Chapter 354: A wife is not as good as a concubine, it is better to steal than not to steal
"Pa~" Don Quixote picked up a paving bluestone on the ground. It is a building material mined from the mountain. Its status is similar to granite on the earth. However, because of its pure color, nobles like to use it.
This kind of stone is broken into pieces, then spread on the ground and finally compacted with a stone roller.
A strip of bluestone was formed that could reflect a faint green light in the sun. Then, the bluestone was wrapped with a trace of spiritual energy and was thrown forward by Don Quixote. As expected, in front of the barrier composed of some secret method that he perceived,
, after a crackling burst of golden lightning, the blue stones turned into ashes.
"It's not a very powerful barrier," Rommel raised his leg and kicked it directly on the barrier with his foot covered in golden light. The Golden Lightning did not even have to fight the Eternal Knight King for more than a blink of an eye.
In a short period of time, it was completely destroyed by the upgraded version of Yi Qi Du Thousand, a kind of aura similar to the Forbidden Demon Realm, "That's it, I can't even think of hurting me with my eyes closed."
"So your IQ has almost deteriorated after so many years of living a comfortable life." Don Quixote patted the dust on his hands. "Sometimes, when you design something like a secret magic barrier that is too powerful, it itself becomes useless."
It will become a bright light to tell everyone who passes by that there seems to be a big secret here."
"Don't make trouble," Don Quixote dodged Rommel's slap. "The defensive barrier outside is not strong, but it doesn't mean there aren't some special mechanisms inside. In short, a guy like you who only knows how to destroy is following.
Everything will be fine behind me."
"Huh! Are you following your teacher's instructions?"
"That's right," Don Quixote stretched out his hand to open the door of the villa and walked inside. "Actually, you are quite pitiful. And there is no harm in taking care of you."
"Why?" Rommel was a little surprised. Although she pretended not to know, she also understood what Alas meant by "taking care of". She and Angela were called husband and wife, but in fact they were like sisters who depended on each other for life and death.
, but the relationship between the sisters is a little too close. Alsace hopes that she can find another man who can comfort her in all aspects, including physically, that is, he can play the role of a husband in a true sense.
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"Going this way," this lonely villa standing here is very empty. There is almost no furniture and furnishings, and there is dust everywhere. It is obvious that no one has been here for a long time. "There seems to be something here."
The warning spell," Don Quixote said, pointing to a path leading through the living room, "may trigger some mechanism that will destroy the villa."
"As for why, you are the Eternal Knight King, and you have also become the chosen one of the Sun God. If you let me take care of you, it is equivalent to having an extra free servant. You are always available, which is not such a good thing.
It's available to everyone. Why do you think I have to refuse this benefit?"
"Go to hell!" Rommel scolded with a smile and lightly kicked Don Quixote. "After all, I am also the Eternal Knight King! If I follow you, am I worse than a fucking waiter?"
"To be honest," Don Quixote gently picked up a certain ornament from the shelf on the decorative wall on the side of the living room. Naturally, he knew nothing about archeology and it was impossible for him to know whether this thing was valuable, "You still have
It's really not as good as a servant. I can use a servant as I please. Can you let me use it as I please?" Of course, this somewhat obscure joke from Don Quixote has the same meaning as the phrase "There is something wrong" on earth.
It is the same principle to work as a secretary to your son, and to work as a secretary when you have nothing to do.
"Just use it?" Rommel didn't understand at first, but when he saw the obscene look in Don Quixote's eyes from time to time, who seemed to be looking for something, he understood instantly and was about to pick up a bottle on the shelf.
I want to throw it at Don Quixote.
"Don't move!" It was obviously just a joke. Don Quixote didn't want to touch the mechanism of this room with this little joke to lighten the atmosphere and kill time. Although Rommel was powerful, it was still a bit reluctant for her to deal with the Buddha's secret skills.
, after all, there are specialties in the arts, and for a profession that mainly focuses on close combat, when faced with things like secret arts, one can usually defeat ten masters with one effort, and this is exactly what Don Quixote does not want to see.
In Char Donghai's words, he has sensed that Arthur Pandel is underground, but this secret protection method is not so easy to be broken. The secret method set up by the Buddha is best to follow the normal steps.
One step at a time to dismantle and decipher, if violence is used, the body of Arthur Pandel lying in the basement will most likely be wiped out.
Don Quixote, who walked over slowly, gently took away Rommel's hand, checked the bottle again, and breathed a sigh of relief when he found that it was just an ordinary decoration.
"What are you doing?" Rommel asked angrily as he was obviously teased first and then beaten violently by this man.
"Don't be angry, I'm just kidding you." Don Quixote's temper has always been good, as long as you don't touch his bottom line, so he still smiled when Rommel was slightly unhappy, "That guy
There are many secret techniques set up here, and these secret techniques are all related. If any one of them is touched, I will never want to see her for the last time."
"It's a joke, so taking care of me is also a joke?" Rommel raised his mouth in a rare way, looking like a victim. Obviously, Rommel, a woman with severe mental illness, has been beaten by others in the past few years.
Don Quixote's soul has taken advantage of many loopholes, such as this kind of coquettish behavior. If a third person sees it, she will definitely be killed on the spot.
"No," Don Quixote scratched his hair, obviously irritated by cracking the traps left by the Buddha one after another. "I promised my teacher that I will definitely do it."
"That's not to use me..."
