p1:...In the next chapter, there are two routes: Pure Love Stream or Guijian Stream. Which one is better?

p2: So, I, who is as pure as a white flower, will be turned into a ghost by you...

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Before and after lunch, Caesar kept beating his chest and stamping his feet in his heart

It seems that my practice is not yet home, and I am shocked by the scene of pure love. I forgot to take it. Otherwise, it would be the video of Hannibal Yelu Hideyoshi... No, it was the video of Yekui Hideyoshi, plus some other scraps and some warm tear-jerking music. I guess it can make a very shocking series, which will become the most shameful stain of Hannibal's life.

Good opportunity, just flew away, and Caesar was heartbroken and couldn't extricate himself. He was so depressed that he was extremely depressed.

On the contrary, Hannibal seemed to have made his promise and brought Hideyoshi with him wherever he went. Well, rather than this, Hideyoshi was stuck with Hannibal's side no matter what. The elegant consul of the Light, the weak but firm-faced Knight of the Light, the pair of people actually released the tacit understanding of the dog's eyes as if no one else was around. This made the people who didn't know the truth repeatedly admire, and the children who knew the inside story had cramps.

...Now, Sivia walked towards Caesar with a gloomy face

"Caesar... Although I can't ask about my brother's personal affairs without authorization, this time..." So, the president, who still retains his objective sense of responsibility and integrity, was deeply worried about his brother's situation, and was incomparable to the perverted maid staring at Hannibal and Hideyoshi with a weird face. Sivia whispered, "Hideyoshi's affairs...you know too."

...I don't just know the good things about your brother and Hideyoshikun, thanks to me, the matchmaker...

Of course, Caesar would never say such words. He said in a deep voice: "This... Although I have heard of it and have contact with Hannibal and Hideyoshi, I don't know that the matter is so serious..."

"Is that right..." Sivia sighed softly, "From the beginning, my brother has shown first-class qualities, high talent, and an unreasonable degree of luck. The family once thought that his elder brother was chosen by God and followed the tradition of being a paladin. The elder brother never let everyone down. Until as time grew, the strange... something similar to a curse was slowly revealed."

"Apart from my mother and I, you can't communicate too much with any woman, and even female creatures cannot. The presence in women is almost thin, and your conversations with women will be inexplicably screwed up. Don't look at Hun... In the beginning, Hun didn't know how long it took to remember his brother..."

…Is it so miserable? However, according to Hannibal, something similar to a curse, will be resisted by the strength of the woman, that is, at least the sixth-level female strong men can remember that Hannibal, the ninth-level female saints, can still communicate with Hannibal without any obstacles - but the problem arises again, Hannibal's talented curse will also increase with his strength, and one day, he will become the ninth-level saint Pope, by that time...

"...Wait, isn't Caesar moving to my decision and helping his brother without saying a word?" Sivia blinked, "And don't make such a tough thing so difficult"

"By the way," Caesar of course still didn't listen. His eyes flashed, "Sviya... I didn't want to do a few things just now, that is, 'willing to do anything' is completely plural, there is no limit at all. Do whatever you wantSviya to do... No, there is no insurance, why don't we sign a contract first?"

"...This is not the focus of the matter at all. The topic has deviated in a dangerous direction." Siweiya sighed over her forehead, "Anyway, is there no way?"

"Why...of course there are some," Caesar touched his chin and smiled, "Since Hideyoshi and her sister are almost exactly the same?"

Sivia's eyes lit up and she almost burst into laughter. She threw herself into Caesar's arms with a very quick attitude, hugged the barbarian fiercely, and then said excitedly: "Thank you for your advice, I'll do the next thing myself."

Looking at Sivia's hurriedly leaving, Caesar squinted his eyes, squinted his beautiful touch on his chest at that time, and then sighed for a long time: "It seems that Sivia is the biggest obstacle... but this may become an opportunity for her to give up..."

Looking at Hannibal and Hideyoshi who were responding appropriately in the crowd, the master and servant radiated a strange light that could not be concealed by the banquet hall, Caesar whispered: "Come on, you two, there are only so many people who can help you..."

Then, the King of Heaven laughed silently: "...Who, I will not be punished by God in the future..."

He looked around. The big men from state organs and all over the country gathered together with their parties and preferences. The same was true for young people. The groups exist in any public place. Everyone's performance was appropriate and courteous, showing good education and cultivation. Whether it was a high-ranking official or a stunningly powerful noble, they all restrained their usual arrogance and arrogance.

——Nothing else, just because in this world, there is a kind of power over pale power and wealth

Those who wear different costumes from the Brittanian style, either silent or flying, chatty or indifferent, echoed with a fluctuation of resistance to death in their bodies. The bureaucratic nobles of Brittania are not idiots of the three northern countries. They know very well what kind of existence the holy land is, and the backhand of the country is destroyed...

The natives and foreigners kept a distance rationally, with simple politeness, casual conversation, cautious speech, and communication without crossing the line. The local power and the holy land maintained such a stable balance - ordinary people who control power, professionals who control power, and professionals who control power.

——This is why the beautiful You and the others were not unnecessarily disturbed. Don’t be those old dandy plots. No one is fool. How could they do such embarrassing things at the state banquet?

Besides, you can recognize people with clothes. The girls' outfits can tell at a glance that they are extremely special. They must be big names from the holy land. Who would not be too jealous to be disgusted? With such blessings, Caesar could walk around with confidence. He was not interested in the Knights of the Round Table in Britania, but it was okay to deal with other interesting people.

"It's true," the girl smiled slightly, "I'm back home, why are you here?"

"...I'm here to go to school. As an exchange student, I'm at Rose Cross Academy." Caesar touched his nose.

"Rose Cross..." A hint of regret flashed in Cecilia's eyes, "That's a good place... it was also my previous dream, but it was a pity..."

"What a pity? Only a few of the best knights can go to the Pope Hall to continue their studies after graduation, which is comparable to your current one step..." Caesar said with a laugh, "I don't know how many people are envious of you."

"Envy?" Cecilia smiled, "...How do you know the troubles of us? I used to think that achieving such achievements can change some things, but now it seems that it is still far from it..."

She seemed to want something, but her eyes accidentally swept aside, her face changed, and Caesar looked at her eyes, and several middle-aged people walked towards her. Cecilia said softly: "I'm sorry, it seems that our conversation is about to end here."

"Then let's talk about this first... I'm very happy to know you today. See you again tomorrow." Caesar nodded and turned around. Cecilia smiled politely, turned around to look at the people, and her face suddenly became gloomy.

Caesar found his good position, and the necromancer waved to him from afar. The barbarian smiled and walked wherever he raised his feet, but at this moment, a sudden change broke out, and an angry shout suddenly sounded

"Enough" An angry shout suddenly sounded from the hall of the state banquet. Caesar turned around in surprise, but saw the luxurious crystal lamp, Cecilia, who had just become noble and polite, turned red, her plump breasts were rising and falling, and her anger was overwhelmed. She took a deep breath, faced everyone's surprised eyes, pressed her chest, and shouted to the people in front of her in her bravest voice, "The Olcart family has not perished. I have always been here. Cecilia? Alcart, you have no right and no right to take anything from my family, because I am the head of Alcart, and I will not allow you to do this."
Chapter completed!