An invincible journey that begins with a different race

But because they didn't want to reveal their identities in front of Celine and Abby, they didn't dare to take off the masks on their faces. They wore them for several days and almost got prickly heat.Celine and Abby's cooking skills are also quite impressive, so for Stank and the others, having these two clumsy slaves is really better than not having them at all.

For Celine and Abby, the journey is even more painful.

Originally, the two of them thought that since they didn't have to be used as hot weapons, what was there to complain about?Isn't it just a month of hard work?It’s not like I’ve never done this before, so just grit my teeth and stick to it.

It is better to become a slave than to become a hot weapon.

But as time went by, Celine and Abby discovered...it didn't seem to be much better.

Every day during the day, they had to be treated like oxen and horses pulling carts. That damn bastard (referring to Aesop) insisted on saying that he had a slave so that the horses could rest.Although the coffin cart is not very heavy, it is still very tiring to haul it for a day!

I also have to cook for these guys and do their laundry.

I'm so busy every day that I feel like a dead dog at night. I can't sleep for too long. I need to keep vigil for these bastards!

Come on, they are thieves!As a result, now he is no longer a thief but helping to keep vigil, right?

Forget about keeping vigil, these guys still want to get up for midnight snacks from time to time, and they have to help make them.

What the hell kind of life is this?

Two or three days passed like this. When Celine collapsed on the ground and stared blankly at the sky, a ridiculous idea came to her mind involuntarily - it seems that there is nothing wrong with being a hot weapon compared to oxen and horses. Yes.

After all, as a hot weapon, you only need to lie down.And when you are a cow or horse, you have to do everything except lie down.

Once this idea came up, it spread wildly in Celine's mind out of control.

So much so that her little actions at work in the next few days became a little different.

"I said... Stank." Ganqiu couldn't help but ask in a low voice while watching Celine walking past him, "Why does that elf... keep twerking at me?"

"I don't know." Stank also muttered, "I also feel that she seems a little different from the past two days."

"...Isn't it because he was tortured by Aesop and became insane?"

Stank was even more surprised: "Is this Aesop's revenge on them?"

The two of them said this, and then looked at Aesop on the other side in unison, and at the same time, they were wondering in their hearts whether everything now was under Aesop's calculations.

Abby also saw something was wrong with Celine and quickly said to her: "You must hold on, Celine! You must not sell your body!"

Celine looked at Abby and asked, "Aren't we selling our bodies now?"

"Uh." Abby scratched her head and said, "It seems... No, that's not the case! We are selling standing up, not lying down."

"Is there any difference between selling while lying down and selling while standing?"

"It would be more comfortable to lie down and sell..."

Celine: "..."

Who the hell is persuading whom?

Fortunately, this life did not last long. Three days later, they finally arrived at a human town called Emma.

As soon as he entered the town and looked at the familiar streets and the pedestrians coming and going on the streets, Stank's expression was a little complicated.

"Hey, I'm back here again." Stank sighed and said, "When I left, I thought I would never come back here again."

"What, are we here already?" Ganqiu looked around and asked, "Is this your home?"

Stank did not answer, but Jer said for him: "This is his father's territory, and Stank's father is the lord here."

With that said, Jer gave Stank a teasing look and said, "If Stank had not left, it would be time to inherit your father's position and become the lord here."

"Isn't that great? Stank." Ganqiu asked, "Why don't you stay?"

"I don't want to stay in a small place like this." Stank rolled his eyes, and then said proudly, "Some people are born as eagles. How can an eagle be locked in a cage? And I am that eagle. Eagle, that’s why I’m leaving this place.”

"Oh." Aesop nodded and said, "You just want to go out for a walk?"

"You fucking..."

The pride in Stank's heart was extinguished instantly. He glanced at Aesop fiercely, but it was of no use.

Forget it, forget it, you can't fight with this guy.

Stank took a few deep breaths before calming down.

"Stank, your home shouldn't be here." Jer said, "I remember you said that you have a manor."

"Of course." Stank said, "This is just a territory. The lord naturally has to live in the manor. I grew up there, but to be honest, I don't like it there. And I haven't been there since I left here. I haven’t gone back.”

"Then are you going to take us there now?"

"No." Stank shook his head and said, "Let's go see my old housekeeper first. He lives outside. I haven't been back for so many years. I have to find out what happened to my dad in recent years. How about it."

Then everyone followed Stank to a small house. After letting Celine and Abby stay outside to watch the horses, they knocked on the door of the small house together.

The door opened and an old man with silver hair walked out. He looked at the people in front of him and was startled. He subconsciously wanted to close the door, but was stopped by Stank.

