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Because of Elijah's intermittent misfires, several days passed in order to get complete information from her. I don't know how many days in the dream count. Maybe it is just a moment in reality.

Of course, it is possible that several years have passed.

Wait, think about it this way, the Holy See Mountain is over? Can this false savior of mine evolve into a savior in exile?

Although I have this level of worry, I can't leave Benzi Na alone, not to mention that I can't let go now even if I want to. It's better to wake up our Sleeping Beauty doll... doll(?) as soon as possible.

I don't know if Athena is already waiting impatiently. Logically speaking, it shouldn't be. Escape from the inner city is not easy. Let alone three days and five days. It takes three to five years of planning and preparation. Fortunately, here

It’s a dream world, otherwise I wouldn’t be able to help her [escape] even if I were given a hundred years.

Of course, in order to complete the task as quickly as possible, it is better to rush back as early as possible.

Along the way, little girl Tia suddenly had a strange idea.

"Since this is also Nana's dream 30,000 years ago, Fanfan, what do you think would happen if we told Athena everything that happened 30,000 years ago? Maybe our Horadric clan will not decline because of this."

"I don't think this is a good idea."

I rolled my eyes at her. After all, the little girl is just a Tucson Po. She has no idea how serious this kind of event involving time and causality is. Do you think that the history that has happened can be changed so easily?

Aelia also became interested in this topic, and the pendant in her arms shone brightly.

To be honest, I'm a little scared to hang Aelia around my neck. After all, this is the little ghost's exclusive dwelling. God knows what the little saint will be like if she knows that Aelia has borrowed her territory to stay. Fortunately, the little ghost is still here.

When I opened the big gift package on the Holy See Hill, I had to keep it a secret and not let her know.

I understand what you want to complain about. Even if it’s a pendant, it doesn’t have to be hung around your neck to compete with the little ghost for territory, right? But if you don’t hang it on it, for example, put it in your pocket, communication will be inconvenient. As for Tia

…Can you imagine what it would be like for someone to see a pendant floating around?

At this time, Elijah seems quite satisfied with her new home. She has no idea how dangerous a situation she is in. If she is not careful, she will be targeted by the most yandere in the Dark Continent. She is still in trouble.

He communicated with the little girl in intermittent whispers.

Her thoughts are exactly the same as mine. She doesn't recommend Tia to do this. Even if she does it, it will be useless.

It was impossible for dreams to be connected together after 30,000 years, but now it has happened. Obviously, this has something to do with the so-called inhibition in her mouth. Tia tried to interfere with history, and there is a high probability that it will happen.

It will be stopped by the inhibitory force, unless the purpose of creating this dream is to let Dia change the fate of the Horadric clan.

However, how low this possibility is, even a person with insufficient IQ balance like me can imagine it.

To stop Dia from doing stupid things and interfering with history, the simplest way we can think of for inhibition is to make Athena forget what happened in the dream when she wakes up, increase the difficulty a little, and directly remove the accomplice, that is, me in the dream.

The moment I opened my mouth to reveal my future to Athena, I obliterated it.

To be more boring, even if Athena brings the news back to 30,000 years ago and tries to change the Horadric clan, the restraint can bring back the distorted destiny.

After all, if the difference in strength reaches a certain level, as the old saying goes, if the King of Hell wants you to die at the third watch, who dares to keep you until the fifth watch? Moreover, the Horadric clan who abused resources back then can be regarded as the loser.

Not unjust.

Furthermore, if you use your magical imagination and take a step back 10,000 steps, assuming that history has really been changed by Athena, will Tia still appear now, 30,000 years later? Will I still appear? Maybe

The moment history reaches a turning point, we disappear from the world.

As a qualified second-hand man, the butterfly wing effect is basic common sense and I have to recite it three times a day.

To put it simply, as long as you think about it, there are ten thousand ways to stop Tia from doing stupid things, and ninety-nine hundred of these ten thousand ways may cause serious consequences, and we simply cannot afford to try it.

After being lectured by Aria and I, Dia was a little disappointed. She looked a little pitiful as she lowered her head and said nothing. I knew that she wanted to revitalize the Horadric clan, but she couldn't commit suicide by changing history.

If you really want to change, why not get rich through your own hard-working hands?

Just as I was about to open my mouth to comfort Tia, I saw that she had already raised her head and showed her familiar energetic smile again.

"There is really no other way. It seems that we can't take evil ways. We still have to use legitimate means to revitalize our clan."

Yes, yes, that's what happened. I nodded happily at the side.

"The revitalization of the Horadric clan depends entirely on you, Fanfan."

Wait, where are your hands that made you rich through hard work? Why do you want to eat soft food from the beginning, although it is not impossible.

"I can't do it, I can't do it, you still have to rely on yourself." I waved my hands repeatedly. It's not that I don't want to help, it's just that my ability is limited. I can only fight and kill, not build. It's better for you to ask for crystals than to ask for me.

"But, I think Fanfan is very good, especially when it comes to making money." The little girl raised her fingers and counted them one by one.

