Chapter 394: Plateau Red Flower
The end of the world, this word Don Quixote is not unfamiliar at all, because when he was still an earthling, there was a lot of boiling propaganda on the earth, that is, the well-known December 21, 2012, a human civilization on the earth that has disappeared, the end of the world predicted by the Maya, and because the Mayans have a high degree of civilization, their calendar is highly accurate and scary, naturally the credibility of their predictions is very high, and the reason why this prophecy can spread all over the world is a science fiction blockbuster made by DreamWorks in the United Statesγ2012γγ
In fact, Don Quixote once heard that after the movie was made, many people, whether Chinese or foreign, began to store a large number of survival materials and build shelters, like the United States, a country that can hold guns, and even a wave of military purchases, those who spent a lot of money to buy a bunch of guns gave the explanation that if the end of the world really came, the food would turn into gold, and the gun in his hand was the last basis for protecting the gold, of course, as a programming ape who only typed code outside the window, Don Quixote at that time had an indifferent attitude towards the end of the world, and the reason was very simple, struggling for food and clothing, he didn't have the mind to think about those things.
The time before Don Quixote's execution was about October 2012, he couldn't remember the specifics, but the only thing he could remember was that the end of the world had not yet come, and there was no way to verify whether the end of the world predicted by the Mayans was true or false, but, thinking of this, Don Quixote couldn't help but smile bitterly a few times, the power that he crossed really looked up to him, the end of the world on the earth he didn't experience, came to Ferron, and actually made up for himself an end of the world, saying that this is a coincidence, I'm afraid no one will believe itγ
However, for Don Quixote, no matter how good the future of the world of Ferron, he will not worry too much, after all, there are too many hole cards in his hole now, and any one is enough for him to live well with his family, until the end of the world, the most basic, once Char Donghai advances to the scattered immortals, then even if the Buddha gathers faith to achieve the true god of Feren, and all the other true gods fall to the god position, he does not have to worry about his future, take 10,000 steps back, the Buddha is invincible in the world, Don Quixote can also take his family to the underworld to live, how can he liveββ
"What are you thinking?" Kyle, who was on the other side of Don Quixote, took advantage of the gap to nudge Don Quixote, obviously no one knew her husband better than her, he looked dignified, and his eyes were also bright, but in fact, he was already thinking about other things.
"It's nothing," Don Quixote patted Kyle's hand gently, "I'm planning something, it has something to do with my natural spells, and I'm a little hesitant to pick up Pendry first, or study spells first," still because of the butterfly effect theory, Don Quixote still chose to keep this matter a secret, after all, this matter is too important in any way, and he even has plans to discuss it with Osirius, his biggest backer.
"What kind of spell?" "Cold, not very far away Diro.** Stretching his waist, he turned his head in the direction of Don Quixote by the way, and then interjected a sentence, but the wide mage robe did not highlight the graceful figure of this woman, after all, it was the sun god Apollo Ding, and the body forged for himself could not be worse, and although this sentence was inserted a little abruptly in the middle, but Kyle did not feel that it was wrong at all, but had a very normal feeling, obviously this is a soul spell that induces the surname, but it naturally has no effect on Don Quixote.
Of course, he didn't lose his temper about this, he was also a mage of the realm, and it was still easy to reverse deconstruct a small spell, a spell that had no malice, but didn't want to make the atmosphere too embarrassing, and it was used by the body of a dignified god, both the timing and the proportions were just right.
However, when Diro Beauva saw that Don Quixote was immune to his own spells, she also showed a 'surprised' expression very cooperatively, after all, she wanted to pretend not to know the surname of Don Quixote's ** soul, "A spell related to corpses, if you are interested, you can come and visit." β
"Corpse?" Apollo Ding looked at Don Quixote with some suspicion, but nodded anyway, after all, this was also an opportunity to get close to this man.
For Don Quixote, the ability to travel between the soul world and the real world is also a hole card for him, there is no need for him not to use this ability indiscriminately, of course, the most important thing is that Arthur Pendrey's body is not so healthy, so it is obviously not a wise decision to take her to the soul world to take a risk.
After more than a week of interviews, and finally selected more than 70 qualified teachers, Don Quixote set out on the road to meet the Queen of Britain, after all, he had already promised people, and with Arthur Pendry's arrogant surname, let her wait too long, it is really possible to show you a face and not go with you.
"Well, Aunt Yulia," after more than a year of absence, Don Quixote once again saw this simple and kind pure-blood elf.
"Yue'an" Yulia also looked at this man with some surprise, a year from the mage of the middle level ring to the mage of the realm, the speed of this increase in strength can no longer be described as fast, in her opinion, except for the explanation of the gods, there is no other reason, of course, although Yulia is simple, but she will not ask stupidly, how did you do this kind of words, first, the forest of elves is not lacking in strength, they are not a warlike race, and secondly, this involves a basic polite question, which is like someone asking the chef, what is your secret recipeγ
"Pendria is in the library, she likes to hide there and read books when she has nothing to do lately, and her body is fine anyway, so I let her go. β
"Then I'll go up to her," he was a little wistful, and after the prophecy had already determined that this woman belonged to Don Quixote, he was really a little excited, which is also a saying on the earth, a little don't win a new marriage.
"Hehe," Don Quixote's eagerness made Yulia forget the surprise that this man who had rushed to the realm of a mage in the realm of the realm in only a year, after all, the more Don Quixote valued Pendri, the happier her future would be, which was what her aunt was happy to see.
