Infinite Cute King

"It seems that Daniel has said a lot of bad things about me with you." Facing Limlu's tit-for-tat remarks, Emily was not angry at all, she lowered her eyelids: "But I believe that there should be nothing in his evaluation that I will give up on me. That's right for people."

Emily admits that her behavior has many styles of the Iron Throne, but it is precisely because of this that she will not give up her own people to fulfill others, and will choose to sacrifice the 22 third-party superhumans who helped her a few years ago. , resulting in the miracle and infamy that none of the "our own" troops died.

"You didn't understand me either. What I don't believe is your attitude towards Anna." Limuru shook her head, and a handsome smile appeared on her clean and hearty face, which made Emily slightly startled. , Although the mixed-race pupils are not as pure and blue as foreigners, a little black also adds a touch of depth and mystery to him.

"Oh? Do you think it's safer for Anna to stay by your side and perform tasks together than me, a Sequence 5, to protect her?"

Emily smiled, stared at Brent and said: "Your confidence that is completely inconsistent with your own strength once again shows your mystery-"

"That's why you've worked so hard to protect my value."

Rimuru said of course.

When he wanted Lilith in New York and fell into chaos, although some clues pointed to the Truth Society, at that time, a vampire who had exposed the blood moon domain would definitely not be able to gain a foothold in New York and escape.

On this point, although Emily had a bad attitude and a disgusting temperament, she really helped Limuru and resisted the pressure, but after letting Limuru go through the process a few times, she was temporarily assigned to her.

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While in charge of monitoring, it also has a bottom-up meaning.

In the end, no matter how annoying this person is and how unscrupulous his style is, Limuru knows that the other party is absolutely optimistic about him, and because he is optimistic, he will use it-and his body has returned to China, and he is still willing to operate on this side. , although most of the reasons are because the situation here is more unstable than Xia Guo, and it is dangerous and has greater benefits, but... I am willing to stay under Emily's hands because of a bit of gratitude and repayment. meaning.

"Besides—Anna is desperately trying to move closer to this side with her own efforts, even if her efforts account for a small part of the new bill, but..."

"Her yearning for transcendence and her share of struggle should not be her limitation, and her contribution to the extraordinary in America should not be her burden."

"She should have been an ordinary person who unintentionally came into contact with the extraordinary and had a yearning for it, and made achievements for it. She should have been rewarded for it, but in fact, in your eyes, she is still just a tool."

"There are too many people who want to be extraordinary." Facing Limuru's groaning, Emily smiled lightly, shook her head and said, "But in the end, they all become monsters, you can't possibly give her a ticket, right? ?"

"It's not impossible."

"Ok?"

"The child who has never looked directly at the fear in the door will always be obsessed with the monster behind the door." Limuru said softly: "This mission will let her see the transcendent nature, understand the consequences, and then make her own choice—— This is what I expect from her, and it is also my compensation for her."

"Are you taking your own as a good teacher?" Emily couldn't understand Limuru's thoughts.

good teacher? Maybe, Limuru thought about it, it seems that because of the reason of teaching apprentices and training his subordinates in recent worlds, he likes to guide and invest every time he sees the seeds of talent?

But is it bad for him, and why not?

Plant seeds one by one, and maybe one of them will grow into a towering tree. Why can't the black businessman do this kind of thing?

However, for Anna, Rimuru has a clearer reason

He shook his head and said, "Anna thought I was the noble person in her life, so I have to perform the noble person's duties more or less."

I don't mind giving a chance to anyone who is willing to offer their loyalty to me, so did Dixie and so did Anna.

"Okay, instead of saying that there are some of these, why don't you tell me which country do you plan to let me travel to?"

...

At the same time, India, one of the internal associations of the Society of Truth.

God made the church.

"It's so strange." A blond girl stroked her throat, looked at the information in the window, and whispered softly: "It is clear that the aura of the Holy Son has already reached the territory of Xia, but why does no matter which intelligence agency say that the other party is still in New York? —"

Thinking of this, she tilted her head slightly, revealing a hint of doubt: "Is it possible that the guy who killed me did not activate the existence of the puzzle?"

"No, it's impossible—" The girl quickly shook her head, quietly looking at Brent's handsome face on the virtual screen, and suddenly revealed a strange and obsessed smile: "Interesting... guy."

"Luxinsi?" Suddenly, the dim door was opened, and the strange candle was slightly blown by the wind, and Ox, the leader of Golden Dawn, turned on the lights in the room with a helpless slap: "When will you be able to Don't keep doing these middle school things..."

