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Chapter 40 The fertility rate finally did not drop this year!

why are you here...

Of course you can't blurt out such idiotic remarks!

Griffith is such a clever person, especially after the King of Mystery lost three games in a row, his mental state has been raised to an astonishing level, like a prairie dog sticking its head out on the grassland that won't let go.

No danger at all!

"Children make choices," Griffith raised his chin, "I want them all!"

Galadia raised the corners of her mouth slightly and walked to the dining table with her waist-length hair swaying. Her steps were very light, as light and agile as tiptoes. When she leaned over and placed the radish stewed mutton and bread on the table.

At this time, the round curves under the graceful slender waist are clearly stretched out, making people want to hug her from behind and put her in their arms.

As soon as this idea came to mind, a rich aroma was already pouring out of the small pot. Griffith's mouth seemed to be overflowing with the hot aroma of tender lamb gravy stir-fried in butter, as well as boiled carrots and melt-in-the-mouth carrots.

pea.

Griffith instantly forgot all about exams, wars, evil gods, etc. His hands moved ahead of his thoughts, running through his long black straight hair as smooth as a waterfall, and along the fine cashmere school skirt.

He explored the undulating curves, held her slender waist, slowly and irresistibly turned her around, and hugged her into his arms.

"ah……"

Galadia screamed, feeling the powerful and scorching power wrap around her. A trace of heat waved over her long pointed ears, rubbing against her earlobes. She only felt that she was lifted up by the power from her waist, and her toes

Just when he stood up on tiptoe, his long and graceful legs began to tremble slightly, gradually dragging him into the excitement of almost fainting.

Griffith turned her around, only to see that her smart eyes were blurred. He gently rubbed the fragrant and smooth hair, smelled her cheek, and kissed her carefully on the swan-like neck.

The snow-white neck immediately turned red.

Even though she hadn't done anything, Galadia already felt that her body was so hot that it was about to burn. She wanted to resist, but she just unconsciously raised her hands and grabbed the strong arms that hugged her, and her consciousness was about to fly away from her body.

, her dizzy mind went blank. Moreover, she felt thirsty, so she couldn't help but raise her head and lick her delicate red lips unconsciously.

Just once, just gently...

Galadia raised her head, raised her body a little more, and touched her delicate lips. The moment her lips were touched, the crackling fire in the fireplace erupted like a volcano.

"No!..." A whimper of resistance came from the blocked red lips. Galadia's whole body trembled.

Griffith felt that he was about to drown in the waves of joy. With a little force, the girl was pushed down on the dining table. Galadia heard a loud hissing sound in the chaos, and only

I felt that the hem of my skirt was being lifted up, and the lava-like heat flowed along the white stockings, brushed over my ankles and calves, and surged toward the secret realm extremely wildly.

"Ah, no!"

A stream of heat rushed straight to the brain. Miss Elf screamed in confusion, raised her slender waist high, her brain was grabbed by the sweet paralysis, and her whole body convulsed violently like an electric shock.

Then, she fainted.

"???"

Ah, this?

Griffith was startled.

Galadia slumped beside the pot of mutton and completely lost consciousness. It took a while to regain her breath from the coma.

"Um, are you okay?" Griffith was sure that he hadn't done anything yet, but why did the situation become like this?

Miss Elf finally broke free from his arm, glanced at him with a shy face and hurriedly lowered her eyes. She pulled her torn school skirt and quickly fled to the second floor.



"Emmm..."

Griffith, who was excited and confused, sat down at the dining table, thinking about what was going on.

The dinner made by Galadia is so delicious! Even the banquet at the Earl's Mansion does not have such a rich taste that almost makes the soul soar.

I am such a sinful person~ Could it be that I saved the world in my previous life and gained this good fortune?

Griffith ate quickly. He vaguely heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom upstairs, and his eyes wandered around unconsciously and landed on the crystal cup on the corner of the dining table.

This beautiful cup has slipped to the edge of the table, and would have fallen to the ground if it had been any further. The almost black liquid in the cup did not look like coffee, and there were small bubbles emitting, giving off an exciting and curious smell.

