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"So, it's not me that's wrong, but this arm."

Early in the morning, I sat at the door of the hotel, stretched out my fingers to face the rising sun, and looked heavy.

"There must be some evil spirit attached to this arm, making me do that strange behavior."

Talking to myself, I gnashed my teeth and opened my eyes, as if I wished I could chop off the arms of this extremely evil unicorn, drink its blood, and gnaw its flesh alive.

"Oh oh oh——!!! It can't be done, it... it seems to be attacking again, something must be done... do something quickly, otherwise one day, it will control my whole body and devour me

The soul of the Dark Continent will be destroyed, and mankind will fall into eternal darkness and fear."

I gripped my arm tightly and held it tightly, my whole body twitched and trembled, my eyes were red, my teeth were clenched, and there were swollen veins on my neck.

"Why are you so cute so early in the morning?" Princess Sanwu's cold voice sounded, and she kicked one of the legs of the chair off. Then, she was struggling fiercely with some kind of existence, twisting and turning on the chair.

A certain Druid fell to the ground magnificently.

"Don't disturb me, I'm rehearsing." I patted my butt and stood up, looking at the little maid with a deep look on my face.

"What if Beja complains to Grandma Holland, how should I explain to everyone in that case? What do you think of my performance just now?"

"Do you want me to tell the truth, or a lie?" Perhaps because she was in a good mood, I thought that the taciturn Princess Sanwu was actually willing to spend more time with me.

"Let's tell lies first." I was a little unsure.

"Your moral integrity is gone."

"Where... where?" I hurriedly lowered my head to pick it up, and then my mind turned around. No, this is a lie, which means it didn't fall off?

This is really excellent.

"Don't worry, what I told is a lie. Master has no moral integrity to lose." Princess Sanwu comforted me kindly.

"..."

I don't feel at ease at all when I hear this.

"And what's the truth?"

"It's not your arms that should be sealed, but your head. I wish you a happy life in prison. Don't worry, we will visit the prison once a year. I'm sorry, I can't accept the fact that my husband committed a crime. Let's divorce. I will give my blessing.

You found true love in prison. Dad, my classmates ask me what my dad does, what should I answer?"

Princess Sanwu's series of verbal attacks seemed to turn into countless arrows, piercing my heart again and again. I covered my chest in pain and did not want to get up.

"What silly things are you doing so early in the morning?" Sa Qili, who had just woken up, also stretched and walked out of the door, watching with interest Princess Sanwu and I performing the couple's morning theater.

"It's nothing, I'm just thinking about important things that affect my life." Let Sa Qili and the others know that within a few days, people in the entire third world will know about this. I immediately put on the posture of a thinker,

Regardless of the fact that the chair only had three legs left, he forced himself to sit on it.

"What's going on, little Jasmine?" Sa Qili became interested.

Under the threat from my eyes, the little maid finally gave in.

"The master is thinking about whether he will become a savior in the future or a demon who will destroy the world (morality)."

"Hahaha, little brother, you went to the Elf Tribe and your brain broke again?" Sa Qili burst out laughing after hearing this.

"..."

She really guessed half of it right. It was indeed a trip to the elves that caused this kind of thing. Although it was not the first time, she always felt that this was a reason to call the police.

Also, why is it [again]? It seems that my brain is often broken.

"You are so disrespectful." Tulakov strode out angrily at this time, holding a long loaf of bread in his mouth and chewing vigorously, but his face was as angry as Shura's, and those two

Her thick eyebrows almost stood on end.

Of course what he was talking about was that we ran to see Hofengli and did not wait for him.

"Thank you for helping you travel all the way here and there in exchange for equipment." He complained bitterly, looking like he was heartbroken by the betrayal of his friends, relatives and companions. It was hard to tell that this big barbarian's acting skills were really good.

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"Obviously it was a favor, but he said it as if he had suffered a big loss." The ruthlessness of Sa Qili's cold words exposed Tulakov's acting skills.

"Anyway, I'm helping the newcomer, right?" Tulakov was about to roll over and lie.

"I'm sorry, I'm just too impatient. I was afraid that waiting a little longer would lead to an accident, so I didn't take Uncle Tulakov with me." This was indeed something I did wrong. I shouldn't doubt Hofengli.

It is also appropriate to apologize for your moral integrity.

"It's just..." In order to calm down Tulakov's anger, I gave Sa Qili an assist by the way. I rolled my eyes and suddenly laughed.

"It's just that Aunt Qili and Mr. Hofengli are surprisingly close to each other. Mr. Hofengli has spoken. As long as Aunt Qili goes there, he will open the door to welcome her, so..."

My eyes fell on Sa Qili and met her smiling eyes. The two of them shared a look of tacit understanding.

