In the other world where there are countless sets of teaching materials for making miracles and gods at every turn, there is no shortage of things like magic sticks. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

For example, the Temple of Pleasure often pops up a few gods, the bewitching of the handsome and beautiful men, in fact, the service industry practitioners who want a higher price and better technology, and the big nobles who have tried it all say that it is good;

For example, the druids of the Church of the God of Nature often go to remote mountainous areas to put a few natural magic spells to achieve effects such as earth rejuvenation, saying that it is a gift from God, but in fact, it is for the copper plates in their pockets;

For example, the Church of the God of Light often organizes a few angels to descend, so that a large group of fools and fools feel the call of divine grace and confess their sins to the priest in the church, in fact, in order to sell the indulgence with a cost price of three copper plates for five gold coins;

Another example is that some "old dragon clock" bards often hold a crystal ball or something like that, giving frustrated young people guidance and teaching some life experience, to put it bluntly, let him die without pain;

Another example......

But there is no such thing as a face-to-face thing that includes all the categories of god sticks, after all, the bottom god stick relies on the "oracle" to fool, and the upper god stick ...... There is no magic stick in the upper class, and most of the real powerhouses in the upper strata of the pan-continent can glimpse the flow of the long river of fate, which is similar to "pinching your fingers on a whim".

Therefore, the proletarian medical dog was hit by a critical blow, and he opened his mouth and didn't know how to explain it, could it be that he said, "It's not good to deceive people, what kind of old driver are you pretending to be a big girl with yellow flowers?" Or do you ask bluntly, "Is it very someone, for example, the one who peeked at you in the shower and was beaten to the point that he couldn't get on you, and was making rumors about you"?

Not to mention anything else, it is estimated that he will be roasted by Angelina first, but not fully cooked, after all, even if he is a god, the royal family has a thousand ways to kill the gods with weak divine power, and she still has to rely on Chamberlain to prepare a medicine to continue the violet family bloodline.

"After the war is over, you and Yu should go to the West Coast, where you have collected a lot of potion raw materials, enough for you to use. Angelina didn't pursue it, but there is no concept of face in this world, and she couldn't imagine that the medical dog would be an old driver in this regard.

Matter determines consciousness, and where can there be no understanding of matter? Dialectical materialism is indeed a peerless method that spans the heavens and all worlds.

Therefore, the medical dog evaporated the sweat on his forehead without a trace, and after thanking the dialectical materialism in his heart, he said: "This ...... It's not good, it's better for me to go back to the imperial capital to prepare potions, and then send them to Your Excellency through the teleportation array. ”

Angelina smiled slightly, stood up, stood behind Chamberlain, and exhaled: "Is it possible that Your Highness is afraid that you will be given a formula......?"

The proletarian medical dog only felt an itch in his right ear, and the touch on his right arm flashed away, and he was instantly excited, but the strong mental power still calmed his mind at the first time, but the itching in his nose had a precursor to a three-foot nosebleed.

"Your Excellency, it's the same everywhere you dispense...... the medical dog swallowed desperately, and said with a struggle, the concentration brought by the strong spiritual power is fighting with the nature of the medical dog at this moment, and he himself is completely frozen there.

Angelina whispered softly in Chamberlain's ear: "How about going to Yu's territory, how about our territory not far apart......"

Far and near are teleportation arrays, except for going out to do some unsightly private things, who cares about the distance?

The medical dog was about to open his mouth when Angelina blew softly, and then said, "You don't want to meet with that old fellow Wendthor and the other noble heirs directly after I launch the 'Hephaestus Fury', right?"

The last sentence was directly poked in the heart of the medical dog, and the richest piece was cut directly from the cake of this religious war, Marshal Wendsol, the cake maker, may not say anything, after all, his son Capello is here, but other nobles and nobles can give him a good face to have a ghost.

The medical dog stiffened, scolded a few words of "miscalculation" in his heart, and said that he and the marquis were really not of the same grade in calculation, and there were still too many postures to learn, and he didn't see if he had that appetite when he ate cake.

"If you leave with you, you will take all the responsibility. The marquis smiled sweetly, like a little Lori who had just eaten milk pudding, "The reason why Yu is looking for you to do something, the alliance should know it, and Yu's temperament, the alliance also knows, so ......"

The medical dog gritted his teeth and nodded with a kind of tragedy on the execution ground: "Okay, that's it!"

The domain-level powerhouse who has been beaten by Angelina is not just an abyssal strangler Earl Upton, so this time it is a little more out of line, and it is estimated that no one will say anything.

So, Capello, who had arranged everything, walked into the big tent and saw such a scene, the marquis, who was dressed very coolly, stood behind the medical dog with an ambiguous face, and from his point of view, the whole person pounced on the medical dog, and his mouth was blowing into the ears of the medical dog.

"People have to die more than people, and goods have to be thrown away. Count Capello lowered his head and slowly retreated, the medical dog had now completely crushed him in terms of origin, force value (at least in terms of military record), knowledge, and sexual encounters.

As for morality, chastity, and so on...... The aristocrats said, what is that?

Seeing this cargo walk in, the medical dog was like a drowning man grasping the last straw that saved his life, where was the reason for him to run away? He coughed dryly, and hurriedly said, "Count Capello, are things all arranged?"

Capello stopped and nodded: "Your Highness, everything is arranged, the teleportation array will be built in four hours, do you need to say hello to Marshal Wendsol?"

The medical dog nodded and stood up: "I'll personally negotiate with the marshal, I'm going to go to the fiefdom of the Violet family once later, and I won't go back to the alliance with the army." ”

Capello's eyes flashed with a look of surprise, and he retreated with admiration, the medical dog took a deep breath, and wanted to pick up his pirated AL big sword to give him a ruthless blow, his reputation as a twenty-five-year-old virgin of the pseudo-Prime Minister of the British Empire, the developer of the witch cult Powerful Pills, and the second medical dog Chamberlain of S Dayan, it is estimated that when he returns to the imperial capital of the Alliance, he will turn into a river......

"Your Highness is such an interesting person. Angelina walked past the medical dog, chuckled softly, and then walked out of the tent and gave the medical dog a graceful back.

"What the hell is this? The proletarian medical dog gritted his teeth, suddenly felt a little warm in his nose, and reached out to touch it, and the blood in his hand.

He sniffled vigorously, took out a paper and wiped it, and the medical dog said viciously: "What the hell is this!"