In the bedroom downstairs, on the table next to the large bed, there were two liquid viagra that had been used, and through the data obtained from Arthur Pendri's body, Don Quixote could now basically configure the corresponding concentration of potions according to the strength of different people.

In the evening, seeing Arthur Penderi's cool expression, this also made Don Quixote a little curious, that is, is this thing really so useful? He did not forget, although it was only for a moment, but he could still see clearly, Arthur Pendri's expression of longing for copulation, and it was a pity that the soul of the Knight King, which had almost no gaps, instantly crushed this idea that should not exist.

So when Kyle settled the pair of sisters upstairs, Don Quixote also concocted a potion of corresponding concentration for himself according to his physical strength, of course, the so-called everyone is really cool, and Don Quixote also made one for Kyle by the way, At first, Kyle didn't want to, because she felt that there was a guest coming, and she felt a little shy to do that kind of thing again, but unfortunately, she couldn't resist Don Quixote after all, so the two of them injected liquid viagra together, and then waited for the drug to have an effect on the body, and in the process of waiting, the two of them chatted sentence by sentence, of course, this low-voiced conversation, or word for word reached the ears of Arthur Pendry upstairs.

"What did you do with that woman in the alchemy lab? Don't think I didn't hear it," Kyle, who was a little ruddy at Don Quixote because of the potion's effects, "I heard her moaning." ”

"Ha," Don Quixote climbed onto Kyle's body, "do you think a king can have anything to do with a commoner?, I've been concocting a berserk potion lately, but I can't get the proportions right, so I hope to use the body of the nasty woman in your mouth to do an experiment to find out the critical point of different intensities, but maybe there are too many potions, so she can't help but scream." ”

"Berserk Potion" Kyle was confused for a moment, "Woo~~" Kyle, who was about to say something, was directly blocked by Don Quixote's mouth, and could only let out meaningless moans, obviously Don Quixote was afraid that this little woman would talk nonsense, and it would not be good to be heard by the one upstairs, maybe at this moment the woman was eavesdropping on her conversation with Kyle.

As if he was about to resist something, Kyle suddenly stopped resisting, but hugged Don Quixote tightly, and his fingernails seemed to sink into the man's back, because just a minute later, the tsunami-like gushing pleasure had already hit, Don Quixote seemed to have forgotten to use the soundproof magic array, and fought frantically with Kyle on the bed.

However, compared to Don Quixote's crazy indulgence, Kyle still seems to maintain a trace of sanity, not only trying to suppress his screams, but even using the powerful power of the knight to slow down Don Quixote's speed and not let the bed sway too much, obviously Kyle still doesn't want this kind of thing to be discovered by the woman upstairs.

"Chapel, no, don't" Kyle held out his hand as if to stop Don Quixote from doing anything, but apparently she didn't have the extra experience to stop Don Quixote, so she had to use words to resist.

At this time, if there is a light shining on Don Quixote's eyes, it will be found that under the stimulation of the drug, Don Quixote's eyes have become extremely scarlet, and the effect of this drug far exceeds Don Quixote's expectations, giving Don Quixote incomparable pleasure physiologically, and at the same time, it seems to have a slight effect on his peaceful soul.

In the world of Ferron, almost everyone who knows Don Quixote will think that he is a good gentleman, easy-going, not easily angry, and will not be careful about people and things, in short, except for the enemy, most people will evaluate him as a good person.

However, no one knows that there is another personality hidden in the depths of Don Quixote's soul, that is, Don Quixote's last madness, usually speaking, this crazy Don Quixote usually does not appear, only when Don Quixote's deity is greatly stimulated, this personality has a flaw, as if it is a paranoid black surname will appear, just like in the previous life, his father was indirectly killed The fuse of this personality awakening, And this time, this black surname that had been hidden for a long time was awakened spontaneously under the stimulation of this drug.

