Diablo Destruction

When I stepped aside, I was surprised to realize that there was a disheveled Vilas behind me. I hurriedly turned around and was about to cover their eyes. Unexpectedly, when I glanced at them, I saw a neatly dressed Vilas sitting upright with a smile on her face. On the bed, even the messy quilt was folded neatly.

So fast, really fast. He is indeed an all-round housework expert.

"Come on, hurry up and come over to my sister's side."

Vilas smiled and waved to the twins. Sirus and Aikelu were a little hesitant at first, fearing that Vilas would be angry. After hearing her greeting, their childish and cute faces immediately bloomed with flower-like smiles, and they hugged the pillow and rubbed their hands. He rushed into Vilas's arms.

"Look at you, really."

While hugging the two of them, Vilas pulled the quilt to cover their smooth calves that were shivering with cold, completely entering the role of mother.

"Well, you three can sleep, I'll go next door..."

I scratched my face and pointed to the door. Before I finished speaking, Xilusi and Aikolu turned back at the same time, and there was another circle of mist in their cute big eyes.

"Ecolu, I said no, my father would be in trouble." The sensible Sirus lowered her head, trying hard to hold back the tears in her eyes, her voice was choked and trembling.

"Are we bothering Dad?"

Ecolu sniffed and looked at me with tearful eyes, showing an expression like an abandoned little animal.

"No such thing, absolutely no such thing. Dad is wrong. Dad is not going anywhere. He can sleep with his lovely daughter. He is so happy that he almost faints."

I made an exaggerated gesture as if I was about to faint, which immediately made the two of them laugh out loud. That innocent and bright smile like a sunflower made my eyes dazzle.

Walking stiffly, I sat on the bed tremblingly. Vilas smiled and let go of her hand. The twins in her arms immediately rushed over as if they were liberated, hung on me, and kept rubbing their soft cheeks against mine. , petite body. They are as soft and light as marshmallows, making people feel like they are holding them in their arms to protect them, but they dare not use force for fear of accidentally breaking them.

"Alright, Sirus, Aikelu, stop making trouble and go to sleep." Vilas pursed her lips and snickered while looking at me in a hurry. While raising his hand gently, the magic lamp suddenly dimmed.

Silos and Aikelu simply threw the pillows aside, spread my arms to the left and right, hugged me like a koala bear, and rested their heads on their arms. There was a look of peace and happiness on his face, and soon he started breathing evenly.

One sheep, two sheep, three sheep...

I dare not move at all. The body is like a shabby robot that has been soaked in acid rain. It is straight and stiff, and every time it moves, it makes a squeaky metallic sound.

Five hundred and fifty-six sheep, five hundred and fifty-seven sheep...

Tick ​​tick tick, half an hour passed without any sleepiness. At this time, a pair of soft little hands came over gently. I turned my head stiffly, and Veras, who raised her head slightly, was conveying tenderness with her dark eyes full of smiles.

"Sir, can't you sleep?"

"Um."

"How does it feel to have a daughter?"

"It should be said that it is the worry of happiness." I tilted my head and thought about it, then replied with a smile.

After a while of silence, the hand holding mine suddenly tightened.

"If, if it were your daughter and mine in the future, would you love her so much?"

"Of course. In the future, I will definitely build a castle for our daughters. Let them live the life of a princess." I held those soft hands behind my back.

"Where's my son?" The big shining eyes in the darkness looked at me with a smile.

"Son, my son is not good, he has to go through hard training." I replied without any hesitation.

"Oh~~, it seems that it is better to give birth to a daughter for adults."

"As long as my little Lulu gave birth to me, no matter what."

"grown ups……"

The intoxicating warmth conveyed from the tightly held hands made my tense body relax unconsciously, and I fell asleep in a blur.

Early the next morning, the bright light shining in from the window woke me up. I turned around hazy and saw that where Willas was sleeping next to me, only her unique and faint floral fragrance lingered. In fact, I I have always been wondering, how did she get up from my eyes and ears as a druid? Can she really not make any sound or movement?

Just as I was about to sit up, I unexpectedly found that my body was a little heavier than usual. When I lowered my head, I saw two little cuties sleeping soundly on my head, against the backdrop of two sweet faces, as delicate and black as silk. The long hair is dotted on the white bed sheets, creating a beautiful picture-like vision.

