After the fact, a cigarette, race over the living immortals, this sentence is also reasonable, after human copulation, the blood circulation speed will be significantly improved, so nicotine, or other drugs similar to this substance, will spread in the blood, the brain is extraordinarily fast, which also causes a kind of pleasure is particularly strong, but usually, this aftermath is smoked by men, but Don Quixote, who was lying on the bed, looked at it with a curious face** Paris, who sat at the head of the bed and smoked the cigarette he gave her, was not the prettiest of all his women, but the wildest of all his women, which made Don Quixote save a lot of energy, and only had to lie down and enjoy it.

And to be honest, just as Paris thinks Don Quixote is fresh, Don Quixote also has a lot of curiosity about this kind of woman who has grown up in the most chaotic world at the bottom, such as her rough surname that does not match her appearance at all.

"You," Don Quixote reached out a hand and stroked Paris's smooth, bullety back, "don't you mind being given to me as a bargain?"

"You lords will understand," perhaps because she rolled over the sheets with Don Quixote, Paris's tone of voice became much more casual, and the so-called rough character that protected her was temporarily put down, "How many people in this city, and even in the entire world of Ferron, envy my life." ”

"That's right," through his own domain, he found out that this woman's words were from the heart, and the trace of guilt in his heart disappeared without a trace, obviously, this is his real surname, although it has been determined that this woman is not coerced before, but the surname of obsessive-compulsive disorder still makes him determine again, "You can choose to stay here, or I can buy you a manor in a main city in the Third Republic, which one do you choose?"

"What do you say?" Paris, who didn't know what politeness was, casually threw the cigarette butt on the ground, turned over and straddled Don Quixote again, obviously, for her, a woman who had just tasted human affairs and had a strong body, just one time was not enough! "The old lady has long been tired of this world that is either black or white!"

Although the afternoon sun is very fierce, but it is now the end of 4361, and it has entered the coldest time in the far north, which is simply not enough sunlight, naturally, the fireplace in Don Quixote's headmaster's office is also burning with a roaring fire, although there is a magic array, but he still likes this kind of fireplace that exudes the fragrance of wood when it burns.

He sat down in front of his work, frowning slightly, and wrote something on a codex on the desk, which looked like a memorization, because there was a time mark, for example, a time label that only he could read, '4361.12.21', and it was clear that he was not used to other numerals after having Arabic numerals, which could be called the most perfect number in the world.

However, looking at the content, it doesn't look like a note, because there are not a few complete sentences at all, and they are all incompatible reading texts with the preface and the afterword, such as 'artificial insemination', 'talent transformation base', ' The establishment of a logistics company' and so on, this is a habit of Don Quixote, as a mage, although he has an unparalleled memory, but sometimes once he devotes himself to one thing, it is very likely that he will forget other things, when he remembers, it may be too late, and often doubles the codex, which can give him a clearer plan and order in his mind, which is why Kyle often complains that Don Quixote is busy.

"Ann, dear," Arthur Pendri, who was holding a dozen parchments nailed together, walked into the principal's office without knocking on the door, and her identity was there, she didn't need to be too polite to this man, and for some reason, she had put most of her energy into governing the college, especially as the master of the political and educational office, she also had a certain responsibility for the previous student group fights, naturally, the solutions proposed by Don Quixote after that, at the invitation of Carol, she also participated in the whole process, and it can be said that she dominated the structure of the entire plan, such as the rules of the game, the way of fighting, etc.

"Ann," Don Quixote casually put down the graphite pen in his hand, and at the same time closed the codex on the table, the whole movement was smooth, and it seemed so natural, "Honey, why do you have time to come to me?"

"What else can you do? I have discussed the contest you have in mind with Ms. Carol, Ms. Beauva, and Ms. Rommel, and they all felt that there was no problem, so they asked me to come and ask you to sign it, and I was ready to officially implement it in the academy," said Arthur Pendrey, placing the parchment in his hand on the table, and leaning his hips against it, picked up the codex that Don Quixote had not had time to put away, and looked at Don Quixote with a smile on his face.

"Do you think," Arthur Pendley opened the rather thick codex with (face) (good) (wonder), "since I came here with you, you have not cared about me as much as before, and the relationship between the two of us does not seem to be the same as before, I miss the feeling of that time." ”

Don Quixote, who knew that he was destined to not escape Penderi's eyes, didn't bother to snatch it again, anyway, he didn't pay attention to it and didn't write any forbidden secrets in the codex, such as Char Tokai, Osiris and other information related to his super hole cards, after moving his chair forward, Don Quixote hugged Arthur Panderi, just burying his head in her little belly.

