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"Miscalculation."

"Loss of garlic?" I glanced curiously at Akara who was sighing, and shouted to the little dog Vilas who was busy in the kitchen and came back later than the senior tour group yesterday.

"Vilas, give Grandma Akara a few heads of garlic, oh, and a bowl of braised pork noodles, a very big bowl."

"Dear Wu, do you want to play word games with me, an old woman?" Akara couldn't help laughing.

"No, it's just that it's rare to see you sighing so much, or even saying such things, I feel like you're more likely to lose your temper."

"No one is perfect, and I make mistakes sometimes, even often."

"Well... in my eyes, you haven't made any miscalculations."

"Thanks to you for being so considerate, it's the first time I've seen you today."

"So what exactly was the miscalculation?"

"The force is too strong." Akara let out a long sigh again.

"Did it reach your waist?"

In fact, yesterday when I saw Akara in the mirror standing on the bow of the boat, throwing down his crutches in high spirits, straightening his waist and pointing downwards, I was a little worried about this. You said that your body and bones are not good at your age, so don’t

It's like this in the TV series "The Scholar". If the crutch doesn't work, I'll just replace it with a new one.

"It would be fine if it only reached the waist. Calling Alice a healing spell can cure it."

"Hey, it would be better if you ask the Twin Princesses to treat this matter. It's not that I don't want to let go of the little ghost. She is reliable in everything else, but she is a bit weak in healing skills. Don't tell her this."

I spilled the beans for a moment and looked around nervously, fearing that the little ghost would hear this while half asleep.

Fortunately, there was no shaking or any other reaction on the Holy See Mountain. It must be that the little ghost was sleeping deeply and was not peeking in secretly, which made me feel a little relieved.

God testifies, I'm not talking about Hei Xiaogui. Her healing technique really only adds one skill point, or it has to be added because of the skill tree system. The healing level is all forcibly improved by equipment, and it has never been optimized through practice.

Exactly. In terms of healing ability, it is not necessarily comparable to Siluth Aikolu.

His ability to headshot enemies with the Priest's Book is more than 10,000 times stronger than other priests.

Oh, now her weapon is no longer a small priest's book, it has been upgraded, and she can directly hit people with the Holy See Mountain.

"Ahem, Grandma Akara, Brother Wu, look, you are getting further and further away." Linya next to me coughed lightly, which stopped my heart from drifting away on the road to death.

Don’t think that Alice can’t hear it. Have you ever heard of fishing law enforcement? Including Brother Wu, the complaints you were about to write on your face just now may have been written down in your notebook.

"That's right. What I said just now, oh, I used too much force." Akara patted his head in cooperation and explained again.

"What I mean is that yesterday's visit to the Holy See Mountain was a bit too exciting for the patriarchs."

"What kind of magic? Isn't it just for this purpose? To shock them?" I felt refreshed and felt that Akara had been trying to hide it for so long and it was finally going to be revealed.

"Look at what you said Wu, am I an old woman with such a bad character? I just want the patriarchs to have a clear understanding of the current strength of the Holy See Mountain, but I never wanted to frighten them." Akara laughed happily.

He said some shameless words, and then sighed again.

"As a result, after visiting these clan leaders, they felt a little bit out of sorts."

"Maybe he's too frightened. Just take it slow."

"It would be great if that were the case. It's just that everyone's thoughts are not as simple as yours."

"..."

Is it my imagination? I always feel that Akara is openly and covertly complaining about my simple-mindedness.

"Why is this not a simple method?"

"The stimulation they received was so great that they were unable to think rationally. Although they knew it was impossible, they couldn't help but suspect that the Holy See Mountain and Hell were secretly colluding."

"Hey, this idea is too much. If nothing else, the villagers of the Demon King's Village, and even the Demon King's army, should have come from some families. If they really colluded with the Hell Clan, how can they still

Can you hide it from them?"

"That's why I explained that I know it's impossible but can't help but think so. Their reason has been overly frightened and they have become suspicious."

"Is this what it means to use too much force?"

"Yes, there are even a small number of people who have strange hallucinations. How could there be so many monsters joining us? Is it possible that humans are actually members of hell? Is that why we can be recognized by these monsters?"

This is even more exaggerated. Rushing is almost becoming a retard. It would be better to replace the leader of the clan as soon as possible.

"Actually, I can't blame them. Comparing their feelings, if it were us, it wouldn't be much better."

You're being too self-effacing. If it were me, you'd be pretty much the same.