"For example, making paper, instant noodles, investing in the research of the Mage Guild, taking risks to make money through experience, and recruiting maids and marrying princesses?"

Oh, it turns out that recruiting maids and marrying princesses are also ways to make a fortune. I learned this. I clapped my hands and showed an expression of sudden realization.

Do you think I reacted like this, bastard!

But why, even though I clearly wanted to get angry and teach the little girl who was talking nonsense, my figure gradually began to become humble? My mouth was not up to par, and I couldn't say a word of rebuttal?

Could it be that I am the one who eats soft rice?

The soft rice savior and the wife-gnawing devil?

Think about it, isn't it? You live in a maid's house, you eat your wife's food, you drive your lover's boat, your IQ all depends on your sister, what is missing is a little sister, a battery can raise your beloved baby, and you can only play with fishes and dogs on weekdays.

Do (Leona & Elijah & Benzina:???), yes, that’s exactly what I’m talking about.

With this realization, I suddenly became confident. Although I didn't know why I needed to be confident, I was very brave and had no fear in the face of the world's eyes.

"It's just that Horadric is not short of money, right?" Now that the technology is available, if we engage in monopoly or something, will the money be less? A race of mages is crying for poverty? This is regretting the creation of Ali.

"It doesn't seem like there's much shortage." The little girl had a distressed expression and tilted her head, as if she was trying hard to imagine what the clan was missing.

"What we lack is not money, but people." She clapped her hands and realized, and then she hugged my arm happily, her pretty face full of sweetness and happiness.

"So Fanfan and I have to hurry up and have as many children as we can."

I guess if she wasn't in a dream, the little girl would have made the bed directly. Don't doubt her ability to move. I've suffered a lot in this.

Elijah, who was hanging in his arms, fell silent. He didn't know whether it was because he had finished speaking his share of lines today and was a routine misfire, or because he was overwhelmed by the sweetness of this unexpected mouthful of dog food and was completely sunk.

After a lot of fussing, they quickly returned to the inner city and met Athena. After a few days, the little Lolita princess was still silent and shy. She controlled the little doll and politely served tea and snacks. She didn't say anything at first.

I couldn’t wait to ask how the planning was going.

"This tea..." I hesitated for a moment.

"Don't think too much, brown sugar water." As expected, the doll politely said some rude words that neglected the guests.

"Snacks..." I no longer had any hope.

"The tribe just paid tribute, and it's still hot."

Oh oh oh, what kind of hospitality is this. She is simply the most generous, kind and generous princess in the history of the Horadric tribe!

Maybe it was because my psychological expectations were too low at the beginning, but I was so moved that I almost cried.

"Before Athena had time to eat, Mr. Pervert came, so she had no choice but to serve it out."

The doll gestures cutely with its hands and feet, and moves in circles on the table, with its long skirt flying, as if dancing a beautiful waltz. In fact, it just wants to emphasize this helplessness and how helpless it is.

Look, Athena is almost crying!

It's a pity that memory crystals can't be used in the dream world. Otherwise, when I go back, I have to show Benzina how innocent and pure she was back then...and stingy. How did she become like this?

Sure enough, is it because too many books have been published and it has backfired on itself?

"I'm not hungry, so you should eat." I hesitated for a moment, but in the end the lolicon spirit won and pushed back the plate filled with snacks.

"Mr. Freak is such a gentleman."

Athena lowered her head, as if she was a little ashamed and embarrassed. The doll looked shameless and said something that was not considered a compliment. She snatched the snack away and held it up in front of Athena.

I have only seen this kind of red-faced and white-faced characters singing together on stage. Thinking about Ben Zina now, I suddenly felt that maybe 30,000 years of slumber had completely cured her disease. At least this guy is here

I am very real in front of me. I never play two tricks. I draw my sword when I am told to draw it. People call the desert a little red.

Next came the part of watching people eat snacks, which was not boring at all. I still had basic princess etiquette, and I still remember it thirty thousand years later. I ate in small and elegant bites, but very quickly, a bit like a hamster, and more

The important thing is...

Perhaps because I have always been weak and sick, my movements are a bit clumsy. Underneath my elegant eating posture, there are some heartbroken snacks scattered on the floor. Things that fell off when I bumped on the plate, things that fell when I didn’t hold them firmly, and things that fell while I was eating.

If you look closely, they can be roughly divided into these three types.

No, that’s not what I should be complaining about!

The biscuits they served me last time were leftovers and they were picked up after they fell on the floor. It turned out that I was not being sarcastic, I was telling the truth!

Watching the doll carefully pick up the snacks that fell on the ground, put them on another plate, and arranged them subtly to make them look like they were broken due to heat problems during the baking process.

I had three words in my mind at that time, and I didn't know whether to say them or not.

"Okay, Athena has finished eating, it's Mr. Pervert's turn."

Seeing the dots that were placed before me again made my heart break, and a new Three-Character Sutra appeared in my mind, and I didn't know whether to say it or not.

"Please don't be polite."

"..."

I'm polite to you...forget it, don't be angry or angry.
To be continued...