Diablo Destruction

"Is there any trouble again?"

I walked into Akara's tent with a desperate pace, my voice growing louder.

"Dear Wu, this won't work. Young people must be energetic." Akara looked at me with a smile, sat on the chair calmly and took a sip.

"My youth has long been turned into a sharpening stone, sharpening the sword in my heart." I looked up into the distance with a stern expression, my eyes fleeting.

"Huh?"

"I'm sorry, please forget what you just said."

Why do I have to say something that only chuunibyou patients would use to pretend to be 13, you bastard! !

"What's the matter? As you know, I still have to accompany Vilas and the others to practice." I made up my mind that if there was any trouble, I would secretly take Vilas and the others away for fun in a few days.

"I'm not busy, and it's not an urgent matter. I just saw that you were back and I just had some time, so I wanted to talk to you first."

Akara drank the refreshing water unhurriedly, with a peaceful expression as if he could maintain this posture for a hundred years, just like the reincarnation of the tea-drinking god.

"Isn't it something that will be done in two or three years? In that case, please tell me later." Thinking of the last time we got married, I blinked and said.

"It's not that long-term, probably in a month or two."

"Tch, time calculation is really accurate. Tell me first what's going on?"

One or two months is exactly the time it takes for Vilas and the others to fully adapt to the experience in my mind. I want to squeeze out all the leisure time I have when I plan to sleep until I wake up naturally, and eat until my stomach cramps. ?

"That's not the case. It will be about a month or two later. It's because you have to wait for someone to go with you. She will come back around that time."

"Waiting for someone? Who?"

I was very surprised. It turns out that there are still people who are going to be exploited by Akara. Thinking of this, although I feel a little sorry for the unknown human-shaped shadow that has a big question mark in my heart, I really find a sense of balance in my heart that is gloating about others' misfortune.

"You'll know when she comes back."

Akara said mysteriously, with a sly smile on his face, it was clearly saying, I just want to whet your appetite, if you want to know. Just show it.

Tsk, I'm not someone who's easily fooled. If you don't tell me, I'm still not interested. I curled my lips in disdain and changed the topic.

"Then it's okay to tell me the name of the other person's milk when he was a child..."

"..."

For a while, the cup in Akara's hand stayed at his mouth and bubbled.

The conversation finally got to the point, and it took a while. Only then did Akara put the whole story of this mission into my mind.

"In other words, this time I am not going to be a peacemaker, but a peacemaker?"

I looked at Akara blankly, why do I feel like I have always been playing these roles recently? 502 and stuff like that, gluing two items together.

"That's right. It's also wrong. Although the mission this time is indeed of a similar nature, the person who takes on the mission of envoy is not you, but another person." Akara corrected him with a smile.

"So that's it."

I breathed a huge sigh of relief. It's okay to get married, just get married. What man doesn't know how to get married? Even an idiot who really doesn't know how to do it can still do it by knocking him out and sending him into the bridal chamber. If there is any technical content, it can only be done in bed... ahem, that's that time.

But this is different from being a good ambassador. You not only have to be able to fake a smile. You have to show good teeth, have two dimples, and have a mouth that is open and smooth. If you can tell other people's farts that they smell good, then you are qualified. Isn't this obviously contrary to my ability?

"No, the other person is actually the protagonist. Then what's the use of me going? Do you still need me to be a bodyguard?" I suddenly jumped up. This was the crux of the problem.

"That's what I said. But after all, you have to let someone with status go, and you can't let others down, right?"

In other words, if I am the boss and the other person is the secretary, the boss is responsible for drinking and the secretary is responsible for business? Okay, I get it.

"Let me confirm again, that is to say, my mission this time is to go to the Demon Fortress with another question mark person to discuss cooperation matters with the dwarves?" The elves have passed, and it is the dwarves again, the Adventure Alliance What do you want to do, launch a general attack of all races?

"Yes, do you have any questions?"

