Dear Broom Knight.

Chapter 147 Alex is very lucky

Lowry swore that he would never again call certain novels incredibly stupid.

Especially when he was studying Dungeons and Dragons, he would curse "Where's the brain?" almost every day.

"The first step to becoming a god is to give up your brain, right?"

"Why is it that even though my brain is gone, my lower body is still there?"

"The planner is completely brain-dead. In order to create a conflict, they made both humans and gods look like idiots. Not only did they not stab someone back after getting stabbed, but they also went to destroy the world without caring about the person who stabbed them?

No one who has just been released from a mental hospital can be so illogical. "

"Oh, to become a god you have to give up your brain, and if you believe in God you can't have intelligence, right?"

Lowry actually knew that boomerangs existed in every world, but he decided to forget about the possibility of a boomerang bouncing back onto his own head.

He now doesn't want to recall what he cursed while painting in his past life.

The pleasure I felt back then has turned into embarrassment now.

After all, if the believers of the gods in their world were placed in the world of Dungeons & Dragons, they would probably not be able to compete with Mala and Umberlee, the two believers of evil gods who are generally recognized to be the stupidest.

In the past, he always wanted to find out from the white dragon Ruth Kania whether his world was in the so-called multiverse and which famous world was closest to it... Now, Lori didn't want to know at all.

He thought it would be better not to look into the universe.

With the fighting power of a fairy tale villain like this, and the intelligence and reflexes of Team Rocket, there's really no need for that.

Although he knows that the things he has seen so far are not necessarily what they appear to be... the old scoundrels hiding behind them all have their own schemes, but at least some of the villain characters are real, with only this IQ.

Lowry couldn't help but lower the Ice King's IQ by a few points in his mind.

Then he trembled and tried to tell himself not to be stupid... Maybe the other party was deliberately using the Ice Dog King to reduce his own presence!
He will never forget the fate of the Montes family.

Lori flipped out his memo, stared at the title page of the exquisite copperplate book and read it word by word:

When you think others are fools, idiots and fools, that's the beginning of you doing something stupid.

In order not to make your mother cry, never underestimate anything, not even a dog!

After taking a deep breath and taking out a bottle of mint water and drinking it, Lowry finally calmed down.

I even moved to a farther position above the white clouds.

Anyway, he has good eyesight and even more sensitive ears.

Turning his head to look at the cold moonlight shining on the cliffs through the white clouds, Lori patted his chest with relief.

Fortunately, the Dark Night Goddess, who also serves as the Moon Goddess in this world, apparently has no interest in pets.

Well, since there are animals, one of the earth and the moon will go crazy eventually, so let's sacrifice the earth!

Whether it is the Earth Goddess or the so-called Earth God, the pets they raise are just more difficult to kill, but not impossible to kill.

But, if it’s the Moon Goddess… then it’s not a question of whether to kill her or not.

That is something that will disgust you for the rest of your life even after you die.

His understanding of the multiverse stopped at the ancient times, and the magic goddesses he painted were all the newly deified Midnight Lowry, who still had some good feelings towards the earth gods.

He had only vaguely heard about the repeated bad luck after midnight... The craze for Dungeons & Dragons had passed by then, and Lowry had to change his accustomed traditional oil painting style of big breasts and wide buttocks to the Japanese style.

Although I’m still drawing a goddess, even if she’s a Valkyrie, she has to look like she’s missing two ribs.

In the past, his flexible but powerful waistline only led to doubts about whether his waist was too thick and too short.

But the chest curve cannot be reduced.

The legs need to be thin enough and the thighs need to look seductive.

Lowry himself didn't know how he managed to survive that trend back then... He has many old friends who would rather take on minor roles than suffer this humiliation.

Some special 3D comic websites in China have familiar styles at first glance.

Lori, after much thought, still couldn't convince himself to go into this sea, so he turned to paint Chinese paintings with oil painting style... Although this kind of painting is still as slender as a willow, the clothes are enough and thick, so there is no need to emphasize certain parts.

Although it is difficult to change the style, at least people are still people, not monsters with weird proportions.

For pure oil painting drafts, he only accepts those that are truly non-human... Otherwise, Ruth Kania wouldn't be so fascinated by his paintings that she couldn't move.

That's five years of painting dragons! And they're all giant oil paintings.

When that trend passed and everyone's aesthetic taste began to return to normal, live-action TV series such as A Song of Ice and Fire and some simulation games became mainstream, and Lowry naturally no longer cared about the continent of Faerun, let alone other things like Grey Eagle.