Think about it carefully and compare it with your own. If it were in the past, don’t say it for too long, when I first bought the Holy See Mountain, four years ago, someone told me that I would be able to break through to the four-wing realm and kill the abyss in less than five years.

The six demon gods command an army of millions of monsters.

You think I'm going to do this, what else can I do? Even if Rogge is the third stingy, he still has to reluctantly take out a bag of gems, build the first mental hospital in the Dark Continent, and welcome the first patient to stay.

After all, even if the other person is mentally ill, he only exposed it to flatter me, so he has to take responsibility, right?

As a pioneer in the fight against prisons, a man in a fashionable cloak, I am always aware of and even create the latest developments on the front line of the battle. Even if I have such a reaction, let alone those who have been persecuted by the hell clan for decades.

He is an old patriarch with deep-rooted thoughts and delusions of persecution.

How can we survive hell after being beaten by hell for tens of thousands of years? It would be good if we could continue to survive. What? The strength of the alliance has become stronger? That is really great. It will be more comfortable to survive.

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What? Have a chance to defeat Hell? Have you even recruited the invincible enemy Hell Monster as an alliance force? Are you planning to use this to counter Hell?

Could it be that my country, Great Qin, can be saved?!

I, Qin Shihuang, have gold hidden in the terracotta warriors and horses. I can’t afford the tickets, so I need to pay for them!

Then my thoughts gradually became strange.

It's basically a chemical reaction like this. I can somewhat understand why those patriarchs, who are so smart, suddenly become mentally retarded. The smarter and more experienced this person is, sometimes the more stubborn his thoughts are, even worse than ordinary people.

people.

What ordinary people think, my IQ is just like this. There are too many things that I can’t understand, so I just accept them forcefully.

What do smart people think? I have a high IQ and clear thinking. I will never accept things that I can’t explain.

Although the spirit of doubt is more valuable, this is a world that is neither scientific nor magical. Things that cannot be explained or understood happen from time to time. Not to mention you, even me, the person involved, is still confused.

Closer to home, I stared at Akara, and I always felt that she came to my house specially to complain and complain. This was a bit unlike her style. Your Excellency, the Great Elder, would never do useless work.

People who are cruel don't talk much, but talk to many people and are more cruel. This is the true face of Akara.

"Dear Wu." Akara, who noticed my gaze and knew that he couldn't hide it, showed a more kind smile: "I accidentally messed up the matter."

"Yeah, so what?" I took a step back slightly and looked at the door. It was open, good.

"Fortunately, we can still save it."

"I think there is no need for resuscitation. It would be better to send them back as soon as possible."

"Now, we must let the frightened distinguished guests wake up again." Akara ignored my excuse and continued.

"They must be made clearly aware that although angels, sea tribes, and dragons are powerful, no matter whether they or the monster legion, they can only surrender obediently in front of the power of the four-wing realm."

"I don't think the dragon will surrender to the power of a mere four-wing level." At this time, I can still complain calmly. I am worthy of being the number one complainer in Dark.

So the question is, why is the dragon standing here?

"So, dear Wu, you must appear."

I said, are you listening to what people say? Or are you saying that I have been removed from the human race?!

"No problem." I agreed quite simply.

"Originally Linya also told me that in the end I still have to come out to entertain the guests."

"It's not about showing up, it's about making an appearance." Akara corrected my wrong wording.

"What's the difference between the two?" I asked with a new face.

"The appearance is more grand and... majestic."

"It means that I should use a more grand and majestic way to appear."

Akara smiled and nodded, with a cowardly and pleased expression: "I hope you can make them feel that as the first and only four-winged strongman in the alliance, you can even restart the Silver Age and break the

The momentum and strength of the Son of Destiny who is bound by fate!"

"Farewell." I rushed towards the open door. The light was my hope to escape from the shackles of darkness.

As a result, his vision went dark, and he collided with something, causing him to flip over.

"It hurts, it hurts, you bad guy, what bad thing are you trying to do in a hurry?" I threw the little fox to the ground, and the little fox underneath me covered his red forehead, his beautiful eyes widened.

You are the one, why do you appear at such a critical moment? Are you the second and fifth son sent by Akara?!

"Big pervert, why don't you get up quickly?!" I found that the position was a bit embarrassing, and the most important thing was that everyone was watching. The little fox didn't wait for my reaction, just like a cat made of water, he got out with a slurp.

I was completely empty, and still in a daze, I decisively jumped into the street.

"Huh, I'm definitely not thinking of anything good. Maybe I did it on purpose. I really haven't changed my nature." Seeing my squinting expression, the little fox blushed even more.
Chapter completed!