Diablo Destruction

> Chapter 1527 Red and White Covenant

"I will leave early next morning. (M_彩&虹&文&学)"

Back home was approaching dusk, and knowing that I was leaving, Sirius and Ecole returned from the priest training camp in advance, holding my arms around at this time, it seemed that they would not let go for a moment.

The little ghost was so heartless that he hid in the necklace and went to sleep. He didn't come out. He chatted with everyone before he left, because Xi Rusi and Ai Kelu adore her so much.

Hearing my words, Verras took a slight figure in the kitchen, then turned around and smiled, dried his hands, and wiped it on the apron, revealing a thoughtful look.

"So hurry up? Although it is said that everything is roughly ready, there may be something missing..."

"No, it's enough."

Linya and I quickly shook our heads and subconsciously glanced at the room. In my room, Velas gave us three clothes and luggage and dry food prepared for the past few days. It had filled the entire room and became a reserve. warehouse.

Because of this, there is no way to do it. I have to sleep in Velas's room these days. Well, is this actually Velas's little conspiracy?

"I'll be bothering you at home, Velas, and Cyrus, Ecole, don't trouble Velas." I touched the heads of the two little princesses and touched them with my forehead.

"Relax, Dad, Sirius (Ecero) will be obedient and will not cause trouble to Mother Velas." The two little princesses nodded cleverly and clapped intimately, softly. 'S delicate face rubbed on my neck.

I have nothing to worry about the two of them, plus the secret protection of Hillmanya and Akara, as long as they are in the camp, the safety of the girls does not have to worry at all. The only variable that makes me Rest assured...

His eyes were like sharp knives, pointing straight at the small table beside the window, while holding the tea cup in both hands while watching the sunset of the red and white princess.

"Huh? Don't worry, I will never be hungry next to the road." I don't know whether it is dull or pretend to be stupid. It took a while to notice the red and white witch princess who was so obvious for my attention. Comforted me.

The ghost is worried if you are hungry on the side of the road!

I yelled in my heart and coughed a few times, thinking about how to talk to Yan Yuese and her.

"Cough, Lingmeng, if you run out of paper, you can always ask Verras to ask, do you know?" I first pointed out something, and commanded her with a long heart.

I always feel that this red and white witch has recently solved the problem of food and clothing by relying on the delicious food and drink in his own home, and has the tendency to regenerate his energy. There is no need to worry about when he suddenly hungry on the side of the road.

So, I started coveting the paper mill. The statue I used to go to the toilet...oh no, it was the statue of my meditator. I couldn't help her.

Originally, I wanted to ask the old drunkard to watch her. It was estimated that only she had the ability to stop this red and white witch in the camp, but the old drunkard had changed into what she is now and could not be expected at all.

"That's not good. I have lived in vain's house for so many days, and I still have to be cheeky to continue borrowing paper. How can I say the majestic princess of the witch tribe, the most basic shame will still be there." Princess White covered her face, embarrassed.

I think as a princess, you shouldn’t be the only one

That's right, although I really want to vomit this way, I still hold back, because what I say is not equivalent to admitting that she has the most basic sense of shame? This must be the conspiracy of the unruly witch witch house festival (fuck), beat bar (fuck), and empty gloves.

"It's okay, it's okay. I can afford this bit of paper. How to say, now the alliance and the witches have maintained a friendly relationship, right? Don't worry about such small things."

I saw that she still wanted to take action against the paper mill, so she continued to press step by step. On the surface, the two of us humiliated each other and had friendly talks on behalf of the two communities. But who knows about the safety of the paper mill? Undercurrent surging inside?

"No, no, just because it is a friendly relationship, so you can't just ask for it." The unwitting witch still salivated the paper mill, insisting on the idea of ​​not stealing.

"Really?"

"Really." The eyes of the red and white princess shone with a very determined look. It seemed to want to tell us that even if the world collapsed, there was nothing in the end of the world that could shake her determination.

"Okay, Hillmania."

"Yes, what did your highness tell you?"

"Take a trip, say hello to Grandma Akara, and say that from tomorrow on, the security measures of the paper mill will be ten times stronger, and several masters will be assigned to be responsible. If a thief is caught..."

After a glance, I pretended to be calm, and the little hand holding the tea cup was already shaking the red and white princess. I laughed a few times: "If it is caught, punish it in the same way as the statue at the door. "

"Yes... yes." Although confused

What exactly does it mean, but Silmanya did not ask much, stood upright, and led away.

"Sorry, I was wrong, please continue to borrow paper." Looking back, the red and white princess was already kneeling on the ground, bowing her head straight, the red bow on the back of the head was facing the ceiling, and confessed. A gift.

Everyone: "..."

