"Ah, I remember"

Seeing a violent spark flickering in the air, I slammed my fist into the head.

"Sister, the crawling appearance, the crawling appearance hasn't been cleaned up yet."

Half of me was playing round, half of it was really remorseful, I seemed to remember something when I first came back, and it was only now that I suddenly realized that I had forgotten to clean up all the items that had fallen after killing the crawling face.

"I thought something was wrong, but it turned out to be this." After my interruption, my sister's sharp gaze finally moved away from Princess Sanwu, as if it was better, and Morissa also lowered her head humbly.

"Crawling looks or something, if you want to kill it, you can kill it again at any time, if you are too calculating, you don't look like a boy."

In the eyes of others, the extremely powerful little BOS-level crawling appearance seems to be just a little rabbit in Sister Sharna's tone, and she can kill whenever she wants, but her sister is indeed qualified to say so, because she is fully equipped with this strength, uh, I can do it too, so why do I always forget the fact that I am a master in front of my sister?

However, even if my sister says it, I'm also distressed, you must know that the last blow before the death of the repellent appearance was carried out by me, so my explosion rate should also be counted, small boss-level monsters, it won't be surprising to drop a gold equipment or something, and there is also a proof that every time you kill the reptilian appearance, you can use a special potion to cut off a small part of its body, and then bring it back for verification by the mage union, as long as you can prove that you have killed more than four bosses, then you can get the qualification to go to the Kurast harbor.

Now I just hope that the things that come out of the crawling appearance will be cheaper for the adventure team, but I think the most likely thing is that it will be picked up by a monster after being reborn, and then hidden somewhere.

While I was secretly distressed, my sister had already passed me and Morisa and went straight through the corridor to the hall. Although she did not pay attention to material comforts, but seeing the lush grass and flowers outside the huge floor-to-ceiling glass, my sister's eyes still flashed a trace of satisfaction, she took off the armor on her body, revealing a red tight-fitting civilian clothes, after untying the long rope, naturally found the large rattan chaise longue where I usually sit, and the fine silk that spread out poured on the chair as she sat down. It was as if it had been covered with a layer of golden satin.

Well, that's the master's chair, I followed to the hall, and saw my sister half-lying on the chair with her slender and slender legs crossed, as if to announce that from now on this chair would be my throne, and no one was allowed to touch it again, and I looked left and right, damn King Fat Pig, he didn't seem to think about receiving guests here. Therefore, in the whole spacious and elegant hall, a rattan chair as large as a bed is placed in the center, as if it is specially highlighting and emphasizing its own status, is this the common problem of power*? Am I going to sit on the floor in the future?

"What are you doing there, sit down quickly." Seeing me standing in the doorway in a daze, Sister Sharna turned her head in displeasure. He patted the vacant seat next to him.

Nodding stunnedly, this is indeed a good idea, and the chair is really convenient.

As soon as I sat down, my sister's little hand was already hugging me. Wrapping his arms around my waist and resting on my chest, he rubbed his face comfortably a few times, and sighed with satisfaction. Hey, did you use me as a pillow?

At this time, Morisa also followed from behind, seeing this situation, I don't know why, I suddenly her emotionless eyes seemed to burn with this sense of confrontation? Speaking of which, this little princess Lori is also 15 years old, has the awkward period of resistance finally arrived?

I saw her come up. Small steps fluttered to the other side of me. Suddenly kneeling down and sitting down, like a spoiled kitten. The little hand, which was softer and more delicate than a pianist, was placed on the back of my hand, and the little face was also attached to it, and Sister Sharna lay on top of me.

"The hosts

With an almost delicate sound, the face that was clinging to the back of the hand turned around, and a pair of large bright yellow eyes stared at me.

"Uhhh

I gasped, and the three hundred and sixty pores of my body seemed to be poured into the legendary martial arts novels, where the protagonist often encountered the cold ice for thousands of years, and goosebumps began to spread from the back of my right hand to my whole body at a speed like bubbles rising from boiling hot water.

No, no, it's not that the voice of the princess is ugly, on the contrary, it is very feeling, but think about it, if this delicate owner is matched with that pair of emotionless eyes, what kind of situation will it be? It's like a synthesized voice coming out of the mouth of a boxy machine, can you get excited in the face of the cold iron?

Moreover, it is similar to the princess of Sanwu now - some heroines in the legend also have a very pure and innocent smile and use a murder weapon such as a firewood knife and chainsaw to make the living into meat sauce, could it be that she is not resistant, but hateful? I haven't deceived her feelings, I haven't ** her, I haven't let her abandon her after she gets pregnant, the sky can testify!

While I was tremblingly planning to get rid of everything in the house that could be used as a murder weapon, Princess Sanwu continued her gruesome performance.

