Diablo Destruction

Adventurer Paradise, Adventurer Hotel, inside the top suite.

“The top-level suite is great, even the air is extra fresh.”

Sitting with my legs crossed on a large chair made of unknown soft animal skin, with a fluffy red carpet under my feet, I took a deep breath and sighed feeling good about myself.

After going back and forth to the sewers, my wallet was bulging, so I naturally prioritized improving my living conditions. After returning from the palace, my ordinary room was immediately replaced by a top-level suite. I also had to have fruits, desserts and wine for three meals a day, although the money seemed to be too much for the time being. It’s a bit too much to spend, and I even want more complete services, such as private hot springs and so on. Unfortunately, the level of luxury in Diablo only stops here. The next step is to go to places like casinos or brothels, or buy a comfortable condo. I have no plans to go to a luxurious villa and find some singers and dancers to have fun at the moment. Please, if this lovely little saint in front of me doesn't eat, why should I go to those places?

"Say Alice, haven't you cut the fruit yet?"

I pretended to be a rich man from a wealthy family and complained angrily.

"Yes, my lord, just wait a moment, it will be soon."

On the table not far away, the little ghost held a knife in her hand, seemingly respectfully placing slices of cut fruit on the plate. However, judging from her cheerful appearance, it could be said that she was docile, but she might as well be treating a maid. To describe life as feeling fresh and curious.

It's a pity that someone who was so carried away didn't realize this fact and thought that our saintly lady suddenly became well-behaved.

"Humph, you're so clumsy. It seems like you need to consider hiring a new maid."

I picked my ears carelessly.

"clang--"

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt an unusually harsh metal vibration. When he looked down, he saw a bright fruit knife. There was still a trace of viscous juice left on it, and it was nailed through the animal skin on the chair with very rapid force, penetrating three-thirds of the way into the wood, and the position was just next to the vital part three inches below my navel, barely separated.

"Wow!!"

Our Holy Lady let out a signature exclamation, pretending to be curious, looking at her empty right hand, and then at the fruit knife that was only a tenth of a millimeter away from my vital part.

"I'm sorry, sir. My hand slipped."

The saintly lady made an expression of sudden realization, stuck out her tongue, covered her face with two slender hands as if embarrassed, and explained with a smile as gentle and shy as possible.

"What did you say just now, sir? I didn't hear you clearly. Can you say it again?"

She came forward humbly, and the fingers of her two small hands gently wrapped around the handle of the knife, but suddenly pulled it out like a female butcher, which made my heart tremble violently.

The pink tongue licked over the glistening blade covered with juice. Then he tilted his head cutely and leaned over me, who was lying stiffly on the chair, and asked. The smile that was close at hand became gentler.

I opened my mouth wide, trying to say something, but I couldn't hold back a word. It looked like a toad was breathing out. He could only shake his head desperately and look at her pitifully with pleading eyes. Being carried away was indeed the original sin! !

"I am thirsty."

The noble saint’s face puffed out. Angrily, he buried his petite body in my arms, pushed hard, and waved the fruit knife in his hand wildly.

"Yes, noble, beautiful, elegant and touching... (omit n words) Your Highness the Earth Saint, please allow me, an insignificant human being, to prepare fruits for you."

Seeing the bright white blade continuously cutting across my body, I immediately stood up and saluted straightly.

"Hmm."

After successfully occupying the enemy's territory, Alice lay lazily on the chair. The spacious space is enough for her to roll around like a child on it, stretching out her lazy and sexy body.

She seemed very satisfied with my performance and gently handed me the fruit knife in her hand.

very good.

I gently took the murder weapon, and the respectful expression on my face immediately turned indifferent. I shook my hand slightly, and the whole fruit knife was smashed into pieces like a pancake.

Hearing the sound of shattering, our Holy Lady realized that the situation was not good, but it was already too late.

I pounced on him lustfully. He pressed her petite body down. Let you little ghost get carried away, today I will do justice to the moon. I will eat you, haha~! !

"Wow!! Big pervert, big liar, you bully me, ugh~~"

The little ghost trapped under me struggled feebly.

"Wah Kaka~~, just shout, shout as hard as you can, no matter how loud you shout, it's useless."

I smiled evilly and couldn't wait to move forward and cover her panting pink lips.

Her Royal Highness the Saint's silver eyes were already enchanted by a layer of crystal mist, and her orchid-like lips murmured unconsciously, and she curled up even tighter in embarrassment.

Just as I was preparing my next move, there was an untimely knock on the door.

"Wow!!"

Her Royal Highness the Saint, who was already completely emotional, immediately woke up and exclaimed. She clutched her robe tightly with both hands. She blushed and gave me a fierce look. She got into the necklace with a "swish", leaving her very annoyed. I lay on the chair, speechless for a while.

The knock on the door sounded again.

"call--"

I pulled the door open with a grimace on my face. Let’s see which guy with eyes that don’t reach his face bothers me at the most critical moment. If he dares to smile and excuse me like “I’m sorry, I’m just here to make a fool of myself”, I’ll definitely bring him along with me. The stone sank into the Twin Seas to let him see if there was a super-giant man-eating octopus king hidden in the deep sea canyon.

"..."

Their eyes met in mid-air, and the two people maintained this posture and stared blankly at each other until the little ghost in the necklace could no longer look at it. After a hard cough, I suddenly woke up.

"I don't know what your Highness has to do with me."

The veins on my forehead were beating at a high frequency, but I didn't move out of the way. It was obviously saying: Don't let anyone in, tell me what you have to say, and get out.

"Very important."

She replied indifferently, and her petite body got in directly through the gap beside me very unceremoniously.

