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When I woke up, I opened my eyes and saw the little dog Vilas sleeping next to the bed. I looked out the window. It was late at night. It seemed that I woke up at the wrong time. It was all because of that guy Evelina. I always thought

Will it die if you drive me away and let me stay for half a day to study it as an ecosystem component of the Salted Fish Sword?

I quickly checked my body and found that it was fine. It was much less injured than the previous battle with the pain worm. The only exception was that I had no feeling at all in my right arm. Could it be that it was gone?

I was startled, and quickly turned my head to look. Even though it was covered by the quilt, I could still see the outline of my right arm. This made me sigh in relief, and then I smiled bitterly.

Because the outline of my right arm under the quilt was more than twice the size of my left arm, I couldn't bear to lift the quilt and take a look, for fear that I would see a super-large sausage connected to my shoulder. How could it be so miserable?

It hurts, it hurts!!!

Just when I was about to move my body, I accidentally pulled my right arm. The place where I had no feeling at all suddenly felt severe pain. I gasped, grinned, and held back the sound for fear of disturbing Vilas.

Awake.

It's a pity that although the voice was suppressed, the slightest movement woke up this little dog who was always on standby. He rubbed his eyes. His eyelashes fluttered and he opened his eyes, meeting my innocent eyes.

Looking at each other for a few seconds, Vilas suddenly became excited.

"Sir...sir, are you awake?"

"I'm not awake, I'm still sleeping, I'm just sleepwalking." I immediately closed my eyes and snored a few times in cooperation.

Willas didn't respond for a while. I opened my eyes and saw the little dog's eyes were wet and he was sobbing silently.

"What's wrong? I was just joking. Why are you crying?" I immediately panicked.

"Because you are a fool." Vilas wiped the corners of her eyes and choked with sobs.

I:"……"

Coming from the mouth of Willas, who is not good at lying, these words are so reasonable and convincing that even I can't refute it. It turns out that I am really a fool.

"Okay, okay, I'm an idiot. It's okay that I'm an idiot." I coaxed and reached out to touch Vilas's head. Fortunately, she was on the left side of the bed, otherwise I could only stare.

"We clearly made an appointment not to mess around. Why do you just don't abide by the agreement? Why do you always mess around like this every time? Don't you take your own body seriously?" It's okay if I don't comfort you. Once I comfort you, Vilas

Her sobbing became more intense and she felt more and more aggrieved.

"I...can't I help it?" I busily wiped away the tears from the corners of Vilas's eyes, wiping the left side and the right side. I wished I could grow an extra pair of hands to help.

"It's a lie. Everyone knows it. You can obviously protect Sister Angelil in an easier way." Vilas cried and glared at me with an anger that had no deterrent effect.

"This...this...that's what I'm saying..." The hand that was wiping on Vilas's face was scratched on her head instead. I can't tell Vilas that the female angel Nozuonodie stimulated me.

It's gone dark.

Looking back now, I was indeed a little impulsive at the time. I didn't mean tearing the female angel in half, nor did I mean forcibly using the four-fold flame fist, but when I used it, I didn't consider that it was in the third stage.

In the first world, the power of the four-fold flame fist is equivalent to the peak level of world power. How could the first world be able to withstand it? If it affects Angelil and Kajier, or the Elf King City, my sin will be great.

Already.

"Are Angelil and Kajie okay?" Thinking of this, I asked quickly.

"They are all very good, but the adults are completely broken and can almost be thrown into the trash can." Vilas glared at me angrily, a bit unreasonable. This kind of Vilas also has a contrasting cuteness.

Very cute.

"It's okay." I breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that Angeliel is still very clever. Otherwise, the destructive power of the four-fold flame fist will affect her. In her sealed state, plus a Kajiel

, there must be ten deaths and no life. I was frightened for a while when I thought of this. It doesn't matter if you become a black person, it doesn't matter if you become a black person and kill people. What matters is that it doesn't affect people who shouldn't be affected. I must be more thoughtful in the future, otherwise I will regret it for the rest of my life.

"Is the Elf King City okay?" After thinking about it, I asked again.

"It's okay, it's okay. You should take care of yourself first."

Seeing that I kept asking other questions, but never asked a question related to my own body, Vilas couldn't help but get angry. This usually gentle and kind little dog had the audacity to bully others for the first time in her life.

Read], reached out and pinched my nose.

"Wu calendar is stunned, is there a way to play?" I could only make an indistinct voice when my nose was pinched. It was also the first time in my life that I felt the little ghost talking as my face was being rubbed.

The feeling, it was really awesome.

No, it seems like someone wants to tamper with my attributes as the number one man in Dongrog, trying to impose unwarranted attributes on me. Who, who is it?!