"Master, didn't you promise that when you come back, you must fill little Jasmine's body with love?"

Small...... Little Jasmine? Who can sue me, how can I complain.

I looked blankly at Princess Sanwu's cold eyes, which expressed the exact opposite meaning of what she said, and asked in an affirmative tone.

"You still have those books...... you'll have them."

What a familiar line...... I dare to swear to God, this guy definitely still has a set of H books that I confiscated last time, no, maybe there is more than one set, who is it, in the dark continent that has fallen into dire straits, who is still writing this kind of obscene literature that poisons the minds of teenagers, if it is revealed by me, he must wash his rotten and filthy brain with a steel wire a hundred times.

"This kind of thing, I don't say it."

The three-nothing princess immediately turned her head away with a weak heart, this little Lori. Do you hide that you are also a child?

Coldly, the other hand suddenly grabbed my arm, and jerked it out of Princess Sanwu's hand and cheek, and turned back in horror, only to see my sister staring at Morisa with a cold face.

"The maid should be like a maid, the master didn't call you over, so he obediently squatted in the corner for me."

Hearing the words of Princess Sanwu, Sharna felt an inexplicable anger for no reason. Although I don't know what it means to "inject love into the body", but the woman's intuition makes her feel very unhappy, originally the other party is just a small mercenary, usually not in her eyes at all, to deal with this kind of cannon fodder, it is not more difficult than stepping on an ant.

But the woman's intuition told her again that this kind of thing, though she had not yet understood what it was, could not be solved with her fists, and that her intuition told her if she coerced the other party by force. Then he fell into a disadvantage, and even lost, so our arrogant Queen Sharna had the patience to make peace with Princess Sanwu, otherwise with her previous character, she would have killed this little guy with one shot.

"I have only one master. And the only one. Seeing that her hand was taken away, Princess Sanwu simply knelt on my lap, looking like a good girl.

"I'm her sister, her stuff. It's my thing, therefore, she's a handmaiden. That is, my maid. The hand holding my waist suddenly exerted a force, and before I could react, my body was pulled to the other side by my sister, and Princess Sanwu couldn't react, and the wolf pounced on the ground.

"Plop-" She stood up and patted the dust on the garment with her little hand, looking at the Sharna with a blank expression.

"I have only one master. Except for him. No one's words will be heard. As he spoke, he wanted to purr and turn this side, trying to hug my thighs.

"Hmph—" My sister pulled me back in her arms.

Stepping on, the three-no princess came around again.

"Hmph-" was pulled again.

Stomp. Princess Sanwu continued to follow, with a determination not to touch me and swear not to give up, anyway, do you really like my thighs so much?

It was ripped again......

"That's enough, you two." Being spun around like a toy, I finally couldn't help but lift myself.

Pointing to Morissa.

"Go make dinner, I'm hungry." In any case, separate the two of them first, or I will be the first victim of their open and secret fight.

Having said that, Princess Sanwu couldn't disobey my orders now, so she reluctantly glanced at me with a gaze that seemed to be hateful, and walked out in the elegant and triumphant eyes of Sister Sharna.

"Sister, why do you have the same knowledge as her, and you are messing around."

I reluctantly turned my head and looked at my long golden sister who was making a look of "my victory is a matter of course" while combing her long golden sister who would eclipse all the headdresses.

"Brother, your heart is too soft, even a maid is so arrogant, won't you climb on top of your head in the future? I'm here to train her in your place. My sister picked the silk lightly, and the smile on her face was faint but confident, as if she saw my concern, and she continued.

"Don't worry, because she is your brother's thing, I won't hurt her."

"Eh-"

I can only giggle to deal with the past, in fact, I have a big sweat for Morissa's behavior just now, you must know that since the Rogue camp, except for Kasha and a few old guys, I have never seen anyone dare to disobey my sister's meaning, with my sister's moody character, even if I suddenly smiled and pulled out my weapon and cut Morisa in half, I wouldn't feel too strange, when the time came......

"You-!"

Seeing my relieved look, my sister suddenly sighed, hugged me gently, buried me in her fragrant arms again, and gently stroked my head.

"Originally, ......, you should have been me alone, according to the clan rules, all those other women should be killed, but ......"

Fu sighed heavily: "Seeing that you always look indecisive, I really can't be ruthless, I think forget it." As long as my brother can be happy, nothing else matters, if the other Amazons know that I have this thought, I will have to laugh to death. ”

"Didn't my sister say don't care about other eyes?"

I put my backhand around my sister's back, and suddenly my sister was surprisingly petite, I really don't know how such a weak body burst out of the strength of the woman who is better than the eyebrows.

"Little ghost, you're going to talk back, but that's what you're talking about. Why care about other eyes. My sister's little hands tightened tighter, as if trying to suffocate me with her proud breasts.

