"Ann, teacher. ”

When passing by a tree-lined path, a few students came over, both men and women, one of them greeted Don Quixote very politely, obviously in this place, the adults in the robes must be teachers, but they may not necessarily teach them, these children should seem to be from the same place, new to a strange place, these people who once knew always like to hold each other together, because I think back then, when Don Quixote was still an earthling, he was also in high school with his former classmates, fellow countrymen, until he slowly became familiar with the new environment, and then gradually separated, each has its own social circle.

"An," Don Quixote smiled and waved his hand, he has never been a person who likes to put on a show, and whether he is a slave in this life or in the previous life, what he hates the most is those meaningless acts of bullying the inferior, not only does it have no meaning, but it can only show that you have a low IQ, "You can't go to the back place, there is the alchemy experiment area, and now our academy has not opened that part of the area." ”

"Got it, teacher," the students were going to visit the new school, their second home, but after receiving Don Quixote's orders, they stopped and walked towards the other fork in the road.

"Ann, Your Excellency Eagle Goodman," and a short time later, Don Quixote saw Angela, who seemed to be standing there with the same view of the thriving people and the campus, and although the woman was as holy as ever, as quiet and empty as ever, Don Quixote had already guessed the woman's intentions.

"Well, Ms. Angela," said Don Quixote, who stopped and asked knowingly, "why are you in the mood to come out today?"

Angela took a breath and pointed to an artificial lake not far away, designed by Don Quixote himself, the scenery is beautiful at sunset, and there are these stout trees by the lake, and there is a bench under the tree, "I'm a little tired, can you accompany me to do it?"

"Ha, my pleasure"

In fact, such a punctual position has been occupied by a small couple early, but when they saw a mage leading a very beautiful woman to walk here, they instinctively stood up, bowed, and disappeared without a trace, for these smart children, there should be a good and rare life now, if there is a conflict with the superior because of some unnecessary things, that is, the teacher who controls their destiny, this is extremely unwise, and the person who has this idea has already been cut down in the first selection, after all, for the Six Rings organizationA person who simply has talent but no wisdom is not worth cultivating.

"And so they went," Angela frowned slightly as she sat on the bench, "and it seems that they still don't think of themselves as citizens." ”

"Power and power are equal," Don Quixote also sat unceremoniously on the other end of the bench, lit a cigarette for himself by the way, and the two politely kept a distance of about half a meter, "Being able to see the essence of the world is worth cultivating, **, equality, if you want to really have these things, you need to fight for it, my past experience tells me that expecting the person who rules you to give you mercy is a ridiculous thing in itself." ”

"You always see the world so thoroughly," said Angela, turning her head with a familiar and holy smile on her face, "It's just that you're so young." ”

"Human experience, and understanding of the world, is never based on age," said Don Quixote, taking a hard puff of his cigarette, "I wonder what Ms. Angela is looking for me?"

"Rommel told me," Angela said out of nowhere she found a copper coin with the king's head on it, and she threw it so hard that it flew a few times on the surface of the lake before it sank, "and she said that she wanted to have another child, and this was the second time in her life that she had prayed to me so formally, that she wanted her child to finish a life that had never been completed." ”

Don Quixote, who doesn't seem to think much about environmental protection, flicked lightly, and the cigarette butt shot into the lake like a bullet, and his eyes were a little distracted, after all, in a sense, he NTR (two-dimensional network term, the meaning of horizontal knife snatching love) Angela, and he can be regarded as Angela's enemy, and it is normal to have some weakness, which comes from moral whiplash, "Then what do you think about this?"

"Agreed," Angela leaned back on the bench, her eyes glancing over the sparkling lake, the smile on her face did not change, but her tone remained relaxed, "As long as it is her will, I will not stop her." ”

Don Quixote, who was leaning on the bench, frowned slightly, because this was different from his previous guess, from his previous understanding of Angela, Angela would definitely not agree to this matter, and Ji God Rommel would definitely not hurt Angela, so Don Quixote also had an excuse to reject Ji God Rommel, then after that, he casually found an excuse to say that the child was reincarnated in Faeron, as for where to go, he just explained it with a sentence of not knowing, then the matter was solved perfectly in the real sense, and no tail would be left, but

"A long, long time ago," Angela put her hands crossed together on the root of her **, a very common female surname posture, generally speaking, when a female surname makes this pose, most of them fall into some kind of memory, so Don Quixote lit another cigarette for herself, did not speak, just listened quietly," In the Germanic Empire, there was a little girl, she was chosen by the Sun Temple, after careful training, became a saint, later, the temple needed to expand, spread the faith, the saint returned to the so-called hometown to spread the teachings, and then she met the king of that country, Ji God Rommel. ”

