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"Anyway, let's go see Artoria first. Can I go check on her condition?" It's unwise to argue with the domineering Little King. The main reason is that I don't want to really become bald.

"Okay, okay, okay now." The little king who was feinted by me took a hair (?) on my forehead and pulled it hard in one direction. Was he telling me to go in this direction?

?As expected of me, I already have a lot of experience in riding horses. In a few years, I might be able to cooperate with Princess Sanwu to write a professional guide travel book like [The History of Cycling in the Dark Continent: The Duke of Beasts’ Travel Guide for Hundreds of Tribes]

, which can greatly promote the development of tourist nights in the Dark Continent.

But, why is it the Duke of Beasts? Could it be that it is completely impossible to tear off the label that Princess Sanwu has forcibly placed on herself? Innocent me, I couldn't help but fall into deep contemplation.

"No, are you trying to sink me or something?" When I came back to my senses, I realized that Little Little King actually grabbed my stupid hair and threw me into the water. The neck was already submerged, so I stopped quickly.

Live in the cart of thought.

"Your mount wants to swim?" Coincidentally, the little king was also very confused.

"No, I don't want to."

"Then why are you flying like this? You bastard!"

"Didn't I take the test too seriously and think I would be banned from flying?" I smiled and flew out of the water.

"I can't help it, I can't help it now."

"Now? Does that mean it was banned before?" I keenly discovered the key words.

"The mount is long-winded, but it's flying for Ben Ang!"

Okay, okay, you are the boss.

Under the guidance of Little Little King, we flew all the way towards the center of the lake. Behind us was a pornographic maid who lowered her eyebrows, said nothing, and had no sense of presence. She was very calm in front of Little Little King. It would be better to say that she was just

He is particularly arrogant when in front of me, and he is usually quite timid.

The place doesn't look big, but for some reason, after entering the lake, it feels like stepping into a vast ocean. I don't know if it's because of the fog. Land is gradually invisible in all directions. Everything you see is like a mirror.

The flat lake, the sense of direction, and even the sense of space are gradually lost.

So strong. It’s because I underestimated this place of testing. It might be a more unsolvable place than the first and second tests. It was in this place that Arturia lost her way and even lost herself. She was constantly struggling.

, wandering around helplessly?

I made up the content of the test in my mind, but fortunately, with the guidance of Little Little King, it was like unlocking the game, eliminating all the test steps and reaching the goal directly.

As time went by, even the sense of time was almost lost, and I don’t know how long I flew. When I was on the shore, I looked at such a small piece of land, and it felt like I could trample through it with just one foot.

Finally, the dull hair on my forehead lost its pulling force. I became more and more aware and gradually slowed down. After a while, a slender shadow appeared in the misty lake in front of me. It gradually came closer. The shadow gradually revealed the true face of Mount Lu. It turned out to be a shadow.

A large tree with lush branches and leaves. Under the big tree, there is a nearly circular lawn with obvious traces of artificial carving, less than two feet above the lake. It is only about 20 square meters in size and happens to be shrouded in the shade of the tree.

My king, whom I have not seen for a long time, is leaning under the shade of a tree. His blond hair, usually neatly tied up, is casually scattered on his shoulders, wet and sticky, as if he has just landed from the sea (?), clear and majestic.

The jasper eyes were softly closed at this time, trembling from time to time, like a small sleep.

The height difference is not big, but it has a different taste. The image quality is far beyond the 3A level of competitors and has reached the industry-leading 32K resolution level. The breasts are undulating evenly and slightly at this time, which makes me really relieved, but I can't help but feel uncomfortable.

Open your eyes.

What can I say? My king's current state is very primitive. He goes into the water, swims, you know. I can't say that this is not good. I can only say that this is best when there are only two of us.

Of course, if you can count two more assistants, you can get additional points.

"Ahem...ahem, what's wrong with Artoria? Are you okay?" In a conflicting mood, I kept looking away and back again. The general process of my thoughts was this.

Don’t look at anything inappropriate (move), she is my wife (叽~), don’t look at anything inappropriate (moo), she is my wife (叽~)…

In a word, my neck is almost worn out.

"It's okay. I didn't expect that I could pass it in one try. I am worthy of being Ben Ang's chosen successor."

The little guy didn't notice my embarrassing state, and held up the toothpick sword proudly. When the maid came to be, she finally looked like a maid, and pulled out a cloak to cover my king, which made me secretly

Nod in praise and applaud her.

You've done a great job, and I'll reward you with a morning of kneeling by the window when you get back.

Wait, why is it my cape?!

