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Whether it is Don Quixote or Rommel, the strength of the body has reached a certain level, so even if the night wind is blowing on the deck of the [-]-meter-high airship, they will not feel any discomfort. Don Quixote De held a bottle of highly distilled alcohol in his hand, and drank a few sips from time to time, "It's a pity, people like you will never appreciate the feeling of using alcohol to soothe your sorrows."

"Am I sick if I'm like this?" Rommel, who was bent over the railing, took a sip with an aggrieved face. Although she could feel the strength of the wine, when she swallowed it, the energy in her body would Instinctively purify this unknown "liquid" that can paralyze the nerves and brain

"Well, to use the special language of our soul-type mages to describe it is "secondary delusional disorder"," Of course, this word is just a random invention of Don Quixote, regardless of the Germanic language system, In the British language system, it is impossible for the word "secondary school" to exist.

Naturally, after hearing this transliterated word for the first time, Rommel also looked suspicious, "I can understand paranoia, what does "Secondary Two" mean?"

"Second two," Don Quixote naturally couldn't tell her the true meaning of the second, and even if he said it, Rommel would not be able to understand it. Thinking of this, he coughed twice solemnly, "meaning that When you experience a certain event, such as the event that I flew from the airship to the ground with my arms in my arms, and this event coincides with what happened in your memory, that is, many, many years ago, my The teacher has done this to you too, using our technical terminology for soul spells to explain it is "forced recall by stress." [

"Because in fact, whether you love or hate you for so many years, from the bottom of your heart, you can't forget my teacher, Alsace. This kind of mentality is like the most famous tension in the Germanic Empire. The Rhine River next to the Moon Sea is wide and swift. If such a big river is cut in half by a wall that falls from the sky, then the final result will be that the upstream river will continue to rise. Normally, you are like this Sooner or later, my mentality will be like that river, when the wall can't hold it, there will be an earth-shattering flood."

"However, you have to be thankful that you have a wife who really loves you, Ms. Angela. I guess maybe her love keeps you wandering between breakdown and normality. When you met me, this theory When someone is very similar to my teacher in terms of identity or behavior style, he will naturally and unnaturally imagine many scenarios, some of which will be venting and beating me, and some will be some cough cough Although you think that the person you imagined is me, in fact I am just the shadow of my teacher, and what you really fantasize about is my teacher. The combination is "Secondary Two Paranoia""

"Unheard of, gurgling, gurgling," Rommel drank the liquor in the bottle without being too spicy, "but it seems very reasonable, this kind of uncontrollable imagination often occurs, will it affect me? ?”

"Maybe for others, but for you, it's like constantly digging holes in that wall, allowing the upstream water to flow slowly, as long as you don't vent your delusional things in the reality For me, there are only advantages and no disadvantages for you. Of course, the most important thing is that you have to remember that not being able to forget the past does not mean that you miss going back to the past. The person who loves you the most is now by your pillow, making What kind of choice can you not let yourself regret, I don't think I need to teach you."

"Hmm~~huh~" Rommel, who has been troubled by that paranoia these days, seems to have a feeling of enlightenment, and even feels that the whole person is much more relaxed. Before, she had been wondering if she had changed her mind, or I was troubled by the idea that the evil side of my personality had awakened again, "Thank you."

"You're welcome," Don Quixote twitched his lips slightly, "Go and find Ms. Angela, she has been very worried about you recently."

"Okay." After a big hug, Rommel strode off the deck, leaving only Don Quixote who was still sitting on the railing.

"Boy, I figured it out. When you lie, it's exactly the same as when you tell the truth." Sure enough, Xia Yadonghai, the dead star who doesn't complain, jumped out again, "But this time, I'm sure You are lying, because her illness is caused by the good fortune of Primordial Purple Qi affecting her soul, and her affection for you has broken through the limit of ordinary friends, but because of her face and her wife, so she can only do it in her consciousness. It's just a fantasy in the sea, what kind of delusional disorder, this woman really believes it haha."

"Sometimes, a white lie is the truth." Don Quixote sighed and carefully put away a few empty bottles on the deck. When this thing fell, it would definitely smash a person into a meatloaf. The power of the fragments is also comparable to that of an explosion, and he doesn't want to create such a sense of killing, "And senior, after so many years, I have also discovered a problem. It seems that the higher the level of the soul, the power of my so-called good fortune is greater. The bigger it is, the easier it is for them to ignore my threats, just like you, who have called me brothers now, I am afraid that you would not have believed this thousands of years ago."

"Forehead"

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"You look pretty good." In the early morning, Rommel, wearing a large pajamas and some kind of furry slippers, squatted on the deck with a large cup and brushed his teeth. With the clear water dripping down the airship along the edge of the deck, it is obvious that not everyone can enjoy brushing their teeth at an altitude of more than 1 meters while admiring the sea of ​​clouds and blue sky.

"It's okay," Rommel said with some slurred words while shouting foam, "You also woke up very early."

