I’m Really Not Targeting the Mages

"I said……"

"Emily, calm down first!"

Roger had no experience with this sort of thing.

So he could only try to comfort the other party with a gentle tone.

"I'm calm now!"

she said very loudly.

Roger glanced at Mr. Victor next to him.

The latter politely put away all the melon seeds in his hand.

But people have no intention of avoiding it.

Huh.

Stop drinking.

Focus on watching the show.

...

Roger rubbed his temples, pondered:

"However, although……"

"Why are you looking for me when you're pregnant?"

hear this.

Emily's eyes widened instantly:

"We are in that relationship..."

She added in a low voice:

"I mean the ally relationship..."

"If I don't look for you, who will I look for?"

Finish these two sentences.

Her voice unknowingly became louder again:

"And I doubt it."

"While we were drilling..."

Roger heard her talking more and more outrageous, and interrupted decisively:

"Impossible!"

Emily looked at him absent-mindedly:

"But I only had physical contact with you..."

Roger thought he wouldn't meet someone looking for a pick-up man, would he?

He reluctantly responded:

"Think about it again, how did your belly grow? When? Where?"

Emily recalled:

"Just now..."

"I was walking under the moonlight when I suddenly heard the laughter of a child."

"And then my belly started to bulge... Whoops!"

She gently covered her stomach, blushing all over her face:

"I-I'm still a girl!"

Encountered such an outrageous thing.

Although Roger is well-informed.

They could only secretly recall the soap quietly.

Ask Brother Sandy what he thinks.

Unfortunately this time.

Even Sandy, who has 7 inspirations, can't detect who the baby in Emily's belly is.

Emily hugged her belly in bewilderment.

Roger dazedly considered the possibilities.

for a while.

The two fell into silence.

The atmosphere gradually became colder.

Fortunately, at this moment.

The enthusiastic uncle next door took the initiative to come over:

"Do you two need my help?"

Roger looked at Victor suspiciously.

This guy is well-dressed, a custom-made purple dress is spotless, and although his two coquettish mustaches are a little greasy, they are quite attractive for a man of his age.

It seemed to have sensed Roger's wary eyes.

Victor smiled slightly at the moment:

"Do not misunderstand."

"My profession is a gynecologist."

"Similar things have happened to me."

Emily immediately raised her head when she heard the words.

Victor came over.

He put his right hand on his chest, gently grasping a crystal pendant, and said very politely:

"May I take the liberty to ask, can I use inspiration?"

Emily nodded without hesitation.

Victor put the crystal pendant in front of his eyes, and glanced at Emily's stomach as if using a magnifying glass.

Zizizi!

The white crystal instantly burned itself into smoke.

Victor let out a soft cry, and he jumped back instinctively, looking at the scorched marks in his hand, showing a look of fear:

"You are not pregnant with a human!"

Emily's complexion paled instantly.

She and Roger looked at each other, and both of them thought of many bad allusions.

In the world of Yuanwang Town.

A woman becomes pregnant by accident.

The birth of an inhuman baby, whether the baby is a hero or a devil, will bring disaster to its mother!

It's almost becoming a law of anomalous events.

...

"Can it be destroyed?"

Roger asked.

Victor glanced at him:

"Theoretically yes."

"Actually no, because I can't beat it."

"This child is too miraculous, maybe it has something to do with the spirit world?"

Roger suddenly thought of something, and instantly took a breath:

"The Elder, Velan?"

Victor froze for a moment.

He looked around, as if using inspiration to perceive the surrounding situation.

after awhile.

He nodded solemnly and said:

"This possibility cannot be ruled out."

"I learned from a hero in the spirit world that Weilan has never given up on returning. Perhaps, he has gathered enough strength..."

Speaking of which.

He suddenly looked in the direction of the castle with a half-smile:

"So, tomorrow's ceremony should be more interesting, right?"

Finish this sentence.

Victor nodded at the two and left.

Looking at the back of the other party leaving.

Roger was thoughtful.

This guy obviously has some background.

