Diablo Destruction

Half dragged and half dragged out of the house by Sister Sharna, she had a mediocre breakfast in a not-so-high-end pub. The smell of unprocessed meat lingered between her teeth. It makes me shake my head, and I don't understand why I have to go out and spend money to eat these things that taste the same as dry food in the wild even though I am at home and there is a breakfast that is a hundred times more delicious in front of me.

After coming out of the tavern, my sister seemed to have no intention of going back. She took me, who was still a little dejected by the huge gap between cheap delicacies and expensive dry food, and went straight to the Adventurer's Paradise.

My sister is not a normal girl. No, I don’t mean that she is abnormal, but she is a little different from a normal girl. I feel like it’s getting confusing the more I talk about it. To put it simply, the reason lies in personality, such as When I was with Shara and Vilas on God’s birthday, the excitement and enthusiasm they showed made me deeply understand how women – no matter they are big or small, strong or weak, their physical strength and enthusiasm when shopping. Curiosity is a fact of max level.

But her sister is different. She lacks many of the qualities that girls are born with. Those cute accessories, beautiful stones, or delicious food, all the factors that can attract girls are ignored by her sister. She is amazed by those vendors. He walked through the streets without hesitation in his enthusiastic eyes, leaving behind a series of regretful sighs. Even the precious jewelry I got from the treasure chest in the sewer, after I carefully selected a pair of sea blue earrings and gave them to my sister, she just accepted them with a smile and carefully kept them, but she didn't want to wear them at all. In other words, although it is true that my sister’s charm does not require these things to decorate her, the problem does not lie in this.

All in all, my sister’s shopping style doesn’t feel like shopping. Of course, it was different from the wind and fire that the old drunkard Kasha showed when he smelled the aroma of wine. It felt like a queen on a tour.

Even my sister, who showed such a boring attitude towards hanging out, actually spent the whole morning in Adventurer Park, which allowed me to fully imagine her little plans in mind, which should not be aimed at my cute little brother, so we said Your Highness Princess Sanwu, just ask for your blessings. The most important thing is not to run around all morning because you haven't eaten since last night. And Greedy ate the barbecue on the table...

My sister had no intention of hiding her plans from me. At noon, considering the size of Lugaoin City, Moissa should have almost finished running, so she walked back slowly.

"..."

"..."

On the dining table covered with snow-white tablecloth, the beautiful plate of barbecue was still there, but there was a subtle gap on it, as if it had been bitten by a greedy little tabby cat. From the shape of the gap, you can completely imagine the owner’s healthy and straight teeth...

"Chi... chime... chime -"

From the kitchen not far away, such cute sneezing sounds kept coming...

I glanced at my sister speechlessly, now you are satisfied.

With a natural smile in her eyes, her sister muttered something like, "It seems that the dosage of beasts is just right for dealing with mercenaries, but I don't know how many times it needs to be increased for those who change jobs." Leisurely half-lying on the wicker chair that had become her exclusive throne, she calculated alone.

I came to the kitchen with fear. The kitchen utensils designed according to adult sizes were undoubtedly too tall for Princess Sanwu, who is only as tall as Loli, so she often had to use some tools to adapt to the height of the kitchen utensils.

At this moment, her petite body was standing on a flat chair over a foot high. The kitchen knife in her hand danced very fast, causing the innocent and pitiful cutting board to moan violently. I don't know whether she was venting her anger or trying to cover up her sneezing. From what I knew about her, it was probably both. All...

"Shout...shout——"

One of those wishes apparently didn't come true, though, because every time it came time to sneeze. She had to stop the kitchen knife, so the moaning of the cutting board and her little sneeze seemed like two parallel lines that could never overlap. When you sing and I come on stage, the sound of the sneeze becomes even louder. Just stands out.

"Brother——"

My sister's slow voice came from across the hall, and I could already imagine the smug smile on her lips from her teasing tone.

"Do you know? The beasts in the jungle are actually very cunning. They never eat raw meat thrown on the roadside. So in order to catch them alive, the Amazons often drug them in the food reserves they hide or their cubs. It's common sense in books to put it on your body and make it think, 'This is your thing. So there is absolutely no danger.'

"Dong——"

When I said, "This is common sense in books," I seemed to hear the sound of a tight string breaking in my ears. Then, the miserable cutting board let out the last mournful cry in my life. In my stunned eyes, It was cut into two complete pieces by a huge force.

Is that... the sound of the line of sanity cracking? !

"Are you OK."

I swallowed a sip of saliva and looked at Moissa, always feeling that something was brewing deep in the expression of that pool of stagnant water.

"Scoop——, totally... scold——, it's nothing!"

She didn't even let go of the corpse on the cutting board. She looked at the kitchen knife in her hand indifferently, and then continued to chop the half of the cutting board fiercely.

In my opinion, adding a gritted word "complete" in front of a mantra that has remained unchanged for thousands of years can already explain the problem in itself.

"May I ask again, why is it so cold?"

I trembled and hugged my body tightly, and cautiously continued to raise my hands to ask questions. I glanced around in shock - the entire kitchen was covered with a layer of shiny ice, and particles of white and cold ice gradually began to condense in the humid kitchen air. A solid body floated down from less than a centimeter away from my eyes.

"This is...chi--, it's a normal phenomenon. Chi--!!"

Moissa, who was holding the kitchen knife tightly, turned to look at me and replied, her crystal clear eyes were like permanently frozen ice walls, and the sharp kitchen knife was shaking in front of my eyes.

Let me add that this is a desert climate and the time is noon. The sun in the sky is bigger than the washbasin. Although I really wanted to say something about this, facing that man and that knife, my courage was lost without a trace for some reason.