After hearing my completely correct conclusion, Akela narrowed her eyes with a smile.

"The big question is, why should I go? Where is that guy Farah? The optimization of the remote teleportation array has been completed. I heard that he is resting these days, and he is causing explosions in the camp to harm the residents. He is so idle, why not arrest him? he goes."

"I think so too, but only Farah can't."

Akara, who was drinking the refreshing water, suddenly sighed and showed a helpless expression, as if he had some unbearable memories.

"Why?"

"Well...he doesn't get along well with the dwarves. Anyway, if you let him go, bad things will happen."

Akara didn't seem to want to explain in detail. There was an inside story. Could it be that the miser had an affair with the dwarf queen and then dumped her? It's probably possible. Although I can't imagine how terrifying the Dwarf Queen looks with her flaming red lips, height and waistline of 120cm, but Farah's hobby cannot be understood with common sense, huh.

"Well, that guy will come back and tell me when the time comes."

Anyway, I'm just going to drink and have fun, and maybe go whoring. However, I won't fall in love with a dwarf woman. Besides, I am loyal to Willas and the others, so how can I go out and fool around?

"Okay, I'll let you know when she comes back."

When he said "she", Akara seemed to emphasize his tone, which was a bit meaningful. There was a ghost, there was definitely a ghost. I didn't know what this old fox was planning, so it was better not to ask more questions. If I ask, maybe my good mood for a few months or two will be ruined.

So, I bid farewell to Akara and went to the miser's lair. Of course, I wasn't going to ask how many legs he and the dwarf queen had, or to be jealous of his vacation. We have business, do you understand?

"Stingy man, come out quickly. Tell me what's going on between you and your dwarf queen?" I shouted loudly when I saw Farah's tent from all the way.

"Asshole, you've always been in love with the dwarf queen. Your whole family has been in love with the dwarf queen."

This sentence was like a catalyst. Before he finished speaking, Farah's tent started to make noise, and in less than 0.01 seconds, he rushed out of the tent door. Both hands were still holding two glass test tubes filled with unknown liquids. They seemed to be conducting some important experiments and had reached an important moment.

What, how could I, a magical idiot, know that this was a critical moment? Because, the liquid in those two test tubes. Being interrupted like this, it started boiling and bursts of intense white light erupted.

Then, I pointed at the test tube with my finger indifferently. Trying to remind me, Farah angrily looked down at my finger, and his mouth suddenly opened into an "O" shape.

Time seemed to pause for a moment. A violent explosion suddenly sounded from the door of Farah's tent, and the thick black smoke rising into the sky formed a strange smiling skull shape in the air.

It seems that we have become accustomed to such events. Such a violent explosion did not attract the attention of any mage. Everyone still did their own thing. I saw two young mage with my own eyes. They walked by while talking calmly amidst the explosions, without even glancing here, and the conversation was not interrupted for even 0.001 seconds.

In a sense, Scrooge's presence in the campground is really subtle.

"You bastard!!"

Farah, who was blown into a black shape, flew over to me with his blackened beard shaking, and struggled with me.

"I just care about your other half."

With a tone that sounded like a neighbor's warm-hearted aunt admonishing an unemployed young man who was not doing his job properly, I punched Farah's old face with all my strength.

"My significant other is none of your business?"

The miser's right hook came over, and his eyes suddenly went black. It seems likely that it will become a national treasure.

"Why is it none of my business? Otherwise, why don't you dare to go to the dwarves to see your old sweetheart, the queen. It's not because of you that Akala let me go."

"It is true that I have a grudge against the Dwarf King. But who told you that the Dwarf King is a woman?" After hearing what I said, Farah was so angry that he almost grabbed my neck and strangled me.

"No one told me so, but the Grand Elder of the Alliance is Akara and the Elf King is also a woman. Logically speaking, there is nothing wrong with thinking that the Dwarf King is a woman."