The two words he just mentioned intentionally or unintentionally aroused Roger's curiosity - the first one is "Spiritual Hero", what the hell is this? Victor didn't understand a little bit, and Roger was naturally at a loss.

The second one is "Tomorrow's Ritual".

This shows that he also knows that the "final test" is very problematic.

But he came anyway.

Whose interests does he represent?

Spirit world hero?

Roger felt that things were getting more and more confusing.

certainly.

The most outrageous thing is the child in Emily's belly.

When listening to her describe the dream about the castle.

Roger has had many guesses.

But one of the most outrageous of them doesn't include Emily possibly being pregnant with Veran's reincarnation...

Reminiscent of the phylactery of the remnant soul that I chopped into pieces under the poplar tree that day.

"It won't send Vilan's remnant soul to be successfully reincarnated, will it?"

Roger looked at the baby in Emily's belly.

I can't help but want to act first.

But he couldn't bear to hurt the innocent Emily.

At the moment, he could only sigh deeply.

...

that night.

In order to appease Emily's emotions.

Roger simply stayed with her all night.

The latter blushed from the beginning, then covered his face and wept, and finally his expression was numb.

This series of changes made Roger a little distressed.

Knowing that this is just a historical figure.

But this strong sense of reality still affects his emotions.

It was half past midnight.

Emily hugged Roger gently.

Breathe out like blue in his ear:

"I don't want to give birth as a virgin..."

Hearing those faint words, Roger's heart trembled.

Looking at Emily's miserable eyes.

Roger almost relented—

After all, he has accompanied rich women many times in this world.

The big deal is just "skip"!

However, the girl's next sentence made him lose all interest——

"Besides, the child can't live without a father."

Roger held her down:

"Feel sorry."

"I can't be his father."

He thought to himself that if it really happened, the relationship would be too complicated.

Emily asked suspiciously:

"How do you know it's him and not her?"

"If I have to have a child, I want a little princess!"

Roger scratched his head:

"It's hard to explain."

"You don't need an explanation."

Emily seemed to be a different person, and rushed forward enthusiastically:

"Just do me a favor!"

Just at this time.

Time seemed to stand still a little bit suddenly.

...

"The hardest thing to bear is the grace of a beauty. Faced with Emily's embrace, please choose——

...

Option 1: Help her fulfill her wish. After all, it is against human ethics to give birth as a virgin, and you can also play the role of father in advance.

...

Option Two: Pushing her away and telling her that the person you love most is your wife will set you up for a loyal personality.

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Option 3: Help her in other ways (please imagine the specific means for yourself).

...

Option Four: Customize"

...

"Damn!"

"What about my high-dimensional perspective?"

"Usually check the sense of presence every day, and don't come out to give information at critical moments?"

Roger's head hurt badly.

According to common sense.

Of course he would refuse Emily's excessive request without hesitation!

After all, he was barely a gentleman.

But this time.

do not know why.

There is always a premonition deep in his heart——

Perhaps it would be a better choice to help the lost girl.

"what do I do?"

Watch the 60-second countdown for the options.

Roger was caught in a dilemma.

However, at this moment.

A bewitching and encouraging voice sounded in his ear:

"Promise her!"

"Promise her!"

"Trust me, you must promise her!"

Roger was taken aback.

That is……

Bluewell's voice!

Although the voice quickly disappeared without a trace.

But Roger was still in a cold sweat.

"He wants to hurt me?"

"wrong……"

"If the child in Emily's womb is Vilan, then Lan Weier won't be Vilan!"

"There can't be two Vilans, right?"

Roger was very distraught.

This is the first time he has fallen into such a puzzle!

Maybe it has something to do with the demons.

He felt that his acting style was a bit unlike himself.

He began to settle his thoughts and ask himself:

"I will follow my heart."

"Exclude all external interference, what would I do under normal circumstances?"

"It's not a very difficult choice..."

Roger's heart calmed down.

What happened next was naturally a matter of course——

He politely declined Emily's request for sex.

he told her.

After tomorrow's ceremony.

