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Abigail immediately walked to the bed and sniffed it like a kitten.

Then, the sharp eyes of the Outer God Miko gradually began to glaze over, and the murmuring resentment from the abyss wrapped around her body.

"You...you actually..." Abigail said numbly, "You actually attacked...brother A Li at night."

"I...I..." The girl's red eyes were full of mist of grievance, and she wailed pitifully, "I have never been so close to Brother Ali!"

Do you care about this and not the safety of my life?

Moreover, you are a 12-year-old child, and she is a nymph of who knows how old!

Mo Li complained in his heart.

"Oh hey hey... I made my own decision, I'm really sorry..." Van Gogh said a little embarrassedly, "In the future, I will apply carefully with my seniors..."

If you don’t apply for something, shouldn’t you come to me?

When did I become Abigail's property?

Mo Li couldn't keep up with the two Foreigners' thoughts.

"I, I will not agree to such a thing!" Abigail shouted, "Brother Ali is mine, no, shameless bad girl, go away!"

"Shameless..." Listening to Abigail's comment, Van Gogh screamed as if his foot was stepped on and hurt, and then smiled with a flushed face, "Hey, hey, it's really in line with the gloomy and... What about the humble Van Gogh's comments... Hehe, Master, Master, do you like a woman as humble as a rag...?"

"Can Van Gogh be such a person... Hehe..."

"Y-yes, she is a real bad woman!"

Listening to Van Gogh's words, Abigail's alarm bells rang loudly. She hurriedly got out of bed, trotted up to Mo Li, hugged him tightly, turned around and screamed in fear: "Don't come near me. Brother Li!"

Kazakhstan, so Kazakhstan!

Mo Li was also startled by Van Gogh's question and subconsciously took half a step back.

It's not that he doesn't know Abigail's feelings for him, it's not that he doesn't know the charm he has now.

However, leaving aside the fact that his current physical age is only 15 years old, Abigail is a 12-year-old girl.

Mo Li really likes Abigail, and even before time travel, he could even make love to Abigail's wife.

But that was just oral pleasure, and it was only before time travel.

After traveling through time and meeting, is it really possible for people to fall in love with an underage girl?

Mo Li has not yet gone against the will of heaven to such an extent.

Even if Abigail's feelings are not a girl's longing for an older person, Mo Li feels that what he should do is not to accept this feeling, but to slowly guide her until the other person grows up, becomes mature, and still maintains her feelings. Feel this feeling before making an answer.

In order to give Abigail time to prepare, Mo Lidu was willing to wait for Abigail for six years to give her enough time to prepare.

As for Ishta'er and Ereshkigal, the two goddesses who came out halfway and attacked directly all the way, Mo Li felt that even if he gave in, he could at least give Abigail the message "Adults can talk." The correct concept of "love".

but.

A servant like Van Gogh, who is smaller than Abigail and yet takes the initiative, has such a bad influence on Abigail!

No, if Van Gogh continues like this, he will lead Abi into trouble sooner or later!

Something must be done to save it!

Mo Li thought about it and decided to make the most effective harmonious attack on Van Gogh's behavior: "Please don't do such things as warming the bed. I'm only 15 years old, thank you."

"Hey...15 years old...can't get married?" Before Van Gogh could react, Abigail said in surprise, "P-according to what the Holy Grail told me...Massachusetts is not... There is no legal age limit for marriage, as long as the age difference between the two parties is not more than four years..."

???

Facing Abigail's words, Mo Li was completely confused.

The reason why he was confused was because if he remembered correctly, Salem happened to belong to the state of Massachusetts.

Is this...this...Massachusetts so scary?

Is this America from the Free Beacon?

No wonder you are so opposed to Lianjun, it turns out you are really doing this!

And according to what Abigail said...she and her thinking were completely different from mine from the beginning?

Code,??It’s too annoying!

"I'm from..., and the legal age for marriage is eighteen!" In order to prevent Abigail from thinking too much, Mo Li quickly knocked her on the head and preached, "And even if... Massachusetts is... In that case, the guardian’s permission is required!”

"Well..." Seeing Mo Li's angry look, Abigail immediately realized that she had said the wrong thing, and couldn't help but cover her head and said, "I know..."

"Eh? 15 years old..." Van Gogh listened to Mo Li's words and immediately counted on his fingers, "The Holy Grail told me...the age of marriage in Germany...if the man wants...that is three years. ..”

