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

"But it's only been three hours!"

"In London, this is the time for afternoon tea, and we only eat a little, so we digest it all when we get home."

"That's impossible!"

"Really? People who do mental work should consume more energy..."

“Anyway, there are many, many reasons!”

Although she said that, she never looked away. She was not honest at all. Okay, Alan, it's time to attack!

"But I'm very hungry now. Look, I've been carrying it for so long."

"That's also true..."

"And you see, there are discounts for couples buying together."

There was actually a green -20% off sign on the glass wall, which Romani could not refuse.

"Not just ours, buy Scathach's too."

"it is good!"

You see, she agreed immediately.

The freshly baked macarons were still steaming, and Romani's hesitation just now seemed like a lie. He opened the box without hesitation and leaned in to smell the aroma.

"It actually smells like roses, don't you want it, Alan?"

"Wait a minute, let me put down the bag first--"

As he spoke, three white and slender fingers pinched a macaron and stuffed it into his mouth. The hot aroma enveloped his face and stimulated his sense of smell; the aroma of roses lingered in his mouth, which was another kind of taste.

"Is it tasty?"

“It’s delicious, hot.”

Her pretty face turned red all the way to her ears, and her smile was as clear as dewdrops condensed on lotus leaves, pure and innocent.

"This is the first time, Alan."

"the first time?"

"Yes, shopping together, eating while walking together, traveling together, these are all firsts, and one less thing on my wish list."

"I have many, many, many dreams like this, and I want to do many things. I keep making wishes in my dreams... Am I too greedy?"

"Not at all, really."

"You know, I'm very happy now, Alan."

The evening was beautiful, and we were walking home together. The setting sun stretched our figures very long, like a slow-motion picture in a movie.

As long as he keeps hoping, it will go on endlessly.

That man seemed to unconsciously want to prolong the war, neither ending it nor continuing it, repeating it over and over again.

Even so, the light will eventually fade. If only the form remains, the color will gradually become turbid. No matter how dazzling it is, the fresh light that has appeared will soon disappear.

It's like an eclipse. It's completely dark and won't shine again.

"--ha"

He actually became a bit of an idiot.

No matter who made this wish, no matter how much you think about it, it will not change.

"Just like you can't kill me no matter what, right?" Andusias looked at the broken street lamp, and her figure was illuminated by the flickering light.

"The Queen of the Kingdom of Shadows, Her Majesty Scathach."

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PS1: Is LGD getting better after kicking the first gate?

PS2: 3M3.0 is really disappointing. I give up.

PS3: All kinds of beds are available except Fearless.

Chapter 187 From then on, she realized that she was an outsider

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That was the record of the battle that took place during the first cycle, and the time point was just after she personally executed Alan, who had undergone a mutation.

"Wonderful, wonderful, really wonderful." Andusias in the unicorn state praised the decision made by the two people in this scene of life and death.

"What a wonderful and ready-made script. It's a pity that Amadeus is not here now, otherwise he would be full of inspiration and would definitely write an opera that is no less than Don Giovanni."

"Hello, dear Queen, welcome to Paris."

"No. 67, Demon Pillar Andusias..."

Scathach narrowed her eyes slightly and looked down at the unicorn that appeared there. Just as she thought, the identity of the real culprit of the burning of Renri was about to be revealed, but there was still a problem waiting to be solved.

How did that guy take over the ownership?

"Are you the only one? I don't know what Castle in the Air is planning, but it would be perfect if you're the only one."

No matter what kind of guys they are, it will be fine as long as we kill them here. We can't get any information out of them.

"Wow."

The unicorn looked at the woman who had executed her teammate with her own hands. The overflowing fighting spirit made it feel that what she had just said was not a lie.

"Why not just say now that Vashak is not dead?" It muttered softly, feeling a little afraid of this queen who had not made a name for herself in official history.

"Anyway, the coffin lid can't cover him."

Alan's death was definitely not an illusion. But this was too strange, it didn't fit at all, and there were too many contradictions.

Oh, and Dacia is the name mentioned just now -

"Although your identity has been pointed out, please introduce yourself. Andusias, don't be polite and go out."

The sun will rise anyway.

Scathach got on the stage, holding two magic spears in her hands, which were stained with the blood of her own kind, thanks to Astaroth. Now when she saw these brightly colored spears, she always felt that she would gain levels by killing people, which was really harmful to people.

A person who used to slack off all day has now become a person who stays in the room and reads fantasy novels all day. It is such a waste of his ability to travel between the past and the future.

As expected, the Supreme Four Pillars were not much better. It dodged and moved while trying to counterattack by taking advantage of Scathach's stiffness every time she fired her gun, but unfortunately, it could only park the bus now.

Rather than saying that the two sides were fighting with spears and horns, it was more like a one-sided crushing, a battle without the use of treasures or magic, relying purely on the attack and defense of simple physical functions. But from the perspective of an observer, the unicorn's attack seemed even more chaotic.

If we count the number of attacks each time, for every time Scathach swings a gun, it will choose to attack three or four times. It is normal for a beast that is outmatched in strength to use its natural agility to launch a sneak attack.

But there was nothing he could do about his own stiffness, so the more he fought, the more passive he became. As time went by, the situation gradually became strange.