Therefore, although the gods of the multiverse in his mind are a bit sick, they are actually normal.

Acting crazy and being crazy are two completely different things.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be so frightened by the Ice Dog King's coquettish actions. Lowry silently put the memo with his motto into the storage ring on his left hand and continued to observe the battle on the hilltop... First cancel the language proficiency.

He felt that all the madness he had just gone through was due to the irritation caused by the scolding. After returning to pure dog barking, he seemed to feel much better.

Then Lori turned around and began to look for Alex, the guy who was supposed to be the protagonist but disappeared on the battlefield.

Ok?
Holding the broom handle and lowering his body, Lori secretly urged the broom to fly in a certain direction, trying to suppress his presence, and looked with interest at Alex who was standing on a broken wall with a desolate and beautiful scenery, and the man opposite him who was wearing a white short robe, revealing a thin and tough waist, and a small part of her round and white thighs tightly clamped by leather boots, which showed just the right amount of flesh.

Although this girl has a pair of clear, melancholy brown eyes, she looks obviously sweet and lovely.

Hmm...his acting should be pretty good too.

At least Alex, who was trapped on the edge of the cliff, looked obviously shaken.

I just don't know if he was worried about being kicked out or if he was really moved by a certain girl.

However, it can be seen that Alex must have done something wrong to this girl before.

I guess it was just that they were a little confused when they were teenagers, and after finding out that the other person was a member of a cult, they immediately stopped themselves in their tracks.

Even the reason why his biological mother sent him to the Northern Kingdom so readily was probably because of this girl who had the temperament of a first love.

So, what kind of identity could this ice and snow cultist be who could not strangle such an arrogant and domineering person like the Ice Queen to death?

"I thought you wouldn't come." Alex was silent for a long time before frowning and saying, "At least, you won't come to plot against me.

As the Ice and Snow Saint, you will not be unable to refuse.

The Ice Dog King is not qualified to command you."

Before he had a passionate love affair with the Saint of the Dark Night Church, he already had a regrettable first love with the Serious Saint of the Ice and Snow Cult!

You're awesome, Alex.

"Why shouldn't I come?" The Ice and Snow Saint said softly.

Her voice is completely different from her sweet appearance, like an iced mountain spring, sounding a little crisp, but full of a sharp taste.

She turned her head and glanced at the battlefield: "I heard that you have a new love, so I came here to see you.

But it seems not?"

Her eyes slid across the two Dark Moons but did not linger on them at all. She obviously knew that these two were not the type Alex liked.

"It seems that your love always ends in failure!" The Ice and Snow Saint gave a mocking smile.

"At least she will never be my enemy." Alex answered quickly, "And she won't use such a good identity to become a saint for a cult!"

"What an easy thing to say!

How can you, who has the King of the North as your backer, understand the sadness of a daughter of a noble family in the Ice Kingdom living a life worse than a woman raising a dog in a cult? "

"I don't think so." Alex stared at her, "What you can't accept is that you can't control power.

Without the help of the Ice and Snow Cult, you would never have appeared in my sight.

I admit that I like the real you, the you who is ambitious and completely opposite to your appearance, but definitely not the you who has an abyss behind you.

I don't care that you approached me out of a calculation, but, Isabella, I will not accept being dragged into the darkness by you."

Saint Isabella nodded nonchalantly: "No problem, it's your freedom.

But, if I can catch you and bring you to my side, you will be mine..."

Before she finished her words, she turned around, grabbed a priest hammer, and smashed it directly at Alex.

Alex, who seemed unprepared, summoned his pair of silver-gleaming swords and small round shield at the same moment and blocked the opponent's attack without any hesitation.

Hmm... Full ice resistance shield, and the long sword also has magic-breaking properties.

Most of the BUFFs that Saint Isabella had spent so much time adding to herself seemed to be useless.

But in addition to adding the blessing of speed to herself, she also added some chaos mottos specifically targeting order creatures to her hammer.

Alex was obviously stunned twice when he failed to use his shield to block the Ice and Snow Saint's incredibly fast blows.

But it only lasted for a moment, and the long sword in his hand would soon emit a faint blue light, waking him up directly.

These two people can be considered to be equally matched in another way?
Lori suddenly began to believe that Alex really liked his Valeera. Although there was definitely more implication of taking advantage of her, the affection for her was definitely real.

If your first love is this kind of girl...

Then he shook his head vigorously again, quickly getting rid of the random thoughts from his mind.

Bringing this back to a serious court moment…if she’s the daughter of a great noble, why does she need the help of a cult to get close to Alex?
(End of this chapter)