All the Handsome Deep Well Ice Like Me [Western Fantasy]

Light will attract Warcraft. Even if tall concrete walls were erected around the mine and defensive magic devices were set up around the mine, timid humans still did not dare to let the magic light shine in the night.

It is completely different from the brightly lit main city of Saint Enluth.

It's until seven o'clock in the evening. The workers in the mine have fallen asleep early. Only a few small wooden rooms used by the magician for research still showed the light of the magical device, dim and warm.

And I can only quietly gather the blanket on my body, and write messily on the paper in the icy light of the pendant.

Magic mine.

Saint Enlus.

Yinglan.

disease.

Holding the blanket tightly with one hand, trembling with the other hand drew a heavy circle on the fourth word.

Third party.

Originally thought it was just a personal matter of Saint Enluth. But I didn't expect more and more things to be involved.

My sister obviously has research on disease. When I passed her tent today, I vaguely heard the words "rental" and "development rights".

Sure enough, from ancient times to the present, there is only interest between countries. Although the emperor is a member of the Knights of the Round Table, above this status is the great empress of Saint Enluth. As long as the interests of the country are involved, Saint Enluth is still the mainstay.

But I didn't expect her to be so strong.

Although she and Yuri are indeed colleagues. But the identities of Princess Xiaoguo and the second son of the strongest country guarding the country are still too different. I thought she would play a roundabout with Yuri. I didn't expect her tone to be very strong, and she did not hide "this magic mine originally belonged to Lao Tzu." the meaning of.

As for Yuri, Yuri, as always, didn't listen to people, and couldn't tell whether he really didn't understand or fake.

etc.

I narrowed my eyes slightly and had a bold conjecture.

Isn't it because you know your sister's temperament that you deliberately send Yuri here?

Wow, this monster king...

The sorrow and sorrow from the heart made me groan, and the next second I reacted and immediately covered my mouth. Fortunately, the sound was not loud, and no patrollers were attracted.

A gust of wind blew in from the iron-barred window, and drifted around me, even the surrounding air became cold.

And I could only silently grab the slipped blanket and wrap myself into a pupa again.

real. Growing up, it was so sad for the first time I felt that the magician was hedging his physique.

People in this world have been close to instinct in the use of magic devices. Even a simple action like turning on a light is a reappearance of a subconsciously triggered circuit.

My soul does not belong to this world, so naturally I cannot have this instinct.

So I can only rely on my brain and acting skills.

The quill kept shaking, and the fine velvet at the end gently stroked his cheeks. The slight itching sensation made me stop, and while disturbing with my fingertips, I looked thoughtfully at the messy writing on the yellow paper.

Yinglan has nothing to do with the disease. As a subject of Saint Enluth, even if it rents out the mining rights, it will only be leased to England. When the people of England come to mine, they will suffer from the disease, which will only outweigh the gains.

It is impossible to use this as an excuse to make things difficult for Saint Enlus.

After all, that man has the courage to let the prospective crown prince of a country be a knight of the round table.

As for those who dared to move Yinglan's largest subject country, the mother country of the quasi-prince Gadriche, it is only possible that they have something to do with the two forces.

The sacred place of the gods, Bleusis, and the country of the sorcerers, Baide.

Goddess.

Looking at the bold words at the end, I humblely prayed secretly in my heart.

I beg you. In the end, it must be discovered that it was all a misunderstanding.

I don't want to have a relationship with these two nuclear bombs!

Five fingers inserted into the hair subconsciously. Looking at the long hair falling with his movements, the original sad and sad expression gradually became calm.

Well. Will not be bald. If I would be bald like this, wouldn't Arthur, who has been in power for two years, turned into a powerful bald head?

Feeling cheerful, I happily folded the paper into a small piece, carefully stuffed it into the deepest part of my pocket, and prepared to find a chance to burn it when I went out tomorrow.

After thinking about it, there was nothing to do, so he stood up lightly and wiped off the ink from the end of the quill. Then hid it in the jar with Mo, and then covered it with other debris.

After a round of inspection, it was confirmed that everything that should be cleaned up was completely cleaned up. I picked up another blanket and spread it on a small wooden table. This is my bed.

The night in early spring was still colder, especially in remote areas like mines where there were no wind-shielding trees around, it was as cold as late autumn.

After all, it’s not a high-quality fur blanket. In order to keep out the cold, I can only wrap myself up and down with two layers of blankets, and shrink into a ball on the square table to reduce the loss of body temperature.

It's not that I don't want to go to bed. The management of the mine is very strict. Everyone has a bed. In the evening, some people will patrol and inspect like the auntie. There is no room for me to take advantage of it.

I always have a vaguely bad feeling about twisted braids. A perverted loli controlling the lion king is enough, and I don't want to add another male and female chicken. It is better to have less contact.