It must be something to drink! Griffith grabbed the cup and took a sip.

oh!

A novel taste that has never happened before pops and pops in the throat with bubbles, and there is just the right amount of sweetness in the coldness, which makes people feel sincerely happy!

"What is this! Why does it make people so happy!"

Griffith screamed like a hamster. Then he heard a noise on the stairs, and Galadia walked down from it.

"Hahaha, are you acting in dramas every day?" The girl smiled like a blooming peach blossom, with a wave of spring water in her bright eyes. She changed into a dress and came to sit next to Griffith: "You

Ever since you told me about carbonated drinks, I’ve been wanting to try them!”

The knowledge of carbonated drinks came from the ancient stone tablets found under the Turan Swamp. After that, Griffith just mentioned it to Galadia as an anecdote, but he didn't expect that she would really take it seriously.

"The raw materials are a mixture of water and carbon dioxide, coriander and lime, and honey is added!" Galadia came over, squeezed Griffith's face away, and took a small sip, "Isn't it particularly extraordinary?

! You can add another business scope to your private wine business! It will definitely be a big sale in the future!"

"That's right!" Griffith said, shaking the crystal glass, "but the taste is so wonderful that I feel it's a waste to drink it for these idiots. I want to give you half of the shares in the red wine deal!"

"Let's call it Galadia & Griffith's Beverage Store from now on!" Galadia clapped her hands, "Will you make breakfast tomorrow? What time can we eat?"

Oh? Galadia is coming to my place for breakfast, so I have to prepare well... Griffith thought for a while and said: "Seven o'clock."

Miss Elf pointed to the big box placed in the corner: "I put some clothes and supplies in that box. Please help me put them away later."

"No problem, I'll go now."

Are you going to put some of Galadia's things here with me? Well, it's not much, and my basement is quite spacious. Griffith immediately got up, picked up the box, and walked to the basement. As soon as he reached the stairs,

Miss Elf suddenly caught up with him, took his arm, turned him around in a half circle, and walked towards the second floor.

"Put your coat in the closet, and put your shirt in the low cabinet~" Galadia jumped open the door, "Please look at the bedroom I decorated!"

The original monochromatic bed has been replaced by a white mattress, the floor is covered with fine wool blankets, and the curtains have been replaced by fine quality goods. Miss Elf jumped on it with bare feet and sat on the edge of the soft bed.

After playing, he reached out and patted his side.

"I took apart the original bed and replaced it with a larger double bed!"

"..."

Griffith was stunned: "Why do you need a double bed? Do you want to sleep in my bedroom?"

"Isn't it natural for me to sleep in your bedroom~"



Hometown Watts has one day off every week. For students who are extremely busy with more than a dozen classes every semester, this day is also an important day to catch up on homework and buy things.

Griffith turned over on the floor, opened his eyes, and saw Miss Elf lying on the edge of the bed, only sleeping in a narrow gap, and she was about to roll down and slap him in the face. Her white arms

She slipped from the quilt and was just a few centimeters in front of his line of sight.

When we went on adventures together in the past, Galadia's sleeping posture was quite dignified. Why did she roll around on the bed instead? Griffith smiled and wanted to put the girl's arms back into the quilt.

These hands are so beautiful...

It's a bit strange to say, but Griffith became excited. He slowly moved over, kissed the pink fingertips, opened his mouth, took the slender fingers bit by bit, and licked them with the tip of his tongue.

Oh! This feeling is really wonderful. Although I have never tried it before, I really can’t stop!

Griffith felt a shiver coming from his fingers, and then curled up slightly. He let go of his fingertips, rubbed his face on the smooth back of his hand, raised his head, and kissed his way up the inside of his wrist.

"ah"

Galadia buried her head under the pillow and let out a wonderful moan that could not be told whether it was pain or pleasure. Griffith was encouraged and continued to touch carefully with his lips and tongue, kissing lightly along the smooth surface.

Round arms, ready to climb up to a softer and fairer body little by little...

Miss Elf exclaimed, biting the sheets with her mouth, withdrew her hand, clenched her fist and hit Griffith on the head.

