Diablo Destruction

Darkness enveloped the entire Rogge camp early. Under the quiet night sky, little lights rose up, flickering on and off, as if they were close yet far away, like candlelight fluttering in the cold wind. Even such a weak light symbolized There are safe havens, warm little nests that can protect me from the wind and rain, but among the millions of lights, none of them are lit for me. Walking under such a night sky, it is inevitable that I will feel a sense of loss and loneliness.

Isn't life just a process of constantly pursuing one's own place?

Of course, these many feelings are just temporary emotions. If we have to trace the reasons, they are probably the random thoughts caused by the kiss with Linya, and then rose to rationality, human nature, and philosophy, just like a The beggar thinks of peace in the universe. To put it bluntly, he is suffering from a secondary disease and is just being sentimental.

What should I do and deal with the relationship with Linya? I have no clue at the moment. I like Linya. Although I haven’t exaggerated it to the point where I will never change her until death, I am indeed attracted by her appearance and shy and kind personality. I think as long as she is a normal man, there will be few A person who can resist Linya's charm.

But what about the salad, what about the vilas? They are even more difficult for me to let go of. They are more important than my own life. My woman, I love Linya, but I love them even more. In my heart, both Vilas and Sarah are my wives. The status of a wife is very important to me. How important and irreplaceable it is to me. If Aelina is my right, then the love for Vilas and Sarah is not just a right, but an obligation. They are my wives. , I have the right and the obligation to love them.

Therefore, I couldn't help feeling that I was falling in love with Linya. But they can't hurt Sarah and Vilas. Although they don't say it in their hearts, which woman is willing to share the man she likes with others? During the days when I was married to Vilas, although Sarah didn't say anything and silently accepted the fact, her obsession with me afterwards undoubtedly showed that she didn't care as much as she showed.

Love is not only sweetness and happiness, but also sadness. It is a contradiction and a painful choice. I am not an expert in flowers. I cannot guarantee that all the girls who like me and the girls I like will not be hurt. I can only try to avoid the most important and take the easy choice. In fact, isn't this the case in human life? For the future of myself and Linya, I can only take one step at a time, ah. Oops, I haven't spoken to Vilas and Sarah about the little ghost yet, so I'm in endless trouble again.

While thinking wildly, the outline of his small tent gradually became clear in the darkness. The faint light and fire came out from inside, which made my heart warm. All the confusion and annoyance disappeared. There was a kind of woman. As long as I think of her, I will feel warm in my heart, and no matter how many troubles I have, I will smile happily. Vilas is this kind of girl.

Stepping softly, I gently opened the door. Under the dim light, my little wife was sitting on the bed with her legs bent. It seemed that she had just woken up and was still in a daze. Her dazed look gave her a lazy and sexy aura, which was so cute.

"Ah, I can't help it anymore, it's so cute. My little Lulu is the cutest girl in the world."

I rushed forward and held the still dazed Vilas in my arms, and kept rubbing her pretty rosy face.

"Woo~ Wow!!" The stunned Vilas screamed like a kitten that had just woken up and was caught.

"Uuuu~~, sir, I'm so embarrassed."

"Looking like this, does it feel like being a mother?" I raised my head from Vilas's arms and looked at her with a wicked smile.

"No... not at all." Vilas' pretty face suddenly turned red, and her little hand gently stroked my head.

"Mom..." She sighed softly. She gently brushed my hair and fell into deep thought. First she had a gloomy look on her face, then she didn't know what she was thinking of. The corners of her mouth slowly curved into an arc, and finally she smiled. Standing up, there was a lovely sense of stupidity in his silly look, his head tilted unconsciously, as if there were countless bubbles popping out of it.

"I really want to... be pregnant!"

"puff--"

"My lord, what are you doing?"

Feeling the warmth in her arms disappear, Vilas woke up and watched curiously as I covered my lower body and rolled on my knees while squatting on the ground.

"No...nothing?" I raised my head and forced a smile towards Vilas. This charming little elf actually gave me such a violent blow as a man without mercy. The most damning thing was that pure expression without any pretense. , If it weren’t for the fact that Vilas was still wet after a night of mischief last night, I would have turned into a beast and pounced on her, ruthlessly ravaging her.

"You haven't eaten yet, wait, I'm going to do it now." Vilas thought that the meeting had been going on until now, so she quickly got dressed, put on her cute maid apron, and was about to prepare rice for washing. While eating, I stopped him.

"My word, I've already eaten it."

"Then what should we do?" Vilas looked at me with eyes wide open. All the time, if I was at home, she would cook and the two of us would eat together. This kind of situation has never happened to her before, and it made her feel a little agitated. At a loss.

