The witch ladies want me to confess my love

"I forgot to ask before," Fourier said to Karen: "When did you meet?"

Otto winked hard at Kallen, and he almost hit a rock. Kallen said without realizing it: "That was three years ago, I was 3 years old and Otto was younger. At that time, I saw something coming from the wall. I threw it out, and when I picked it up, I found it was a small airplane.

Although I didn’t know who was doing the masturbation, I climbed over the wall and got in, ready to return it to the person who masturbated, and then Otto and I met. "

Kallen smiled and seemed to be entering into memories: "What did I say at that time? It shouldn't be something too embarrassing...

Ah, I think about it. After seeing Otto playing with paper airplanes, I also wanted to make one. At that time, Otto was very happy to be recognized by others - even for such a boring thing as folding airplanes, he made one for me.

Then, we became friends and agreed to save the world together.He has a smart mind, and I can lift heavy objects that even ten strong men cannot lift. If we work together, we will be able to protect everyone. "

Fourier raised his eyebrows. Kallen's smile was clear and her clear eyes were full of perseverance. She seemed to really want to take on this responsibility.

It's just that it's unfair to have the weight of the world on her, and she can't bear the weight of the world.

Fourier is already 26 this year. The term "young man" has gone far away from him, but there is still some distance between him and "middle-aged man".

He has realized his limits, accepted his mediocrity, embraced the peace of mind, and suppressed his material desires.

However, why was he so unwilling to face the smile of a little girl?

Reason told Fourier that this emotion is called "jealousy".

Broken hopes, aborted talents, failed careers, frustrated ambitions all pile up and turn into jealousy.

Fourier suppressed his emotions and replied: "If there is anything I can do to help you, please let me contribute."

"Yeah."

Karen didn't think too much. In her opinion, Fourier was a trustworthy... uncle. He was a little premature and a little depressed, but he was actually an honest and kind-hearted person.

Sometimes he was very philistine, but most of the time he fully supported her and Otto, using his experience gained from being beaten by stacked armor to help them deal with the aftermath.

Fourier and Otto were different in Kallen's heart. Kallen saw his efforts and sacrifices, especially the man's receding hairline, which made Kallen feel guilty.

Of course, she would not call Fourier uncle, as that would always create a sense of alienation, but on the other hand, she hoped that Fourier could fill a certain vacancy in her heart.

No adolescent girl is simple, not even an idiot like Karen.

It's a pity that Fourier didn't study the psychology of underage girls. He knew nothing about the hazy and complicated thoughts of girls. He felt that his relationship with Kallen was very ordinary. The Valkyrie only talked about one topic with him the most. The only thing he could do was to persuade him to abandon literature and join martial arts and become a swordsman.

"You have the hands of a swordsman. You asked me what I based it on. Of course I thought about it...ahem, it was intuition.

Hey, don't laugh, my intuition is very accurate! "

This is Karen's reason.

"I don't see what career these hands are suitable for, but Fourier, I recruited you because you have a pair of dexterous hands.

You are left-handed, but your right hand is just like ordinary people. If you use a sword, the Fiore style is just right for you, not to mention that it is also a style born from your hometown. "

This is Otto's reason.

Otto made a mistake. The Phileo style was not born in Ferrara, but Phileo di Ribery was employed by the Duke of Ferrara, and he was also the author of "Flowers of the Field of Hope". The system summarizes how to use a series of weapons, including on horseback and wearing armor.

Fourier sneered at such a statement. He was a 0.5 goose combat power, no matter how much he thought, he would not be destined to be a swordsman. If he exercised too much, his already regressed hairline might recede even faster.

Chapter 19 Fantasy of the Undead V

Baldness has its own benefits. Scholars from the Department of Mathematics at the University of Bologna are all bald from top to bottom. Their wives have as many hairs as they do, which is approximately equal to 0. It is really sad to hear it and shed tears hahahahaha.

Fourier thought for a while and thought that according to the current progress, he would be bald when he was about forty years old. He laughed and cried.

Fourier was more deeply impressed by her ideals than Karen's baldness curse, and his silent heart was also subtly aroused.

"Fight for me, fight for you, fight for Luto and Kallen."

Kiana's words echoed in Fourier's heart. The ordinary man realized that ordinary people were powerless on many occasions. He began to imagine that if he could hold the sword, he would be more helpful to Kallen and Otto.

As Kiana said, when human beings realize their own limits, they will crave magic (lie) and Dharma (words).

