"Boss lady? Why are you asleep here?" In the hotel, a servant hired by Esther gently woke Esther who was asleep on the counter. "If you are sleepy, go back and have a rest.
Well, I'm here."
"Ah?" Esther, who seemed to be confused, rubbed his numb hands, and looked around with a confused look on his face, "Has anyone been here just now?"
"Just now? No, after that smelly guy left, you fell asleep here."
"Is that? Really," Esther stretched hard, his spine was pressed into a bow. "I just had a messy dream, okay, go and do yours."
"Yes, boss lady..."
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"Sister, why do you want to erase her memory?"
Leaving the 'Knight's Hotel', Joan of Arc was not in a hurry to find Don Quixote, but was like a person who had been released from a prison that had been squatting for a long time, strolling in this country without much pressure, "Nothing, no matter that man
Is it Don Quixote? He doesn't want this poor woman to be involved in any trouble again. If this woman dies due to our selfish desires, I think I will feel guilty for the rest of my life, so I'll let her do something
I don’t know, and continue to live with that little nostalgia and a little fantasy. Maybe one day she will take off the ring if she sees it open. Even if she can’t, she can die with expectations.”
"Hey, sister, you're feeling again, but to be honest, I'm quite envious of this kind of life. Then will we go to Sambiya to find him?"
"It's not the time yet," Joan of Arc looked up at the sun in the afternoon. "Although it's the same name, we can't be sure whether these two people are the same person. Let's investigate the man and the power first."
"Investigate again...oh. Don't wait until we're halfway through the investigation, and that bastard Xiuyi appeared."
"No, the world of Feren will not have a chance to reach out for a long time. As long as this man is not stupid, we are still safe for a long time..."
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"Good morning," Don Quixote walked out of the room with a tired face. It was obvious that he studied it all night in it. This was also the previous agreement between the two.
"Ri'an," Diro Pova looked like she had just woken up. Although she was well dressed, she was still a little sleepy. "How did you get last night?"
"Not bad," Don Quixote was as modest as ever, although it took him only about a week to forcefully remember the entire magic array. Now he is analyzing every magic array that has been deconstructed.
The function of the Chinese character from Earth is still retained in his bones, that is, he never shows off in front of outsiders. "I am still studying, a very profound magic circle, which even involves the power of rules."
"Where are you?" said Don Quixote, yawning, wearing a large pajama, lay on the stone bed in another room full of magic circles. "This damn bed.
Can't I put a quilt on it? It's cool and hard."
"There's no way," Diro Pova shrugged, "The quilt will affect the operation of the magic circle, and it won't be cold when you fall asleep."
“….”
"I haven't gained much at the moment. This magic circle is only in the experimental stage. I don't know what the result is, but in short, you can rest first."
"Okay...huh~~~"
Normally, the wizard of the realm will not be so sleepy that he will fall asleep after lying down, but Don Quixote has been spinning like a computer running at high speed for a night. He is indeed very tired and he is confident that he is
Osilis' voters, plus free will, were not afraid of Diro Pova's tampering with him, so they soon fell asleep.
Apollo Ting just shrugged her shoulders, although she was not very interested in Don Quixote's soul. So far, she didn't need Don Quixote's soul fragments, but in order to make Don Quixote's soul
I believe that I am a real magic ignorant. She still did her homework, such as the magic circle she mentioned casually just now.
A glance took a look and breathed evenly. Apollo Ding habitually stroked his hand across his cheek. Of course, in order not to make Don Quixote suspicious, except for the previous one, this part
In time, Apollo Ding did not secretly fall in love with Don Quixote. Although she still had great desires, this was the terrible place of Apollo Ding. When her ** and reason conflicted, reason
She will always easily defeat everything, so after licking her lips, Apollo Ding opened the magic circle she designed specifically to study Don Quixote's soul...
With the movement of the magic circle, everything around seemed to have slowed down. Of course, it was just a visual illusion. It was just that the fluctuations of the magic circle delayed the spread of light, which would give people a feeling that time had slowed down. Naturally
Not only light, but also Don Quixote's soul fluctuation. Don Quixote's soul fluctuation, which was originally silent and without a trace, seemed to be transformed, and then this fluctuation was
The container of the magic array structure of Diro Pova was collected. This is the second agreement reached by the two people. Don Quixote's soul itself cannot be handed over to Diro Pova for research, which exposes his own weaknesses.
As long as there is no problem with IQ, you won’t do it.
Diro Pova can only study the by-product of Don Quixote's soul, the soul fluctuation that can ignore the level of the power system and quietly change a person, or even a god's view of this person. Therefore, Apollo Ding can
'Teacher' has spent nearly a month developing another magic array, specially used to confine and capture this magical soul fluctuation. Of course, in order to be more in line with the strength a magic god should have, Apollo.
