please spare the pokemon

"Charizard, it's not a question of whether you can do it or not." Yao's tone was firm, but his eyes were a little dodgy. "It's because God has taught me that it is extremely narrow to keep the pursuit of beauty within one's own race."

Maid Dragon pursed her lips, and she pinched the corner of the man's clothes tightly. The word "excuse" lingered on her lips for a few times, but it finally turned into a half-sigh and a rant.

"The way you spread that kind of teaching with your arms around the waist of a human girl is really not convincing, Patriarch Fujiwara."

Yao's expression froze.

"Besides, although it is said that I have taught you, in fact, your understanding of the sad wind god from another world is not just from a reader that I don't know where to pick up, and some of his quotations are recorded?" Maid He squinted and said, "Maybe that god is just a funny character made up by some unscrupulous writers?"

"No, I can be sure that the Sad Wind God is real, and he must be unswervingly practicing his own path in a certain world or in certain worlds. I believe him."

"Master, I'm curious, where did your long-standing confidence in the God of Sad Wind come from?" Dragon Maid frowned.

"This..." Yao closed his eyes, and after confirming the existence of "Sorrowful Wind Quotations (Remnant)" in the system props column again, he took out the half-dragon wooden carving from his cuff, held it and tapped his chest. , said with a long sigh: "Because...my God and I are friends of the heart."

Maid Dragon finally couldn't bear this strange answer. She rolled her eyes, got up from Yao's arms, and walked towards the inner hall of the bedroom without hesitation.

Yao opened his eyes, stood in place and watched the maid disappear, then he stepped into the room and picked up the master ball on the wooden table.

As soon as the master ball arrived in Yao's hands, Feng Wang couldn't wait to link it into Yao's mind.

"That ghost is looking for you again?" The bird had a speculative tone, as if she was looking forward to seeing Fujiwara Yoshi's rage. "Just now I felt that guy's breath, and saw your fire-breathing dragon rushing out of the door with flames."

"Your perception ability is very powerful." Yao nodded as an admission, with a calm expression.

"Hey, that ghost attacked you and caused you to collapse your own nest." Now Feng Wang was rather upset. "Why don't you look angry at all?"

"Of course I'm not angry. It can even be said that on the contrary, I'm worried about the safety of that ghost's ghost body." Yao hung the master ball around his waist, with a bit of pity in his voice. "It messed with someone who absolutely shouldn't be messed with."

"Someone you shouldn't mess with? Who? You?"

"I'm not someone I can't mess with." Yao shook his head and said with a smile: "That ghost messed with a lovely, beautiful and hardworking girl. She is usually quiet and docile, but if anyone messes with her If she gets angry, she will hang that person on a high cliff and roast him for three days and three nights."

"Hey, are you sure it's a woman and not a ghost?" Feng Wang complained.

"Even if it's an evil ghost, it's so cute that you can't help but want to hold it in your arms." Yao smiled softly. "For a man, being cute is enough, don't you think so? Feng Wang."

"Don't ask me, I'm not a man."

"But...cute is enough? Tsk, you really deserve to be human beings who can be in heat at any time. In a sense, you are also super scary Pokmon, right?" Feng Wang continued to complain, as expected of a talented god. , Just get along with human beings for half a month, and the power of the trough soars.

"By the way, I just heard you talking about a guy named Beifeng with that fire-breathing dragon?" Feng Wang suddenly brought up another topic. "Sure enough, you're someone's priest, right?"

"This..." Yao stuffed the half-dragon wooden carving back into the secret pocket of his cuff. "Yes, Phoenix King, you heard me right. I do have my own beliefs. The name of the god I worship is Beifeng, but the God of Beifeng is not a god in this world."

"It's really..." Feng Wang, who received an affirmative reply, had complexities written in his eyes.

Thinking of the scene where the guy who defeated him half-kneeled under a certain guy's god's throne full of loyalty, Phoenix King suddenly felt ashamed—it's too embarrassing!To be beaten by a priest!My own god is really in vain!

Such a heavy sense of shame made Feng Wang unable to help asking; "Hey, let me tell you, your strength is not inferior to ours at all, why do you willingly submit to that guy?"

"It's not surrender, but gratitude." Yao said seriously: "I choose to follow the God of Sadness, not because I fear his power, but because I admire his will. When I was about to completely despair about this world, it was his Thoughts saved me."

"What? Thought? What kind of thought?" Obviously, this veiled answer did not satisfy Phoenix King. What kind of thought and will can make a monster whose strength is comparable to or even surpasses the gods willingly follow in the footsteps of others? , she wanted to continue asking, but at this time Maid Dragon had already come out of the inner hall carrying two large woven bags.

"Master, I heard everything inside just now." The maid walked up to Yao, she slightly raised her head to look into Yao's eyes, her voice was cold. "It's not a good habit to talk about people behind their backs."