It's time to get to the bottom of it all.

The child in her womb may not be real.

It could also be some kind of vision from necromancy.

To this.

Emily was very disappointed.

She pushed Roger away angrily.

Then he left his hut alone and silently.

Before leaving.

Roger also heard her mutter in a low voice:

"Isn't that okay?"

"Woo woo woo..."

"Sure enough, I still have too many freckles on my face."

...

After Emily left.

Roger simply did not sleep.

After midnight.

He was wandering around the village.

He was looking for traces of Lan Weier.

But all failed in the end.

This guy seems to have evaporated.

This made Roger suspect that the voice he heard when facing a decision was actually his own.

that time.

It is normal for people to be unconscious.

Soon it was dawn.

Sandy successfully completed the task assigned by Roger earlier.

After the two meet.

Then go directly to the mountain.

...

On the Castle Bridge in the early morning.

Steamy.

A shadow standing like a pine tree took root there early.

That person is of course the housekeeper Medog.

"You came too early."

Medog said to Roger.

Roger looked at the man and woman beside him, and couldn't help but smile:

"Aren't they earlier?"

Victor greeted Roger with a smile.

Emily looked at him angrily.

"It seems that you are all in a hurry."

"I can understand your feelings."

Medog said lightly:

"But the time has not yet come... However, we can go to the vestibule to pick up weapons first."

talking.

He waved at the three of them.

Then he turned and walked towards the gate of the castle:

"Come with me."

A group of three people walked across the arched bridge in the early morning mist.

When arriving at the city gate.

The three people's inspirations throbbed one after another.

that moment.

They seem to have arrived at another place from the projection place of the spirit world.

A place... completely irrelevant to this world!

"I can't feel the existence of the spirit world anymore."

Emily whispered uneasily.

Roger nodded.

Although there was worry on his face.

But in my heart I was extremely happy!

...

"Reminder: You have entered the 'Land of Silence'. This is the dead end of the gods. Any action you take here will not cause abnormal value to increase."

...

"Warning: The land of silence is extremely dangerous, and there are some existences that even the local gods of the historical world dare not pry into active here..."

...

Calmly read these two lines of information.

Roger directly filled his attention and vigilance.

This Weilun Castle is really unusual.

Such a high risk is almost equivalent to "drama killing" for normal people.

Fortunately.

He still has cards.

Think so.

He couldn't help but gently touched the dozen or so cloth pockets that were equipped just this morning.

After confirming that Sandy's collection is still there.

He breathed a sigh of relief and moved on.

...

They passed through the imposing gate one by one.

Came to the vestibule of the castle.

There used to be a garden here, but it is long gone.

In the center of the vestibule is a statue of the Elder.

The face of the statue has been blurred.

But below it is written the name of the ancient.

There are three rows of weapons racks in the western part of the vestibule.

There are a bunch of colorful and exciting weapons on display!

"It's Wrath of the Lion King! "

at this time.

Victor saw a quaint epee and couldn't help but exclaimed.

The gazes of Roger and Emily were also attracted to them.

Among the three.

Victor is clearly the most knowledgeable.

He can count out all the best items on the weapon rack like a few treasures.

After listening to his introduction.

Only then did Roger know that the weapons here are famous epic weapons in the historical world!

Even the worst one.

Putting it on the black market of psychics may also cause a bloodbath!

Not to mention there are so many pieces here.

...

"You mean...we are free to choose?"

Victor looked at Medog with an unbelievable gaze.

The latter smiled peacefully:

"One person can only choose one."

"This is the old man's reward for your courage."

"In addition, these blessed weapons may help you at critical times."

hear this.

Victor fell silent instead.

He suddenly looked at Roger.

Neither speak.

"What a chicken thief's old boy."

Roger cursed inwardly.

We are all smart people.

Victor knew exactly what was going on in his mind.

Isn't it because you don't want to be the first bird?

It's all here anyway.

Roger wasn't going to keep hiding it either.

So he directly said what Victor wanted to ask but didn't dare to ask:

"Then can you not choose a weapon?"

