"Handsome sir, do you need my help?"

Following the direction of the voice, it was a quasi-Lori dressed in a black and white maid costume, who belonged to the giant with the highest charm value. Li Hao was stunned, but quickly recovered his self-cooked attributes, pinched the girl's cute face made of cream, and said: "Little sister, don't you think that a handsome and handsome man like me lacks some kind of beauty?" ”

Lori blinked, and just as she was about to speak, she saw her big brother's feet off the ground, and she was carried inside by Si Mi'er with one hand, and then pressed directly on the position in the corner, looking at each other, and said with a very angelic smile: "Young Master Li Hao, please pay attention to your words and deeds at any time, from now on, if I ask you some idiotic questions, congratulations, you have to dive to the harbor capital." ”

Li Hao pursed his lips, rubbed his somewhat sore shoulders that were grabbed by her, and said innocently: "Miss Si Mier, I think the best way to become a qualified lady is to give up force. ”

"Thanks for the reminder, but I don't want to be a lady for the time being, to get back to business, I can see that you are very brave, have a righteous heart, and your qualifications are not very bad, but you have rejected General Darth's invitation, from which I deduce that you should have Kotemis blood in you, whether it is pure or not."

Li Hao smiled and said, "Don't you think it's very difficult to communicate with mercenaries in an aristocratic tone?" ”

"Do you think you will feel happy when a child loses his candy, a tiger loses his teeth, or a lady loses her jewelry?"

Li Hao shook his head, indicating acquiescence, in his consciousness, the so-called aristocracy is to see beggars will pinch their noses and bypass, only enter and exit the crown store when shopping, and they will be too lazy to pick up gold coins when they fall on the ground, and the feeling that Si Mier gave him is not like that at all, except for some overlords who are overbearing the barbaric little domineering, there is only a hot pepper sauce pizza left, which belongs to the goddess of otaku killer.

The way the two chatted was very weird, like acting, and like a whisper between lovers, the theme revolved around the war without deviation, and in the private life of Young Master Li Hao, books on war history were the mainstream, and only when he was seriously aesthetically fatigued, he would read some third-rate writers' things for entertainment. It is a very happy thing to meet the right person at the right time to discuss the right topic, although Li Hao knows that those are all fur, and even mixed with a lot of wild history, but he still talks about the sound and color, and is good at creating a humorous atmosphere, several wonderful jokes, all of which make Si Mier's heart feel like a spring breeze.

It is undeniable that he is very eloquent and eloquent, at least Si Mier thinks so, especially when talking about the history of the Cotemis Dynasty, Li Hao is very bold to express his independent opinions, although these words sound ridiculous to ordinary people, but the wording is full of strong irony, very alternative to the subtle relationship between religion and politics, and also put forward materialist coreism, quite a bit of contemporary heresy. There was a special period when blue-collar workers had acted as agents in the Inquisition, so she was even more sympathetic to these things, but in the political situation, even if there was a lot of resistance in her heart, her appearance could not be disclosed, after all, in the westernmost Roman Dynasty of the Big 6, there was still the "World Order Holy See", which was where the real temple was, and the cardinal council of any province and county could exterminate Kotemeis at its peak.

The direction of the topic finally points to the muse, the chakra madman who makes magic miracles, Li Hao never pays attention to "juggling", so he has no right to speak at all, the whole process is commented on by Si Mier, she deduces the wonderful situation of the muse into two kinds, one is a xenomorph carrier, that is, because of some opportunity to devour something, such as the eyes of the elven dragon, the heart of the ancient tree of knowledge, resulting in the alienation of the internal organism, touching the state of rage, it sounds terrifying. …

The second is relatively easy, that is, the incarnation of genius, after all, in the history of modern magic, such examples are little known, there are many God's darlings because of the reversal of the inherent laws, it is easy to enter the high-level association, and even the sequence of court magicians, and in the entire combat academic world, the magic department is the most prone to strange news, with Lista as the source, there are countless new magic academies every year, even so, the expensive upfront investment and career characteristics still wipe out the dreams of most civilian children.

Towards the end of the exchange, the emir was belated, she was dressed in the usual clothes, but still radiant, like the design idea of the ship, in pursuit of the expression of temperament, rather than vulgar gold and silver, and the girl who dared to appear in this way was either self-defeating or naturally beautiful, and it was easy to distinguish between them.

Li Hao didn't get up very gentlemanly, but waited for the waiter to introduce him to his seat before he said politely: "Good evening, beautiful lady." ”

Emile pouted, a little absent-minded, casually flipped through the menu, and muttered: "Good evening, brave Mr. Rabbit, I think someone has already said everything that needs to be said, the choice is up to you and your brother, I just came to listen to the answer, by the way to fill my stomach." ”

Li Hao secretly had a headache, he thought that this was the aristocratic vitriol, his words and deeds never gave people a chance to find dignity, but he still said honestly: "As you wish, if my brother can be sent to a better place for further study, of course I have no reason to refuse for him." ”

"Wise answer, do you want something to eat, Mr. Rabbit, carrot pie might be a good choice."

Li Hao didn't have the slightest resistance to the cold humor shown by the emir, he looked at Si Mi'er who had a good conversation a few minutes ago, because the damn menu was full of European text that was curved like tadpoles, for the mercenary, the chance of mastering the second language was smaller than sharing a bed with a certain princess, and finally with the help of Si Mi'er, someone tasted the hand of the baker from Sislo's court, and two pieces of turkey meat that tasted like a woman's buttocks, at least he thought so.

There are no white candles, no red carpet, no pianist, and no crystal chandeliers, everything here seems to capture the taste of home, but for Li Hao, the biggest difference between eating in a star-rated restaurant and squatting on the road to eat is that there is a lack of beauty to eat.

"There's a dance party in the concert hall upstairs later, and it's said that Lyons will be there too, aren't you most looking forward to meeting that **, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity." During the meal, Smeer spoke to the Emir, seductively, as if she had forgotten her current situation.

"I don't like any fashionable male demons anymore, I'm only interested in God and his old man." Emile's deep reply hurt Simeer, but she still touched her sister's head affectionately as a compliment, as if to say, "Son, you have finally grown up."

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