Thanks to the pre-evolution dragon body, the maid lady has a pair of red dragon pupils that are majestic but majestic. Just looking directly at them will make the opponent involuntarily retreat nervously, and those red jade-like eyes will appear to be angry when they are angry. Even more fierce, others saw it as if facing a sword.

"Oh?" But facing the sword-like eyes, Yao just raised his eyebrows. "What did you hear? Am I praising that Miss Evil Ghost is cute and beautiful? Or am I saying that I want to hold her tightly in my arms?"

Fujiwara Yao didn't panic at all, the girl in front of him was his initial partner, the two lived and ate together for seven years!With such a long company, he had already figured out the depth of his maid, and it was easy to smooth out such small disturbances that could not even be called awkwardness.

"You..." With the knife and sword drawn back, the scorching eyes of the dragon quietly moved away, and the magnificent red color quietly spread downwards, from the cheeks to the tight neckline of the maid uniform, the red-cheeked dragon maid lowered her head , raised his hands silently, and put the two woven bags in front of Yao.

Yao patted her head, took the two bags together, held the girl's hand with his other free hand, turned and went downstairs amidst the maid's soft scream.

Chapter 29 Miss Chaomeng wants me to propose marriage

At this time, Chaomeng was already waiting in the middle of the courtyard, and behind her was a low table full of snacks.

"Yao is so slow." The white knight complained softly to the lord he served. "I've swept the entire yard three times."

Here, Chaomeng has concealed some things a little bit. For Chaomeng, who has a huge mind power like the sea, the so-called cleaning the courtyard is just pushing the ground three times with the power of mind like a bulldozer. It doesn't take much at all. time.

"Sorry, there are a lot of things to tidy up, so it took a little longer." Yao let go of the maid who was almost steaming from the top of her head behind her, stepped forward to take off the helmet for Chaomeng, and touched her head . "Thank you, Mewtwo."

"Hmm—I was thanked by Yao." Under the man's touch, the little resentment in Chaomeng's heart disappeared immediately, and the future emperor of the superpower system narrowed his eyes, and quietly rubbed his forehead against Yao's palm. stand up.

What a contented kid.

"Let's all sit down." Yao walked to the low table and sat down on the floor. Chaomeng quickly ran to the left of the man, and sat cross-legged next to him.

The dragon maid was sitting on the right side of Yao. She took out the wine cup and the small stove from the woven bag she brought down. The slender dragon tail coiled up from behind, and the maid stuffed the tip of her flaming tail into the stove, and slowly Slowly warming up the wine for the man, the firelight reflected her face, outlining soft lines.

During the interval of warming the wine, Maid Dragon raised her eyes and couldn't help sighing. "It's a pity that there are no flowers planted in this yard, otherwise it would be a happy thing to enjoy flowers and drink wine under the moon."

"Really? I think it's nothing." Yao looked at the maid with a smile in his eyes. "After all, there are people more beautiful than flowers here."

The Dragon Maid turned her face expressionlessly, but the flame in the small furnace in front of her suddenly trembled and suddenly became as hot as magma.

"Ah! My wine!"

"Yao! The encyclopedia says that your behavior just now is called 'flirting without marrying'." Seeing the maid frantically saving the jug, the red light on the knight's helmet in Chaomeng's arms flashed, and the elf held a knight-like serious tone He opened his mouth and said: "This is a scumbag's behavior, it needs to be changed... Woo! It hurts!"

"Stop reading some strange encyclopedic knowledge, otherwise you will become a messy child." Yao withdrew the knife from Chaomeng's forehead.

Chaomeng immediately faltered. She glanced at Yao timidly, covered her forehead and asked, "Then...then if I become such a child, will Yao not want me?"

Looking at Chaomeng's cautious look, Fujiwara Yao sighed in his heart. He knew that there was still a knot in Chaomeng's heart. She was still worried that Fujiwara Yao would abandon her. This knot was not brought by him every day. It can be solved by being around, after all, no matter how close they are, the identities between each other are always just "wild elves and trainers".

"You won't become like that, Charizard and I will supervise you well."

"But, but... in case Yao is no longer by my side one day..." Those violet eyes stared at Yao without blinking, like an abandoned puppy.

She just wanted a promise.

"There won't be that day." Yao stretched out his hand and patted Chaomeng's head with a firm tone. "Your father handed you into my hands. If you lose you, that sullen-faced uncle will fight me hard."

"Then—in that case..." Chaomeng blinked, reached out and took out a purple elf ball from the hidden compartment of the armor, and handed it to Yao in a twisted manner. The young lady who asked her lover to sign.

Looking at the vacant master ball, Yao's eyes twitched, he hastily turned his head to look at the maid, and changed the subject rather bluntly. "Yes, yes! Charizard, where is my box? It's the one with the letter A on it."