These two little ones, each with his head on one side of his chest, four slender arms around his waist, and even my thighs were tightly wrapped around two pairs of thin legs. Could this be the legendary koala hell? Vilas, help!

My chest felt cold, "Hey, little Xilusi, although your smile is indeed very happy, your saliva is about to flow out!" It's almost dripping onto my chest! Uh... well, whatever, it was already wet anyway. Looking at the water stain on the right side of my chest, I was speechless.

Before Xilusi could calm down, there was another slippery and warm feeling on the left side of her neck. Huh? Aikelu, dad's neck is not a barbecue. It's okay if you nibble it, but don't bite hard. It's an artery there and can kill people. Don't be bad like the little ghost.

After finally waiting for Veras to prepare breakfast and come in to wake up Sirus and Aikelu, I finally breathed a sigh of relief. The twins woke up hazily, rubbing their eyes sleepily, like two flowers that had just bloomed. Pure white lily, slender figure, fair and smooth skin, you can tell she is a beautiful woman at a glance.

It seems that we have to guard against some wild bees and butterflies in the future. Do you want to marry my precious daughter? OK! ! Let’s talk about it after going through my 108-style survival test of Shura Purgatory. Let me explain in advance, although there are no specific examples. But according to scientific estimates, the mortality rate reaches 99.99%. Among those who survived, 99.99% said they were wearing underwear, and 99.99% of the rest claimed they were from the M78 nebula...

"Well, dad..."

With a strong sense of sleepiness, it seemed like a sound coming from the nose. The daughters hugged me affectionately and rubbed against me a few times like coquettish kittens. Then they jumped out of bed and staggered back to their rooms to change clothes.

Two days later, Xilusi and Aikelu have completely integrated into the big family. They go to the West End Market with Willas every day, or help with some housework with Sarah. The ghost instills some weird knowledge. Then we fight against Princess Sanwu’s domineering attitude. Of course, the most annoying thing is that she acts like a spoiled child next to me. From an outsider’s perspective, if Vilas and I were walking hand in hand on the street. I believe no one will doubt that we are a family - lively and lovely twin daughters, a virtuous and beautiful little wife, and an ordinary Druid uncle.

Hey hey! ! Who said the last sentence, stand up for me.

this day. I just came back from Akara, who has been uniting with Kane these days. But after they tried their best to dispel my idea of ​​building a castle, they made a calculation for me to build a castle, a small one. The various expenses alone would cost millions of gold coins, and that's not to mention, the castle is so big. You have to hire servants, and soldiers and other things also need to be stylish, and there are all kinds of decorations, furniture, and supplies. These are not cheaper than building a castle. In addition, Willas and the others will need to change jobs after they change jobs. After going out for training, my daughter had to stay in the training camp most of the time to build such a castle. It's a complete waste of resources.

All right. I admit, I was convinced by them. Of course, it’s not because of money issues. I can raise several million by selling some unused golden equipment and gems. Although I am stingy, I am very generous to my own people. The key is that I don’t want to There are too many strangers at home. Just like Xi Lusi said, the family is crowded together, even if it is a little small, it is warm enough.

As for the clothes, Akara finally agreed and hired Lu Gaoyin's senior tailor to design them, but the production was done by the housewives in the camp. According to her, it would be the same for everyone anyway, so why not do it for them? How about increasing the employment rate in your own camp? Don't underestimate these housewives. As long as they have fabrics and designs to follow, the things they make will never be worse than those of top tailors. In other words, my baby girl will soon be able to wear beautiful ribbons. Dressed up.

"Hey, your Excellency, our great castle master, where are you going?"

In the distance, the old drunkard's teasing voice came. Because of what happened in the past few days, she kept jokingly calling her "Lord of the Castle". Every time I heard it, I gritted my teeth with hatred.

"Of course I'm going home to coax my baby girl. I'm not alone like someone else." I turned my head away and entered the mode of immunity from the interference of old drunkards.

"Hey, don't be so cold. I happen to be a little bored. How about you practice a few moves with me?" The old drunkard shook the wine bottle in his hand with a look of "you hate it", which made me shiver for a while. Grandma Kasha, how old are you?

