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Chapter 1023: The Queen is the head of the cottage?(1/2)

Chapter 1023 The Queen is the leader of the copycat?

"Hmm, let's talk about it when we get outside. This is something that can only be realized in actual combat."

She gently raised her beautiful long purple hair that seemed to be shining, put her hands on her small waist with her hands that looked very impressive, and straightened out her plump and heavy chest. The slutty maid said with great pride.

Really, you didn’t create it, so there’s nothing to be proud of.

I complained in my heart, but the current situation is better than others. If this is true, how early I can go back to meet my precious wives depends on the mood of the dirty maid, so I will just tolerate it for the time being and not complain.

Already.

"Are you going now? Don't wait until you go to the old drunkard to get some more detailed information?"

After coming out of the hotel, I kept asking questions.

Turning around, he pointed a straight white finger at me: "Your Highness, please rest assured, with the tracking magic device, there is no need for that kind of unreliable woman, just let her have sex with her virginity that can be broken with just one prick.

Just like that, just disappear into some small, dark and damp cave."

Jeluka exaggeratedly made a big circle with her arms in front of her chest and said this.

"..."

The most pornographic and violent porn joke of the year has appeared. Should I sue this guy for sexual harassment?

Akara is very thoughtful. After arriving here, he has opened the temporary use rights of the teleportation array for us. It makes me feel itchy. I want to teleport directly to the River of Fire to see if I can have a close contact with the big pineapple.

Already.

Unfortunately, Zeluka did not prepare a map from the River of Fire to the Sanctuary of Chaos. We did not have the leisure to spend ten and a half days wandering around the River of Fire, so we had no choice but to give up.

The target of the first stop, the experimental site, is the Plains of Despair.

Is this okay? Just crossing the suburban prairie to come here will give others the feeling of "Wow, these two guys are super casual and don't follow the rules at all." Sure enough, they still have to learn from the demons

Is it better to go directly out of the fortress?

Jeluka ignored the boring little tangle in my heart. The black and white maid uniform fluttered gently with the white bow tie on the back, passed directly by, and stepped into the teleportation array first.

"..."

Forget it, let’s wait until next time when we have the opportunity to participate in the hunting plan. Now that we are here, adventurers who have experienced the demon fortress in the first world should be familiar with the hunting plan. In short, it is siege warfare or something like that.

, the monsters here in the Demonic Fortress are just like the adventurers, they are particularly hot-blooded and warlike. In addition, they can be reborn infinitely, so they have no reason to stay peacefully in their nests.

Coming out of the teleportation station, the destination is Despair Grassland. This is nonsense.

This endless desolate plain with nothing but stones, loess and gloomy sky is like a huge dead area, full of desolation and death. Of course, this place brings the greatest shock to people.

In fact, it is not the lifeless vision in front of you. The whistling wind blowing from nowhere, with countless shrill and desperate whines, is constantly echoing in your ears. Often inadvertently, you seem to have heard a desolate and sad story.

It became moist unconsciously.

Hence the name of Despair Grassland.

After walking out of the teleportation station, about half an hour later, we could gradually see the figures of a few monsters, wandering around aimlessly like zombies in the gray distance.

"It's time to take it out now, Lord Jeluka, your mysterious tracking tool."

I couldn't help it for a long time. Seeing that now we have reached the best environment where no one is around and we can do many, many bad things, I can't help but show the claws of the big gray wolf and stare at Jeluka with evil intentions. If she dares to whet her appetite again, what will happen to me?

Don't blame me for unceremoniously performing the most terrifying trick of killing a girl in my arms, which made her cry profusely when she was really timid.

"Really, His Highness the Prince is always so impatient. If you don't cultivate your emotions well beforehand, even if you were a maid who was originally obedient, she will end up stealing all the gold and silver in the castle and running away with the butler."

"What are you guys..."

If I have no mood, then this pornographic maid is definitely a mood killer. Even in a dim room lit by candlelight, there is a soft and huge water bed with messy pillows, quilts and tissue boxes sitting on it wearing sexy pajamas.

The looming intoxicated beautiful woman, in such an ambiguous environment, as long as this guy says a word, it can be magically turned into a Northeastern two-person stage scene.

But at least, she didn't continue to whet my appetite, but took out something from her arms (I said you can't put important things in your inventory, especially underwear, you bastard!!), just like when Superman transformed.