As soon as this statement came out.

Medog's expression was slightly embarrassed.

He said with a serious expression:

"It's tradition."

"So those who abide by the tradition are dead."

Emily interjected crisply:

"Does it say in the rules of the game that you can't enter the castle without a weapon?"

Medog pondered and said:

"Yes, yes, yes..."

"Then I don't want it!"

The three said in unison.

"..."

"As you please."

talking.

Motuo walked away with a dark face.

...

After a while.

Next to the weapon rack.

"Share your observations, Dr. Victor?"

Roger spoke first.

His meaning is also very clear, if you want to persuade me, I will help you, but it has to pay something, right?

Fortunately, Victor is also a sensible person.

He said decisively:

"These weapons are projections from the spirit world."

"In other words, their bodies are now in the spirit world-this is actually a very reasonable thing, but the problem is that we can't communicate with the spirit world here, so these weapons are very problematic."

"If things are abnormal, there must be something strange."

"Moreover."

"How can there be such a good thing as giving a blessing weapon before the final assessment? This is too fake."

Emily stated:

"I think the weapons are more like decoys."

"Of course, this is just my intuition."

"As of last night, my personal intuition was 100% accurate."

talking.

She glanced at Roger nonchalantly.

The latter pretended not to see it.

Since both of them have expressed their views.

Roger followed their words and went on:

"Actually, I'm mainly thinking about one thing—"

"Why are they still using such an obvious trap..."

"The castle game has been going on for so many years, is it difficult to update the conspiracy methods?"

hear this.

Victor couldn't help but say meaningfully:

"Probably unnecessary."

"Maybe it's too lazy to change."

"Who knows what those high-ranking people think? Maybe they think this is enough to eat us."

The three chatted briefly for a while.

Not long.

Medog appeared faintly behind the three of them.

"Time is up."

His voice was hoarse and deep.

at the same time.

deep in the castle.

There were bursts of bells.

Motuo used his cane to draw a rectangle with the height of a person on the dark gate leading from the vestibule to the interior of the castle.

next moment.

He flung open the door lightly.

A dim corridor unfolded in front of everyone.

The corridor leads to an unknown place.

The dense darkness blocked all prying eyes.

"The treasure of the ancients is inside, and you must enter alone."

"You guys discuss the order."

"Who goes first?"

Medog asked.

The three looked at each other.

next second.

Roger took out the "Profane Moon" and aimed it at Medog's forehead, and said calmly:

"You go first."

Look at the black hole of the muzzle.

Medog smiled instead of anger:

"It's really ignorant and arrogant..."

"I have endured you for a long time!"

"If you weren't really the best bait, you would have been torn to pieces..."

boom!

Roger didn't bother to listen to his beeps.

He shot straight away.

when it is.

The bullets of Blasphemy Moon roared and flew past Medog's forehead.

But there was no splash of blood.

Instead, it aroused a thousand layers of phantom!

"A mob that doesn't even count as a signer!"

"Who gave you the confidence to act presumptuously in front of me!"

The roar that had been suppressed for a long time burst from the sky above the vestibule.

in an instant.

A shadow more than three meters long spread and grew from under the "Statue of the Elder".

Finally covered the statue completely!

"The ancients are nothing!"

"I am……"

"The Immortal!"

The black shadow transformed by Medog twisted like a snake like the most terrifying devil!

His facial features are hideous and distorted.

The facial contours are overgrown with ostentatious tentacles and spines.

"Now I'm giving you one last chance!"

"Be obedient and roll in line, maybe you can escape with your life."

"or……"

"die!"

An unprecedented coercion came over like an avalanche.

Roger only felt that the inspiration had been violently stimulated.

that moment.

His heart was beating so fast!

on the data bar.

...

"Reminder: You have encountered the 'Longevity Medog' (knife/furnace/time/unknown)"

...

"Inspiration: You realize that the combat power of the immortal is above 6 stars"

...

"It turns out that above the ancients are the immortals..."