"It's none of my business if you're bored. I'm busy. Besides, the church that was destroyed last time hasn't been completed yet. Where can we practice?"

"Don't worry about this, just come with me." Completely ignoring my previous refusal, the old drunkard ran towards the intersection with a smile.

"..."

Forget it, loosen your bones, I just happened to practice a new move recently, and I just want to try it on an old drunkard. I said that this guy's performance was a bit weird today. Such a lazy person actually asked to be my sparring partner. It's inappropriate. , you have to be careful.

Following the old drunkard, we turned left and right through patches of jungle. About half an hour later, a large open space appeared in front of us.

"How about it? This is a suitable place, but let me state in advance that you must not spray those energy cannons over there, otherwise your little lover and baby daughter will probably be blasted into the sky." Kasha pointed out Said in the direction of Rogge's camp.

"Don't compare me with your alcohol-only brain." I glared at her fiercely.

"Is that so? But I think I'm smarter than you, hehe~~~" the old drunkard said, and the thief who felt good about himself laughed.

Demo, make you proud! !

I roared angrily and transformed into a blood bear. It was a wise move to take the little ghost with me when I came out.

"boom--"

With the roaring wind of fists, the place where Kasha stood turned into a large pit several meters deep.

later.

There was no time to look back. He twisted his waist and stabbed his elbow behind his back with a big spin.

"The movements are much faster than before."

Unexpectedly, it hit the air, and Kasha's faint voice of approval came from above.

Humph, it's not over yet. I don't feel any sense of accomplishment from being praised by you. I leaned up and my fist suddenly turned into several black shadows, bringing a cold fist wind to cover the entire sky.

"Ah da da..."

Punch, punch, punch, punch. At this time, there was only one thought in my mind. Once I caught Kasha's slippery figure, I punched him without hesitation. One hit missed, and there was a second blow, a third blow, a fourth blow...

Along with countless explosions, the open space was enveloped in a bloody storm. Every time the storm passed through a shadow, it brought up a strong wind. Smaller trees were even uprooted by the strong wind, which was really scary.

But if you are more careful, you will still find it. There is also a small black shadow in the storm. Like an enemy in a stormy sea, he is guaranteed to be beaten all over his head.

"That's not easy, just watch."

The old drunkard stood up with rare pride. The moment the golden spear in his hand stabbed out, three gun shadows suddenly formed and attacked me. I did not avoid it, but let the three gun shadows hit me. On the body, they were stabbed on the chest, right arm and left leg. In addition to a stabbing pain in the chest, the other two places were as light as scratching a shoe.

This is the feint in the dark. It is not a fake move, but to create one or several attacks that are exactly the same as the real attack. When the skill is high, it will be like the old drunkard just now, and even the momentum generated by the feint. It was the same as the actual move, and he didn't wake up until he was hit. But by then it was too late.

Therefore, if I can learn to feint, even if it can only be divided into two, one false and one real, I can more than double the attack range of my moves, which will be an extremely terrifying coverage.

"That's it. Come to me if you have time, of course. I have to be free." Putting the weapon back, Kasha took another sip of wine.

"You guy, why are you so kind-hearted all of a sudden, and you actually take the initiative to teach me?" I looked at the old drunkard who was uncharacteristically vigilant, and I felt a chill. I just felt that a huge conspiracy was shrouding me.

"You think I'm thinking, it's not because Akara saw you indulged in those twins these days and was afraid that you would neglect to practice, so he asked me to train you. See if you have regressed. It's okay, you stinky You're a good boy," Kasha said, shaking his head.

"It turned out to be a prostitute. I wonder why you are so kind-hearted all of a sudden." I immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"By the way, I have a favor for you to help me with." The conversation changed and the old drunkard approached me with a playful smile.

"No, no, I want to go back and be with my baby girl." I quickly shook my head like a rattle, and sure enough, there was still a conspiracy. He almost fell into her trap.

"Don't say that. It's not a big deal. It's just that at the paper mill, there will be a new round of guard shifts in two days. However, the Harrogath adventurer who was supposed to take over will not be able to arrive until the next day because of something in the team. So there was a blank day, and I was supposed to make up for it. But I also had something to do that day. Please take care of it."