"Wait, Roman, it's me!" Stank immediately took off the mask on his face, "It's me, Stank."

The old man known as Roman was suddenly startled: "Young Master?"

"Yes, it's me." Stank was very happy to see the old man who had raised him since he was a child. "You didn't expect that, did you?"

He opened his hands as if he wanted to give the old man a hug, but the old man looked very nervous and said, "Don't tell me... you know everything?"

"I know, what do I know?" Stank was a little confused.

The old man was even more confused: "Didn't you come back because you knew that I was terminally ill?"

Stank suddenly felt like he was struck by lightning.

"Wha, what?" He looked at Roman blankly, "The old man is... terminally ill?!"

Roman sighed heavily.

At that moment, countless emotions surged into Stank's heart.

He thought of his father's majestic appearance, and thought that he had been gone for so many years and didn't even know that his father was terminally ill. In an instant, endless regret and guilt spread from the bottom of his heart.

Stank grabbed Roman's shoulders and asked in a trembling tone: "Old man... what kind of terminal disease does he have?"

Roman sighed heavily again.

"Terminal Spermia."

Stank: "...?"

[-] Everyone is pregnant

The Stanks were dumbfounded.

"What the hell is terminal sperm disease!"

Roman scratched his head and said, "It's infertile sperm disease. Don't you know, Master? Hey, it's normal not to know. After all, this disease is quite rare..."

"It's so rare... No, this is not a rare problem!" If it weren't for the fact that the other person raised him single-handedly, which is equivalent to another father, Stank would really want to grab Roman The collar swayed back and forth, "Didn't you just say that you have a terminal illness? Why did it become a terminal sperm disease again!"

A trace of confusion flashed in Roman's eyes: "What's the problem with this?"

"Isn't there a problem?" Stank felt that the way he was about to shed tears just now was no different from a fool, not to mention that it was seen by Aesop, Jer and Ganqiu. He didn't dare to look back now, no Dare to look at the expressions of these ultimate bad friends now, "If you have anything to say, just say it! Don't add fuel to the fire!"

"I didn't add any exaggeration," Roman said, "Infertile spermatozoa...isn't it just a terminal illness?"

“Why is infertility a terminal disease?”

"Just say never."

Stank: "..."

At this time, two hands were placed on Stank's shoulders, and another hand was placed on Stank's butt.

Without turning his head, Stank knew that the two hands on his shoulders belonged to Jer and Aesop, and the hand on his butt belonged to Ganqiu.

"Stank, your father is already like this, so don't be so angry." Aesop said.

"Yes, Stank, I know you are using anger to cover up your sadness. In fact, there is no need for this at all. You can cry as much as you want in front of your brothers," Jer said.

"It's true. Brother, do you want me to lend you a shoulder to cry on? But I need you to kneel down, but it doesn't matter. Brother's shoulders are generous." Ganqiu Le said.

Come on, come on, you bastards!

Stank felt that his fists were getting harder and harder, especially when he heard the words of the three people who pretended to be serious but actually suppressed their smiles, he felt that his anger was about to burst out.

At this time, Stank felt extremely regretful. He regretted why he had brought these bastards back to his hometown. He was simply shooting himself in the foot.

Roman also felt that Stank was already in a state of anger about to burst out, and quickly explained: "This matter is still a big blow to the master, and it is no different from a real terminal illness. After all... terminal illness Oh, this is not a terminal illness."

"God damn it!" It was okay not to listen to the explanation. When he heard Roman's explanation, Stank felt that the veins on his forehead were throbbing even more. "Why should he let go of such an end at his age? And the word "end" is not included. , shouldn’t it be because I’m dead that he’s called the Queen of Jue! Because he’s gone and can’t have any more offspring, he’s called the Queen of Jue! How old is the old man? He’s still thinking about traveling across the world and galloping on horseback! That’s not the human body Is it the natural law of development?”

"That's not what you said." Roman said, "After you left, Master, I have been very depressed. I have been living with guilt for so many years."

After listening to Roman's words, Stank's angry expression changed slightly: "Guilty? What is the old man feeling guilty about?"

"Of course I'm feeling guilty for your leaving." Roman said, "The master feels that it's his fault that you don't want to stay with him and instead want to take risks alone. This makes him very upset and guilty all the time. .”

Stank's expression relaxed a little bit again, and his sharp eyes gradually became gentle: "So, is that so? Does the old man still think like this?"