As for asking sister-forget it.

I drew back inwards. It is no longer a light floral fragrance that fills the tip of the nose, but a strange smell mixed with dust and inferior fur.

Old sister, she was a member of the army. The conditions are worse than I am.

and.

I don't want her to look down on me.

In the morning, the dust that was flipped by the magical device was blinded by the moonlight at night. Amidst the obscure darkness, I stretched out my hand and looked at the ice-colored pendant in my hand.

It has a slightly cool and warm touch like ice floes illuminated by the sun in winter. The same color as Arnold's eyes.

I withdrew my hand, but clenched tightly without saying a word.

In the dungeon, it is probably colder than mine.

...

Ah—it should come, sure enough, it will always come.

Looking at the twists and braids that kept throwing winks at myself behind the counter, I thought so coolly.

"Honey~"

With a volume that only two people can hear and a charming tone that is extremely inconsistent with her appearance, she leaned forward and whispered in my ear, "I miss you so much. Do you miss me...?"

"In no mood."

A slap on my facial expression slapped me, but she easily avoided it, and took the opportunity to cast a wink at me, "Um~ It's violent."

I was still expressionless, "I can be more violent."

"Okay." My pink tongue lightly licked my lips, making my face darker. "Don't be shy~ They can't see it anyway."

Do you use magic devices to interfere with cognition?

I secretly squeaked in my heart.

"Talk about business."

Taking a step back, I looked at her with my arms around my face and facelessly. However, such a posture obviously cannot cause her psychological pressure, and the smile raised at the corner of her mouth is as frivolous and perfunctory as before.

Generally speaking, masters of disguise are good at deducing multiple personalities. Such a "frivolous" personality might be used to stimulate and test me.

But who is the old lady?

Have you received less stimulation since you opened your eyes?

Still expressionless, I responded with the same change, "Take out the magic guide suit. I'm very busy."

"Hey...My dear, I don't know your name yet." She curled her mouth, playing with her drooping braid with a frustrated expression, "I will be very sad if you are like this. A sad, you want His clothes are gone."

I looked away from her rough fingertips, "You didn't use a magic device to make a disguise."

The motion of rubbing the braids stopped, and the frivolous smile changed to nothing. A chill flashed in those featureless brown pupils.

Sure enough.

Although the magical device is indeed amazing, it really depends on "skills" to camouflage the skin in detail.

A "skilled" self-confident and self-satisfied pretender. "Disguise" is the best point that can be used to stimulate him.

"This era still insists on using pure'skills' as a disguise, people with such high'skills'."

Enduring my heart shaken by the sudden killing intent, my voice was as calm as ever, "I guess there is only one on this continent."

"She" stared at me with her eyelids down, expressionless and silent.

After a long time, "she" smiled. I know that I have failed again and again.

"What a cunning girl." She tilted her head and squinted her eyes comfortably, looking at me with a smile, her tone was very cheerful, "It's been a long time since I met such an interesting person. I'm in a good mood."

But I am in a bad mood.

Still with a blank face, my heart was once again filled with mom's buns.

Although I never thought about being able to swindle successfully! But I didn't expect to put myself in the bastard! ! "Girl" shit! The opposite already knows my true gender and age, asshole! !

For a moment I can't wait to travel back. This time I will go through twelve years, forcing me to study thick black studies, conspiracy theory, reconnaissance and counter reconnaissance when I was still a baby. Strive to let the Chi X show bow down to the wind.

Although it indirectly proves that I am 30 years old, I still have a girly heart, which is very good! But what I need now is not this at all! ! ! !

Countless complex emotions tossed up and down like waves, impacting my fragile heart. But I still have to hold back, and I can't let Twisted Braid know my broken heart, and I can't lose so miserably.

However--

"Puff...hahahahahahaha!!!!"

The twist braid behind the counter endured less than three seconds before letting out a deafening laugh. While laughing, he slapped the counter vigorously, slamming the wooden counter.

The people around them looked completely invisible and continued to work.

Knowing that my heart has been completely exposed by my dark night eyes, I will no longer hide it, simply and plainly, staring at her with a pair of dead fish eyes.

what. Sure enough, Twisted Braid laughed even more crazy after being stunned.

I hate it.

St. Enlus Second Princess Gadriche stood on her own turf and was frantically mocked by an indefinable pheasant for the lives of her own people. But her people didn't even know Mao.

So angry. Sure enough, all the people beheaded.

"Hey. Have you laughed enough." I stared at her blankly, "Clothes. Clothes. Give me a bastard."

"Well..."

In response, she rubbed her tears with her fingers. Said to me in a gorgeous male voice.

"It's really fun-as a reward... I will let you listen to my real voice."

She—it should be him, blinking her wet eyes, smiling at me very happily.

"Only this time, but remember it for a lifetime."