The military engineer of the Destiny Organization could not imagine himself holding a sword, but he did have a longing for the sword——

In his magic (lie) spells (words), he is a majestic swordsman, using a set of long swords cut from crystals, with a total of seven colors: mercury, gold wire, emerald stone, blue star, True Red, Young Berry and Snowflake.

No, even though they are seven colors, there is something slightly wrong.

The seven-color scenery in his heart is not an ex-rose doll, but is closer to his essence: the seven colors depicted by his wishes, his demands, his oaths, and his shackles.

Transform: gold

Stable: Orange

Flow: cyan/blue

Dedication: white

Pain: red

Record: Gray

Fourier unconsciously wrote down seven words, which corresponded to the seven colors he was really looking for.

This time, he felt that he had found the correct answer, but this "correctness" still felt lacking. The seven colors corresponded to the seven oaths. His mind had forgotten it, but his body still remembered it.

Have I made a strong oath to anyone?Fourier thought distressedly.

When he was thinking wildly, the scenery in his mind was realized on the drawings with the help of his deft hands.

"Well, what is this?"

The young boss's voice rang in his ears, Fourier came back to his senses, and the image of the crystal blade appeared on the vellum.

Fourier's heartbeat accelerated, blood rushed to his forehead, and fear arose in his heart——

Oops, my boss caught me fishing while working!

"Well, I think I can..."

"No, you don't want to." Otto reached for the brown paper and looked at it, "I didn't expect you to have the talent of an artist."

"It's just about drawing what you imagine."

"But it's not reasonable. This length needs to be weighted on the hilt."

As expected of Lord Otto, finding rationality in graffiti.Fourier thought, there is really no one like this.

"Its blade is not forged from metal material, but cut from a whole piece of crystal. It is lighter in weight than metal."

"But it will become very fragile. Tianming has always been at the forefront of equipment updates, but at the moment, the most reliable weapons are still metal-forged weapons and the legacy of lost civilizations..."

"Leftover?"

"It's nothing," Otto turned his head. "With your skillful hands, you can only control two swords at most, but you drew seven. Are the extra ones used as spares?"

I'll just make a doodle. If you do this seriously, you'll lose, Mr. Otto!

"There are five swords stored in the weapon box. When the box is unfolded, it can be turned into a shield. There is a musket at the tail. With the recoil generated by firing the gunpowder weapon, the crystal blade can be pushed out faster, or the crystal blade's slashing can be increased in power."

"You have seven swords, five of them are stored in the weapon box, and the other two must be held in your hands. Do you plan to use the remaining five as throwing spears?"

Fourier made a gesture of surrender, and Otto's eyes were filled with pride as he took Fourier's kraft paper notebook into his arms.

Fourier tried to pull the note out of Otto's chest and found that Otto was hugging him tightly and had no intention of letting go.

He smiled bitterly and said: "Sir Otto, don't take it so seriously. The crystal blade and whatnot are just a joke."

"Let's try and see if we can make it. I'm a little interested."

Only then did Fourier notice that Kallen was missing. Otto seemed to have read his psychological activities and answered in advance: "She has training classes. If she wants to fight against Honkai, she can't just rely on her passion."

"But Lord Otto," Fourier said carefully, "Miss Kallen's fighting style, uh, you know it, headless and reckless, people go crazy, either kill the enemy or be killed by the enemy, all the clever tactics She changed it to 'I Xunsi' and 'F2A'."

Otto sighed. When Kallen was around, he was like an obedient puppy who liked to lick people. When Kallen was not around, he turned into an old man, looking like he would work overtime for Kallen to the end of the world. , so that at a young age, he was as bitter as El-Melloi II and had deep hatred.

It's such a pity that she looks so cute.

Otto raised his head, his lake-green eyes reflected Fourier's chin: "My intuition tells me that you seem to be thinking about something rude."

"No, no, absolutely not, I'm just thinking about you."

Otto didn't say anything, but he calmly took two steps back, looking at Fourier with eyes full of disgust, facing away from him, ready to throw a cup at any time to deprive Fourier of his right to breathe.

"I wonder when you and Karen will get married."

"I'm not, I'm not, don't talk nonsense."

Otto's defense collapsed, and he waved his hands in a panic and said, "This is a matter decided by the family elders. We are good friends and have never thought about it. As long as Kallen is happy, I will do anything."

"Then you love her?" Fourier asked.

"I... none of this has to do with you!"