Don Quixote, who was sitting at a small table drinking coffee and eating bread, shrugged, "I also like the scenery here, it's very nice, it's much better than living on a ground full of human smoke."

"Thank you," Rommel, who has no morals at all, spit the water in his mouth directly under the airship, regardless of whether anyone will be drenched by her saliva early in the morning, "I have already told my wife Yes, she asked me to thank you."

"You're welcome," Don Quixote stood up and stretched out his hand to Rommel who was squatting there, "Go back, even if you are the Eternal Knight King, there is no need to blow the cold wind here early in the morning. Change your clothes, go to the conference room, and talk about Sky City and Sky Warframe. I didn’t ask about it before because of my trust in you, but now that things have progressed, it’s time for me to find out about this Big guy."

"Ha," Rommel wiped his wet hand with toothpaste on his body, and then grabbed Don Quixote's hand and stood up. "Then wait a minute, I haven't washed my face yet."

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Originally, Don Quixote thought that he might have to wait for a long time. After all, it must take a long time for a woman to dress herself up, even if she is a woman who doesn't like men. It turned out that it only took a few minutes. Rommel was still wearing that pajamas, stepping on She came to the conference room with the pair of fluffy slippers, and the water on her temples proved that she obviously didn't want Don Quixote to wait too long. [

After sitting opposite Don Quixote, Rommel did not throw his feet directly on the coffee table as before, but covered his legs with a nightgown very reservedly. Don Quixote revealed yesterday that he did not know whether it was intentional or not, that after he saw that he often imagined certain things in his mind, Rommel found that he could no longer seem to be casual in front of him. When you see him, there will be an inexplicable embarrassment, which Don Quixote still welcomes. After all, a woman who can see but not eat always teases you intentionally, as a man, it is also very hard to endure.

After all, Don Quixote is still a guy with more emotion than reason. If it weren't for the fact that this woman had something to do with his teacher, and he didn't want to cuckold his teacher, he might have had extramarital affairs with her occasionally. A man who is married to a woman is having an affair with a woman who is married to a woman

"Huh~~" After taking a sip of the coffee Don Quixote prepared for her, Rommel said lightly, "The Sky City was built before I unified the three northern kingdoms, and the information about it from the outside world is limited to this huge city. The mage tower floating in the air not only has strong defensive power, but also can give even ordinary people the power to compete head-on with the King of Knights."

"Can you compete head-on with the King of Knights, that is to say, the guy called Sky Knight's power system doesn't belong to the knight line?"

"Well," Rommel nodded, "You can understand it as a small city in the sky, with a defense and attack power comparable to that of the King of Knights, but the disadvantage is that the power of the Sky Knights will decrease with continuous use. Decrease, although the level of power will not decrease, but the total power contained is constant, and even if it is not fighting, the power of the sky knight will slowly decrease with the passage of time."

"Where did you find such a strong mage who built such a mage tower for you, and even left the final right to use it to you?"

"Ha, can't it be designed by myself? Pop!" Rommel gently put the coffee cup on the table, and gave Don Quixote a hard look with his light blue eyes, "Your What is that look?"

"Okay~ okay," Rommel finally lost under Don Quixote's mocking and contemptuous gaze, "It's good luck for me to be able to build this city in the sky, or because I I was in a good mood."

"I remember at that time, I seemed to have known your teacher, and I also had plans to unify the extreme north. After all, compared to the other two countries, our Germanic Empire has magic-weave chariots and high-level knights like me." King, no matter which aspect occupies a huge

"Choose the point."

"You are really annoying," Rommel raised his legs habitually, which is commonly known as Erlang legs on the earth, "Anyway, a strange guy found me, he looked like he was a few decades old , It was also at that time that I issued an order to recruit folk alchemists, otherwise I might not have the opportunity to meet him."

"He told me that as long as I provide him with enough money and alchemy materials, he can build me a prehistoric, the strongest mage tower in the world, and he can also manufacture knight kings in batches."

"Do you believe it?"

Rommel gave Don Quixote a white look, "Would you believe it?"

Don Quixote shook his head. "I shall think him crazy."

"That's right, I am the same. As the King of Knights, I naturally know how difficult it is to reach this level. Even if I pay more attention to alchemy, it is impossible for me to believe such absurd words, so at that time I had planned to I asked the guards to throw him out, but he actually took out a knife, cut off one of his fingers, and then yelled at me, give him a chance."

"He is also a German, he is ruthless to others, and even more ruthless to himself!"

"Well," Rommel nodded, "I remember his name is Truss, but I can't remember his last name. After all, that guy died long ago, so I gave him a Opportunity, I found out later that my motherfucking really picked up the treasure. If he was discovered by the kings of the other two countries, then there would be no Germanic Empire today, and even if I could live to It's a problem today."

"Cough~ Pay attention to your quality, let Ms. Angela hear it, I guess you will be scolded again."

"Don't worry, I locked the door when I came in."

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