Back to the topic, in short, what I just said refers to my own physical condition. Don’t I understand it myself?

Vilas is worthy of being my adulterer for many years... Ahem, no, they are an old married couple. She understood it even when I said it like this, and understood the essence of how I got along with the little ghost. But just because she understood it,

She became even more angry.

"Sir, do you know your physical condition?" She tried hard to open her dark eyes wide, trying to intimidate me by releasing the intimidation that didn't exist in her body at all.

"Then, Sir, would you like to move your right hand?"

"This..." I opened my mouth wide and rolled my eyes.

"Well, ahem, Vilas, I've been practicing a secret skill recently, called the Palm of Ecstasy."

"My lord is an idiot!"

"..."

You see, talking to people who don't understand their flaws is troublesome.

"Can my hand be saved?" I looked at Vilas pitifully, trying my best to squeeze out a few tears, hoping to gain some sympathy.

"It's hopeless." Vilas tilted her head.

"Oh, it turns out there is hope." I breathed a sigh of relief, because Vilas was not good at lying, so no matter how I answered, I could always get the correct answer from her.

"Sir, you are really...only when you bully me do you look particularly smart." Vilas's eyes turned red again.

"Don't cry, don't cry, come on, let me hug you."

"I hate it. I'm not a child." Vilas wiped her eyes and refused.

"Ah~~~Ahhh~~~My right hand hurts so much. There is only one way to relieve the pain, which is to hold you. Holding you will stop the pain. What should I do?" I pretended to scream.

"Bullying me again!" Vilas glared at me angrily, knowing that I was lying. She still held back her shyness, gently leaned down, and took the initiative to lie in my arms.

He stretched out his only movable left hand and gently hugged the little dog. He took a deep breath of the familiar fragrance intoxicatedly, and then wrapped his hand around her waist and touched the ring-shaped piece on her chest.

Play with the hair accessories gently.

Willas is right in front of me, right in my arms, there is no mistaking it, this touch, this warmth, this fragrance are real.

At this moment, the last shadow left by the illusion in my heart was completely dispelled by Willas in my arms. My heart was filled with warmth, peace of mind, satisfaction, and happiness. I would rather hold Willas like this for the rest of my life.

As if he felt something, the little dog got on the bed and leaned close to him.

"Hey, Willas."

"Hmm~~~" Enjoying the warmth of this moment, Vilas responded with a soft snort through her nose.

"Sing a song and listen."

"It's about time..."

"Okay, let's sing, I want to hear it."

"Even if you act like a spoiled child to me..."

"Ahhhhh~~ My arm is starting to hurt violently again. The terrible thing sealed inside is about to break the seal. No, I can't let it out and cause harm to the world. I must use singing to suppress it."

"Okay, I'll sing." Facing me with my full swing, Vilas compromised.

"What should I sing?"

"Just hum the little tune you usually hum in the kitchen. I think it sounds pretty good."

"Oh~~~ I don't want it, it's so embarrassing."

"Then it's a more exciting song. After listening to it, I'll go find Seattle and have a fight."

"The adults are bullying me again." Vilas lowered her head and thought for a moment, then moved her soft and delicate body up a little, her cute and alluring little mouth was right in front of my ear, and then she started to hum softly.

When I woke up, the quiet and ethereal notes, like a lullaby, quickly made my eyelids twitch and I gradually fell asleep.

A few days later, I was completely alive and well, but unfortunately my right arm was still half-dead. I finally had some intuition, but because of this, it started to throb like a ghost, making me want to cut it off directly.

Thanks to this, I am still lying in bed 24 hours a day, unable to go anywhere or do anything. Of course, it would be a lie to say that I can't really do anything, such as mending demons, or

Mend the devil, or in other words, mend the devil.

With the arrival of the girls, Caroline naturally followed them. The maids around Yalandlan quickly changed. Of course, this does not mean that the dirty maids can just go around selling their savings for a long time.

She has a lot of integrity that makes me envious and jealous. If Arturia doesn't come back for a day, she won't be able to relax.

However, I was finally able to take advantage of the fact that the girls were not around and sneak over to give me a quick magic touch. I can only use five words to describe this.

Ride the best!

There is nothing more pleasing to my eyes than to see a pornographic maid who will quickly change from immodest mode to shy and timid mode once she enters the serious drama state, and take the initiative to make up for her demons while enduring the intense shame.

Ahem, ahem, let’s stop chatting here for the time being. Mother and daughter Angelil, who was safe and sound, also came to visit me the day after I woke up. The little angel was worried that I was worrying so much that I was getting tired of me all the time.

I was willing to leave, even my mother's words didn't work. If I hadn't fallen asleep later and was taken back, this cute little guy would have held me in his arms until the end of time.
To be continued...