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Normally, for a qualified ruler, when the lowest-level people riot in his territory, what he has to do is not to crack down more severely, but to self-examine and improve the living standards of the bottom-level people. Have two meals and one night, and have a warm nest.

Even if you don't treat slaves and civilians as human beings from the bottom of your heart, you still have to cut the meat like a beekeeper who keeps bees, ten layers of meat, always leave three or four layers for the bees to eat, cut off with one knife On the ninth floor, the bees will also riot, but unfortunately, Mahler Gordon's third son, George Gordon, is just like his father. Naturally, they will not make any wise decisions, such as ordering the nobles to guard the slaves more strictly, and orders for civilians to prohibit assembly

"Your Excellency Don Quixote," Li Ang's voice was still in that villa with a hint of negativity, "Why are you always busy, and you seem to be busier than me."

Don Quixote, who was holding a large thick newspaper in his hand, shrugged, "He is too handsome, there is no way, haha, just kidding, this time the Harper League has done me a big favor, and they in turn Begging me to do some things, I can't refuse, and anyway, you have to give George Gordon's order a period of execution, you should take a vacation for yourself, take a good rest, you must know that after the uprising, you can completely The exposure is in the eyes of the world, and there is no chance to rest."

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After Don Quixote left, there was only Li Ang who was leaning on the sofa and throwing his legs on the coffee table. It seems that this is a habit of the Rommel family, that is, they like to put their feet on the table .

Li Ang's face seemed to be thinking about something, but in fact he wanted to inform Arthur Pendry through the soul fragments in his mind, because the order Pandry left behind was any new news about Don Quixote. And for things he doesn't know, he has to find an opportunity to report, first send a signal through the soul fragment, and then meet at the old place, this time is the same, report that the relationship between Don Quixote and the Harper League is extraordinary.

But it is a pity that it failed again, just like the last time Don Quixote took his family members to leave the six-ring base collectively. It also made Li Ang involuntarily have a little "doubt", did something happen to that guy, he died or something like that.

As smart as Li Ang, he naturally knows that his own strength and his own life are still in the hands of that person after all. After all, no one wants his fate to be controlled by others. Of course, Li Ang just thought about it. What he knew about that person was that even if he wanted to die, it would not be so easy.

"Hey~" Li Ang curled his lips, just like Don Quixote said, the whole person lay down on the sofa, ready to take a serious rest, obviously thinking about it, anyway, for him, if there is no Ya The power given to him by Serpan Deli, maybe he died in the city of the sky long ago, and every day he lives after that is profitable for him. It was all used to build a brand new country, and of course, at the same time, he had to kill the Germanic royal family. In this case, even if he died, he would die with regret.

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"Pandley, dear," Yulia held a wooden bowl in her hand, which contained a certain kind of soup exuding a burst of fragrance, "here, drink this."

"Okay, Aunt Yulia," Arthur Pendry sighed slightly, picked up the bowl of soup and drank it down, and ignored the signal from Li Ang. Now, for her, she painstakingly Everything that has been arranged for more than ten years, because several of the most important key turning points were destroyed by Don Quixote, the remaining forces are just optional, whether it is Li Ang, Boston, or the temple The saint in the movie has been out of her control, and she is too lazy to care about it.

The only thing that can still attract her is the luck that those few seeds can bring, but judging from the current situation, she has no chance to devour those seeds. In the forest of elves, Yulia will never leave, In the future, when the injury recovers, Don Quixote will definitely take her to his side. After she has an excuse this time, based on her understanding of that man, she will definitely take her away very strongly and will not allow resistance. Then she would have no chance to get close to those seeds.

Of course, the only good news is that when the seed dies, luck will also pass on. For Arthur Pendry, who plans to fight a protracted battle with Don Quixote, if luck comes later, it may still be a problem. Not necessarily a good thing

"Honey?" Yulia, who was sitting by the bed, looked at Arthur Pendry who was in a daze, and gently rubbed her face with two warm hands, "I know, you must be Miss Don Quixote, right?"

"No..." Arthur Pendry's answer was blunt and blunt, but it was in line with her real surname, but maybe she had experienced a great death, even if she turned her face to the other side, Yulia could still see her daughter's face Then the irresponsible aunt giggled, and of course she untied the clothes on Arthur Pendry to check the scars on the chest. , basically every day, the scars will gradually fade away, and it won't take long for them to disappear completely.

"However, Your Excellency Don Quixote told me to take good care of you. He will come back to pick you up when your heart can recover to its previous level. Until then, you can stay here with peace of mind. cluck~~"

"Huh~" As if he couldn't stand the ridicule from his aunt, Arthur Pendry threw the wooden bowl on the table with a cold face, then curled up in bed under the quilt, no longer talking to Yulia

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In the deep mountains covered with thick snow, there is a small wooden house. Generally speaking, this kind of wooden house is the place where people who go hunting in the mountains live, but because it is winter, the place is already empty. , it was cheaper. Don Quixote used the wind magic to clean up the dust in the house, and built a fireplace again. The raging flames made the house much warmer.