Oh, this is indeed an easy job. I heard that the paper mill has not been attacked by any monsters since it was built. Going there to guard it is purely a public trip.

"Okay, just let me know when the time comes." For the sake of her usual teaching, I just wanted to do a small favor. I patted my butt and stood up, ready to leave.

"Remember to change that vulgar name." Before leaving, the old drunkard reminded him again uneasily.

I know, I know, let’s just change it. It’s really not appropriate to call it red dates and radish. Hmm, how about changing it to watermelon lemon punch? But I still prefer pineapple. On the way home, I kept thinking about this issue...

Two days later, at the request of the old drunkard, I set foot on the road to the paper mill. I was accompanied by Kane, who was there to inspect the progress and record the ledgers. In addition, there were four adventurers accompanying him to protect him. , Damn it, why are we both elders, Farah and I don’t have any guards? But luckily, we can ride in Kane’s carriage. Along the way, when we have nothing to do, we ask Kane to tell me about papermaking. The current situation of the factory.

Now the paper mill has recruited nearly a thousand people. This alone has greatly improved the living standards of the camp residents. After the official operation, it can now make a profit of 100,000 gold coins every month. This amount will be increased in the future. However, it is a pity that although the price has been reduced to a very low level, the merchants risked many dangers to cross the misty forest to do business. Naturally, they were not willing to make only a little profit, so after changing hands, they still paid a higher price. As a result, the current price of books has not been significantly reduced. However, when the optimization of the remote transmission array is completed, the distance and risk will be reduced to zero, and then the popularity of books will begin.

Some people may say, isn’t it just a book? Many people don't even have enough to eat. Even if the price of books drops, how many civilians will buy them? This is because you haven't realized the status of books in the hearts of people in the Dark Continent. I once said, the Dark Continent It is a world that is seriously lacking in entertainment. To put it simply, it is extremely lacking in spiritual civilization. As books that can satisfy their spiritual needs to the greatest extent and broaden their knowledge and horizons, they are naturally loved by people. Many civilians would even rather go hungry. You should also save money to buy a book. If you are illiterate, ask the literate to read it. A small book is a capital for common people to show off to each other.

As we chatted, around afternoon, we finally entered the area of ​​the paper mill, but this was a logging area. Groups of shirtless men, and even strong women, were wielding axes to chop down large trees. Chopping down, shouts of hard work, and the earth-shattering sound of trees falling, these sounds are intertwined together to form a heated scene.

Not far away, the outline of the paper mill appeared in my sight. Damn, look at the wall made of solid logs and the soldiers patrolling frequently. It looks like a miniature Rogge. Camp.

As soon as we walked through the door, a bronze statue several meters high stood in front of us - posing as a thinker, holding a piece of white paper in his hand. It looked like he was sitting on the toilet and had just finished preparing the tuba. The gesture of wiping your butt and leaving is no different.

"..."

I silently glanced at the statue from top to bottom, then grabbed Kane's shoulders and shook him without tears.

"Grandpa Kane, didn't I say it? It doesn't matter whether you look like me or not. The most important thing is that you look handsome and have a domineering posture. Why do you look so much like me?"

Kane: "..."

After I separated from Kane, I found the guard who was still on shift in the factory - the level 62 barbarian Bazak from Harrogas. This guy was tall and big, and his little arms were thicker than my thighs. The big guy had a very forthright personality. As soon as we met, he patted my shoulder affectionately, patting me again and again, almost nailing me to the ground.

"Young man, why do you look so familiar? I always feel like I've seen him before somewhere. This is indeed the first time we've met." This was Bazak's first sentence after seeing me.

It's true that it's the first time you meet, but don't you see that statue at the gate every day?

Bazak has been here for a month. According to the rules, after I take over, he will return to Harrogas tomorrow. At this point, he is quite regretful that the vacation is over.

But barbarians are born with the character of being unable to sit on their butts. No, he just finished sighing and became happy again. He could go back to Harrogath to brag and fight with his friends. The monsters here are too weak. It doesn't mean anything.

Khan, don’t you want to tell me that all the monsters and Warcraft within a thousand miles have been tortured by you?