My Wife is Tim

"No, in the end, Hubby destroyed my hometown...that's the definite past."

Hearing these words, Hubby felt the 'pain' that should not have been there, and seemed to be about to fall down——

"Um~... I really am a fool, because I also think so at the same time-"

Whether it was to hide his embarrassment, or to laugh at himself, Rick scratched his head.

"—If I deny Hubby's past that destroyed my hometown—then we won't meet again."

"..."

Hubby couldn't breathe, she should be a machine without breathing organs.

"The result is the result, and it doesn't make sense to misinterpret it. Humans are not creatures like that."

Rick approached slowly and crouched down.

"Having tasted the pain of the result, crying with remorse - moving forward thinking that next time must be successful, so -"

——Rick's hand gently wrapped Hubby's cheek and lifted her face up.

"That's why... Hubby is interested in me, right?"

With a childlike smile, Rick finished, waiting for Hubby's reaction.

And seeing the expression of fear reflected in Rick's eyes, even Hugh was surprised.

And Rick, as if to appease her, continued in a calm voice: "I will not deny everything in the past."

"Hubby's past, the present who is by my side, and the future I want you to continue to accompany me. These are all things I love."

"Forget your guilt too. Excuse me, human beings—no, I'm just stupid. Anyway—I don't have the space to do anything but now. Look forward to tomorrow, hope for the next time, these are all building blocks. Build on the past."

So, Rick took Hubby's left hand.

"As long as Hubby is around, even in such a world, I want to live."

Putting the ring lightly on her ring finger—

"As long as Hugh is here, no matter what difficulties I encounter, I will not be discouraged."

Seeing the ring - the red stone like Hugh's eyes -

"As long as Hugh is here, I won't lose my smile again."

Then Rick, as if troubled, said:

"So if you don't hate me—"

"I don't hate—! No, that kind of thing—!"

Hubby shook his head as if interrupting Rick's words.

Rick reached out to her.Then ask her:

"Then don't mind the reasoning—would you like to go down the same path as me? As my wife..."

……

.........

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In a hurry, Hubby discovered something.

Before you know it, the storm of errors that cover up thinking has stopped.

"...So, that's it..."

——The Ex-Machina is the corresponding race, and if necessary, it will transform itself according to the needs.

She didn't know when it had such a function - but a tear slipped down her cheek and she understood.

The storm of errors, the errors that contradict logic, are all integrated and named.

That's it - feelings!

"...Rick."

"Ah."

"...As you can see...I really don't deserve you for me, but—"

Shuby squatted down and replied in a wet voice:

"...Please let me always, always - be by your side, beside you..."

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above the sky.

The huge lifeform is like a land floating in the air, and countless blocks are scattered in disorder, stacking a fortress city emitting a faint moonlight.

——Abonte Heim, belongs to the country of Flügel, and is also the second-ranked fantasy species in the rank sequence of the sixteen races.

"One thing to say, although they are called fantasy species, this thing is much more powerful than Xingyue's fantasy species."

Annan's figure was illusory, looking at the city of Flügel from a distance, and he was amazed.

Most of Xingyue's fantasy species are legendary mythical beasts and beasts, and the most apex is the evil dragon Fafner, with average strength.

In this world, the fantasy species is really a race born from fantasy, a life independent from the normal ecological system, and it is another world in itself.

In particular, this fantasy species cultivated by Art, Annan reckons that weaker gods may not be able to beat it.

"Thinking about it like this, I suddenly feel a lot of pressure."

Annan sighed, then took out the mirror and looked at his handsome face. With such a handsome face, he might become bruised and swollen again later.

"His grandmother's, Abonte Heim is considered a god's combat power. All Flügels can slay gods, and that guy Artexu can beat ten of them."

"Thinking about it like this, I suddenly felt a sense of desolation like Yi Shuihan."

Can it not be dreary?

If they get into a fight later, Annan will be the one who was beaten.

Although the strength of the Flügel and Abonte Heim alone is not a threat to Annan at all...

But when he was fighting against Arto, the subordinates of Arto were likely to be the last weight to tip the balance of victory and defeat.

"Why don't I go with you, Annan, so I can rest assured."

Tiamat's lips pursed slightly, and he pulled La Annan's sleeves a little worriedly.

My man is good at everything, but he is too masculine. He wants to carry everything on his shoulders, and he never wants her to be involved in such things as fights.

She is a dignified Mesopotamian god of creation, and her strength can be considered earth-shattering, but most of the time she can only be a nurse.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with being a nanny.

Anyway, her mother's milk supply is absolutely sufficient. The flesh and bones of the dead make it difficult for Annan to die. When the source of the explosion was so severe, it was not Tiamat's milk that came back.

The husband and wife work together to cut off the money, and one is responsible for the milk and the other is responsible for the milk, which is a match made in heaven.

But this time is different.

Annan didn't even plan to bring Tiamat this time, as if Guan Gong possessed a body to go to the meeting alone, preparing to pick up the entire Flügel plus Artesius alone.

Even if Tiamat wanted to trust his own man, the comparison of combat power was in front of him.

As Annan himself had expected, he was afraid that he would be beaten up again this time.

"It's all right, Tiamat, I know it."

Annan held Tiamat in his arms, looking confident.

"There is no danger of life, and I am repairing it for Art. Compared with the results obtained, getting injured is nothing, but what you are responsible for is more important."

Recalling his plan, Annan showed an embarrassed smile.

The heart of playing tactics is dirty, so in this game, he prepared a huge pit for Arto Xiu.

I have to say that even Annan himself felt that this strategy was too much.

After all, Arte is a fool, and he is full of battles, but it is also fair and square. It seems that it is not good to bully honest people.

After thinking about it, Annan, who felt a little guilty in his heart, reluctantly used himself as a bait, and regarded it as venting his anger for the tricked Artesu.

Of course, this is a lie.

The actual situation is that Arto Xiu is not interested in anything other than Annan. In order to let Art repair out of the pit, Annan can only go on it himself.

"I'm going to Laalte to repair the pit. I'm destined to be weak, but it's not the Artesu side that really decides the outcome, but the planet itself."

Annan floated in the air, looked down at the earth with Tiamat, and said slowly.

"I'm responsible for inducing Flügel and Artosh, and humans are inducing other races. In the future I predict, these two parts are not big problems."

"Of course, in order to prevent accidental Tiamat, you still have to take more care, but that's not the point."

"The real possibility that something could go wrong is the last step."

"Humans do not have the power to penetrate the planet, and can only rely on the power of Hubi to guide the war, but even so, it may not be able to penetrate the center of the earth."

"At that time, Tiamat, you will make up the final blow and capture the Star Cup."

Annan said calmly, and at the same time explained his backhand to Tiamat one by one.

He did cooperate with Rick, yes, but it was more of a help, and even if he followed the trend, he was not ready to put all the bets on humans.

It is his Annan style to leave everything alone.

When he traps Artesius, who is the most capable of destroying the game, and humans successfully induce other races, then the odds of winning are almost [-]%.

Because other gods in this world really can't fight Tiamat.

"The key to the decisive victory is in your hands, Lady Goddess."

With a smile in his eyes, Annan stroked Tiamat's hair.

"Annan, that's what you said, but the most dangerous thing is the situation on your side."

Tiamat was not swayed by Annan's words, and there was still worry in his beautiful eyes.

"Don't worry, I really want to run for my life, but no one can do anything about me. Your man is not a fool, can't he run if he can't beat him?"