"No one thought that the king was actually a woman who liked women, and she was crazy about the saint who was going to Mass in German and spreading the faith, and for that saint, although she didn't hate this woman, but in fact, she was a normal woman who liked men, so she was going to reject this crazy king. ”

However, the pope at that time found this saint in private, hoping that she would sacrifice herself for the Sun Temple, give up her status and power to marry this king, of course, at the cost of asking this king to fully support the Sun Temple's mission in German. ”

"So," said Don Quixote quietly, This saint really sacrificed herself for her faith, married this queen, and indirectly made this queen the chosen one of the sun gods, the eternal knight king, and then lived with this woman wholeheartedly for nearly a thousand years, and in this thousand years, she really took care of this woman wholeheartedly, shared the secrets of this woman's heart for her, and enlightened the pain in this woman's heart, but in fact, this woman has always been the same as at the beginning, her heart has not changed in any way, and no one has ever landed on the island in her heart, am I right？”

"Yes, no, people are not plants, I have stayed with her for so long, even if it didn't start because of true love, but now I am a real relative, a relative who depends on each other, but," Speaking of this, Angela smiled a little self-deprecatingly, "It's a little unwilling, it's like a flower that I have devoted all my efforts to raising for a thousand years, but in the end it bloomed for a man who has only known her for six or seven years, not me, the owner of the flower." ”

"However, I had foreseen this day a long time ago, when she untied the knot one day, she would leave me, and I could complete my mission, but I thought she would return to your teacher Arthas, but I didn't expect it to be you. ”

"Why are you telling me this?"

Angela shrugged, "You made her out of the shadows and forget the past, if she really wants to be with you, I don't want me to be a barrier between you, after all, although there is no love between me and her, there is still a family relationship between sisters." ”

"A day of deception, a month, a year, that's called deception, but deception for a thousand years," Don Quixote tapped one of his fingers lightly on the bench, "that's not a deception, you don't need it, you can't leave, Rommel still needs you by her side." ”

"As for me," he said, licking his lips, which were a little dry from smoking. I admit that my relationship with her is somewhat intimate, some beyond the boundaries between friends, but when she is with you, she plays the role of a male surname, more of a responsibility, as if she is the head of the family, in fact, this behavior only aggravates her I like to call this disease mental illness, as you said, Rommel is still a woman after all, or me, or my teacher, or some other man, one day, she will still find a man to rely on, but I am lucky, I happened to give away my own shoulder when she needed it most。 ”

"So," Angela pressed her fingers gently, "you're such a nasty man, anything that comes through your mouth, even if it doesn't make sense, it makes sense, of course, you can rest assured that I won't leave Rommel, I've lived together for so long, and if it suddenly changes, I'll not get used to it, and come on"

"I'm already a homeless person, there is no one I know in the Sun Temple, even if I want to go back, I'm afraid no one will want me, after all, no one will believe that an ordinary saint has lived for almost a thousand years"

After a moment of silence, Don Quixote suddenly spoke, "If I have a way to impregnate you, would you be willing to complete this task in the place of Lady Rommel?"

"The sun god is above," Angela couldn't help but retreat to the other side of the bench, her legs tightly closed together, a look of vigilance, and of course, a hint of helplessness, "You stole Rommel's heart, and now even I don't want to let go?"

"Ahem~" Don Quixote hurriedly waved his hand, "No, I mean, I have an alchemy in my hands, even two women can have the crystallization of love, that is, pregnancy, and like all other children, it is normally delivered by the mother." ”

Hearing Don Quixote's explanation, Angela was relieved, but there was still a hint of doubt in her eyes, "Why did you do this? Why didn't you tell her directly before?"

"Because of love," Don Quixote touched his nose, obviously the real reason, he just wanted to deceive Rommel The lie can't be told, because he can't afford the risk of the lie being exposed, God knows, Angela has the magic of the sun god by his side, "Rommel relies on me, not because of the ** between men and women, but because of the instinct of the female surname, someone needs to stand in front of her, but I still have some selfishness, let such a beautiful female surname reproduce for me, I don't think any man can refuse this **." ”

"However, your silent dedication for a thousand years, let me give up this plan, in a sense, you can think of me as a new pillow she bought, so that she can sleep with a solid pillow, in fact, the person who wants to live with her, after all, is you, so if she gives birth to my child, the relationship with you will eventually become more and more estranged, after all, all this has nothing to do with you, which is a little cruel for you. ”

"On the contrary, if you are the mother of the child, then she will not only take care of the child in every way, but also will not alienate you, but no matter which one, you, or Rommel, you have to accept that there is more of my pillow in your life, you really have to blame, and you are not a man, of course, and my lust. (To be continued.) )