"Yes." Roman nodded repeatedly and said, "The thing he talks about most often is, when he and his wife were happy, why were they not in a magic circle with protective measures? Otherwise, there would be no unworthy descendant like you. ”

Stank's expression that had just softened suddenly froze.

After half an hour...

"Hey, hey, Stank! That's your dad, that's your dad!"

"Don't draw the sword, don't draw the sword! A warrior's sword should be used on the dream demon, not the father!"

"Wait a minute, it's not right to use it on a dream demon! Of course it's even more wrong to use it on a father!"

Aesop, Jer, and Ganqiu desperately hugged Stank, who had already drawn his sword, shouting "Let me go and let me fight to the death with that old bastard."

"Well, young master, you don't need to get too excited. The master is just joking. You are his son and you know him best." Roman also hurriedly warned him.

"Yeah, then I know him very well!" Stank gritted his teeth and said, "He hasn't made a joke with me in all these years! Not even a joke!"

Although he was still angry on his lips, he softened his actions. He put down his sword and sighed heavily.

"Damn it, why is my biological father such a bird?" Stank put away his sword, his brows full of exhaustion. He smiled bitterly at Aesop and the others and said, "You guys are laughing. , I thought that after so many years of not seeing him, my dad must have changed a bit, but I didn’t expect that he hasn’t changed at all... Well, he should be considered a change, but he has only become more serious. I really don’t want to see him. He is dead, otherwise we should hide somewhere else."

Jer patted Stank on the shoulder and comforted him: "Don't worry about it so much. No matter what, your dad is better than my dad. At least he still misses you, that is to say, he is a bit broken. I definitely hope you stay in my heart."

"Yes, Stank." Ganqiu patted Stank's thigh and comforted him, "All dads are the same. They chatter endlessly, but they are still very soft in their hearts, right, Aesop."

Aesop shook his head and said, "I don't know, I don't have a father."

Everyone: "..."

This topic was killed in one sentence, making it difficult for Stank to stop being pretentious. Originally, he thought that the next step would be for him to vent his bitterness and tell them about his miserable childhood. Now, now Okay, Aesop ended the topic directly. This is nonsense.

Not sure if he felt that the topic had become deadlocked, Aesop spoke again: "But I have a teacher. Can the teacher be considered my father?"

"That must count. After all, I brought you up." Jer said, "Sometimes, the role of father does not have to be limited to blood relations. He has the grace of nurturing and education for you. You can treat him as a father."

"That's right." Aesop thought for a moment, and then replied seriously, "Then I have quite a lot of dads, more than ten, maybe."

Everyone: "..."

Damn it, it's really better not to talk about this topic with Aesop, this guy is a complete atmosphere terminator.

"Master, have you calmed down?" Seeing that Stank didn't seem so angry anymore, Roman said cautiously, "Actually, it's good that you're back now... No, it should be said that it's very timely. Because now the master is indeed facing a crisis. He is facing a relatively big trouble and he doesn’t know how to solve it.”

"Trouble, what trouble can there be?" Stank said angrily, "He has already lost his sperm, so what trouble can there be? Isn't it more convenient for Happy in the future? He can continue to be shameless with his more than ten harems. If we no longer have a restless life, what kind of troubles can we have? Is it possible that I can’t lift my sperm even after I’ve lost it?”

"Well, it's not because of that." Roman said, "Actually, the master's ability is still there. The gun fire is still there, but he can't shoot real bullets."

"Damn it, you don't have to explain this kind of thing to me so clearly!" Stank felt that he was really embarrassed today, even more embarrassed than when he was forced to enter a sex shop to debut as a woman, "You Just tell me directly if he has any trouble, no need to say too much."

"Okay, okay." Roman nodded repeatedly, and then said, "You should know that the master only has a son, the young master, and you have left, so the master must face the issue of the heir. After all, it is such a big problem. The territory must not be without heirs. So during this period, the master has been working very hard, but he found that... ahem, as he got older, he contracted such a terminal disease. "

"So?" Stank asked as if he had guessed something, "Does the old man want me to bring him a son back so that he can directly pass on his position to his grandson?"

"Oh, that's not the case." Roman said, "Master said you were born a traitor, and your son must also be a traitor, so I don't want to pass on my position to you."

"damn it……"

"Stank, don't get excited! Don't get excited!"

"Put the sword down, put the sword down quickly!"

After another commotion, Stank reluctantly calmed down and continued to listen to Roman's explanation.

"Anyway, I still want a biological son of my own." Roman coughed twice, and then said, "So, I looked for doctors, magicians, and even shamans. I just wanted to see if anyone could cure him. He is terminally ill."

"and then?"