"I would like to use you. Seeing Rommel like this," Don Quixote couldn't help but laugh a few times. Apparently he also understood the meaning of "use", "but you have to get Ms. Angela's consent first. Anyway, I
It doesn't matter, it's in life
I don’t mind if I take care of you or take care of you in bed,” Alsace’s stance clearly showed that Don Quixote no longer had any baggage in his heart. So if Rommel was willing to come to his door and let him eat, he would indeed
Don't mind.
Rommel rarely responded to Don Quixote's ridicule this time, because she did find that although she had gotten rid of Alsace, if something really happened to Don Quixote, what would happen to Angela?
Said, it was definitely a big harm, which she couldn't bear to see, after all, Don Quixote was so good
The feeling comes from hypnosis. To put it crudely, it’s like Don Quixote constantly pouring drugs into Rommel every day. Although Don Quixote is also unconscious, he has really been with Rommel for more than a thousand years and with her.
The woman who got through the darkest period of her life was the woman who smiled like the bright sunshine.
"It seems that you can only take care of me in life," Rommel shrugged after a while. "Angela will never agree to this kind of messy relationship."
"Haha." Don Quixote, who looked slightly gloomy, kicked away the sofa in front of him, revealing the ground below. It was obvious that at this moment he had broken all the restrictions with the help of Char Donghai. Of course, this
It also consumed a lot of his psychic energy, "You can have an affair with me, isn't there a saying? It's very popular among the British aristocrats. Although a wife is good, she is not as good as a fresh slave. Although a slave is good, she is not as good as a new slave.
The mistress who went out to have an affair."
"Bah!" Rommel glared at Don Quixote angrily, "If you want me to have an affair with you, just dream!"
"Ah," Don Quixote stood on the vacant ground, "I forgot, there is another sentence after this."
"What?"
"Although the mistress you have an affair with is good, it is not as good as being with someone who does not agree to accompany you in an affair, but who will not expose the matter."
"Go to hell!"
"The language is poor," Don Quixote pulled Rommel over, "I will teach you how to curse when I have time," as soon as he finished speaking, along with the flow of wind elements composed of basic elements, a light wave rose from the ground.
cyan whirlwind.
"Click!" The entire ground made of some kind of stone was cut out into a circle with a diameter of about two meters, and then under the action of a certain force, the stone slab slowly descended like an elevator.
It fell, and finally landed on the basement floor with a loud bang.
Through the light emitted by the magic crystal lamp in the basement, it can be clearly seen that the basement is the same size as the villa, but it is more open than the villa above. Except for a stone bed in the middle, and
There is nothing else except the stairs on one side and, of course, a few vents.
Don Quixote, who was chatting and laughing with Rommel a moment ago and making all kinds of dirty jokes, could no longer maintain the so-called mask at this time. It would not be an exaggeration to say that his face was as frosty as ice. Naturally,
In response to this, Rommel also quietly withdrew his hand that was held by Don Quixote and said nothing. Obviously, in this situation, it seemed inappropriate for her to say anything else.
The temperature in the basement is not high, it can even be said to be a bit cold. Looking at the dust around and the footprints on the ground, it seems that the fake Pan Deli has been here recently, and on the stone platform in the middle of the basement,
The person lying there was none other than Arthur Pendry, to be exact, it should be the Arthur Pandry from five years ago.
At this time, there is a barrier around Arthur Pandel. The function of this barrier is to slow down or stop the passage of time. Therefore, according to Don Quixote's speculation, Arthur Pandel in the barrier should be
It has been sleeping for nearly five years, and the reason why the Buddha would build such a complex secret magic barrier should even have to be repeated every once in a while.
Time is coming to recharge the barrier because it is necessary to stop the passage of time, and the reason for stopping the passage of time is the sword in the stone on Arthur Pendry's chest. In fact, according to this sword, it has penetrated
Obviously, once time starts to pass, Arthur Pandel will die within a few minutes at most.
"What is going on?" Rommel finally came to the stone platform. It is undeniable that the appearance of this half-elf queen is really pleasing to the eye. Even if she is unconscious at the moment, it is not surprising.
This man will fall in love with her.
Don Quixote sighed slightly and stole Char Donghai's analysis results. "It seems to be some kind of secret technique of sacrifice. The soul has been transferred to the Sword in the Stone through the wound."
"In five years, that guy was able to escape from the hands of the true god, but he still couldn't crack such a secret technique?"
Don Quixote shook his head, "The world is so big that there are many wonders. This secret technique should be a secret technique carried in this sub-artifact. Maybe it is used to perish together at the last moment. It gives me the same feeling as Castle in the Sky."
The power of Aurora is very similar. If you want to crack it, you must show a power that exceeds it. According to my calculation, the Buddha did not do this. The only reason is that it must use power beyond the God of Dharma to crack this secret method, and
Mine, to be precise, is our enemy. The biggest limitation is that the Sun God is monitoring the world of Faerun all the time. Wherever there is a power level that exceeds that of a demigod, there is a chance to be discovered in an instant, so he
I dare not take this risk, so I can only do this, let time almost stand still, and slowly penetrate into her soul. Of course, this is just my guess. What is the specific reason? Maybe I can only wait until this stupid woman is awakened.
Know."
"Are you a stupid woman?" Rommel reached out and touched the barrier gently, giving it a jelly-like feeling. Looking at Don Quixote who was in a good mood, he asked quietly, "Then what kind of woman am I?"
Woolen cloth?"
"A woman who refuses to accompany me in an affair."
"Get out!" (To be continued...)
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