Where did the unwavering determination just now go? But having said that, judging the situation and being able to immediately abandon the morale and bow your head to admit mistakes, this red and white witch is really not careless.

"Don't sell any other strange things, because no one needs them anyway." Now that I have spoken, I'll just click straight away, and don't turn around and point at her another trouble.

This guy has also tinkered with a lot of products made of spells, and intends to make a big sale in the camp, earn a sum of money, thanks to this blessing, there has been a big explosion in the camp, and there have been rumors of another bomb demon. Too.

After these, I finally realized that the business skills and talents of this red and white witch are completely zero. No, maybe it is negative infinity.

, I can't think of anything that can be sold, and no one wants it, blindly making some weird things, and then fantasizing about making a lot of money.

I wondered whether I would teach her the general knowledge of the general merchandise needs of the dark continent first, or throw her to the little fox. I believe that for such an ignorant seedling, the little fox who is keen on the knowledge of merchants will definitely inspire Sufficient

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"It's weird, obviously it's very popular among the clan." Red and White seem to be unable to think about it. What is obviously popular in one place, how come there is no one interested in another place?

"Because no one else can use it, bastard, who will spend a lot of money to buy a piece of paper with graffiti!" I finally couldn't help but spit out her part of the idiot businessman.

No wonder they will be hungry by the road, no wonder the shrine is going to close down, I guess if it’s not the black and white girl who can easily say “It’s okay to steal” on the day of God’s birthday, maybe he has been supporting this red and white If so, she had starved to death in the collapsed shrine.

"It turns out so!" With a slap in the palm, she seemed to understand something, figured out something, and found a way to make money.

"As long as I vigorously develop the witches profession here, I can make a fortune in a few years."

"If you just want to make money, I think it would be faster to sell the paper with these spells and fold it into a paper crane." Holding her forehead, I was completely desperate to her.

This guy, definitely can't be a qualified businessman in this life, but...

"Witches' professions, what are the requirements?" I was suddenly ready to move. If this red and white can be allowed to develop the witches' profession in the camp, wouldn't the alliance add another force?

"No... even if you say that, the witch profession must be female..." The red and white princess looked at me with regret, obviously a misunderstanding.

"I don't want to be a witch, I'm just curious to ask!" I wondered what kind of strange way of thinking the coffee table on my mind was to think of such a place.

"As long as you have spiritual power and are female, it's enough."

"Spirit..." I froze slightly, then smiled bitterly.

It doesn't seem to work, and the prophet also needs a person with spiritual qualifications. If this red and white is allowed to develop the witch career in the alliance, then it has become a business with the prophet.

No wonder Akara didn't think about it, maybe she already knew it.

"In short, please share some time when I am away. Wait for me to come back, whatever you want to do." After thinking about it, I still explained the words, seriously, and sincerely to this red and white witch princess Please.

"What's wrong...does it?" Bright and clear, mysterious eyes full of witches stared at me for a while, she asked softly.

"No... how to say, let's trouble your mercy at that time."

"Okay, the agreement is made." The smiling face replied in this way. The red and white witches at this time were not the ones they usually saw. Their faces always had a look of indifference, or she simply pretended to be stupid. The smile is confident and noble, dignified and magnificent, reflected in the golden light of dusk, and looks full of courage.

This may be the true face of being a witch princess, and the other side of the little ghost. Although it is only a short-lived one, it can always give people a strong shock that cannot be forgotten.

"Well, the agreement is made." I also nodded.

This smile was fleeting, she turned around, took a sip of tea, and looked back at the sunset outside the window.

Obviously, this agreement is enough, there is no need to say anything.

I smiled comfortably, and my eyes fell on the tea cup in her hand and the tea set on the table, suddenly suddenly stunned.

Well, the tea cup is a red and white witch. It was held in her hand when she first met her. It seems to be treated as a treasure. The question is where does the tea come from?

After reading my doubtful eyes~www.ltnovel.com~Vilas pointed to a delicate sealed jar in the corner.

"Small Jasmine stays, just put it there, is there any problem?"

"No, no." I smiled delicately, without a word.

In fact, it’s a very precious thing. Perhaps it’s the most expensive tea in the dark continent. I heard from her when she was drinking tea with Princess Sanwu. It seemed to be called a golden thing, meaning a small pot of tea was worth a million dollars. , And money is not necessarily available.

There is only one Sanwu princess in the family who loves tea. If she doesn’t make bubbles, no one will deliberately want to drink. Perhaps because of this, she has generously placed her private collection in that conspicuous place. It seems not Obviously, in fact, what is on the bright side of the house, this pot of tea is the most valuable.

Therefore, no matter how clever she is, she can't think of it. There will be a red and white princess who likes to drink tea.

I really want to see the face of the little princess when she returns to see the tea pot empty~~~

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