Let me introduce you, this is my girlfriend, the Israeli boxing champion

"When nothing happens, I live an ordinary life. If someone is looking for an opportunity to harm me, I will go and punish him. If my existence itself is a disaster, then I will let others taste the taste of disaster."

Everyone has their own happiness, but she doesn't. She has been given the responsibility of a gatekeeper since birth. The so-called happiness is something that she doesn't need.

If it weren't for the special nature of this world, she wouldn't have come here in person in her real body. Perhaps after this journey, she would gain a lot, Scathach thought to herself, and began to look forward to tomorrow.

At 22:00, after coming out of the shower and putting on his pajamas, Alan looked at Romani who was sleeping with his arms around a pillow. His cheeks were slightly flushed, his body curled up like a child, his hands holding the pillow, and he was mumbling a few words in his sleep from time to time.

“… macarons… profiteroles… chestnut cake…”

Alan had to go get some paper, this foodie was drooling!

He wiped the corner of her mouth carefully. Because of some experiences in her early years, it was much more difficult for Romani to fall into a deep sleep, but fortunately nothing happened, which was great.

The world was pitch black. I walked to the balcony and looked up at the strangely shaped moon. I didn’t know if it was because of my eyes, but there was a circle of faint blue flame around the moon.

“It’s really the perfect timing.”

In a trance, he spoke as if he was bewitched by the moon.

"Go to sleep."

He lay down, stretched out his arms and legs, and relaxed his tired body, but at the same time he did not forget to disturb Romani who was sleeping soundly. My mind was blank, and sleepiness gradually came over me. My body relaxed heavily, and my consciousness was slowly being pulled away.

It's like being trapped in the deep sea.

Unconsciously, his and her hands touched each other and then held each other tightly.

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PS1: What? OG beat EG again. Is this OG's corporate culture?

I think I know why Ceb is watching the game live.

The boss gave a death order: we must not lose to RG, even to the CSGO division!

PS2: The focus tomorrow will be to see whether Mr. Shu can kill the Sakura brothers and go to Los Angeles.

YYSY, RNG’s management is really professional.

PS3: Wu Lei! Forever the Catalan football king!

Chapter 158 You are a good person, but you are useless

Alan poked the bottom of the bowl with a spoon, and the corn flakes shrank and collapsed as he moved, sinking into the cloudy milk. He stirred the oatmeal, and the oat flakes in the porridge had long since turned into mud at the bottom of the bowl.

Today is July 7th. The original plan was to visit Amadeus, a local resident, but it had to be postponed.

The reason for the stranded was also very funny: Romani, who couldn't control his mouth, ordered a bowl of matcha ice cream because he was greedy, and then, the invincible Solomon fell down.

That's it. Allen, the hardworking tool, now gets up to cook breakfast for his colleagues himself, and he also has to cook a portion of brown sugar water at the same time.

"What are you talking about going to Roland Garros? The most important French Open of the clay court season is over."

Nadal was in class when he lifted the Musketeers Cup, and Cow was in front of the TV when he lifted the Musketeers Cup. As for Djokovic... I couldn't even see him. Sigh...

"Morning, aren't you going out today?"

"Romani is down, so stay home today."

"what's the situation?"

"She ordered ice cream."

Allen had already said this, it would be strange if Scathach still didn't understand. She looked at the food cooking in the kitchen, and her eyes turned to him with interest.

"I feel like you're more like a babysitter."

"You think so too?" Alan finally finished the cereal in his bowl. The news on TV today was that the last team marching towards Paris will arrive tomorrow. It seemed like news from the 18th century.

"Are you worried?"

"It is not a good thing to speak out what is hidden in people's hearts."

He put his bowl into the sink, picked up a rag, put some dishwashing detergent on it, and started scrubbing it. It was done in no time.

"No dishwasher? I thought there would be one."

"I'm sorry to disappoint you." Although she was quite honest, there was no apology in Scathach's words. However, Alan didn't mind at all. After turning off the gas stove, he carefully opened the lid and added a few pieces of brown sugar after making sure that the ginger water had turned a little yellow.

The next step is to wait for the ginger juice to dissolve into the melted brown sugar and then you can declare it done.

"Don't you have wolfberries, red dates, or red beans?"

"What kind of useless person training plan is this?"

"It would have been great if I could have made her a useless person back then." After getting the answer he wanted, he shook his head with some regret.

"Then I'll go up first. Besides, breakfast has been cooked inside. Although you shouldn't need it since you're Scathach, it's better to pay attention to this aspect."

Alan poured the brown sugar ginger water into the bowl, took out a spoon and went upstairs.

"What a gentle man." She praised someone for the first time in a long time, but after that, she shook her head with regret.

"It's a pity that besides being gentle, she has nothing good to offer. I hope she can give people a little surprise."

Of course, Alan did not hear Scathach's evaluation of him. After placing the bowl of freshly made brown sugar ginger water on the bedside table, he gently woke up Romani who had fallen into sleep again.

"Romani, it's time to wake up."

Romani, lying on the bed, slowly opened his eyes. Although he had not noticed it before, when he opened his eyes again, a feeling of weakness naturally invaded him.

"Alan, how long have I slept..."

Her thoughts gradually returned and she opened her dry mouth and made a sound.