"What a strange feeling," Don Quixote was unexpectedly calm, but he knew that his heart was full of an emotion called destruction, and this emotion urgently needed a way to vent out, so Kyle, who was pressed under him, became a victim, and the normal way of copulation seemed to be no longer satisfying Don Quixote, he pulled out his little friend, and in the case of Kyle's strong opposition or even resistance, he forced himself into another world, that alternative sense of urgency, The warmth made Don Quixote feel very good, and then he swung his body wildly again.

"Xiaotang, it hurts" Kyle sobbed softly, and at the same time looked at Don Quixote pressed on her body with fear in her eyes, she had never seen this man with such an expression, a trace of cruelty in his calmness, a trace of cold-blooded in his indifference, and he didn't pay any attention to his accusations, was this still the Don Quixote she knew?

"Smack!" Don Quixote, who indulged in madness, turned a deaf ear to Kyle's words, but reached out another hand and grabbed Kyle's throat, under the stimulation of suffocation and oppression, Kyle's body instinctively contracted, and this urgent contraction undoubtedly increased the pleasure that Don Quixote felt.

"Is he trying to kill me?" Kyle, who was choked by the throat, seemed to be a little confused due to lack of oxygen, but the pleasure from her lower body and the stimulation from the drugs made her unable to resist at all, so she could only use her last strength to chant Don Quixote's name.

Don Quixote was already a little hysterical, and in his feeling that mere copulation could no longer satisfy him, He even had an urge to tear apart the person in front of him and suck her blood dry, but as soon as this impulse appeared, the real sane Don Quixote felt the crisis, and instantly occupied the initiative of the soul, and the powerful power of the ring mage shattered the dark personality, and the remnants of the personality sank into the deepest part of the soul again, and at the same time, his whole person also woke up, and even broke out in a cold sweat, "What's wrong with you?"

"Ahem~" Because Don Quixote let go of his hand, Kyle gulped greedy air, and at the same time she felt that Don Quixote seemed to have changed back to the Don Quixote she knew, "Xiao Tang, what happened to you just now?"

Don Quixote took a deep breath, leaned down slightly, put his mouth to Kyle's ear, and said in a very weak voice, "I'm sorry, it seems that my inner demon has awakened just now. ”

"Demons?" The strange and familiar word made Kyle fall into memories all of a sudden, naturally, what he remembered was what he looked like in the dungeon, and the terrible experience is still vivid in his mind, "Then you're okay."

Knowing that it was the demons in her heart, Kyle's fear and complaint about Don Quixote just now disappeared, because she knew very well that in that case, people's sanity was almost non-existent.

Don Quixote shook his head, "It's okay, it seems that the negative emotions have been suppressed for too long, and this time the uncontrolled indulgence has all erupted and seduced the demons in the heart." ”

"Hmm," Kyle nodded slightly, and then she remembered that it seemed that Don Quixote's little friend was in another world, "Xiao Tang feels so awkward, can you change it back?"

"Change?" Don Quixote only realized at this time that he didn't know when he actually went to the backyard flower, "Goddess Misra is above, it seems that you can't indulge yourself casually in the future!"

However, everything has two faces, in Don Quixote's view, if people just blindly suppress negative emotions, it is absolutely harmful, this is like treating water, blocking is better than sparse, so that kind of medicine is a good way to vent, but next time we should pay attention to the process of venting to keep sanity.

Moreover, the simple demon who only knows how to destroy is completely inconsistent with Don Quixote's surname, as long as you pay more attention, it has no room to grow at all, and even with the increase of his experience, he looks down on many things, and it will eventually even be completely annihilated

"No, no," Don Quixote smiled sheepishly at the thought of this, and gently stroked Kyle's face with his hand, "It's actually a good feeling, isn't it, and it can save a lot of sets." ”

"Hmph," Kyle pinned his head to the side, deliberately holding back his voice, apparently determined not to cooperate with Don Quixote, though the slightly misty look in his eyes and his sometimes twitching body betrayed her true feelings

The night usually passes quickly, because people basically have no concept of time after falling asleep, basically, as soon as the eyes are closed and opened, the sky is already bright, so for many people, the night is extremely short. Arthur Pendry seemed to think the same way, but tonight was destined to be a long journey for her, about eleven or twelve o'clock in the evening, she began to eavesdrop on the conversation downstairs, and it didn't take long to hear a moan, the sound of the bed board hitting the wall, although the two people downstairs tried their best to control, but the sound was still very clear.

