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The journey back went smoothly without any accidents, but I was a little unwilling to give up and laid countless traps along the way...no, countless baits, hoping to lure some little one into the cage.

Princess Wannian's training has come to an end for the time being. I think my mission should be over. After I go back, whether it is Sa Qili, Tulakov, or Shashik, or even Tamoya, maybe they are better than me.

It's a pity that I'm more suitable to be the teacher of Princess Wannian. Of course, it's not because I can no longer be this guy's teacher. I don't care about it at all.

What I'm curious about is that "Teacher" voice. After all, I've practiced devil style training with her for so many days. In the end, it seems that except for Princess Wannian's attitude towards me during this period, which was a little better than before, I only got that initial voice.

No matter how much I thought about it, I felt like I was losing money. It was the most losing business in recent years.

With this frustration, we hurried on as fast as possible, and finally it took nearly a week to return to Kurast Seaport. I really missed the regional teleportation stations in the first and second worlds. If there were teleportation stations

, which can save ten times the time.

After returning to the hotel where we stayed before setting off, everyone separated. Anyway, I took a nice bath, had a big meal, and fell asleep. In the third world, even a person with strong power in this world like me can't.

Dare to be careless in the slightest, the nerves were always in a semi-tense state, and Aiwa'er and Princess Wannian were careless and thought of it as a trip.

Twenty days of running around and being mentally exhausted made me forget about the bitterness and sweetness after eating. I slept for nearly a day and a night, and got up at noon the next day.

After stretching and having a sumptuous lunch downstairs in the hotel, I successively met Kaluge, Amrudina, and Princess Wannian. Finally, Aiwa became invisible again in public.

, it would be better if she didn’t exist anyway, huh huh.

"Aunt Qili and Tamoya, as well as Uncle Tulakov and Uncle Shashik. Are they back?" Seeing that the girls seemed to wake up much earlier than me, I asked immediately after casually greeting them.

"Your Highness, we asked the owner of the hotel yesterday. Master Qili and Master Shashik have not come back yet." Kaluge habitually stood behind me to serve. This move, as well as the maid uniform she wore, highlighted her status as a maid.

It was vivid and attracted the attention of many people.

"It seems that Aunt Qili and Uncle Shashik are more serious and responsible than us." I smiled softly and joked, if I hadn't met Huofengli and learned from it that the little king had been here, but it would have been

If we leave, it's impossible for our group to come back so soon. Maybe we are still roaming around in the Elf Forest looking for abandoned towns.

If it's not in the Elf Forest, then where will the Little King go? The Elf Capital of the Third World should be the place where she has high hopes. If she doesn't find her Avalon scabbard there, where will she look for it next?

Or should we give up temporarily? As Hofengli said, go find the lost path in life? Find the important memories from the past.

By the way. I remembered that a few years ago, the little king just went back to Rogge Camp with us, and then disappeared mysteriously all day long. Sometimes he was gone for a long time and refused to tell us that he was gone.

Where? Could it be that she went to the Red Gate Cow Gate with the same purpose as Sister Sharna, to find trouble with the Cow King and to retrieve some memories of her past life?

The more I thought about it, the more likely it was. I nodded, stunned by my own wit, but then I thought, even if this was the case, knowing this would be useless in guessing her next whereabouts, so my face became bitter again.

I lowered my head and thought about it again and again, and found that I really wasn't in a position to consider this. I'd better wait for our military advisor, Aunt Qili, to come back before discussing it, or go back to the camp to discuss with Raphael and see if she can get any clues.

This is also a way. In short, there is absolutely nothing you can do by yourself. This is the gap in IQ.

"Forget it, it's useless to think too much. Let's wait until Aunt Qili and the others come back. If they don't come back in the past two days, we will go back to the camp first and find Mr. Raphael to find out the news and see if we can

Do something."

After thinking for a while, I said to the girls, Sa Qili and the others have to wait, but they can’t wait. What if they come back ten days and a half later? Although we made an appointment before departure, we should try to compress this trip into one month.

Within, but in a place like the third world, no one can guarantee whether there will be some minor accidents. It is possible to come back a few days early or a few days late. These are all normal things.

My decision was quite satisfactory, and no one seemed to be able to come up with a better way, so they all nodded in agreement.

"Alas, I don't know what happened to Artoria..." I feel sad when I think that my king may have experienced many crises and narrowly escaped death in the second test, but we can only wait here anxiously, and wait some more.

I am restless and unable to sit or stand.

Probably, when I was in the hell world, Vilas and the others were in the same mood as me. That half-year period was very painful for them.

With a heavy sigh, I lay down on the table, opened my eyes, and my mind was filled with the worried figure of Willas and the others. When I closed my eyes, my mind was filled with the scarred figure of Arturia fighting, and my buttocks felt like they were in a fight.

It was like a pile of red-hot coals, moving around restlessly, making me feel more and more restless.

"Your Highness." At this time, a pair of gentle hands gently pressed and rubbed my temples. Those skillful and light movements made me hum comfortably, and I felt much calmer.

"Not bad, Carol, it turns out that you still have this skill."

"As long as Your Highness likes it." The little maid standing next to me, bending down to gently rub my temples, said with a soft smile.

"Her Majesty the Queen also has headaches from time to time when dealing with official duties. I don't understand these. I can't help Her Majesty with her official duties. I can only do my little bit to relieve Her Majesty's sorrow."

"Thank you for your hard work. It seems that it's not okay for Artoria to leave you. At least I don't feel relieved."

I mean something. Although I don't expect a word to make Carolie give up her stubborn idea of ​​sacrificing herself and continuing the inheritance, but occasionally loosening the soil may have miraculous effects.

Caroline smiled softly and didn't answer. She didn't know if she noticed my little thoughts.