Don Quixote, who was sitting by the fireplace, took out the leaf, and sent a trace of spiritual energy into it according to the method Irelia gave him. After a while, the leaf slowly fell on the floor of the wooden house , transformed into an ancient elf tree that almost reached the height of the roof, making this somewhat stuffy room a lot fresher in an instant.

Naturally, Don Quixote ran all the way here, and even lied to Li Ang. The only purpose was not to let him know the relationship between himself and Ivan. Although the two had never met, it was also It can be regarded as a small hole card, and at least he is a strong man at the level of a magic god. Unless it is necessary, normal people will not do such meaningful things in front of the enemy.

For this tree, Don Quixote still has some impressions. He once saw this tree in the memory of the souls of the ancestors, but the one was much bigger than this one. The familiar pure-blood elf named Ivan came out of the tree trunk, still wearing very simple clothes, even out of date clothes. For example, it was like Don Quixote wearing modern casual clothes, while Ivan It is like wearing ancient Hanfu, the visual contrast is still very strong. [

"Good day, Your Excellency Yiwen," Don Quixote stood up very gentlemanly, and bowed slightly to this powerful and beautiful woman.

It seems that because of the erosion of the power of the ancient tree, Ivan's eyeballs were already a kind of dark green. She did not return the gift, but looked at Don Quixote with a smile on her face, "Shaar told me about you, Amazing little guy, how did things turn out?"

Grabbing Don Quixote's outstretched hand, with his support, Ivan sat down on a chair under the tree, "Run away again?"

"Well," Don Quixote sighed, and told Ivan the whole story.

"She's really a cunning woman." After a long time, Yiwen seemed a little unwilling, but there was nothing he could do. After all, this enemy was too powerful. "It seems that Xiaya's revenge is hard to avenge."

"Not necessarily," Don Quixote, who was sitting on the bench, leaned forward, leaning on his chest with two arms, one left and one right, and stared at the dancing fire in the fireplace, " Judging from her last plan, she has suspended her plan to destroy the world, and turned her attention to me, so, as long as I am still alive, I think we will meet again, and there will be One day will tell the difference.”

"Does she hate you so much already?" Ivan showed a curious expression, "Although this woman is a little crazy, I don't think she should be that kind of emotional person."

"You may not believe it when you say it," Don Quixote shrugged, "There seems to be an invisible thread between me and her, and we will always meet inexplicably. There is a fart relationship, but every time I will be forced to stand on her opposite side by coincidence, so the enmity will grow bigger and bigger. I guess she seems to have discovered this too. I still believe that there is such a deep bond between me and her, unless one of them dies, the other will never be safe."

"I'm quite aware of the fetters," Ivan chuckled a few times, with a hint of nostalgia in his eyes, "I also knew Char that well. At that time, during the time I was in Xia, when I was talking about what to do, I can meet that guy by coincidence, I remember, when I was a young elf, I beat up a few nobles in the Char Empire, and one of them was a royal family, and then Char came, but he didn’t teach me , but punished the royal family and asked him to apologize to me. At that time, I thought, this man is so handsome." Ivan didn't continue, obviously, some things are not good to tell strangers for the first time.

"Although I am deceiving myself and others," Don Quixote held up a warm teacup, "it is also a very happy thing to have good memories."

"Maybe," Ivan smiled wryly, "If that's what you said, plant this leaf in your base to help you build a defensive barrier. You can't avenge Shaar, and you can't avenge Char. At least I can protect his only descendant now, and, if I have time, I will also come over with a little consciousness and talk to his descendant, don't you know you welcome it?"

"Of course," a trace of surprise flashed in Don Quixote's eyes, but he was relieved immediately. For Ivan, she did this to make herself feel better, and she couldn't avenge her beloved. In my heart, Don Quixote understands best.

"I will plant your ** in the elemental pool of the base. Following those magic circuits, you will be able to control the entire base. Besides, I wonder if you are interested in becoming the teacher of our six-ring base? If you can use It is really wishful for your profound knowledge to come and give lectures to our members once in a while."

"Teacher?" Ivan thought for a moment and nodded, "Full-time is definitely not enough, but if there is nothing to do in Moon Shadow Island, it is good to teach those students occasionally, and it will be boring to stay alone for a long time, of course , "Ivan patted Don Quixote's shoulder half-jokingly, and finally revealed the philistine aura that the leader of the Harper Alliance would have, "You want to pay me."

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"However, I don't want to reveal my identity," Ivan blinked his big eyes, "Then what should I call myself?"

"Well, I accidentally picked up a tree seed exuding an ancient aura in the magic market, and then accidentally got you, what do you think!" (To be continued.

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