"Dinner is ready."

When the atmosphere was warm, a mechanical monotonous and emotionless voice sounded at the right time, I reluctantly raised my head from the gentle embrace, only to see Morissa walking in with a half-meter-high crockpot in her hand, so fast, almost less than three minutes to make it, is she the legendary ace chef of the fast food restaurant?

"Excuse me, can you tell me what this is?"

I asked humbly with a black line on my face, pointing to the disgusting colors that emanated from the crockpot and the strange smell of the liquid wafting through it.

"It's a special soup."

Indeed, there is a concise and apt name. But doesn't that mean you haven't said it? What the hell is this? What do you have to do to make this colored liquid that even Picasso can't mix!! I mentally flipped the table over as hard as I could.

"Don't underestimate this pot of soup."

I don't know if it's an illusion, but a sharp light suddenly flashed in Morissa's originally indifferent eyes, and she sternly gestured a few fingers at me.

"This is the work of more than 10 processes and more than 20 days of painstaking work."

I confess that I was stunned by the astonishing two strings of jù, staring wide-eyed at the disgustingly colored unknown liquid floating on the seemingly polluted river with a layer of industrial oil. Could it be that the so-called soup should not be disguised and tasted invincible? It's like Veras's steamed buns, which don't look good but taste surprisingly good, no. No, the steamed noodles can only be said to be a little complicated in color, and this pot of soup has completely exceeded the boundaries of complexity. It's not weird and can't be described.

"Can you tell me, how did you do it?" I swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and still asked uneasily, it takes a certain amount of courage to drink this pot of soup, at least the county must figure out the ingredients inside.

"First, a fine steak, oil and flour."

"Oooh!"

What a normal material. I'm starting to have an expectation for this pot of soup. It might taste surprisingly delicious.

"Then there's the Life Potion, the Mana Potion. Antidote potion, dissolving potion. ”

"Uh-" The scalp began to tingle.

"Dip the steak in flour, put it in an oil pan and fry it until it is eight ripe, and then soak it in the life potion for seven days and seven nights."

"Dip the soaked steak in flour and continue to fry it in a pan until it is eight ripe ......"

"How can there be eight mature, it's already ripe, you idiot!!!" I suddenly had a wave of flapping the table*.

"Then put it in the mana potion and soak it for seven days and seven nights."

Ignoring my frantic complaints, Morisa continued, in fact, she is not silent, she just doesn't want to spend a little more on things that she is not interested in, and when it comes to her own areas of interest, she will fall into a state of self-forgetfulness, such as now.

"Dip the meat steak soaked for the second time in powder, fry it in an oil pan until it is eight ripe, and then put it in the antidote potion to soak for seven days and seven nights."

I said, that steak is definitely rotten.

"Dip the steak soaked for the third time in flour, fry it until it is eight ripe, and then soak it in a dissolving agent for seven days and seven nights."

Enough is enough, spare that poor steak.

"So, what about the steak?"

I looked at this full pot of soup and suddenly became interested in the color and shape of the steak, and of course, I would definitely not eat it, absolutely!!

"......" Princess Sanwu seemed to be a little incomprehensible to my words, tilting her head and looking at me with a puzzled gaze.

"I mean, that poor steak that you've fried four times and soaked for twenty-eight days, isn't it the main course, why is there only soup left?"

"What are you talking about? That steak is just a condiment, the real main dish is these soups, and finally the life, mana, detoxification, and dissolving potions that have soaked in the steak are mixed together, which is the essence of this dish, how can that steak that is so unpalatable be left? ”

It was as if a piece of coals had been thrown into the crater of a volcano that had been sleeping for 108,000 years. Instantly made me explode.

"You're not in a bad brain, are you? Why is it that after more than a dozen processes, the steak that has been soaked for twenty-eight days is instead a condiment, and these inconsequential soups have become the main dish, if this is the case, is it not the same as mixing the four potions together at the beginning and then soaking the fried steak in it for seven days and seven nights? That steak was eaten by you, it must have been eaten by you, and you just said that it was unpalatable, it must be for you, so these soups will be delicious? ”

I held my breath and crackled and said, I've been putting up with it for a long time.

Morissa looked at me stunned and paused, just when I thought she was reflecting. She suddenly thought about it and muttered quietly. I see, I can do this, so I will save 21 days, and maybe the taste will become more special, so try it next time......"

"Stop trying, you idiot. If you want to spoil the potion of adventure like a treasure, what kind of Cheng dù is willing? I couldn't help but rub her head desperately.

"It's not bad, it's just an equivalent deal." Morissa put her hands over her messy head and looked up at me.

"Equivalent trade? Where did you get your money from? "I'm a little curious, even a princess can't be rich. It shouldn't be said that it has fallen into this kind of process.