"Look, I've told you, the more you pay attention to her now, the more angry she will be." My sister lay lazily on the chair and complained to me, who seemed to be returning on a snowy night.

"I'm not my sister, but you keep irritating her." I rolled my eyes. Shake the snowflakes off your head and shoulders one by one.

"It seems to have a good effect if you stimulate it when it's sultry." The ice and snow in the kitchen has turned into a cool breeze here. My sister held up her cheeks and narrowed her beautiful eyes into a crescent moon.

It seems that Moissa has been regarded as a human air conditioner by her.

Not long after that, it was lunchtime that made my heart skip a beat.

"scold--"

"..."

"I said, why can't you learn well?"

At the dining table, I covered my forehead and looked helplessly at Moissa, who seemed to be standing respectfully. The effect of the medicine seemed to be still exerting its effect. She still kept sneezing, and even her originally fair nose looked a little red.

Looking back at the table, there was a plate of Arabic-style grilled mushroom skewers and grilled vegetable rolls in front of my sister and me. Next to it were thumb-thick and palm-width slices of grilled meat with a skillful cutter. My sister seems to be fine too.

The only problem is that there are dozens of skewers here, which can be described as a mountain of piles, and there are more than 20 pieces of tender meat. Even a hungry barbarian might not be able to hold on. Looking at what is on my sister’s plate, are they mushroom roots and meat residue? Is the portion for ants?

"Master, scold——"

It was time for Moissa to perform poorly again. She was pretending to keep wiping the non-existent tears in her eyes with her green-white little finger.

"The family is scolding, scolding - it is too poor to open the pot, even the kitchen is scolding -. The cutting board is scolded - I also took it - pawn it off, scolding -, it is really scolding -, there is no The extra food is scolded——, and the extra food eaten by the extra guests is scolded——”

"You're talking nonsense, you're talking nonsense. You threw away the cutting board because you cut it in half. If you want to talk nonsense, don't do it in front of the person involved, you idiot. If you want to kill two birds with one stone, find a better reason. fool……"

"No one is scolding. Humph——"

Facing my aggressive gaze. Moissa puffed up her cheeks and turned her head away, and at the end of her words, she even let out a very irritating snort.

"Forget it, brother." At this time, my sister looked at me with a calm smile.

"I didn't expect my brother's family to be so poor. My sister is really a failure locally."

Sighing, my sister ignored the countless loopholes in Moissa's wording and continued what she said. Conspiracy, another conspiracy, you little princess who doesn't know what to do, I really won't do it again this time I'm covering you up.

"As siblings, shouldn't we share joys and sorrows together?" After saying that, my sister blinked and sat next to me, apparently planning to share this barbarian-sized lunch with me.

"Of course, you can't wrong your servant. I'll leave my plate to you, little maid."

After ordering Moissa to sit in her original position and pick up the tableware, Princess Sanwu sneezed reluctantly and looked at the vegetable dregs in front of her with tears that were only enough for an ant's meal.

"And..." The gentle smile on my sister's face instantly turned cold.

"You can't be extravagant, right? Then during the period of time where I live, just supply this amount."

"..."

Sister, are you starving Maurice to death? I think I wanted to live there for a month and watch Marissa starve to death.

"By the way, in this difficult time, you must not hide food secretly. My eyes can detect it easily. It is such a treasonous act for a maid to hide food secretly and let the master starve..."

The last sentence made Moissa, who had an itchy expression on her face, seem to have received a huge blow. Her face changed and she started sneezing even more...

Well, Moissa's last way of survival was completely sealed. It seemed that my sister really didn't intend to be merciful anymore.

"Come on, brother, ah——"

Opposite the pale Moissa, my sister moved her hot buttocks onto my thigh without any scruples, picked up a piece of meat and put it to her mouth, her smile full of anticipation was extremely sweet.

"Dong dong dong——"

The sound of footsteps rushing up the stairs echoed inside the cylindrical building. Morissa viciously buried her body on the bed. She was still sneezing non-stop, and her stomach was growling even more. She had heard it since last night. So far I have only eaten a small bite of the drugged barbecue. As for the bit of meat residue just now...

Humph, I won’t eat what that arrogant woman left behind.

Thinking of food, Moissa's stomach growled even louder. Although there was some dry food in her inventory, she didn't dare to eat it. If she was caught by that hateful and terrifying woman, wouldn't she be completely defeated?

"Hey——, I have no choice, I can't wait any longer..."

She rubbed her itchy nose and pulled out a book from under the pillow. If the titles of the previous books were only filled with the covers, then this book didn't even let go of the back.

"The final chapter of the maid that improves your status and teaches you how to kick the mistress away - you read that right, this is the final chapter. After reading this book, you will no longer be a maid. Details of the follow-up guide Please read "Keep His Tenderness and Teach You How to Become a Qualified Wife: Introduction to Married Women".

Holding the book in her hand, Moissa immediately grasped the sword like a peerless swordsman. There was nothing else in her eyes, and she was so focused that she would not be able to notice even if the surroundings were on fire.

After a long time, she closed the last page, and her concentrated pupils gradually dissolved. It was as if her five senses had just returned to her body, and she stretched her numb limbs.

She was surprised to find that, at some point, her cheeks started to feel like they were on fire, and her chest seemed to be beating like a drum, and something strange was flowing from there.

He took out a mirror from the antique cabinet beside the bed and looked at himself. What was reflected in it was a doll-like face with a hint of dullness. At this time, two dense red clouds were as quietly as night roses. Blooming on top.

"Only...just to defeat that hateful woman, not...for that stupid master——"

As if to convince herself, she murmured to herself in a low voice, threw away the bronze mirror, and tried her best to bury her unfamiliar face in the quilt...

"Gu~~"

After a long time, a vague scream came from the quilt.

"Very hungry."