It's the same thing that was raised high, and it was raised above the head in a very arrogant manner.

"Oh oh oh~~~~~~~"

Intimidated by Jeluka's aura, I opened my mouth wide and let out a sigh of praise with no meaning.

His eyes fell on the enshrined and held-up object, and tears burst down his face.

To put it simply, a prop with the outline of a skull looks like a round biscuit when placed on the palm of your hand. But when you face it, you can see that there are other modifications on the surface of the biscuit - this is a palm.

Cartoon-sized skulls...biscuits?

Can you eat it? Bastard, speaking of which, I came out directly after being woken up by Jeluka. I haven’t had breakfast yet.

Wait, now is not the time to talk about this. Asshole, this familiar sense of déjà vu...is there really no problem with copyright? The last dragon [beep] radar was already on the sidelines. Elf mages, be careful.

One day, your leader Artoria will be arrested and imprisoned as the owner of a copycat factory and the mastermind behind the copycat market due to copyright issues. She might even be treated as a lion and imprisoned in a zoo. Isn't that okay?

?

Putting this aside for the time being, I took the cold metallic skull biscuit from Jeluka's hand and looked at it. Slowly, due to the beautiful temptation generated by my growling stomach, it gradually turned into a fragrant piece of cake.

biscuits, so I stuffed them directly into my mouth.

"Click~~~"

"bump----!!"

As a result, he was immediately hit by the Sword of the Rising Sun.

"Prince Idiot, this is not something to eat." She took the tracking magic device back from her mouth like lightning, and Jeluka stared at me with a bulging face.

"I'm hungry."

While rubbing my stomach, rubbing my red forehead that had been hit, and grinning my sore teeth, I explained quite innocently, whose fault was it for not having breakfast?

Although it feels unnecessary, I still want to explain that the first sound was the sound of my teeth breaking. If it were a prank cookie that could accidentally be deceived by its appearance and bite into it, causing the teeth to break, it would be so cruel.

If it existed, those elven mages would have invented something very remarkable.

Of course, I personally don’t recommend making the tracking magic device look like this, you know? If it wasn’t me just now, but the little ghost, then the result now is that we can only get rid of Kurast and make another one.

Out.

After wiping off the saliva on it, Jeluka explained to me the use of this tracking magic device.

"In short, when you get close to the crystal fragments, an alarm will sound."

"Hey, it's too simple, take care of the audience's mood, you bastard!!"

"Okay, it's true." Jeluka continued as if she couldn't do anything to me.

"Indeed, there is one thing that we must pay attention to."

"oh oh."

"That's the trigger for it."

"What? What's wrong with the start switch?"

Infected by the tense atmosphere created by Jeluka, I swallowed nervously.

"Actually..."

"You should tell me what's going on."

"This is really an unspeakable secret. In fact, because of the researcher's special hobby, the switch's activation design is quite special. It has to be like this..."

Saying this, Jeluka put the tracking magic device in the shape of a skull cookie on her head.

Oh, it turns out this thing is a hair accessory. At this moment, I couldn't help but be deeply shocked by the twists and turns of this tracking magic device.

Wait... maybe the direction of the complaint is wrong...

"And what's more."

Jeluka continued speaking, pointing proudly to the hair accessory-shaped tracking magic device that had been placed on her head, and lightly twirling her jade fingers.

"And it must be worn on the left side of the head, otherwise the switch will not activate."

"This is a scam!!"

With such force, I knocked down all the dominoes on the tea table in my mind.

Enough is enough, those elf bastards, how far must the infringement go before they are satisfied, and how sophisticated must the copycat be before they stop?!!

I think the biggest problem facing the elves now is not the declining race, but the accusations from angry copyright owners.

"What's wrong?"

Jeluka tilted her head and looked at me, expressing serious confusion about the explosive anger I showed. She couldn't explain this kind of thing to her. After all, the culprits were those who were full and had nothing to do.

The elf research mages who have invented some strange functions that can accurately hit other people's copyrights.

"Finally, depending on the distance of the crystal fragments and the amount of energy emitted by the crystal fragments, the size of the alarm sound will be different."

"It's over?"

"It's over, that's what the letter said anyway." Jeluka, who was assuming the posture of a dignified maid, nodded.

"Then let's go."
To be continued...
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