"Ahhh, that's the atmosphere!!" Seeing the splendor of the whole environment with a pop of lights, Luc Qinsi instantly covered the quilt and rolled twice, picked up the pillow and threw it out: "Call me a saint. Ah bastard!!"

"..." Oaks took the pillow in a funny way, walked over and said, "Yes, yes, Lady Saint..."

Suddenly, his tone sank slightly, and his sharp eyes shone straight on the screen, and the pressure and killing intent burst out like a flame—

"This is..." He narrowed his eyes and whispered, "The guy who killed you?"

Even if he spoke softly, he couldn't hide the raging murderous intent and unforgettable hatred in his tone.

"Yeah." Seeing her brother's appearance, Luc Qinsi's arrogance instantly became smaller, and she quickly got up and grabbed her brother's arm and said, "Hey, hey, don't mess around."

"He activated the existence of the last piece of the puzzle and is the cornerstone of our pursuit of truth..."

"But he killed you..." Oaks gritted his teeth and said word by word: "I also robbed your sequence and made you practice from scratch..."

"...Words... Having said that, but as a pure citizen, I don't need to be afraid of the risk of distortion, so it's not unacceptable..."

"And then I have to call him Holy Son..."

"Well..." Lucchinsi was silent.

"No, the person who activates the puzzle is not necessarily the only one, I still have to kill him!"

Oaks thought for a while, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became. Sure enough, it would be better to kill this existence directly.

"Brother!!" Luke Qinsi said speechlessly: "The puzzle has been kept in my place for so long, and there has been no movement. It's not that you don't know how hard it is to find the successor of Jingmin!"

"Can……"

"But what!" Luke Qinsi raised her hips and said dissatisfiedly: "And the last piece of the puzzle has been activated, which means... the war has started, you kill him at this time, you want to let the pure people give up Opportunity to pursue the truth?"

"What's more, I told you Oaks!" Seeing her brother gradually being roared into self-doubt by her own questioning, Lucchinsi's voice became more arrogant: "He is not just your holy son, he will also be Your—brother-in-law!"

⊙_⊙)??! What?!" Hearing this, Oaks was stunned for a moment, then suddenly raised his head to look at Lucchinsi in disbelief, only to see that she was already blushing, and said awkwardly: " To be honest, when he stabbed the short blade into my neck...like that...a little...a little handsome."

"..." Oaks fell into silence, quietly looking at Luc Qinsi, who had fallen into a state of spring, and suddenly felt a little tired.

This is the fabled...Stockholm Syndrome?

All right, he sighed, suddenly determined to kill that Brent.

Based on this alone, this Holy Son, even if he betrayed the Truth Society, he will kill him!

Hurt his sister and still want to be his brother-in-law? ! Why? Because you are handsome? It should be killed.

...

At this time, Limuru, who had no idea that he was being missed, was doing two things with one mind. While negotiating tasks in New York, he set foot on the streets of Modu to find a harbor of memory.

This is not difficult for the great sage, but Limuru did not let the great sage start the navigation, but carefully pulled out the information in the deep memory, while recognizing the road, he moved towards the It is a small town where tenants and migrant workers are all walking.

In fact, as a local, Limuru does not have some options like those who come to work from other places. For example, if he saves enough money, he will go back to open a store. High consumption and high income bring higher income. The family cost and pressure forced him even if he wanted to open an Internet cafe in the magic capital, he needed a gap several times or even ten times that of the second- and third-tier cities in other places - so he wanted to pursue a higher income. It is necessary to pursue overseas labor services.

So he doesn't have a big impression of the prosperous area of ​​the magic capital - everyone knows the Oriental Pearl and Tomson First Grade, but not everyone has seen it with their own eyes, and not everyone can enter the Tomson First Grade. door.

Just like the slums on the back of Seoul, although the Devil City is not so tragic, there will always be an area for the migrant workers to shelter from the wind and rain, so that some poor locals will not mix worse than the foreigners. As a result, a gathering place has been formed, and a vocabulary has also been achieved, renting a woman.

I want to go astray...

Limuru tilted his head, the delicate girl's face was formed with magic power, it looked gorgeous, and the expensive high-end black gothic dress made him step into this area like a princess. At that time, there were countless surprises, surprises, kind and malicious eyes.

"The so-called near-nostalgia is more timid, does it mean this kind of mentality?"

He smiled helplessly, and the pace under his feet slowed down a bit again—

"It was in this place that I once made the rhetoric that I would live in Tomson's first-class product."

"You did it now."

Ciel seemed to feel the sadness in Limuru's heart, and comforted: "Besides, others have done it many years later, and then things are different, but you have done the opposite and done it nine years earlier, don't you think? okay?"