I laughed and distanced myself. This stingy guy has a lot of fist strength. Without the attribute bonus of a full set of golden equipment, I really suffered a big loss in terms of strength, so I stopped playing with him.

"Your eldest sister is a woman, and your second sister is a woman, so don't you have that thing down there?"

"..."

This old man has made great progress in his complaining skills recently.

"I won't talk nonsense. Old man, have you got the large-scale energy potion? Give me dozens of bottles."

As soon as I got into Farad's tent, I glanced around, trying to find something useful to stuff into the inventory.

"What do you want that thing for? Aren't you afraid of being burned by lust?" The miser immediately rolled his eyes and spoke without any courtesy at all.

Energy potions are also divided into large, medium and small, as well as high-end and super, but it does not mean that bigger is better. Which level corresponds to which model. If a novice of several levels is allowed to drink a large energy potion, it will really be like drinking it in one go. There is no difference between the next ten bottles of non-expired Viagra with authentic anti-counterfeiting labels and ISO9001 certification. At my current level, I can only drink medium-sized energy potions when I am exhausted. The large-sized ones must be at least level 50 or 60 for an advanced adventurer to use.

"It's not like you don't know that my blood bear transformation, small energy potions are not effective at all." I spread my hands and said helplessly.

"oh!"

After a simple reply, Farah turned his attention back to his unfinished experiment, as if I was not there. After a while, he said absentmindedly.

"The research has been done, but it has not been mass-produced yet. No, look, the prepared materials are there, just mix the three solutions together."

As he spoke, he casually pointed at the three glass test tubes placed on the shelf in the corner. Each contained liquids of red, yellow and blue colors, which looked a bit mysterious.

So that’s it, such a simple thing. Just let me do it for you.

Seeing the miser falling back into his experiment that had a 99% chance of exploding, I wiped my nose and smiled. Alchemy is not as mysterious as I thought. Let me take a look and find a cup first. Oh, yes, yes. Then mix the liquids in the three test tubes. Should you pour them together or separately? If you pour them separately, what is the order? Forget it.

Innately lazy thinking. It took me less than a moment to think about it, and I chose the least nerve-racking method, pouring the liquid from the three test tubes into the glass at the same time.

Slender test tubes cannot hold too much solution. So after a while, I poured it all out, filled the bottle half full, and mixed equal parts of the three color solutions together. There were clear circles of charming ripples, forming three circles inside the bottle. A bright world, and then the entire bottle began to glow faintly. The three solutions seemed to be slowly merging.

Oh, it's done, it turns out that the joy of success is so exciting. At this moment, I seemed to see a string of golden words popping up above my head.

Large mental potion is successfully produced, alchemy experience +100000

Large mental potion is successfully produced, alchemy experience +100000

…(omitted)

The level of alchemy has been improved. Congratulations to player "xxx" for being the first to be upgraded to an intermediate alchemist. System reward xxx. and announce it to the whole world.

…(omitted)

The level of alchemy has been improved. Congratulations to player "xxx" for being the first to be upgraded to a god-level alchemist. The system rewards artifact xxx, god-level pet egg xxx, god-level skill xxx domineering wave, and announces it to the entire world.

"I already have no one in the world..."

"boom--"

Along with the sudden burst of white light, an explosion several times stronger than before boomed from inside Farah's tent.

"By the way, don't touch those things randomly, you have to pay attention to the order."

Farah on the side seemed not to notice that the airflow from the explosion blew the smoke, books, tables and chairs in the tent away from him, and was still concentrating on studying the experiment at hand.

Couldn't you have said it earlier?

Looking at Farah, who was completely focused on her favorite things without any malice, I suddenly burst into tears.

Forget it, I'd better run away at this time. I looked at the messy tent and tiptoed away. For a while, Farah, who was studying alone in the tent silently, raised his head and sighed softly, showing a happy smile, and then Only then did he react and looked around, his expression suddenly stiffened, and a moment later, a roar sounded.

"Boy Wu, I'm not done with you!!"