In terms of speed alone, Andusias was definitely not slow. It was able to launch some counterattacks under such intensive attacks. Although it was at a disadvantage, it was still able to handle it with ease. Its pace changed rapidly, and the situation came to a stalemate for a while.

"Hahaha......"

It made a gasping sound, ignoring the pain in its throat due to lack of oxygen and the wailing of its flesh. At first glance, the wounds looked serious, but in fact they were all flesh wounds. It ignored them all and continued to fight.

It was a frenzy that didn't care about its own destruction, it was a beast that didn't think with its brain. The surging killing intent gradually blurred its figure. The gradually rising killing desire turned into mist and enveloped its body.

Andusias increased his attack speed by who knows how many times, and was about to break through the barrier of the magic spear, but was completely bounced away.

Originally, humans could not fight against wild beasts, but now the situation has reversed, and Scathach has an overwhelming advantage. No matter how fast it speeds up, it cannot touch her clothes in the end.

But even though it knew it was no match for its opponent, it continued to charge forward.

Scathach didn't understand Andusias's kamikaze attack. According to her initial expectations, the opposing Demon Pillar should have made a judgment after a few rounds of fighting. She was even more concerned about its behavior that went against the grain.

After countless feints, she finally fired a tentative shot, aiming squarely at the left eye.

The spear was pulled out, and blood spurted out from the wound. Andusias closed his eyes tightly, and the bright red blood quickly flowed out of his wound and dripped onto the ground, and the splashing blood dyed his clean white mane red.

It was mortally wounded, and no doubt what happened next after the probing attack had yielded unexpected results is a matter of common knowledge.

"Thrust! Pierce! Pierce through with the spear of death!"

After provoking it, what greeted it was imminent death. Red lightning flew towards Andusias, and what was coming was damage that could bring people to the brink of death and make it impossible for them to continue fighting.

"hey-hey."

The mortally wounded beast sneered, looking oddly confident.

"What are you laughing at, No. 67 Andusias? To be honest, I'm curious why you don't use the Demon Pillar form."

Since it was already dead, she might as well chat with it.

"Let's see what happens next."

It lay on its side on the ground, blood flowing from its heart, and it looked like it was barely alive, but it looked more like a winner.

"What do you mean?" She keenly caught the hidden message in its words, but the unicorn did not answer her. It had stopped all signs of life activities and then disappeared.

Seeing this, Scathach did not delay. She wanted to go back and do the remedial work, otherwise it would be difficult to explain when King Solomon woke up and found that she was missing.

"Fortunately, Alan's soul was temporarily pulled into the Kingdom of Shadows, otherwise it would be impossible to get it back... Huh?" She stood there in a daze.

"What about a soul as big as mine?"

Feeling something was wrong, she disarmed herself and changed back into her normal clothes. The Nokia phone in her coat kept vibrating. It was the best Nokia in the village that she had gotten when she transformed into a spirit when she first entered this world.

Scathach took out her cell phone. The small screen was lit up. Except for the fact that she asked Alan to check the time in the afternoon, everything else was as it was at the factory settings.

She looked at the time and date on her phone. Her body felt particularly cold on such a hot day in July.

3:57/7/1/2009

Everything is overturned from the beginning.

PS1: "Drogba's jersey is loose like a parachute, and the loose clothes pull the clothes so it is not a foul."

I'm sick of it. There are really only two hometowns, Spain and Argentina. It's just double standards as soon as you open your mouth.

It was really satisfying to watch the 10 and 12 movies.

PS2: #Olav modified Chris de Jong's router#

@Mouzsports suggested killing

PS3: I feel like I can’t even start school this semester…

Chapter 188 Prison Break

"You call this infiltration?"

"But at least we have achieved our goal, which is good. Moreover, our origin is legitimate and we don't have to worry about the risk of being discovered, Mr. Francois."

"...You are amazing."

Voltaire looked out from the carriage and saw the fortress that symbolized conservatism and stubbornness within his sight. Although Ritsuka's idea was bad, it was unexpectedly feasible.

"I never thought I would have the chance to return to the Bastille again in my lifetime."

When you revisit an old place, you always have a different feeling. Just like now, when he looked out the window, he knew very well that the era of kings was over.

The king went from being the leader of the aristocracy to being the symbol of the nation. The flame of liberalism was about to spread across Europe, but the German national consciousness had already awakened.

This was a farewell to an era. When the colonies gained independence one after another, when the Holy Roman Empire was dissolved, and when coal smoke began to float over London, the era of kings ended and the era of capitalists began.

"Are you sad?" Li Xiang asked.

"I'm just sighing." Voltaire indicated that he was fine. "So can you explain why you chose this lady who seemed so reluctant?"

The person he was pointing at was Aku Hinako. Ritsuka had already prepared for this, and she explained righteously: "We need someone to take charge of the fighting force."

"...Are you sure?"

"of course."

After all, such a capable fighter is right next to us, it would be a waste if we don’t use him!

"First of all, I want to make it clear that I am the type who commands, not the type who personally goes into battle. Ritsuka, you can bring Mashu or the contemporary Valkyrie with you."

It was a logical explanation, and Ritsuka almost believed it. Who would believe that someone who did that kind of operation was actually good at commanding?

"Really?" She pretended to be very surprised. "But Akagi-senpai, we can't go back anymore."

"..."