No matter, complaining about these things now, it seems that I have just hooked up with the pornographic maid, which seems hypocritical. Even if she takes out a dozen more cloaks that I have worn, I will not change my expression.

"In other words, she is simply resting and sleeping now?" I looked at Artoria, then at the pornographic maid who was silent and respectful, and opened my mouth to ask.

One sentence, but I don’t know how to ask.

What's going on? Why did you come to me? Isn't it to mend the demon?

Anyone would think so at the first time. Look at the first and second tests. Isn’t it the same way? If you don’t mend the magic, what’s a test? You’ve already lost your soul, okay?

Look at Artoria's current appearance. It seems that she really doesn't need to mend her magic. She just looks a little tired and is sleeping.

So what's the point of calling me here? Going all the way to see my wife's sleeping face? Although it's not impossible, and more than just seeing her sleeping face, I think it's a profit, but I still feel like I'm losing money.

If you don’t make up for it, it’s a loss.

"Ahem, then... what should we do now? Wait until Artoria wakes up on her own?"

"Otherwise?" Little Little King asked back, and I knew the look of contempt on her lips without looking at her.

"Then...how long will it take for her to wake up?" Although it's a bit of a scumbag to ask this, my wife fell asleep here from exhaustion. She slept so soundly. You weren't waiting quietly by the side, but you wanted to get her up quickly and go home.

Do you still care about your wife's body and feelings?

It's true that I can't be Asasi's husband for the time being. The Spider Demon God is still on the Holy See Hill. God knows what trouble will happen. I can't leave for too long.

"I don't know."

"How about... I take her back?" I proposed a compromise plan.

"It's best not to do this and wait until she wakes up on her own."

"Why?" I was a little surprised. Haven't I already completed the test and my body is fine? Why can't I hug you?

"The fact that she is here means that she has completed this test, but it cannot be considered as completely passed. It will not be too late to leave after she wakes up and is mentally healthy."

"Spirit?" I keenly caught another key word. In other words, the test Arturia accepted this time was more spiritually tempered?

"Can you tell me what the content of this test is?"

"It's very simple. If you walk all the way from the lake to here, you have completed the test." The little king pointed to the other side. The toothpick sword turned into a fierce saury, flexibly swinging the fish body left and right, swimming all the way.

, and finally swam here.

The vivid image made me understand instantly.

"Is this...a test of water ability and breath-holding?"

"The mount is stupid, stupid!" The little king was so angry that I almost burst into tears, and he stabbed down his toothpick sword desperately.

Sure enough, I shouldn't have teased her. This is not Benzina, and there's nothing I can do to deal with it.

It was as if the doll princess could say it.

"I know, I know, then don't do charades and just tell me the answer, okay? What is this place, what's so special about it, what test did Artoria accept? Tell me all of this, okay?

That’s it?”

I held my head and finished speaking in one breath. I found that the little king's movements stopped and seemed to be stunned. Could it be that he fainted because of my anger?

I carefully lifted her down and found that little King Arthur's eyes were empty, the focus was not here at all, and Hun'er had gone somewhere.

"Hello, little one, hello, Lord King Arthur?"

After finally calling her soul back, she was stunned for a few seconds, paused for a few seconds, and hesitated for a few seconds before the little guy spoke hesitantly.

"This place is... the Lake of Wishes."

Is it my imagination? It always felt like she changed her story temporarily and chose a random name to fool me.

"Okay, Wishing Lake, I understand, this tree is the wishing tree, right?" I pointed to the big tree leaning behind Artoria.

"The mount is finally smart for once." Little King was stunned for a moment, and felt that it was okay, so he readily accepted my statement.

Look, there is indeed a problem. This little guy has a secret hidden here.

"What about Artoria? When she swam to the wishing tree in the Wishing Lake, what wishes did she make? What tests did she go through?"

As I kept reciting it, my mind unconsciously translated this sentence into "Funny fruit on the funny tree, you and me under the funny tree", and the whole person became funny.

"She had a dream." Little King ignored my increasingly funny expression. She raised her head and stared at the big tree, as if she was caught in a distant memory. Even the words she spoke were a bit vague and uncertain. She was in the middle of a dream and a dream.

The shadow of reality, the interface between illusion and reality.

"The so-called Lake of Wishes is the place where wishes come true."

"In a dream..."

In a dream?

I carefully pondered every word Little Little King said, and I felt like I had some enlightenment, followed by a strong desire to complain.

In a dream?

According to what you just said, isn't it in the water? If this dream lasts longer, I'm afraid no one will be there, and they will just sink to the bottom of the lake to feed the fish...
Chapter completed!