Roger nodded thoughtfully.

He put down the pistol at that moment.

Raise your left hand.

He smiled and asked:

"Since you are a long-lived person, you don't mind if I interrupt your time to pretend to be a little bit?"

The voice fell.

He snapped his fingers lightly!

That moment.

Time stands still!

...

"Hint: You used 'Spirituality: Time'"

...

"Time stillness: lasts 0.2 seconds, affects creature 216311 (human 3/immortal 1/ant 216307), about 50 days of life deducted"

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"Reminder: Your lifespan in the historical world has exceeded 5 years"

...

"The first seal is being opened..."

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"The seal is lifted, your combat power has been raised to 6 stars, and your body is being historicized..."

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"Release the seal: You can select 1/10 of the options from your specialty list, skill list, and other ability lists to historicize and obtain additional effects in line with this world"

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"You can choose 1/10 of the optional items from your storage items to historicize and get additional effects that match this world"

...

"you can……"

...

A lot of information flashed before Roger's eyes.

He randomly checked a wave.

...

"Hint: You have recovered 100% of your magic resistance"

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"Historical Effect: Your Necromancy resistance is regarded as 100%. Given your Forbidden Spell Resistance, you will ignore blows below the stack master level."

...

"Reminder: You have recovered 100% of your toughness, 20 points of stamina, 25 points of strength and power authority"

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"Historicization effect: Your health breaks through to 9 stars!"

...

"You became the first person in the historical world to obtain 9-star health, and you obtained a new milestone: ★★★★★★★★★"

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"★★★★★★★★★: It's too long, it's too long, I can't draw any longer."

...

"Corresponding title: Hei Changzhi (Activate the passive aura 'Confused' when wearing it)"

...

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"Storage props: You took out Chiyue, Invisible Sword, Phoenix Mecha, Beaulieu Ring, Cow Staff..."

...

The time of 0.2 seconds is fleeting.

In the horrified eyes of the immortals.

A mecha that was shoulder to shoulder with the city wall suddenly fell from the sky and hit the center of the vestibule!

crunch.

The armor is warmed up.

The Vulcan cannon, kaleidoscope and Denglong sword in the weapon module are facing him coldly.

And Medog's right hand side.

There stood a guy exactly like Roger.

He holds the red moon in his hand, his eyes are like a dead object.

He was looking at Motuo as if he was staring at his prey.

Mo Tuo swallowed subconsciously.

then.

He looks to the left—

Yet there was nothing to his left.

Until the second before the invisible sword rested on his neck.

He always thought so.

...

"I'm different from you, but I can understand why you are so confident in front of me."

"Eternal life..."

"Sounds really bluffing."

above the vestibule.

Roger stretched his waist, and the smile on his face gradually converged:

"Now, can you go first?"

Medog trembled all over.

He seemed to be taken aback by the sudden change in front of him.

Until Roger stabbed him several times with the invisible sword.

He cried out in pain!

"No no no..."

"This is impossible! This is impossible! How can you have such a powerful force!"

Medog murmured as if waking up from a dream:

"You... don't you..."

"Are you really Lord Weilan?"

Speaking of which.

As if he had found a life-saving straw, he suddenly shouted hysterically:

"I recognize this breath..."

"Really you are back?"

"Do not kill me!"

"I wasn't the one who betrayed you back then!"

Roger frowned.

Why did this guy mistook himself for Weilan?

breath……

He couldn’t help but glanced at Emily next to him.

The latter looked overly surprised.

"Could it be the breath of the child in her arms, or is it because I killed the remnant soul that day?"

With this in mind.

Roger simply followed suit.

He asked calmly:

"oh?"

"Then tell me, which disciple betrayed me?"

Just above the relief in the corner of the vestibule of the castle.

Carving of the dining scene of "Villain and his seven disciples".

Because of this, Roger's eyes fell on those figures.

next second.

But I heard Medog reply hesitantly:

"this……"

"Shouldn't you be asking - which disciple didn't betray you?"

ah?

hear this.

Roger people are stupid.

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