"Wouldn't it be better to just be your own weight? Hey, wait. Forget it, don't do anything, let's just eat." I clapped my hands and said as if I thought of something.

"Cheating for food.?" Vilas is still a little confused. She always has a kind and gentle smile, and looks like a skillful and capable little daughter-in-law. This kind of cute full-on mode is really rare in a century, so you must take good care of it. Just keep it in mind.

"Yes. Let's go to Sarah's house to have a meal. It really kills two birds with one stone." As the meal king of the Lal family, at this moment, there is a nerve with a special structure in my brain that is saying "beep beep——" - Now is the time for sari aunty to put delicious dinner on the table.

"Well, Sir, I'd better not go. Sir, go alone. I can just eat at home." Vilas lowered her head and whispered in a timid tone. No wonder, even though she had Sarah's approval, Aunt Sari didn't seem to say anything, but she openly went to Sarah's house to get food like this, and she also had to face Sarah's mother. A normal person would find it awkward.

"What are you afraid of? Show your momentum. This is a problem that you will face sooner or later. You can't escape it."

My words sound nice. In fact, I was also uneasy. Taking other women to my mother-in-law's house for a meal was really a plot that only appeared in movies. But I had no choice but to bite the bullet and have to do it. Not to mention that Sarah would become my woman sooner or later, Wei. This attitude towards drawing is also not advisable, I discovered. Even though she has adapted to her status as a wife, Veras still maintains a sense of humility in her heart. This awareness is not a negative attitude towards her inferiority status, but that she has not yet gotten rid of her original maid's pace, so when she arrived Even now, I am still being called "Sir". Although I don't care what you call me, as long as we understand each other's thoughts, that's all. But Willas's humble concept must be corrected. Now I am taking advantage of this opportunity.

"But. But, wuwu~~..." Vilas begged me with her watery eyes. She looked pitiful and on the verge of tears. If it were normal times, I would have lost my heart and comforted her in every possible way, but now I can't, well, I have to use domestic violence.

Without saying a word, I took her warm little hand and strode towards Lar's house. After a while, Vilas probably realized that I was determined to do this, and finally stopped resisting weakly, as if she had suffered. Like the aggrieved little daughter-in-law, she lowered her head in frustration and was passively pulled forward by me.

"Smile, keep smiling, huh." I turned around and looked at Vilas with a solemn expression as if he was about to break into a dragon's den with amusement: "If you don't smile, I will kiss you at the door of Sarah's house later. Kiss for an hour."

Such a threat was undoubtedly very effective. Vilas looked at me pitifully, sighed, and finally showed her usual smile that could make even a tough man melt.

Finally arriving at Larga's gate, I took a deep breath. Thinking that I would see my little angel Sarah right away, I couldn't help but feel a little excited. Even my steps wandered a bit, but I was holding Veras behind me. It made me feel a little guilty. Willas was afraid, so why wasn't I? There is probably nothing wrong with Sarah, but only God knows whether Aunt Sari will have a good attitude towards "the woman who seduces her daughter's fiancé" and "the son-in-law who brings other women to make money".

"Tuk-tuk——"

The wooden door made a heavy sound, and after a while, there was a rhythmic sound of footsteps inside. It was Sarah. I held my breath immediately. This girl made me think deeply, even if it was a small detail, I couldn't help it. Keep it firmly in mind that this place is indeed Sarah’s footsteps.

The door opened slowly, and I couldn't help but take a step forward. I was so excited that I couldn't express it in words, but the next moment, the movement I was about to embrace was stagnant in mid-air.

The door was opened, and what appeared in front of me was a girl who looked exactly like Sarah. Her long pink hair flowed to her waist like a ribbon, and she was made up of delicate facial features and a flawless face. Her stunning appearance, even if she did not show her full beauty due to her age, was unparalleled in the entire Rogge camp. In terms of pure appearance, Sarah was undoubtedly No. 1 in Rogge.

But why do we say it is "exactly the same"?

Because her temperament is completely different from Sarah's. It is not cold, but a serious expression. Like her crimson eyes, it gives people a fierceness and majesty of fire. The sharp eyes that come towards her are like An unsheathed sword is so sharp that people dare not face it directly. Although it is petite, it gives people a sense of power that cannot be ignored. It is like a peerless sword that has just been completed, revealing everyone's love for it. People who are angry, majestic, full of momentum, and have weak self-confidence will probably easily develop a sense of inferiority in front of them.

Who is it? Could it be Sarah's twin sister? But you've never heard anyone else say that? I looked at Vilas dumbly, only to find that she was enjoying herself with her lips pursed.