"Eh...the age of marriage is eighteen...but the Holy Grail said...the age of consent is...fourteen..." Van Gogh said in confusion, "Well, that, that means... .”

I'm sorry, this is a slide you can't touch!

"Marriage age is one thing, adult age is another thing!" Mo Li quickly interrupted, "The important point is the night attack... Do you understand?"

"Eh... um." Although Van Gogh didn't understand what Mo Li was thinking, but seeing that the master he recognized didn't want to mention it, he nodded obediently and said, "Van Gogh... I understand."

"Even if the law stipulates something, it still requires the consent of the parties concerned." Mo Li followed this topic and gave his own ruling, "I have only one answer to this matter. I am still a minor. I don't agree. Next time Don’t do it again!”

"Well...well..." Van Gogh replied honestly, "Van Gogh will never do that again."

Seeing that Van Gogh agreed to his order so simply, Mo Li couldn't help but feel that there might be some other mysterious reason in his heart, so he asked, "Where's the truth?"

"Night, night attacks are not allowed... Then can't you help warm the master before he goes to bed..." Van Gogh showed a bad smile and replied, "Van Gogh will... make a good heater. of..."

Alas!

You are a despicable girl (referring to the despicable involuntarily sneaking away girl) ahhhh!

Don't bring up the child badly for me!

Listening to Van Gogh's answer, Mo Li felt his head hurt even more.

I want to take the initiative to chase people, but why do I always encounter people chasing me backwards?

Damn it, can you have some tsundere girlfriend like Hei Jung who needs to be chased?

In order to prevent the topic from continuing to teach Abigail, or even the Emperor Flower, Mo Li had to forcefully change the topic and said: "Van Gogh, you said before that before Francesca let you go, there was a request to let you go. You make a painting, right?”

"If I remember correctly, you said that the painting was of a fallen believer. Can you tell me the name of that believer?"

"Name...?" Van Gogh thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "My previous employer never told me..."

"What about the physical characteristics?" Mo Li asked, "If the characteristics are enough, I can also know the general direction."

"Physical characteristics..." Van Gogh thought for a while and said, "Well... he has a great figure... no... he is very obscene, and he is wearing a sexy black robe that looks like a worker in that field... .Has slightly curly short white hair...looks lazy and has gray eyes...wearing glasses..."

"Then, she...she seemed to hate the Master...she said she must curse him if he finds an opportunity...or else he would let the Master taste the taste of corruption..." Van Gogh recalled , "I really don't know how the master got enmity with her..."

"This description...is it possible..." Abigail couldn't help but look at Mo Li as she listened to Van Gogh's description.

In Abi's impression, the knight leader who was disguised as his master and later changed his spirit base seemed... like this?

"Ah this..."

Listening to Van Gogh's description, Mo Li couldn't help but shed a drop of cold sweat on his forehead.

This is not because of how powerful the person Van Gogh said, or how he was afraid of her...

It's just, I'm ashamed...the kind of shame that I can't find anything to refute.

Because, the description of the painter girl undoubtedly points to only one answer——

That is Jacques de Molay, who was continuously used by Mo Li to borrow power from the "Shadowless Moon", and because of his own operations, he was contaminated by the alien gods and became a Foreigner!

Mo Li didn't want to face Mo Lai even if he faced the old rulers, ancient gods or even foreign gods!

How can a person with a conscience do something like fighting against a blackened victim whom he accidentally made into a woman?

Moreover, if you are really caught by Morai, a vengeful servant... I am afraid that you will really end up with a fate that can only be seen in jpg, png or even mp4 format, right?

Horrible, so scary!

This singularity is too dangerous, can I moisten it? !

Mo Li retreated from this singularity for the first time.

"Ha, haha ​​-" Mo Li laughed awkwardly, "So, it turns out it's Captain Mo Lai!"

"Oh, so that hot girl used to be a regiment leader?" Van Gogh said curiously, "Looking at her...it really doesn't look like her..."

"However, if it is her... she must be an unyielding warrior who can resist the erosion of the evil god... It's really, really good..." Speaking of this, Van Gogh couldn't help but sigh, "If only Van Gogh could be that strong If...that would be great..."

"Hmm... um..." Listening to Van Gogh's innocent speech, Mo Li couldn't help but cover his stomach and said with some embarrassment, "If it is her, she must be such a person."

Damn, my stomach hurts!

......