I can guarantee that this princess is definitely not a person who is good at observing words and emotions. Otherwise, she would not be able to detect the thoughts of murder and corpse hanging on my face now.

"Then, my dear Princess, is there anything important that I would like to ask you to do?"

I gritted my teeth and sat down at the table, holding a dagger in my hand. I chopped the fruit that the little ghost had cut and arranged into jam bit by bit with a grin.

"Very important."

She still replied. A white and slender little hand took away a piece of fruit that had not been destroyed by my poisonous hand at lightning speed. It was as fast as if the piece of fruit disappeared from my eyes out of thin air. The next moment. Her Royal Highness the Princess chewed gently with her little mouth covered under the veil.

Hey hey, you came here just to stimulate me! You want to piss me off to death, right? ! That’s definitely the case! ! !

"Then, let's get to the point."

Her Royal Highness the Princess, who was chewing something in her mouth, spoke vaguely, not realizing that someone was on the verge of going crazy.

"Work with me to defeat the father."

The next moment, Moissa raised her head and raised her hands high. Although she was petite, she tried her best to look majestic and high-spirited. The bright yellow eyes stared at me closely, showing seriousness and seriousness that I had never seen before, and the mouth was still chewing.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and only the sound of me chopping the fruit subconsciously seemed particularly harsh.

"hiss--"

A stream of blood spurted out from the table.

"Damn, it's bleeding."

I jumped up from the chair holding my injured index finger. Suddenly, I forgot that I was holding an authentic equipment-type dagger, even though it was just a whiteboard. But I can’t help but harm myself like this.

"You guy. Your brain is burned out, or are you here to cause trouble? Are you teasing me on purpose!!"

I held my injured finger in my mouth. No longer caring about being polite, he glared fiercely at Moissa who was still sitting on top and said.

"Look at me, I mean it."

"Shut up and swallow what's in your mouth first."

After a while of chewing and swallowing sounds...

"Look at me, I mean it."

"You bastard, do you want to put your hat upside down on your head and go home? Very good..."

I stretched out my claws and grabbed her hat with a grin. If she turned her hat upside down, it would look like she was holding a pot on her head. Isn't this very ethnic minority style?

"Don't you want to resolve the current conflict?"

She didn't block or dodge, she looked straight at me.

"Then, please tell me, a moment ago you were so filial that it didn't matter if you became a political victim. Now you tell me that you want to overthrow your father. How do you expect me to believe you?"

I sighed, retracted my hands and sat opposite her, looking at her without giving in.

"At this time and that time, things cannot be done, and we must find other ways."

"In other words, your purpose is still for your father. That's ridiculous. To overthrow him for his sake?"

I said sarcastically without mercy.

"Yes, everything is for my father. Although my father is talented, he is too narrow-minded and very suspicious. He is not suitable to be a king."

Moissa looked at me with eyes as silent as autumn water. The calmness and determination contained in them actually made me speechless for a moment.

"However, the conflict between my father and the adventurer is getting increasingly serious. If he is allowed to continue, the conflict will break out within ten years. Do you understand what I mean?"

"So, you just want to overthrow him now and at least save his life?"

I took a breath of air, so decisive and decisive, I couldn't help but ask myself, if it were me, even if I could think of such a method, in the face of my cherished relatives, could I really be as ruthless as her to implement it?

For the first time, I felt that the princess in front of me was a bit scary, with a character that ignored everything just to pursue the best results.

"Even if I believe what you said, this kind of thing cannot be done just by saying it. How to overthrow it? Who will take the throne after the overthrow? Who can guarantee that he will be more suitable than your father? There are other considerations that must be taken into consideration. In addition to the possible turmoil in the entire Western Kingdom, we adventurers, as transcendent beings, have always avoided such disputes, and it is not okay to directly participate in them. Your Highness, Princess, you must know that you are not talking about playing house. Home."

I pressed my temples with a headache and listed all the imaginable problems in one breath, but for some reason, I always felt that these problems were nothing if it was the princess in front of me.

Is it because of the calm and calm temperament that she naturally exudes?

"fine."

As if she had expected it, Moissa nodded slightly and stuffed the last undamaged piece of fruit on the table into her mouth. This time I finally saw it clearly - her right hand stretched out from her wide sleeve, and her thumb He pinched the fruit lightly with his index fingers, and at the same time gently lifted the veil from below with his left hand, exposing the delicate chin, and then quickly stuffed it inside. The movements were so fast and the skills were so skillful, it definitely took more than a day or two.

While eating, she continued to add.

"It's okay, (chew) the right candidate, (chew) already, (chew) already..."

"Casualties, (chew) are inevitable, but (chew)..."

"You'd better talk after eating."

I helplessly interrupted Moissa who was busy talking and said.

After a while...

"Casualties are inevitable, but they have been minimized through optimal methods. There will never be turmoil in the Western Kingdom. As for the adventurers, they only need a little help."

She raised her head, her bright yellow eyes shining with firmness and confidence.

"Don't worry, this is my motherland. I will never let it go to ruin. As long as you agree."

"Give me some time to think about it. This is not something I can do alone."

My index finger lightly touched the table, and I pondered for a long time. It is undeniable that I was moved by her words.

Nodding slightly, Princess Moissa looked at the fruit that had been chopped into jam with regret, stood up calmly, patted her clothes, and left without saying a word.

"I'll come find you in three days."

After leaving these words, the door was gently closed.

I am really confident, as if I will definitely agree. Do I really have a look that can be manipulated?

I smiled and shook my head, taking a sip on the jam-stained dagger.

Damn, what does this smell like? Did I accidentally learn the secret recipe of Aunt Qiuzi's jam? !

In short, today is a disaster day!

I lay weakly on the table, thinking about how to digest the conversation just now.