"When I was leaving, my father secretly ordered me to take all the treasures from the treasury." Princess Sanwu answered honestly.

That old fellow is so vicious that I think the Fat Pig King must have wept at the empty treasury for more than one night. Nearly ten cubic meters of inventory space is enough to sweep away the valuables inside.

In this way, these three no-princesses are not equal to a mobile treasure trove? This is a treasure that carries the treasury of the entire Western Kingdom!!

"Let's not talk about that."

I gave up weakly: "Throw this pot of soup away, of course, if you think your craftsmanship is not bad, you can drink it all." ”

When I looked back, my sister had already come up. Index finger on the soup noodles a little. Then he gently took it in his mouth, and his brows immediately wrinkled, "As a maid." How dare you take out such a thing? The frost-faced sister immediately turned on the queen mode, and almost shouted "Bold minion, kneel down for me." ”

Uh, sister, you're looking for scum, you're looking for Morissa's scum, I don't know why, in the face of these two princesses and queens who don't match, my whole body suddenly seemed to be drained, and I hung my shoulders weakly.

"Sue me!" Ignoring my pale appearance, Sharna walked up to Morissa with a majestic stride, looked at her condescendingly, reached out and pinched her chin and lifted it, so that her indifferent eyes were fixed on her.

"Have you ever tasted the soup?"

"If you have tasted it, you know that it tastes bad but still serve it to your master, if you haven't tasted it, it will be even worse, you don't even know what the taste is, whether it is poisonous or not, so you test your own sample and let the owner taste it? Either way, being a maid is enough to justify the execution. ”

A trace of panic flashed in her stubborn eyes, and she really didn't expect that she didn't understand the rules, but she just wanted to go against the other party, and usually the master's temper was very good, so good that she even forgot the duty of a lot of maids, and her current behavior, as the hateful woman in front of her said, even if it was a death sentence, it was a matter of course.

"Eh-" I was about to speak, but my sister turned her head and looked at her with a knife in her smile.

"However, it is not impossible to spare you, although it is impossible for a lowly maid like you to understand the kindness of her master."

"Then as a punishment for forgiveness—" My sister suddenly let go of Morissa, turned around and pressed me into a chair, standing by herself.

"According to the rules of our Amazons, the slave who has done the wrong thing, if the master has a generous heart, only needs to let him humbly add three heels."

"What-?" Why did you burn the fire on me again? Besides, I'm not Amazon.

Morissa clenched her fist and glared indignantly at Sharna, who had a grim smile on her face.

"Why, if you don't accept it, you actually do something that humiliates you, and you punish it with humiliation, isn't it right? Or do you not even understand this principle? As a princess? Huh? ”

The last sentence seemed to stimulate Morissa, she almost bit her delicate lips, and big tears kept falling from those beautiful big eyes, and I felt pity.

Her body trembled violently, and she stepped over step by step, as if she had exhausted all her strength to move away, and slowly walked in front of me, squatting down, struggling to bow her head......

"Forget it—" Sister Sharna suddenly ripped my foot open.

"I suddenly remembered that this is the punishment of the clan for those who disobey, you are a woman, so spare you." "Kick and kick—" Morissa, who had covered her face and left, left a series of crystal droplets on the floor, and I looked at this sister helplessly.

"I thought that with your character, you would stop me halfway." My sister stroked my face and said softly.

"Because my sister just said that she won't hurt me, I believe my sister." I shook my head and smiled bitterly.

"But that seems a little too pitiful, she's only a 15-year-old kid after all."

"Hmph-15 years old, I was then-" Raising willow eyebrows, my sister's tone paused.

"Brother, your heart is too soft, whether it is dealing with disobedient subordinates or women, you must be gracious and powerful, and blindly this gentleness will only make them arrogant."

"I think it's okay, I don't like to look at people with high eyes, I don't force others to obey and serve me, as long as I can live my own way, even if I indulge the people around me and make them happy, I don't think it's a bad thing."

"You, how can you say it, it's like this, don't provoke so many ...... in the first place," muttered, and finally, my sister's voice gradually softened.

"Huh? What the? I didn't hear the rest clearly, so I couldn't help but ask again.

"I mean, why don't you take the moment to comfort your wayward little maid, or be careful of being resented later." My sister suddenly slapped me the shoulder and pushed me towards the door.

This is the so-called means of grace and power, the human heart is a complex thing, just like a spring, just blindly tolerant of others, may not have good results, and may even be rebounded.

Looking at the departing back, Sharna half lay on the chair, leisurely raised her slender feet, combing her golden length, that elegant and indifferent smile, as always, full of fearless confidence and arrogance, sea blue eyes, quietly looking out the window into the distance, as if a king on the top of the stairs, looking down on his subjects.