightly, and then nailed to the dark-faced Joan of Arc, and he can't move away.

"Wait—"

Before Scheherazade could speak to stop him, he had already taken a big step forward, raised his hand and pinched Joan's small jaw:

"This is beautiful. I like it. Send it to my room directly. Fourth brother, don't rob me."

Joan of Arc: "￥%asd#fwt*@#%shjfpw!!!!!!"

It's over, you're dead.

pitiful.

My worthless cheap brother, I will lose one when I just met.

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1001 Sister Trip 5 is quite touching, "Now I don't want to die even more, because once I die, I have to be separated from you" - there is no heroic spirit that we can't conquer!

The image of Lily, the cave king, appeared in the character set of the radio drama. He is a sunny and cheerful black-haired young man, who smiles like a dick (roll

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The first brother who is about to be killed is here, let us applaud his courage