After pressing the pressure on me for nearly half an hour, I felt much better. Although I still felt restless and uneasy, at least my head was not so swollen and painful.

"It's okay, Caroline, I feel better."

"Your Highness, if you need anything, just give me your orders at any time." Carolie bent down slightly, looking like she was working hard without complaining. She is worthy of being a personal maid of Sanhao. She is not at the same level as a maid with pornographic jokes. If she were a maid with pornographic jokes, the conversation just now would be

It will immediately turn into selling expired contraceptive pills, claiming that the effect will be better when combined with massage. The little maid just needs a spanking and a shake.

Thinking of Carolie's unscrupulous sister, I groaned for a while, wishing to catch this little maid and bully her immediately to vent my anxiety. Thinking about it this way, the dirty maid is not completely useless, at least she can still

Make some contribution to society, hahaha.

I thought I was humorous and laughed three times in my heart. I looked at the other girls and rolled my eyes. I was thinking about how I could guess to pass the anxious time.

There is no entertainment in the Dark Continent, especially in the third world. It is better to go shopping.

I suddenly shivered. I wanted to kill time. Why did I immediately think of going shopping? This is a reaction that only women would have. Something is wrong. This script is very wrong. Director, I always feel that there is a big black hand in the dark, trying every possible means.

Trying to twist something important out of me.

Although I was extremely resistant in my heart, I still couldn't resist the physical needs... Wait, this statement is also wrong. The lines need to be changed, director! Are you the mastermind behind the scenes?!

Anyway, by the time I realized what was happening, I had already taken the girls out, so that was it for Kaluge. She was my maid and of course she had to follow me. As my subordinate, Amrudina would come with me when I had nothing to do.

Accompanying her, it is understandable that the invisible Aiwaer ignores it.

The problem was Princess Wannian. I thought she would definitely not agree to go shopping with me, my natural and mortal enemy, so I asked casually with a hypocritical look on my face. I almost wrote "You go play in the mud alone"

on the forehead.

In the end, this girl didn’t know how to be so shameless, but she agreed immediately. My jaw almost dislocated, stretched out and fell to the ground.

This is not magic, coach!

There was no way, under the gaze of Carol and the others, I was overwhelmed, so I had no choice but to accept this fact. The four of them walked out of the hotel, facing the vast and depressed streets on both sides, they all looked confused, as if they had lost their way in life.

Where should I go? As an adventurer, as a pure man...

I clapped my hands, and of course I was going to the Adventurer Trading Market.

We excitedly asked about the platform where the trading market was located. We sat in a small boat and arrived at the trading market in less than a moment. The third world is indeed a world where adventurers are the mainstay. The rest of the Kurast seaport is

It is a bleak place, including the trading market in the West District. Only the adventurer trading market here can find a sense of noisy and lively.

Affected by the atmosphere, I took three steps and two steps at a time, randomly came to the nearest stall, squatted down and started rummaging.

"This little guy, you are very cool. Are you new to Kurast?" The stall owner greeted me warmly and began to skillfully recommend some equipment suitable for me here.

"If you want to go to the spider forest, you must have anti-poison and fire-resistant equipment. Everyone has been there before. You know the attack attributes of those big spiders without me having to explain..."

He talks incessantly, this guy can talk better than a little fox, but he has an honest and upright face. He is simply a born profiteer.

"Uncle, how do you sell this chain mail?" I randomly picked up a piece of blue diamond chain mail with extremely high fire resistance, which can be called a small masterpiece, and asked.

Even though the word "Chain Armor" is in the name, you might think it is a low-end product. Diamond Chain Armor is the essence of chain armor. The demand for whiteboard alone is as high as level 74. It is simply inhumane. Don't let me do this.

Low-level people are mixed up.

It's such a high level. Of course I won't be able to use it. I'm just asking about the value to find out what's going on here.

"You have a good eye. Although this diamond chain armor is only of blue quality, its fire resistance is very high, and it is also a small piece of quality. So, the price is... this."

The honest-looking stall owner was not honest when he bid. The businessman made a few professional gestures meaningfully. Fortunately, I was once a profiteer and could understand.

The left hand indicates numbers, and the right hand indicates gem levels. Gold coins? Do you want to use gold coins to buy equipment in the third world? This will definitely be included in the top ten jokes of this year.

Originally, adventurers in the third world were not even interested in low-level gems. However, since the emergence of the pseudo-Hradric Cube, which synthesizes rejuvenation potions, everyone's minds have become active. People who can become adventurers have basic IQs.

Not low. You can think of it. Now that there are boxes for synthesizing potions, there may be pseudo-blocks for synthesizing gems in the future.

As a result, the price of gems has skyrocketed, and even the lowest-grade broken gems have a certain market.

I shook my head and gestured back. The stall owner's eyes lit up and he shook his head. He did another set, so you came and I went back and forth. In the end, the price was fixed at a number with a relatively small gap. Seeing that the other party had already bitten hard, it was very difficult.

It was hard to get any lower, so I patted my butt and stood up.

"Thank you, uncle. I'll check out other market conditions. If there's nothing more suitable, I'll come back."

"Go, go, my price is very generous. You will know after you walk around the market." The stall owner also knew that this group of people had just arrived and would not be able to buy immediately at the first stall, so

He nodded with a smile on his face, as if he had determined that we would come back to buy him.

If you think so, you will be disappointed. I have no intention of buying that diamond chainmail.

I said sorry to the stall owner in my heart. I took Kaluge and the others and continued deep into the trading market, preparing to walk around carefully to pass the time.

As I walked, I suddenly found that my group seemed to be the center of attention.

Although it is true that Kaluge, Amrudina and Princess Wannian are all great beauties and attract attention wherever they go, the adventurers in the third world are all strong. How is this possible?
To be continued...