……

Looking at the box handed over by the maid, Yao took a deep breath, took out the master ball on his waist, and lightly touched the switch.

Accompanied by the soft sound of passing the verification, the red light projected from the elf ball enveloped the iron box in front of Yao, and after a while, the shrunken box fell in front of Feng Wang in the ball, and with a "bang" explosion, There was a loud noise, and the hill-like elf rations were piled up in front of the stunned Feng Wang.

"Success!" Yao clenched his fists and nodded in satisfaction.

"This is..." Maid Dragon was stunned.

"The small space capsule is specially designed to ensure that it will not cause dangerous space turbulence when it is opened in the poke ball." Yao explained. "It was a special prop that I asked Shiluf to make. They spent four years and finally made a stable finished product."

"Yao is amazing!" Chaomeng applauded applaudingly.

The maid frowned. She saw farther than Chaomeng. From a practical point of view, this box is undoubtedly tasteless, unless... the trainer who uses this is going to feed those elves who are absolutely not allowed to get out of the elf ball.

Wait, the master seemed to say... four years?

Maid Dragon took a deep look at Yo Fujiwara. Could it be that... the master had already set his mind on the god four years ago, at the age of 14?

"I have a share too?"

Looking at the hill-like grain in front of him, Feng Wang was very surprised.

Yao nodded. "This is my homemade special food for flight and fire, and I am confident in the taste."

"Hmph! It's just food made by a mere human, no matter how delicious it is..." Feng Wang made a disdainful evaluation in Yao's mind, while lowering his head and trying to peck a little.

Then, the divine bird suddenly widened its eyes.

"Wait, this, this smell..."

Yao quietly watched the divine bird in the ball dive headlong into the pile of grain to feast on it. It wasn't until the hill of grain shrank two full circles that he asked aloud, "King Feng, are you free now?"

"What's the matter?" It seems that the "Fujiwara Yoshi's Special Ho-Ou Special Attack Ration" really suits Ho-Oo's appetite, and now Yao's entire mind is filled with the swallowing sound of Hoo-Oo's involuntary swallowing.

"I suddenly feel a little confused in life, and I hope to get the guidance of the gods."

"God? Don't you have a god you believe in? Ask him, why ask me?"

"I can't contact My God of Sad Wind, and he can't answer this puzzle for me." Yao said: "I think, only Miss Fengwang in this world can help me."

Feng Wang was taken aback for a moment, then proudly raised his head from the pile of food. "Oh! So it's like this, only I can do it, and I can't do it without me... Oh, I really can't help it. For the sake of food, you can ask!"

"I once read a story in a book. The protagonist of the story is a queen with magical powers. She tried her best to protect her kingdom, but one day, the queen was betrayed. In order to gain the power of the queen, all her subjects Some people formed an army, they attacked the palace, and even tried to use the lives of innocent people to force the Queen to submit." Yao spoke in a very soft voice. "Then, that queen killed all the rebels and left the kingdom angrily..."

In the master ball, Feng Wang suddenly raised her head, she stared at Yao through the transparent shell, and there was faint magma-like anger gathering in the golden pupils.

"That story stopped abruptly here." Yao turned a blind eye to King Feng's gaze. "I don't intend to pay attention to the fate of those who betrayed her, but I'm curious about the continuation of that story. Miss Feng Wang, how do you think the queen who ran away saw those subjects who did not betray her? She is still looking forward to it Feelings? Or the same hatred for those betrayers?"

"Enough!" The god's neighing sound exploded in Yao's mind, and the expanding majesty was overwhelming.

Although the god who controls the flames of resurrection is arrogant and innocent, she is not stupid. The story that Yoshitaka Fujiwara threw out is obviously implicated, and that is what she never wants to recall and be touched by others. scale.

"You know everything?" Feng Wang swept away the food in front of him with his wings, and the solemn female voice echoed in Yao's mind like a bell.

"Miss Fengwang, I don't understand what you are talking about." Fujiwara Yao and Fengwang looked at each other, the man's eyes were deep, like a bottomless pool.

Feng Wang was silent for a long time, and suddenly sneered. "Of course it's hatred! Yes, those guys did not participate in the rebellion, but they scrambled to revise history, conceal crimes for their compatriots, and put all the blame on the queen!"

"If there is someone who can reveal the truth of the past and make everyone apologize to Her Majesty the Queen, will that Queen forgive her subjects?" Yao asked calmly.

"No! Never!" Feng Wang's voice was firm. "Even if those people all die to atone for their crimes! I will never forgive them!"

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Ps: After thinking about it for a long time, I don’t know what to say during the festival, so I just-I’m stupid and only know the feathers that don’t feed the pigeons, Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, I love you all

Chapter 30 The Good Coward

"Never forgive?" Yao took the wine handed over by the maid, and asked calmly in his mind: "Feng Wang, what you call never forgive is just like a wronged little girl, wandering outside for hundreds of thousands of times. Don't you go home for the year?"