"yawn--"

I heard Farah's roar in the distance, and I sneezed. I couldn't help it. Who told our family to live in the Mages Guild? But it doesn't matter. The old miser is as easy to deal with as the old drunkard. Just dazzle a few gems in front of his eyes and he will forget everything. At worst, he will bleed a little.

The first experience of Vilas and the others only lasted less than one and a half months. Among ordinary adventurers' experience, it was relatively short, usually at least two months and as long as half a year.

However, I don’t intend for them to experience too much at once and experience too many killings. Just like when I came to Darkness not long ago, they will be trapped in killings and unable to extricate themselves.

The next day, the three girls who had experienced the experience for the first time woke up and started chattering about their experiences. Seeing the natural expressions on their faces, I breathed a sigh of relief and at the same time, I couldn't help but sigh at the world. This person is so stubborn, even a weak girl's ambition is many times stronger than when she first came to Diablo. It is true that women are born in the flames of war.

That afternoon, my two precious daughters came back from the pastoral training camp and trotted over from a distance. They hung on me one on the left and one on the right in a very tacit understanding. Their cute little heads kept arching on my face, as if they wanted to. The longing accumulated over the past one and a half months is over in one go.

"Okay, okay, let's take a shower and change clothes first."

I kissed each of the two little angel faces, then touched their heads and said to the twin with the right ponytail.

"Yes, Sirus."

Then he flicked the forehead of the twin in the left ponytail.

"Aikolu, it's wrong to tease daddy."

"Hey, dad found out after all." Ai Kelu looked at me in surprise with her big black shining eyes, but her expression was more of joy. After all, this represented my concern and understanding for them.

The twins look so much alike that sometimes even the hair on their black bangs after waking up is in the same position and style. They don't even need to look in the mirror, just look at each other, but they can still tell them apart. , the one with the left ponytail is her sister Xilusi, and the one with the right ponytail is her sister Aikolu.

Now, these two little guys have changed their hairstyles. Needless to say, it must be the attention of this naughty little Aikolu. The shy and gentle Sirus will never come up with such an idea.

As for how I can tell the difference, hey, I've already said it, it's a secret.

"Okay, my little baby, be good and go take a bath with Mama Vilas first."

When I saw each of them letting down their ponytails, they looked like a pair of exquisitely crafted little angels inside and outside the mirror. I could only admire God's miraculous workmanship.

"Yes, Sister Willas."

She nodded obediently, and when she saw Vilas sticking her head out from behind, the two little angels immediately greeted her. Although they still couldn't change their name to Vilas' mother, there was actually no difference in attitude. As for the title, , it’s better not to force it. If you call Vilas’ mother, what about Sarah? Also called mom?

You must know that Sarah herself looks like a little loli, and is only four or five years older than them. It must be awkward to call her like this. Having said that, Vilas is five years younger than me, which means she is only older than them. When you are less than ten years old, it seems that you are okay to call me mom...

Forget it, just let nature take its course. Let’s first think about what stories to tell at night to put the two precious daughters to sleep. Everything in their minds is almost empty, and the daughters’ appetites are getting bigger and bigger. As a Being a successful father puts a lot of pressure on me.

Xilusi and Aikelu only stayed at home for two days before they had to go back to the priest training camp. I personally sent them to the training camp, and the two little angels pulled my sleeves with eyes wide open. If I let it go, that pleading look was simply a replica of Sarah's back then*2, leaving me powerless to resist. So the pastor and teacher were surprised to find that there seemed to be a mysterious uncle in the class today.

Hey, hey, baby girl, please be considerate to daddy, okay? Look at the sun going down. Do you want me to stay here with you two for the night?

In the end, I fled back in embarrassment and swore to God that I would never accept any form of daughter before raising these precious daughters. Of course, if they are big-eyed, cute, coquettish, and disgusted with their father, If there are one or two more, it may be acceptable if there is no other way, but it must not exceed 12! !