"Asshole, am I like this kind of person? Although I really want to see the legendary red dragon, but for the sake of doing so, I have to sacrifice my pride and dignity as a barbarian to please Sa Qili. This kind of thing is beyond my heart.

Tulakov, who is taller than the sky, would never do it."

Tulakov had a righteous look on his face. As he spoke, he had already pulled out a chair. As soon as he finished speaking, the pride on his face suddenly turned into a flattering smile, and he placed the chair behind Sa Qili.

"Lord Sa Qili, you are tired, please sit down and take a rest."

"I'm a little tired." Sa Qili sat down without hesitation, crossed her legs, placed her index finger lightly on the handrail, and raised her chin high. She seemed to be looking down at someone, looking like a queen.

I:"……"

Uncle Tulakov, where is your moral integrity?

"You've been busy these days, let me give you a back squeeze." Tulakov helped Sa Qili sit down, and he wanted to give her a shoulder squeeze attentively.

"Huh?" Sa Qili rolled her eyes and let out a soft hum.

"Look at my stupid head and my stupid hands, how can I be squeezed by you, Lady Sa Qili?" Tulakov understood, and immediately slapped the back of his head hard, and then the back of his hand, saying

He made a gesture of chopping his hands. He offered so diligently. I almost wanted to call him Mr. Tu.

"I'm hungry." Sa Qili said lazily.

"Whatever you want to eat, I'll go right away." Tulakov stood at attention and volunteered with great honor.

"What on earth are you making a fuss about?" Shahik came out and happened to see this scene.

"Go, go. I still want to see the red dragon. I don't have time to hang around with you." Tulakov pushed him away impatiently and walked to the hotel kitchen. Suddenly, he stopped and turned around.

"Shashik, if you want to see the Red Dragon with Lady Sa Qili, come with me."

Obviously, Tulakov didn't want to serve Sa Qili by himself, but wanted to lure someone else into the water?

"Huh?" Shahik thought for a moment, and he probably understood the reason for Tulakov's courtesy early in the morning.

"Forget it, I have already met Lord Hofengli. Even though he died an honorable death, how can I have the nerve to disturb that great existence again in such a short period of time and die again?"

After a pause, he suddenly made a pious expression, as if after meeting Hofengli, his life had been worth it.

If you hadn't gone with him, you would have been deceived by Shahik's realistic acting skills. In fact, during that meeting, Shahik was ignored by Hofengli from beginning to end, without even giving him a look.

He was very depressed.

Therefore, Shashik, who deliberately looked like he was extremely honored, had sinister intentions and was determined to deceive Tulakov, as if we could see a ferocious wolf tail wagging behind him.

Tulakov didn't know what was going on. Seeing Shashik's performance, he believed it. He really thought that something good would happen if he met Hofengli. Maybe the giant dragon would be happy and collect the treasure it had collected for many years.

If you give one away casually, then...

Thinking of this, the barbarian's mouth was filled with tears, and he served Sa Qili even more attentively. Unknown to him, the moment he turned around, Sa Qili and Shashik high-fived happily, expressing mutual benefit.

An alliance to jointly deceive people is formed.

I feel pity in my heart. These people, when they are bored, they really cannibalize people without showing off and deceive people without blushing. I have to be careful, lest I am like Tulakov who got fooled and was sold to help count the money.

A certain druid who thought this way had forgotten that it was he who took the first sinful step and pushed Tulakov into the pit of fire.

"Uncle Tulakov, how's the equipment going?" I finally asked after Sa Qili couldn't think of new ways to torment Tulakov.

"Look, I forgot if you didn't tell me." Tulakov patted his bald head and handed over more than a dozen bags of gems. I took them and put them away without counting.

The reason why there are so many gems is because I told Tulakov to try to exchange for some low-level gems. With the existence of microwave ovens, it is undoubtedly more cost-effective to exchange for low-level gems than for high-level gems, and low-level gems are very important to the adventure of the third world.

The gems are basically useless and only exist as currency in circulation. They are even more willing to use more low-grade gems to consume. This transaction can be said to be mutually beneficial and everyone is happy.

"Isn't there Griswold?" I was a little disappointed when I saw that Tulakov didn't make any more moves to pick up things, but I also felt a little lucky, thinking that Tulakov might be deliberately trying to whet his appetite.

"Sorry, there really aren't any." The barbarian shrugged, which completely disappointed me.

"but……"

"Huh?" Seeing that Tulakov changed the topic and seemed to be getting better, I cheered up.

"I want to ask first, newbie, do you want Griswold just because of its defense?"

"Well... that's roughly true." I thought about it and nodded.

"What do you think of its demand-reducing attribute? I mean, the strength demand for joining Griswold has increased. Will I still choose it?"

"That's no problem, as long as it's not an equipment like Earth-Covering Thunder Hammer."
To be continued...