Otto stared at Fourier angrily, and the latter made a surrender gesture and said: "This is the experience of people who have been there. If you like her, it is better to confess your love as soon as possible."

"Tie you into a church and get married like Kiana did?"

"The smell of lemon is very strong, Master Otto. Miss Kallen will never do that to you. Just give up." Fourier rubbed his head: "We are both men, so let's not hurt each other. .”

"Who is as manly as you?"

Upon hearing this, Fourier's eyes suddenly became sharp. Under his gaze, Otto had already interrupted the conversation and forcibly changed the subject.

"Sir Otto, today is Monday. The weather is sunny. The south wind is level 55 to level [-]. The air humidity is [-]%. I ate on the way and am not hungry. I just took a shower last night. I bought my coat last month. I am very satisfied with the salary and working environment. I use therapeutic punches to put patients to rest without any psychological burden. I don’t smoke, drink or have extramarital affairs. I have no thoughts about Miss Karen.

Lord Otto, I have answered this in advance. Is your way of changing the subject sufficient? "

"Fourier, you are stronger now!"

"Then, I have something to say. Please listen carefully, Lord Otto."

Some strange feeling prompted Fourier to speak and give a long lecture to Otto.

Thinking about it carefully, why did he want to protect Otto and Karen, why did he want to interfere in their private lives, and why did he have the desire to be close to them.

It was as if a clever puppeteer controlled a puppet named Fourier with silk threads, allowing the puppet to perform the story preset by the puppeteer on a stage that had been set up.

However, how is it possible? He, Fourier, is not an important person. Who is a big shot who is full and has nothing to do? If he doesn't engage in basketball, he will mess with him... Ah, no, if he doesn't engage in big things, he will mess with him. .

Fourier asked himself, he was just an ordinary engineer of destiny, what could the boss see in him, a 25mm 7.2 times single-barreled cannon?

He held the pocket watch containing Kiana's portrait, and Kiana told him to do that whenever he couldn't figure something out.Now, he felt that his heart had returned to peace, and all doubts and feelings of disobedience had disappeared.

"The reason why I suggest Lord Otto to confess is because the world is like this: you have done a lot of things for the person you like, but you don't say it, so she doesn't know and can't understand your sacrifice, or enjoy the results with peace of mind. .

Love is a good reason for people to do things that would be too ungrateful to judge by the standard of ungratefulness.

So she threw herself into the arms of another person without any burden, kissing and hugging each other at the sunset, while the person she abandoned was lonely and helpless, just like a stray dog, barking, barking, and whining. Nothing else can be said. "

Fourier's imitation of licking a dog made Otto laugh... He smiled and stopped laughing, because he felt the same.

"Sir Otto, do you like to read novels? It's not Jin O's imaginative genius or your empire, but serious novels."

"Look, it's time to change your mind."

"Then I recommend "The Little Prince". This is a great story: the little prince who is chasing a rose meets a fox midway. The fox is smarter than the prince. It helps the little prince understand what is the essence of life, the philosophy of life, and the meaning of love. Responsibility, it made the prince understand that he loved the rose so much.

The fox then disappears from the story, as the prince chases the rose and is no longer needed. "

"Are you saying that I am the fox in the story?"

"Isn't it, Lord Otto, although you are still at the age of being called a child, you are not a child, so you must understand what I say: best friends are sometimes a curse, especially Miss Karen. girl.

She is a prince, and one day she will find her rose. If you love her, don't be that fox, but become the rose. "

"I……"

Otto was shaken. Although he was very mature, he was still just a child after all.If it were an adult Otto, he would probably be more decisive and witty when it comes to relationships between men and women, instead of being a humble licking dog.

"Why do you want to help me?" Otto asked.

"Didn't I tell you that there are some unkind people in my family? Otherwise, why would I, a Ferrara native, come here?

Seeing you reminds me of my past self, and letting bad things happen again is not a pleasant memory.

Lord Otto, there is no need to doubt that this is just a small kindness, let me, a married person, be the fox who will eventually be abandoned,"

Fourier put his hand on Otto's head and touched it, "You and she are both good children. I hope you can be happy."

Not to mention, Master Otto's hair feels pretty good, with a silky texture like a girl's.

There was a hint of astonishment on Otto's face. He narrowed his eyes unkindly and said, "Fourier, how dare you. When did I allow you to touch my head?"

Before Fourier took his hand away, he lowered his head and said, "But seeing that you are a fool, I forgive you."

Such good intentions are not rewarded!But you are so cute, I forgive you.the man thought.