"Boom!"



"Cases of destroying machines occurred frequently, and the authorities dispatched military police!"

"The Grain and Textile Trade Act has come into effect. Provinces and autonomous territories are exempted from tariffs. Many places welcome price reductions for textiles and agricultural products."

Since the army conquered the eastern and southern provinces, food and minerals have been loaded onto cargo ships every day and sent to all parts of the world. Griffith thought of the black bread he ate more than a year ago and could be used as a weapon, and then looked at the things on the table.

A combination of small cakes and fried eggs for breakfast, and I feel that the quality of my diet has indeed improved a lot.

However, Roland's machine was not very popular. According to the newspaper, his invention did increase productivity, but it also reduced the number of textile workers, miners and workers in various jobs, leaving unhappy unemployed workers.

Machine sabotage occurred everywhere.

Count Roland has repeatedly emphasized that unemployment is temporary, and the expansion of production will bring a larger market and better material life. As for how many people will listen, God knows.

If I weren't overwhelmed by exams, my life would be quite happy.

"Why are you touching here and there again~"

Miss Elf came behind Griffith in her nightgown. Her steps were very light, and she came behind Griffith as gracefully as a cat. She put her slender arms on his shoulders, stroked his woolen coat, and

He hugged her gently.

"Since you are not reading, let's try on the clothes. I will check the size and take them to the clothing store for you."

"Oh!" Griffith hurriedly put down the newspaper and stood up, "I never thought I could play the newlywed game with you again. I must have been lucky enough to save the world in my previous life."

Galadia smiled lightly and rolled her eyes at him. She took a coat that was still being modified and some other clothing materials, and gestured at him.

As an officer and knight of the Praetorian Guards, Griffiths could receive new winter clothes in winter. The official did not issue him a uniform, but directly gave him woolen cloth, wool, gold thread, buttons and many clothing materials plus a sum of money.

With the money, he can customize his own suit and cloak.

The new coat was supposed to be ready two weeks ago, but Griffiths was away on a mission, delaying the final fitting.

Galadia helped him take off his coat and put on a sample of his new clothes: "Try this dark blue suit again. You are a knight now, so you can't just wear military uniforms. Give it to the tailor today, and you should be able to get ready-made clothes before the Frost Festival.

.”

Griffith turned in front of the full-length mirror and felt very good:

"You are so discerning. Young nobles in the capital all wear this style when attending parties. I heard that there is a nobleman who wears a blue coat and medals and goes around the palace every night."

The girl didn't answer his words, and her fingers were tracing along the collar to her arms, and then caressing her broad shoulders and back. The soft touch had an indescribable magic power, and the gentle experience seeped into her heart bit by bit.

Griffith sighed heavily: "It would be great if we don't have to fight."

The girl smiled and complained softly: "That's right, there will be endless battles, and you are not missing. How wonderful it would be to stay with me in Homemonworth!"

"It would be better if I didn't have to take the exam."

"You're asking for it if you don't have time to review. You've already returned from the front line, but you still have to go back and waste two weeks."

Galadia took Griffith's arm and turned him around so that she could take a closer look at the coat of arms, ribbons, pendants and flower spikes on the cloak.

"Your human military uniforms are pretty good-looking too, much better than the black coat you wore when we first met. In comparison, that one seems old and stiff."

"Please don't say that about the first set of good clothes I bought with almost all my property!" Griffith puffed up his chest, "I like it now, and I take good care of it now."

"Ah, the man is so nostalgic~" Miss Elf nodded and said faintly, "I know you can't forget Krista."

"..."

This, how to continue this.

Griffith felt that he was starting to sweat. It must be that too much charcoal had been added to the fire in the room. He even felt that the charming hands on the collar were tightening and were about to strangle him.

"I'm going to name my daughter Krista!" Griffith used his brain and quickly picked up the topic.

Galadia, who was tightening her boyfriend's collar, was stunned for a moment. She raised her head and moved her long pointed ears in confusion. Before she could speak, Griffith added:

"In the future, I can introduce it to others

"This is our little girl Krista. The fertility rate has finally not dropped this year!"


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