For this kind of thing, Arthur Pendley secretly took a sip of them, lowered his auditory acuity, and prepared to go back to bed, as a king, to eavesdrop on others, which was unacceptable to the arrogant half-elves.

It's a pity that it backfired, she was just lying on the bed, but found that the two people downstairs seemed to have become a little worse, even if she reduced the sensitivity of her hearing, she could still hear it clearly, the sound of heavy breathing, and the whining of the bed board, but the only thing that made her more relieved was that Liya slept very hard because of fatigue, and there was no reaction at all, otherwise, wouldn't she be embarrassed to die as a sister

"Damn," Arthur Pendrey, waving his fist in indignation, "it's four o'clock in the morning, isn't it over yet?"

"Good morning, Queen, did you sleep well last night?"

Early in the morning, Don Quixote sat in the living room refreshed and ate breakfast, last night's venting made his mood improve a lot, so he was in a particularly good mood, seeing Arthur Pendrey slowly walking down from the second floor, smiled and said hello.

"Hehe," the good education of the royal family made Arthur Pendrey, even though he wanted to trample this hateful man under his feet and ravage him severely, but still showed a charming smile, "It's okay, what about your wife? Why didn't you see her?"

"Ah," said Don Quixote, smiling indifferently, "I slept a little late last night and haven't gotten up yet, so come, please have some breakfast." Nothing too good, I hope the Queen doesn't mind. ”

"You're welcome," Arthur Pendry sat down very ladylikely, leisurely picked up a wheat bread and ate it, it turned out to be fresh, which surprised her a little, obviously it should be this mage Mr. ran to the bakery early in the morning to buy, which made her impression of this man a lot better, this time, but not the damn soul fluctuation effect, in this world, there are many people who can get up early to buy breakfast for their lover, but if you add four words in front, Ring Mage, then I'm afraid there are not few, it's like getting up in the morning on the earth, you ask a country's defense minister to buy you breakfast, it's a truth.

"When are you going to the Elven Empire?"

Arthur Pandry wiped the bread crumbs on her mouth and feet with a napkin, "When Liya gets up and cleans up, we'll go, I don't want to be found by that group of people, it's really a headache, forget it, don't mention the flies!"

"Oh," said Don Quixote, placing a stack of pale green chopped greens in front of Arthur Pendri, "taste it, I made it myself."

Arthur Pandre inserted a piece and put it in his mouth, it turned out to be cold and a little sweet, "It tastes good, by the way," Arthur Pandre suddenly said to Don Quixote with a little interest, "The toilet you have installed in the bathroom is really convenient, you can flush all the dirt with the touch of a button." ”

"Poof~" Don Quixote almost spit the bread in his mouth on the face of the woman facing him, "I will accept your compliment, but, Lord Queen, can you not talk about such a disgusting topic during dinner." ”

"Haha," Arthur Pendley chuckled, covering his mouth, "aren't you the same? ”

"Her Majesty. ”

"Huh?" said Arthur Pendri, looking at Don Quixote with a smirk, to see how he could fight back against his teasing.

"A few days ago, when I went to the vegetable market, I saw two civilian women quarreling, I curiously asked the onlookers next to me, what happened, and one of the half-elf girls said that in the morning she came to buy vegetables, and saw the two women quarreling, from morning to noon, she witnessed the whole process She said that these are the two most boring people she has ever seen. ”

"So," Don Quixote reached out and patted Arthur Pendri's shoulder, who was a little embarrassed, "you're the most boring queen I've ever met."

Thus, Arthur Pendrey was defeated.

(To be continued)