Chapter 16 (1/2)
Merlin looked at Alice's bare body, a little dazed, thinking that Lao Tzu is about to rob fortune, why suddenly became the rhythm of tribulation?hateful!I'm a serious person!
”Hey! I mean just let you take off the armor. What are you doing without it? Isn't it cold naked?”
”Huh!?” Alice opened her eyes and asked blankly, ”Aren't you going... to push me down?”
”Damn!” Merlin frowned, and a black line ran down his forehead, ”Are you hungry and thirsty, no man wants it? What's in your mind? Is it embarrassing? What about the brave? Your brave senior Look at your virtue, the coffin board can't hold it down!”
”Uh...” Alice flushed and her expression was dull, wondering if she understood it wrong?Merlin didn't even think about pushing herself down...
”Oh~!” Merlin suddenly realized, and whispered, ”Are you obsessed with me? Thinking about taking off your clothes and making me slap you? Why are you guys thinking so badly? Do you think I would be fooled so easily? What if it is toxic?”
”No! I...” Alice was flushed and wanted to explain.
”Good, good! Don't explain...” Merlin interrupted Alice and said contemptuously
”Take a good look at your shabby washboard, how could it be tempted to me?”
”Will you get a breast augmentation anyway? It's useless for you to come and seduce me now. I can only say...”
”You washboard brave, really shameless!”
Alice's face turned pale instantly, as if she had received 10,000 mental damage, and her soul responded to the call of the Goddess of Light and began to leave her body.
She feels that she has lost her dream in her life, so she is willing to spend her life as a salted fish...
”Oh, yes, the washboard is an advantage. It saves material costs when making clothes.” Merlin picked up the pile of mythril armor and walked away. He laughed from a distance, ”washboard, washboard, Hahahahaha...”
for a long time
Alice knelt on the beach, as if she had lost her soul, messy in the wind.
Today is her Passion Day. She felt the shame and shame and began to doubt her life.
Alice started to feel wronged on her small face, and finally began to burst into tears, crying loudly on the deserted beach
”Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!”
”Damn Merlin, shameless bastard!”
”I swear I will never see you again in my life!”
(>﹏<.)
The smell of Flag suddenly filled the air...
Volume Two meets Chapter 1:
one year later.
Great Britain and Wales.
A small village located on the outskirts.
Two thieves were stepping on a spot where the caravan must pass. They hid behind the woods, preparing to ransack passers-by.
Grey-clothed thief: ”Senior, what should I do? If we don't get the money today, the old man will cut us off.”
Black-clothed thief: ”Don't worry, there will be a chance. These foreign countryboys have learned their skills, and it seems that they won't take this path.”
Grey Thief: ”Then what shall we do?”
Black-clothed thief: ”Be patient and wait, there will be a chance, maybe there is still a way to go.”
Grey-clothed thief: ”Huh? It seems that there really is someone going this way.”
Black-clothed thief: ”Fuck it, really fucking?”
Grey Thief: ”But it doesn't seem to have much money, like a tattered pick...”
Black-clothed thief: ”You don't understand this. As the saying goes, wealth is not exposed, it looks very poor on the surface, but in fact the thief has money.”
Gray-clothed thief: ”Oh! I have been taught by seniors!”
The black-robed thief: ”Look at me taking him down, he didn't even have his pants left!”
Following the gazes of the two thieves, a ragged traveler was walking towards the village on the winding road.
He leaned on the broken tree branch and walked forward hard, wheezing and gasping every time he took, as if he would die on the side of the road at any time.
That's right, it's not someone else who is exuding a ”poor, hungry and tired” aura. It's Merlin, the invincible former Great Demon King.
At this time, Merlin was no longer in the glory of the past, and he was dressed in tatters, equivalent to only a fig leaf, unkempt, like a scavenger on the dock, specializing in shining shoes for the officer.
”Nima...”