"What did you say!?" Feng Wang growled.

"I just suddenly remembered the ending of that story." Yao drank the wine in his glass. "After that day, the runaway queen wandered alone in this world for hundreds of years. She never appeared in anyone's sight again, and never returned to her home."

"Fujiwara Yo!" Feng Wang yelled, and the flames were faintly visible under her wings. "Stop using excuses like stories to prevaricate me! What on earth are you trying to say?"

"I'm just curious, Your Lady Queen." Yao put down his wine glass and said softly: "If what you said is true, since you always harbor hatred, since you are always unwilling to forgive, why don't you kill them? Just like As you did back then, you sent divine punishment to rebellion and burned the city with fire."

"Are you mocking me?" Feng Wang clenched his sharp claws under his body suddenly, and the god hissed and asked, "Do you think I did something wrong back then? Are you going to vent your anger on your dead compatriots?"

"I didn't satirize you, and I don't think you did anything wrong back then. Those who do anything to achieve their goals should be punished. I agree with your approach. Feng Wang, I'm just stating the facts." Yao said slowly: "Just As I said, there is nothing wrong with the queen who was clearly betrayed, so why should she be the one who leaves her hometown and cannot return? Why should she be the one who hides her face so that no one can see her?"

Feng Wang felt unbelievable, and his chest was full of anger. The man in front of him had always looked peaceful and gentle since meeting him. Even when he used force to subdue him, he still maintained an elegant demeanor. I wondered if I would settle down and be this guy's hand-held elf for a while. Anyway, human life is short, and a hundred years have passed in just one hundred years. Such a perfect partner is rare.

But the current Fujiwara Yoshi has suddenly changed. His appearance is still elegant and perfect, but he looks like a thug wearing a suit and holding a steel knife. He gently opened the wound of Ho-oh, and then stabbed the blade in. Blood splattered everywhere.

"I just don't want to see the disgusting faces of those guys again!" Feng Wang said loudly: "And I don't want to communicate with despicable and disgusting humans anymore!"

"You're lying." Fujiwara Yoshi's voice was not loud, but easily overwhelmed Hoo-o.

"Feng Wang, your reason is not valid, those disgusting guys were burned to death by you, right?" Fujiwara Yao smiled. "You just don't dare, it's not that you don't want to, it's not that you don't want to, you just don't dare. You don't go home because you don't dare to face the survivors, because the people you killed are their relatives, Even if those people made mistakes; you no longer appear in front of human beings, because you dare not guess whether the respect on those faces is genuine or false."

"Feng Wang, you are just escaping." Fujiwara Yao said softly: "Even if you are betrayed, you still love humans, you still long for recognition and praise, and you still miss the days when elves and humans lived together intimately, so You stay away from your hometown because you hope that time will wash away the pain, and you avoid the crowd because you are afraid of being betrayed after giving your heart again, right?"

"..." Feng Wang fell into silence.

"What a good God, what a weak God, and what a stupid God."

"Feng Wang, do you know? Before I met you, before I knew you, I thought that Feng Wang, who controlled the flames of resurrection, would be a proud and strong god, because he was the only one in this world who dared to fight for his life. The God of Death declared war, but he didn't expect..." Feng Wang's soft silence did not bring Yao's pity, and he laughed lowly. "It turns out that you are just a coward who dare not go near the light after being burned by the fire."

"you shut up!"

"Master? What are you talking to Master Feng Wang?" The dragon maid who poured the wine suddenly put down the wine cup with a solemn expression.

The conversation between Phoenix King and Fujiwara Yao happened in Yao's mind, and others could not hear their conversation, but now anyone can see that something is wrong with Phoenix King.

The master ball at Yao's waist was now crimson red like a soldering iron, which was the color of flames. The divine bird living in the ball set off layer after layer of flame waves, and the dazzling red light penetrated the shell, illuminating the the whole courtyard.

"It's okay." Yao looked calm, but the situation in his hand was exactly the opposite of his expression. Right now, the Master Ball, which is said to be "no elves can break free", is trembling violently, exuding a glow from the inside out. High temperature, like a scorching sun.And in order to ensure that the clothes on his body would not be ignited by the terrifying high temperature, Yao had to grab the master ball and put it in his hand. The sizzle sound when human skin touched the high temperature material was uncomfortable.

Maid Dragon's slender eyebrows were tightly locked together at this moment.Of course, this is not to blame her master's inappropriate words for causing Feng Wang to fall into a state of rage and madness. On the contrary, the maid was ready to fight the first time Feng Wang made a change.

As a waiter, she did not question the master's position and reasons.

"Master, please put down that elf ball and notify the residents of Maiden Gorge to evacuate and take refuge. I'll handle the mad Lord Fengwang."

She just finds it tricky.