Severn Valley, somewhere.

"Ehehehe - it's finally done, the ideal medicine."

Francesca, the initiator of the singularity, took out a glass bottle containing black mud, looked at the fountain in the room, and smiled.

"As long as this is poured into it and flows into the river, the entire singularity will become more stable, right?"

"If you want to die, all you have to do is go to the outer god witch and crave for the knowledge that is enough to break your soul. Isn't that enough?"

A girl with white hair, gray eyes, and glasses wearing a black robe walked out of the darkness and said in a cold voice: "I don't want to care about how to harm people, but I think it's better to forget about trying to pull others to kill themselves. I haven't done it yet. Life is enough."

"Even with this appearance of an evil priest?" Francesca said with a smile, "Knight Commander, you are not completely depraved, are you?"

"In the final analysis, you summoned me just because you wanted to use my power to expand more power." Molay said, "What I, Molay, want... has nothing to do with you."

"Oh, oh, oh, this is such an unpleasant thing to say."

Francesca shook the glass bottle. The black mud inside was like magma, with bubbles constantly churning.

"Don't Priest Morai also need a target for revenge? As long as the fragments of this bottle of 'all evil at this time' are sprinkled on the human flesh of the Einzbern family, his corruption will be unstoppable."

"How about it, Priest Morai..." Francesca said with a smile, "Don't you want a bottle?"

Molay shook his head when he heard this and asked: "Is this the purpose of extracting this sludge from the contaminated Holy Grail?"

"Of course not." Francesca said, "Although it is indeed interesting to torture the leader, what I wanted to do at the beginning was just to see how mankind leads to self-destruction step by step."

"Is this why you made a deal with the most powerful country in mankind today to help them hold the Holy Grail War?" Morai complained as always, "Split the third method into magic, teach people to use it, and then let Being arrogant and arrogant, they were destroyed by forces beyond their control, which is quite consistent with the behavior of popular villains."

"Really?" Francesca said with a smile, "It's a pity that my plan has failed. After all, the leader has appeared."

"If there was no leader, even if the Holy Grail War did not succeed, there would still be opportunities to continue implementing the plan, right?"

"No, that's impossible." Morai pushed up his glasses and retorted, "Even without him, people fighting for humanity will interfere in the Holy Grail War and finally dismantle this dangerous Holy Grail. This is not a fact that can be changed just by the appearance of one or two heroes.”

Francesca was stunned when she heard this, and then said with a smile: "Well...it seems that the priest learned a lot from the leader..."

"Obviously, the priest became like this because of the actions of the leader, but the priest still never forgets the leader... It's really interesting." Francesca said, "It reminds me of one of my friend."

"Mo Li is indeed one of the culprits that made me fall, but that is only one of them." Mo Lai said, "The enemy who allowed his power to run wild and pollute my spiritual base is also you, Master?"

"Ah haha, that's true." Francesca smiled after hearing this and said, "How about I give this body to the priest and give it to you as a seedbed?"

"Forget it, for a guy like you, even painful torture can be accepted as happiness." Molay said without concealing his disgust, "Your body is simply a product of stitching. Not an adequate sacrifice to the Blessed Mother.”

"To use you as a seedbed for the Virgin's children is totally unqualified."

"This is really... a harsh criticism." Francesca said sadly, "Obviously I really want to know what it is like to be the seedbed of a descendant of the Outer God."

"If you really have this idea, you can become a seedbed even without me." Mo Lai said coldly, "Compared to such a trivial matter... what will happen after you die?"

"You can do whatever you want~ After all, death is death~"

"Because it's fun." Francesca said, "Don't you think people in this world lack a lot of fun?"

"It sounds like you care about people." Molay complained, "You only care about certain groups of people."

"Yes, certain groups of people are also born from the human collective."

Having said this, Francesca took back the glass bottle and walked into the darkness.

"The remaining two gods are about to come to the world. Can we please the priests to take care of the defense here?"

"Aren't you afraid that I will betray you directly like that painter?" Molay asked.

"If you are not afraid, won't it change the priest's mood of rebelling?" Francesca said with a smile, "Don't you, the priest, also know that before I summon the other two gods, killing me will only usher in more troubles?" It’s because of the bad outcome that you didn’t choose to kill me...right?”

Faced with Francesca's rhetorical question, Morai calmly replied: "Yes, if this were not the case, you should have been killed by me the moment you summoned me."