"It's been about two hours. Get up first." He helped Romani up and leaned against the headboard. Romani closed his eyes again with a smile on his lips.

"How do you feel now?"

"Yeah, it's still a bit uncomfortable."

"Why are you always thinking about that ice cream?" He kept complaining, and his tone sounded very unpleasant, but she knew that this was a manifestation of his concern.

"Come on, open your mouth." Alan blew the brown sugar water until it cooled down a little before putting it into her dry mouth.

"Really? You should be more careful next time. If you want me to remember even days like this, I'll just move out and live with you."

"Today, don't get out of bed. Have a good rest. I will cook porridge for lunch."

There is no doubt that Romani is no longer the same as before.

On that road, the first fellow traveler appeared, and under Allen's advice, she gradually enjoyed the happiness of being a living "person" called "Romani Achiman".

This was an experience that King Solomon had never had, because fate would not allow her to have a shoulder to lean on.

But what she didn't know was that true concern cannot be plugged in and out like a circuit. Anyone who cares about the fate of others will lose some of their own freedom.

"Go to sleep, everything will be fine tomorrow."

"I can't sleep." She was throwing a tantrum like a child, and there was also some coquettishness in her words because she knew Alan would always give in.

"Okay, then I'll sing a love song."

So, Alan spoke under Romani's confused gaze.

"Twinkle, twinkle, little star..."

"How I wonder what you are..."

"Up above the world so high..."

“Like a diamond in the sky….”

"Twinkle, twinkle, little star..."

"How I wonder what you are..."

As the song played, her eyelids gradually began to droop, and finally, unable to hold on any longer, she returned to the starry sky that Allen had created for her.

The sky was also lonely tonight, with no stars and no moon, and this was exactly what Alan wanted to see, because that moon really made him feel uncomfortable from the bottom of his heart.

He went out as much as possible without disturbing anyone.

The situation in the vicinity was quite stable, and there were no suspicious signs.

"It's just like the Holy Grail War." Allen sighed. "I wonder if the natural gas pipeline will explode."

Why do you choose to go out alone?

Why not ask Scathach for help?

If you look at it from an outsider's perspective, you can understand all of this.

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PS1: The Four Great Classics of Tea Team

No One Cares About Brother Chen

Brother Chen Can't Die

This is Brother Chen

Brother Chen Delivers the Holy Sword

I have to sigh that the two Sakura heroes have never forgotten their original aspirations.

PS2: Shijie is 40 years old, which means Mina is 20 years old and can get married (inaccurate)

Don’t say anything more. I’ve been lusting after my mother-in-law’s body all my life.

Chapter 159: Like a dream, like a shadow

To be honest, after the sudden death on July 7st in the first episode, even if nothing happened in the past few days, if a person has real judgment, he will not go out alone.

Even if some possibilities are ruled out, Paris does look like something is wrong. And still acting alone in this situation is like using oneself as bait to lure out the still lurking fish.

But then again, since this is my own business, it would be terrible if others must be taking action in secret without understanding my thoughts.

"This should be considered a spur of the moment action..."

Alan looked up at the night sky and began to walk.

As soon as you notice a smile or something incoherent, run away immediately and then go back to your room obediently to greet the dawn.

The moon finally appeared. It broke through the clouds and appeared in front of Alan again. He looked up at the moon. The air was fresh and the moonlight illuminated the darkness.

It was very quiet tonight, and there was nothing unusual even on the road. Although there was no one on the road, I could still hear the happy laughter coming from every household.

If Paris were this peaceful and calm every day, I would definitely take Romani out for a walk one day.

"Everything is fine tonight, let's go check it out somewhere else."

Alan expanded the patrol area, but before leaving, he saw a figure from the corner of his eye, and it didn't look like a single person.

Although they are both residential areas, there are still differences. If Allen's place is full of people, this place is exactly the opposite. There are no screams around, not even the cries of cats and dogs.

Thanks to the bright moonlight, it looks brighter than usual here.

Unconsciously, Allen had walked out of the range he had originally estimated. He crossed the arch bridge and headed for the north bank.

Just like that night, there was no one on the bridge at this time, only the whistling of the wind blowing from nowhere.

If you ask them about the weirdness of Paris, everyone can feel it, but if you ask them what is weird or wrong, they can't explain it.

"Over there, something seems to have happened?"

Looking over from the bridge on Allen's side, there seemed to be a lot of movement on the island downstream of the Seine.

"It seems to be called...Ile de la Cité."

What happened next was unbelievable to him."

He saw the Demon Pillar again.

It was a huge pillar of flesh with a black base and huge scarlet eyeballs, exactly the same as the one that night.

There were also two humans who appeared and were confronting each other. He didn't know who they were, nor did he want to know who they were.

From Allen's point of view, there was a man who seemed to be enraged and rushed forward. At first glance, he seemed to be brainless, but in fact, he was very agile and his rich fighting skills were immediately revealed. If Allen was not mistaken, the weapon he used should be a gun or something like that.

The scarlet twin guns were wielded, flashing with electric light. Visible magical fluctuations gathered together, causing the twin guns to flash with a threatening yet gorgeous glow.

The lasers that kept shooting from the Demon Pillar's eyes corroded everything they went through. The foul smell drifted in with the wind, forcing him to pinch his nose.