Four hundred and twentieth chapters lie for a lifetime
"Yuan, teacher..."
While passing by a tree-lined path, several students came towards me, including men and women. One of them politely greeted Don Quixote. Obviously, in this place, adults wearing robes must be
The teacher just doesn't necessarily teach them. These children should be from the same place and have just entered a strange place. These people who have known each other always like to be together, because they thought about Don Quixo.
When De was still an earthling, he stayed with his former classmates and fellow villagers in groups when he entered and left high school. He gradually became familiar with the new environment and gradually separated and each had his own social circle.
"Yuan," Don Quixote waved his hand with a smile. He has never been a person who likes to show off his airs. Moreover, what he hates most is those meaningless oppression subordinates, whether in this life or the previous life.
The behavior of the person not only has no meaning, but it can only make you have low IQ. "You can't go to the place behind. It's the alchemy experimental area. Now our academy has not opened that area yet."
"I know, teacher," these students planned to visit this new school, their second home, but after receiving the order from Don Quixote, they stopped and looked towards the others.
The fork in the road has gone.
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"Yean, Lord Ig Goodman," walked forward soon, and Don Quixote saw Angela standing there, who seemed to be enjoying the thriving people and the view of the campus, although this
The woman was as holy as ever, as always, as quiet as nothing, but Don Quixote had probably guessed the purpose of this woman.
"Yuan, Ms. Angela," said Don Quixote, stopping and asked knowingly, "How can I be in the mood for it today?"
Angela took a breath and pointed to an artificial lake not far away. It was designed by Don Quixote himself. The scenery was beautiful when the sunset was setting, and there were these thick trees beside the lake, and there were still under the trees.
A bench, "I'm a little tired. Can I accompany me to that side?"
"Ha, my honor..."
In fact, such a precise position was already occupied by a young couple early on, but when they saw a mage leading a very beautiful woman to come here, they instinctively stood up,
After bowing, it disappeared without a trace. For these smart children, life should be rare. If you follow the superiors because of some unnecessary things, you will be the teacher who controls their destiny.
There was a conflict, which was extremely unwise. People with this idea had already been cut off in the first competition. After all, for the Six Ring Road Organization, people who simply have talent but no wisdom
, is not worth cultivating.
"They just left," Angela, who was sitting on the bench, frowned slightly. "It seems that they still don't regard themselves as citizens."
"Right and strength are equal," Don Quixote also sat on the other end of the bench without hesitation, and lit a cigarette for himself. The two of them politely kept it for about half a meter.
Distance, "Being able to see the essence of the world clearly, such talents are worth cultivating, **, equality, and if you really have these things, you need to fight for it. My past experiences tell me, I look forward to the people who rule you to give you mercy
, it's a ridiculous thing in itself."
"You always see the world so thoroughly," Angela said, turning her head, with a familiar and holy smile on her face, "It's just that you are so young."
"Human experience and understanding of the world are never based on age," said Don Quixote, sucking a harsh puff of cigarettes, "Don't you know what Ms. Angela has to ask me for?"
"Rommeel told me," Angela took out a copper coin from somewhere, with the king's avatar printed on it. She threw it hard, and the coin flew a few times on the lake before it sank.
"She said she wanted to have another child, and this was the second time in her life that she had so formally begged me. She hoped that her child would go through the unfinished life."
Don Quixote, who seemed not to think much about environmental protection, gently shot the cigarette butt into the lake like a bullet, and his eyes were a little wandering. After all, in a sense, he ntr (two-dimensional network term,
The meaning of snatching love from a sword) Angela is also considered Angela's enemy. It is normal for some guilt to be aware of her. This guilt comes from a moral whip. "What do you think about this?"
"Agree," Angela leaned against the bench, her eyes swept across the sparkling lake. The smile on her face did not change, but her tone was still relaxed. "As long as it was from her wishes, I would not stop her.
of."
Don Quixote, leaning on the bench, frowned slightly because this was different from his previous guess. From his previous understanding of Angela, Angela would definitely not agree with this matter, Ji Shen. Ronmei
I will definitely not hurt Angela, so Don Quixote had an excuse to reject Ji Shen. Rommel. After that, he casually found an excuse to say that the child was reincarnated in Feiren. As for where to go, he
Just explain it with a sentence that doesn't know, then things will be solved perfectly in the true sense without leaving any tail, but...
"Long time ago," Angela crossed her hands together and placed them at the base of her own. A very common female surname pose. Generally speaking, when a female surname performs this posture, she is mostly trapped.
After some memory, Don Quixote lit a cigarette for himself, without saying anything, just listened quietly, "In the Yuman Empire, there was a little girl who was selected by the Temple of the Sun and carefully
After the cultivation of the temple, she became a saint. Later, the temple needed to expand and spread faith, and the saint returned to the so-called hometown to spread teachings. Then she met the king of that country, Ji Shen. Rommel."