"It's normal," Don Quixote yawned, rubbing his face against Arthur Pendri's clothes, "life is destined to be peaceful, and the hazy, romantic feeling you like only exists in the beginning, when we get to know each other too well, that feeling will eventually disappear, and will be replaced by the mutual trust and tacit understanding we have now." ”

"Yes, after all!" Arthur Pendry took a deep breath, his whole face flushed, and tapped Don Quixote's head a few times with his codex, "Yes!

The Codex was turned to the last page by Arthur Pendry with words, that is, the page written by Don Quixote, in addition to the words such as conception that he had said before, the first in the list, around which several circles were drawn is, how to climb into Arthur Pendry's bed, if it was just like this, Arthur Pendry, who can be regarded as an old husband and wife, would not be so shy, the most infuriating thing is that there are several methods written under this line, such as drunkenness, drugged, etc., and what is even more infuriating is that Don Quixote actually used his own strong painter to draw several copulation scenes, which is for a half-elf who was born with a thin face, did not take out the sword in the stone and hacked Don Quixote to death, then it proves that this is true love.

"And what kind of nonsense you've written on it," said Arthur Pendri, who seemed to be no longer angry, and when she flipped through the codex again, she found that she knew every word on it, but she was a little confused about the connection.

"Can't say," Don Quixote laughed contentedly after gently pinching Arthur Penderi's rich little buttocks, "The rules of the mage, exchange two by two, the third party is available, but you can't say, do you choose to drink or take medicine?"

"Who is Artoria?" Arthur Pendri, who raised his head slightly, despised Don Quixote in a nasal voice, "If you don't make this question clear, if you dare to climb up, I will dare to cut off that string of things!"

“”――

"Sister, come here, I remember last year, I asked you to come here, you didn't come, now you know how beautiful the Sky Mirror is!"

Still snow-capped Tirulag, wearing a thick fur coat Arthur Lea holding Arthur Pendri's hand, standing next to the shallow salt water lake, the snowflakes melt into the water, with the reflection of the lake, as if the ground and the sky were snowing at the same time, and behind these two people, stood Don Quixote, who was speechless, wearing a silver-white robe, his eyes were still shrewd, but it made people feel that something was missing, obviously this was just Arthur Leah's own fantasy, everything was just her imagination, of course, except for Leah herself, and Arthur with a hint of apology and sadness between her eyebrowsPandeli.

In fact, as the real maintainer of this world, Arthur Pendry has the right to enter this world, of course, in order not to let this imaginary world have too many flaws, Arthur Pendry will be very careful every time he enters here to see his sister, and strive to do everything according to his sister's ideas, for example, last year in the fantasy world, Arthur Pendry did not come to Tirulag, this is not that she does not want to accompany her sister, but that in her sister's thoughts, her sister attaches great importance to the country, so she should not come over easily, if she makes changes without authorization, it is likely to make Ya'er who is immersed in the illusionLeah woke up.

"Go back, it's too cold in here. Don Quixote, who was standing behind them, draped a large cloak over Arthur Riya's body, "If you want to see it, come back when the snow clears." "As gentle as ever, this Don Quixote is perfect, but Arthur Pendry knows that he will always be just a phantom, a substitute.

"Well," Leah put her arm around Don Quixote and nodded happily, "Sister, let's go." ”

"Well," said Arthur Pendri, taking Don Quixote's other arm around him, with the same happy expression, and flew in the direction of the hotel under the man's lead, of course, by this time, the real Arthur Pendrite had already left.

In the hotel, three people gathered around a table to hold a delicious lunch, foie gras caviar roasted pine nut chicken, with the wine of life, it can be regarded as a valuable delicacy, after the sound of knives and forks hitting the plate, Don Quixote inserted the pine nut chicken comb and handed it to Arthur Lea.

After opening her mouth to eat her favorite cockscomb, Arthur Leah snapped her fingers, and the next moment, whether it was Arthur Pendri, who was cutting the chicken without saying a word, or Don Quixote, who was staring at Arthur Leah with a smile on his face, froze there, as if someone had stopped the passage of time in the hotel.

"She's been here very little lately, so she must be busy," Arthur Leah said lightly after swallowing the cockscomb that shouldn't have been in her mouth, staring out the window, the snowflakes were still flying, apparently she had just stopped the passage of time in the hotel.

"Hmm," a faint golden light flashed, looking like Leon, but in fact, it was the Buddha's man who appeared in this virtual world, that is, the position in front of the window, which is also the disadvantage of the billions of doppelgangers mentioned earlier, Leon's soul stretched out from the Buddha, so the Buddha's appearance will be very similar to Leon, "A while ago, the students of the academy had a fight, and most of your sister's energy was focused there. (To be continued.) )