It was still deliberately slowed down and failed several times before I developed this magic circle.
Looking at the strange fluctuations in the container constructed by the magic array, even Apollo Ding couldn't help but sigh, which was completely different from the other magical and strange rule created by the Father God Peter Pan., inexplicably,
Apollo Ding actually developed a hint of yearning to go to the outside world.
Obviously, the world of Feilun is so big, she seems to feel tired of playing. Of course, Apollo Ding is just thinking about it. True God like her who needs the power of faith to survive, left the world of Feilun and went out.
I guess I really don’t even know how to die. Such a descendant of the outside world who was killed by the Father God has such strange abilities. God knows if there is any more terrifying existence...
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Late at night, except for the footsteps of the Academy City Security Team and the buzzing sounds of the oversized warning magic array that enveloped the entire college from time to time, the entire college city was quiet, in fact, like this.
On the surface, buildings rarely use that kind of defensive magic barrier. Unless they encounter an attack, the daily consumption alone will make Don Quixote heartbroken. In addition, the Academy City
Most buildings do not have anything too precious, unlike the Sixth Ring Road, so Don Quixote will not do the act of spending ten dollars a day to protect one dollar.
On a road leading to the alchemy experimental zone, several security guards carrying magic crystal lanterns were walking side by side. Judging from the pace, they should be retired veterans. It is also a blessing for these people to be able to find this easy job.
Something about.
"Wait a minute, give me one," suddenly, the person who was walking at the end trotted a few steps and gently patted the person in charge on the shoulder.
"You are so fucking... stingy!" The leader took out a box of exquisitely packed cigarettes from his pocket, with a blood-colored rose printed on it and threw it to that
With a person, it is obvious that Don Quixote has already started the tobacco business, and the wings of the butterfly have turned the world of Faren into a world with smoke.
There are genuine products and there are copycats. In a world like Feilun World without patent protection, it is inevitable that other forces be copied except for the temple. Fortunately, in Sambiya and several nearby countries, Blood Rose
Cigarettes are still the most popular cigarettes because of their excellent workmanship, unique taste, and different prices for different classes to purchase. After all, people still recognize brands.
"Captain. You open so many gold coins every month, but it's not like us... I give you some money to your family."
"Stop talking nonsense!" The person in charge waved his hand. "Go away quickly."
"Yes...yes..." The security guard who smoked a fierce cigarette nodded quickly, "Follow up..."
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The moonlight shines through the skylight of Don Quixote's underground laboratory into the coffin below. The magic circle above has already stopped operating because of the lack of Don Quixote's psychic energy. In fact, Don Quixote has long put it on.
Forgot, however, it was strengthened for a while, so the corpse in the coffin had successfully become the lowest level zombie. Although it was impossible to continue to strengthen itself without blood and increase its strength level, because of the existence of moonlight, it could still survive.
So whenever the moon comes out, it will instinctively emerge from the coffin and stand under the skylight to absorb the moonlight, or use breathing to continue its life, although it is in another form...
"Captain, have you heard it? As long as there is a moon at night, you can hear this sound. Huha Huha, will it be a ghost or something?" You can get a message from the soldiers' words, the changes in the rules of the Feren World
, and finally, things like lonely ghosts were produced. After being constantly seen, a ghost culture in the Feren world gradually formed.
"Stop fucking nonsense," the leader of the captain glanced at the skylight not far away, and the sound came from there. In fact, his heart was also a little scared, "That should be some alchemy products designed by the principal.
, walk around... go to the next place to patrol... "
"Huh?" So far, most of the things have been handed over to Leon, the college urban security team, or the Buddha has no more things, and there are no entertainment activities like TV and computers, so after it gets dark,
The couple also rested, but some strange fluctuation expanded in the college city. Although it was very weak, it could not escape the Buddha's perception. The Buddha opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the source of the fluctuation.
In the past, naturally, with his power comparable to the true god, this distance was useless, so the zombie that was swallowing and spitting the moon at the moon appeared in the Buddha's eyes.
Obviously, in the previous month, Buddha had not paid attention to this place. After all, he was the security guard leader, and there was no need to wander around the school. I didn't find this zombie in the previous few days because I did not find it.
It is not a full moon. In fact, the Buddha from the prehistoric world naturally knows that zombies will diverge when absorbing the moonlight when the full moon absorbs the moonlight. At its root, the moonlight of the full moon is a must for zombies to practice corpse pills.
Prepare materials, but unfortunately, after watching for a while, the Buddha shook his head slightly and lay down again with a bang. Because of the lack of blood, this zombie was destined to be unable to condense the corpse pill, and when it was a fierce evil in its body
After the gas is consumed, it will fall into a deep sleep until the body rots...
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