"That king... no one expected that she was actually a woman who liked women. She frantically launched a pursuit offensive against the saint who held a mass in Yuerman and spread faith. For that saint, she was still
I don't hate this woman, but in fact, she is a normal woman who likes men, so she intended to reject this crazy king."
"However, the pope found this saint privately, hoping that she could sacrifice herself for the Temple of the Sun and give up her identity and strength to marry this king. Of course, the price was to ask this king to fully support the Temple of the Sun.
Erman's mission."
"So," said Don Quixote quietly, "this saint really sacrificed herself for faith and married this queen, and indirectly made this queen a voter of the Sun God, the Eternal Knight King, and then
She has been with this woman wholeheartedly for nearly a thousand years, and in these thousand years, she has really taken care of this woman wholeheartedly, shared the secrets in this woman's heart for her, and enlightened the pain in this woman's heart,
But in fact, this woman has always been the same as at the beginning. There has never been any change in her heart. No one has ever climbed the island in her heart. Am I right?"
"Yes, not right. People are not plants. I have been with her for so long. Even if it wasn't for true love, I'm now a real relative, a relative who depends on each other, just," said Angela, a little mocking about herself.
"I'm a little unwilling to give up, it's like... I've devoted all my efforts to raise a flower for a thousand years, but in the end I've known her for six or seven years.
It’s not me, the owner of the flower-raising.”
"However, I actually foresaw this day a long time ago. When she untied her knot one day, she would leave me, and I could complete my task, but I thought she would return to you.
I didn’t expect that the result would be you.”
"Why tell me this?"
Angela shrugged, "You let her walk out of the shadow and forget the past. If she really wants to be with you, I don't want me to be a barrier between you. After all, although there is no love between me and her,
There is still a family affection between sisters.”
"It's a day, a month, a year, that's called a cheat, but it's a thousand years," Don Quixote gently tapped the bench with one of his fingers, "That's not a cheat, you don't need it, too
If you can't leave, Rommel still needs you by her side."
"As for me," he said, licking his lips that were dry because of smoking, "I admit that my relationship with her is a little close, and some exceeds the boundaries between friends, but she is with you
At that time, she played a role with a male surname, and was more of a responsibility, just like the head of the family. In fact, such behavior will only aggravate her... I like to call this disease a psychological disease,
As you said, Rommel is still a woman after all, or me, or my teacher, or other men. One day, she will still find a man to rely on, but I am more lucky, so it happens that
Just gave my own shoulders when she needed it most.”
"So," Angela gently pressed her fingers, "You are such a disgusting man. Anything that goes through your mouth will become reasonable even if it doesn't make sense. Of course, you
You can rest assured that I will not leave Rommel. I will not be used to it if I have lived together for so long and suddenly change. And I will say..."
"I'm already a homeless person. There is no one I know in the Sun Temple. Even if I want to go back, I'm afraid that no one will want me. After all, no one will believe that an ordinary saint actually
Already for almost a thousand years..."
After a silence, Don Quixote suddenly spoke, "If I have a way to get you pregnant, would you be willing to complete this task on behalf of Ms. Rommel?"
"The Sun God is on," Angela couldn't help but retreat to the other side of the bench, her legs tightly closed together, with a look of vigilance, and of course a little helpless, "You snatched Ronmi away."
I don’t even want to let go of my heart now?”
"Cough~" Don Quixote waved his hand quickly, "No, I mean, I master an alchemy, even two women can have the crystallization of love, that is, pregnancy, and like everything else
Like a child, it is normally delivered from the mother."
After hearing Don Quixote's explanation, Angela felt relieved, but there was still a hint of suspicion in her eyes, "Why do you do this? Why didn't you tell her directly before?"
"Because of love," Don Quixote touched his nose. Obviously, the real reason was that he just wanted to deceive Rommel's lies and could not be told because he could not bear the risk of lies being exposed. God knows, Angela
Is there any magic of the Sun God around me? "Rommeel relies on me not because of the ** between men and women, but because of the instinct of the female surname. Someone needs to stand in front of her, but I still have some selfishness, making it so beautiful
The girl’s surname is reproduced for me, and I think no man can refuse this **.”
"But, your silent efforts over the past thousand years have made me give up this plan. In a sense, you can regard me as a pillow she bought, which can make her sleep soundly.
After all, you will be the one who wants to live with her. So if she gives birth to my child, her relationship with you will eventually become more and more distant. After all, all this has nothing to do with you. For you,
But it's a bit cruel."
"On the contrary, if you are the mother of the child, she will not only care about the child, but will not alienate you. But no matter which one, you or Rommel, you must accept that there are more things in your life.
If I really want to blame this pillow, I blame you for not being a man. Of course, I also have my lust." (To be continued.)