"Maybe, you can change a lot of things."

"That's why I'm quite afraid." Limuru stood at the door of the community, ignoring the 100% gaze of the pedestrians around, and said softly, "Rebirth and transmigration have different meanings..."

"Time, space... the three-in-one demon king..."

"If it is time-travel, I can understand it as an accident, if it is rebirth..."

"So is it all destiny, or is it just an accidental coincidence?"

"Everyone is telling me to be careful about fate's gaze, but I always feel that I have accidentally stepped into the vicious circle of fate with one foot."

"Having said that, you have to move forward. This world doesn't have the Marvel you remember. Even if it's really similar, it's just a parallel world." Ciel's voice appeared in Limulu's mind, and said, " The front is your home, why don't you go in and take a look?"

Although the ghost has advanced, it can still eliminate the sense of existence of Rimuru and turn into a ghost.

But Rimuru didn't want to do that at all...because it was awkward.

How can he go back to his own home, and he has to be like a thief, and he is sure that his every move is being watched by Long Ruoqing and the satellites in the sky!

I don't know when, it may be the reason why Limlu stayed at the gate of the community for too long. More and more people slowed down, or stopped to look at her. Most of the good-hearted people wanted to help and care, but they were taken advantage of. Mulu's noble temperament and splendor restrain her steps, and some dare not move forward, but there are always some special people who come to you as fate.

Just when Limlu was thinking about whether she would be caught by Long Ruoqing and spanked if she trespassed in the house, a figure suddenly walked up to him and squatted down, and said warmly and tenderly, "Is the little girl waiting for someone? Do you have any difficulties and need help?"

The familiar voice made Rimuru's memory rush out like a flood gate.

For the first time, the lacrimal glands simulated by Rimuru came into play.

And this is what Rimuru fears the most.

The Demon King... met his father.

...

Rimuru wanted to say that it was okay, but after Dad, who had almost blurted out, stuffed it back into his throat like a choked sobs, his tears couldn't stop falling. Suddenly, Rimuru felt that it was not a good thing to imitate too perfectly.

"Do you need me to activate absolute rationality? Although I think that good emotional release is sometimes a good thing for you." The great sage said softly: "But once or twice is fine every now and then, you have to do it yourself to be able to get rid of this kind of emotion. get out of it.”

The sudden choking of the young lady obviously made Limuru's father in his previous life, a simple and honest uncle, obviously flustered. Obviously, he had been savagely raising children by stick-style education since he was a child, and he did not have much experience in dealing with crying girls. ——

All of a sudden, the eyes of the surrounding people were attracted again, and even the entire big man blushed rarely——

At this time, the rescuer finally arrived.

"Dad, what are you doing?" In the distance, a young man hurriedly squeezed in, crying and laughing, and said helplessly, "Those who didn't know thought you were bullying others."

"I...I'm not watching her stay here alone, and she doesn't seem to be dressed like our child...I'm afraid, are you afraid that he will get lost?" The middle-aged man hurriedly gave in when he heard the voice of the young man. Let the figure scratch his head like a child who did something wrong, and said ashamed: "Look... I won't coax the child... you come... you come..."

A more familiar figure squeezed forward~www.readwn.com~ let Limuru's choking stagnate for a while, and the feeling of suffocation welled up in her heart. She raised her black eyes and quietly reflected the other person's figure... That was a previous life, own appearance.

Jiang Rui was actually quite ignorant, because Limuru's appearance and identity at this time really looked like a fourteenth or five-year-old girl——

A seven or eight-year-old child sees a stranger crying and he feels normal, but a fourteen-five-year-old child who obviously doesn't look like a miserable child starts to cry... Instantly, Jiang Rui himself became vigilant, and he always felt that things might happen. Some trouble.

But he still squatted down, took out his mobile phone and prepared to dial 110, and said in a gentle tone as much as possible: "Sister, may I ask if you are in any trouble?"

"trouble?"

At this time, Limuru suddenly calmed down, and the sadness in his heart was instantly suppressed. At the same time as seeing another self, an inexplicable hostility caused Limuru to reflex into a fighting stance. He was very clear about this. What kind of feeling is it, it's the same mentality as someone who stole his belongings——

"I'm hungry."

At that moment, Limuru suddenly had a very strange thought in his heart:

If I ate him, would I...get my parents back?

"Rimuru."

Just when this thought came up, Ciel suddenly called out Limuru's name and said, "You have to make it clear that the current you is Limuru Tenpest, who is about to start a new life. The Demon Lord of the Scroll."

"Why... why do you have to dwell on a life that has failed."