"Queen Vivien is here," Don Quixote said as he left Yulia's study, bedroom, and office when the elven tree emerged from the ground and turned to Yulia.
"What is that nasty guy doing?" Having said that, it was still possible to hear that Yulia didn't really hate the woman named Vivien.
The elf ancient tree shrugged his shoulders, "I don't know, I said I was looking for you for something." β
"Hmph, nothing good is going to happen anyway. β
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The study of the elven royal family is actually not big, after all, this is only Yulia's own private collection, but there is no outside moisture in the whole study, obviously in order to protect the books, there are also some secret techniques arranged in it, after taking a deep breath, Don Quixote smelled the fragrance of the book, and the body fragrance of the woman who had not seen it for some days, which is also the body fragrance of the half-elves, which is called 'natural breath' unique to the elves.
After walking in for a while, sure enough, in front of a table, Arthur Pendry could be seen looking at the book on the table 'very seriously', of course, Don Quixote, who has the realm of the soul, immediately noticed a series of emotions shown by this woman, shyness, nervousness, and even fear
"What are you looking at?" said Don Quixote lightly as he walked behind Arthur Pendri, while a hand skillfully rubbed the long ear of the half-elf.
"I didn't see anything," after all, she was still the Queen of Britain, and all the negative emotions disappeared after she took a deep breath, so the calm woman appeared in front of Don Quixote again, "It's just to pass the boring time," and said, Arthur Pendrey closed the book, and Don Quixote glanced at the title, "The Secret History of the Continent of Ferron", "Are you done with your own business?"
"Let's end for the time being," Don Quixodra sat next to Pendri in a chair, "After choosing the teacher, the people below are also selecting suitable seedlings, and the school will officially start in September, you have a good opinion for me, lower the requirements for talent, but pay more attention to the heart and surname, and in each main city, you can eliminate a large part of the waste that is destined to have no future, and you can save a lot of unnecessary expenses." β
"And I have also set up self-funded classes, for those descendants of the rich, even if they are not talented, they can be allowed to go to school, and we can make some net money at our own expense. β
"Heh," Arthur Pendry turned around and put his hands on **, "You, who control most of the taxes of the entire Char United Nations, still care about that money?" There was endless complaining in his tone, which roughly meant that he dared to make this queen wait for so long.
Don Quixote shrugged his shoulders, stretched out his sinful paws, and put them on Arthur Pendri's collar, obviously to pull away to look at the wound in his chest, "Take it from the people, use it for the people, and most of the tax money must be spent back, so as to ensure the circulation of the economy, so in fact, I really don't have much money in my hands, and the wound is recovering well and smooth."
As he spoke, he put his hand on Panderi's chest again, "Well, my heart is also recovering well," but if you look closely, you will find that his hand is squirming slightly, obviously ** something
Don Quixote's various behaviors, Arthur Pendry rarely did not resist, but showed a trace of helplessness, because she knew very well that she had already been looked down upon by this man, from the inside out, and she was destined to be his woman, and there were only two of them in the study, so there was no need to be shy, of course, she still gave Don Quixote a big contempt, which roughly means that you men are all **, and there are only these in your eyes, and it seems that you are no exception
In this regard, Don Quixote had a feeling that he was crossing by him, and the breeze was blowing on the hills, and he continued to be there, and after a long time, he said very seriously, "The heart is still not enough blood, or you will stay here for another year." β
"What did you say?" After closing his clothes, Arthur Pendrier looked at Don Quixote with a smile, and the temperature around him seemed to drop a few degrees, "The wind in the study is too strong, I can't hear it clearly." β
"Ha, you're joking, too. β
"Anyone who goes through that kind of thing is going to be like this, so, dear, what were you talking about?"
"I'm saying," Don Quixote inexplicably felt a sense of satisfaction, which came from the bottom of his heart to conquer the queen's **, because a long time ago, in that hotel, Don Quixote secretly swore that one day, he must conquer this woman, and obviously this woman's dear words are enough to prove that he has succeeded.
"Remember when we first met? in the hotel where we first **. β
"If you want me to marry you, first of all, you must be a mage of the realm," Arthur Pendry said lightly, looking at Don Quixote's eyes were full of an emotion called happiness, obviously she had fallen into that beautiful and simple memory that did not involve any struggle of interests, inexplicably, a strange feeling rose in her heart, after staying by his side for a long time, she might really give up revenge for him.
Of course, this is just a maybe, a lot of things, not to say that you can put it down, especially Arthur Pendrey, who is the same kind of person as Don Quixote, knows very well that if he switches places with this man and lets him experience everything he has experienced, he will only be more radical, thinking of this, she can only sigh secretly in her heart, "Let it be."
"It's not that," Don Quixote, who has always been unable to spit out ivory, took out a packet of plateau saffron from the space ring, and the British characters written on it were also clearly visible, 'Soak in water, rush into the female surname', apparently this was bought recently, "I mean this, I think, we can finally use it." β
"You give it to me," finally, Arthur Pendri's patience reached the limit, not because of her arrogance, in fact, in front of Don Quixote, she no longer had the capital of arrogance, after all, his life was 'saved', just because this man interrupted her best memories, and with tears in the corners of her eyes, she burst out of her fist, "Go die!"
"Bang!" Along the door of the study, an object like a male mage flew upside down, and was finally caught by the kind elf ancient tree, otherwise, even if he was a mage of the realm, at least a few ribs would have to be broken (to be continued). )