Chapter 39: The Sluggish Man
"Brother, there are a lot of people today. I'm a little nervous. β
Rowling ducked behind Robin, her fingers gripping his clothes tightly.
It's like a kitten, vigilantly watching the crowd around it.
Behind her, little Arce followed Rowling indefatigably.
Little Arce held the Scarlet Soul Spear in his hand, stood up straight, and looked around with wary eyes.
From Robin's point of view, you can probably see the faint gold on the outer edge of her pupils.
Since the last vampire incident, the young prison guard has been like a frightened bird, afraid that something will happen to Rowling.
Even if Rowling went to the bathroom or took a shower, little Arce would hold her breath and stay outside, and as long as she didn't hear Rowling's voice for more than two minutes, she would rush in.
So much so that later Rowling developed the habit of singing when going to the toilet and in the shower.
Robin couldn't help but laugh at the thought of this.
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On such an occasion, in fact, others are also looking at these two siblings.
Robin the Chosen One and her sister have dark eyes and black hair, and a face similar to that of the Windwingers, which is very curious in terms of identity and appearance.
"It's fine." Robin smiled and comforted her by touching her hair with his hand, "I'll take care of things later, and you just don't talk much." β
"Is that okay?" Rowling's big dark eyes widened in confusion, "Even if someone else takes the initiative to greet me, can I not speak?" β
"Hmm." Robin said gently, "You don't have to push yourself at all. If you don't feel like you're used to it, you can grab something to eat and go back to your room, and no one will blame you. β
"Uh-huh~ Don't." Rowling laughed slyly and slammed her elbow harder into Robin's waist.
The latter let out a cry of pain.
"What if you meet some pretty girl here and fool around?"
"......" Robin has a black line.
"Brother, I'm going to tell you a secret." Rowling curled her finger upward, beckoning him.
Robin looked at her suspiciously and warily, leaned down, and pressed his ear close to her.
Rowling circled her mouth and whispered close to his ear, "I found out they're coming to Auntie Grandma, too." β
"Ahem......" Robin almost choked on his own saliva.
Little Arce looked at the two siblings suspiciously.
Fortunately, Rowling was in Chinese just now, otherwise this guard didn't know what to think when he heard it.
"And ......"
Rowling stretched out the index and middle fingers of her right hand with a wicked smile, "The one I told you last time...... Their...... Woowoo woo ......"
Robin quickly covered her mouth with his hand.
"I'm going to kill you!" He lowered his voice and said with a blush on his face, "Don't talk about such a private thing on such an occasion! β
Rowling nodded and gave him a thumbs up in agreement.
Robin then let his hand go from her mouth.
"Then I'll go to your room in the evening."
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"Actually, I mean ......" Rowling looked around warily to make sure what she said wouldn't be heard, "from the outside, their physiology is no different from ours. β
Speaking of which, Rowling blushed a little.
Outside......?
Robin was speechless in surprise.
His mind couldn't help but imagine that image, and his face was as red as an apple.
"Hmm...... There may be a little bit of size and shape. She cupped her hot cheeks in her hands and leaned shyly against Robin's back, "Oh my God, how could I tell my brother this." β
"Ahh Robin rolled his eyes upward.
I didn't ask you that, okay.
"But I'm just adhering to the spirit of scientific rigor, don't think about it." Rowling stopped talking, then raised her right index finger, "If you lack that kind of research, do you want to ...... Woowoo woo ......"
Robin finally had enough and put his hand over her mouth.
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After five seconds of struggle, Rowling agreed not to open the yellow cavity anymore before he let go.
"Don't talk about that in front of anyone later."
"Yes sir."
"Speak Itnelli." Robin said with a straight face.
"As you wish, my beloved Lord Robin."
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I have to say, this guy's Itney is really good.
Robin turned around, resting his chin in his hand, silently contemplating what Rowling had just said.
No wonder......
Robin couldn't laugh or cry.
He suddenly remembered that Anne had been tidying up his room and clothes with a hint of worry and confusion lately.
And she began to frequently care about her diet and mental health, which turned out to be the case for a long time.
After all, he had been in the temple for more than a month.
According to the normal physiological operation, the laws of nature, his one should also come.
But......
Robin clutched his forehead in pain.
How can a man come to his aunt?
He couldn't help but feel quite a headache about the strange eyes of Anne in the future.
Robin's right hand instinctively touched the dagger on the outside of his right legβ
The [Soul Sealing Blade] that was pulled out of the vampire's right eye in the basement of Grand Duke Olga last time.
He was thinking about whether to bleed himself every month.
Robin's gaze fell on the face of the eccentric sister next to him.
She was pouting, slowly surveying the crowd around her.
If she knew about the bloodletting, I don't know what amazing things she would say.
As soon as Robin thought that this kind of thing was known to his own sister, he wanted to die.
No, we need to send this guy back sooner.
I don't know how the research on the summoning circle is going on by Magic President Flora.
If he couldn't reverse the circle and go back, it would be bad news for him.
"What's the matter, brother? Which girl do you like, I'll help you match. β
"Match you big-headed ghost." Robin grimaced, and suddenly remembered something, "Didn't I say in Itnelli?" β
"As you wish, Lord Robin."
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Robin suddenly felt that the reason why this guy was so proficient was that he couldn't have learned this sentence from some guard, right?
"In the spirit of science, I don't think you should try the issue of gender fertility? Ah! β
Robin couldn't take it anymore and hit her forehead with his hand.
"Pay attention to the image, Lord Robin." Rowling rubbed her aching forehead and looked at him with a resentful look in her eyes, "And don't you notice that there are some nice girls who are interesting to you?" β
She poked Robin in the arm and gave the crowd a look.
"Take your loyal squire Gail, for example."
Following her gaze, Robin saw Gail, dressed in a long white dress in the crowd.
Speaking of which, this guard is really dressed up pretty today.
Her perfect figure is all set off.
And there is light makeup on the face.
Upon touching Robin's gaze, Gail immediately looked away in a panic.
Robin was slightly stunned.
He suddenly remembered that once on the training ground, Gale had dressed like this.
"How is this possible?" Robin shook his head and laughed heartily, "Gail is my teacher and bodyguard, so it's impossible for her to have that kind of affection for me. β
"Oh, man." Rowling sighed contemptuously.
"If you talk like that again, I'll beat you."
"You're really slow, you don't understand a girl's mind at all." Rowling looked at him worriedly, "No wonder you didn't have a girlfriend when you came to your daughter's country." β
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Speaking of his girlfriend, Robin's eyes gently swept over the guests present-
Several grand dukes were able to talk warmly with the people around them, talking and laughing.
The priests from the local god society looked at him silently, ready to move, and everyone wanted to come up and say a few words to him, but no one dared to be the first one because of his identity.
When he thought that the women of this world were all as good as foxes, he suddenly lost that kind of thought.
As for Gail......
Robin's heart skipped a beat.
Could it be that what this girl said was true?
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