The Third Birthday of God

Chapter 1,110, Ninety-Four: The Third Birthday of God

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"My lord, my lord, get up quickly, or it will be too late."

In the confusion, Willas's soft words could be heard vaguely in his ears.

"Uh-huh-huh-huh-huh~~~~~~Little Vilas~~~~~let me eat more~~~"

In the confusion of consciousness, I instinctively moved towards the direction of the sound, hugged him coquettishly, and rubbed him.

He hugged a soft body, and when he touched it in his palm, he felt a warm feeling, as soft and silky as alluring skin like high-grade satin.

His head also rubbed over at the same time, seeming to be buried in the recess between the two hills. The girl's body fragrance, as well as a stream of lust that makes people dependent and attached, penetrated into his nose.

"Sir~~ It's true~~ I like to act like a spoiled brat~~"

Vilas' shy yet extremely gentle voice seemed to be heard in her ears again. She buried her head in the soft and fragrant arms and hugged her gently, just like a mother holding a child.

The only moment I regained consciousness seemed to still be at Artoria's welcome party. After knowing that stupid guy hated eating octopus, I took the octopus meat from Dia and looked at it with the blood flowing from my forehead and eyes. The tears welling up in his mouth were used as seasoning, and he ate it by himself, chewing and chewing~~~~

What a disgusting seasoning, why do I have to use this?

The breaking point of memory seems to be here.

Then, at this moment, my mouth found a soft, raised object. It seemed that a cherry was carefully placed on it as an embellishment. It was so thoughtful. So, I'm welcome. The started.

With a whimper, he opened his mouth wide and took the protruding thing in from the top. Immediately, the sweet, soft and delicate touch and taste like butter filled his lips and mouth. It was so wonderful that it felt like he was holding it in his mouth. It was like a piece of art, and I was reluctant to bite it. I cherished it very much and treated it like a treasure. I kept sucking in the sweet taste that seemed to have a hint of lust.

By the way, this octopus meat is actually sweet, which is really strange. Forget it, it’s just delicious.

"Ah~~ah woo~~"

In her ears, Willas was caught off guard, and a surprised moan sounded.

"Soft~~~~sweet~~~" Yes, it has a light taste of high-end cream chocolate that won't make you sick no matter how you eat it.

With it in my mouth, I murmured vaguely, trying to share the taste of the delicacy in front of me with Willas who was sensing it in a daze.

But...yes...it's still a bit lacking.

A regretful thought welled up in my heart, and I said it vaguely.

"It's just~~~it's too little~~~it would be nice to have more~~~"

"Woo!!!"

As if touching a switch that shouldn't be touched, the girl's soft moans that seemed to be trying to suppress them, but instead seemed more cute and charming, were suddenly interrupted, and were replaced by a sound as if being stabbed in the vital part. The great cry of the arrow piercing the heart,

"Sir, it's time to get up!!"

Then, a gentle whisper, mixed with a sinister emotion that suddenly awakened my consciousness, came over.

I immediately opened my eyes wide, sat up, and looked around confusedly.

Alas, wasn't it during the welcome party?

The scene changes so quickly that it's completely unaccustomed to you, you bastard.

here it is……

A very familiar place, Willas's room.

I turned around and glanced blankly at Vilas sitting next to me.

Below the waist, she was covered by the evil cup, with her upper body exposed, and her two small hands shyly hugged her chest, preventing people from getting a glimpse of her sacred place of girlhood, but the looming scenery revealed from it was like a Under the moonlight, the peerless beauty with her half-undressed dress looked even more alluring.

It's just that this beautiful lady looks a little bit unkind.

Wait, wait, what is going on in this daily scene of [couples getting up early to welcome a new day]?

Shouldn't it be at the welcome party? Could it be that I lost my memory due to some strange thing?

"That... Vilas..."

I planned to ask Willas what happened, but as soon as I spoke, she snorted and turned her head away angrily.

This, this, this... what's going on? My Vilas can't be so cute! !

My eyes widened, and my head was a little confused. Why was Vilas so angry this early in the morning? Could it be that I was still dreaming?

"I'm... I'm really sorry. Anyway... my... my breasts... my breasts are just... so little. I can't get any more!!"

Then, from the mouth of Vilas who turned his head away, he stammered these words angrily.

"ha?"

There must be something wrong with what Vilas is saying.

I lowered my head and began to think hard.

Slowly, the vague memories just now became clear in my mind bit by bit.

When I saw that Vilas turned around because she was angry, which caused a huge flaw to be revealed, and her pair of big hands that could be held, the exquisite and cute snow-white jade rabbit was secretly exposed to my sight, combined with what I saw from above , a trace of saliva stains exuding the smell of sex, I finally realized.

I was eating octopus meat in my dream just now, and I got a soft, sweet thing in my mouth. It turned out to be Veras's...

Then, what did you say?

It's just too little, it would be nice to have more.

I:"……"

Well, fortunately it was Vilas and not Sarah, otherwise the little loli would have been squatting sadly under the bed and drawing small circles.

Then, after some kind explanations and apologies, Vilas's anger finally subsided. Originally, this little wife was not a girl who was good at getting angry. It would be better for her to stay angry all the time than to keep hugging and kissing her in front of everyone. More difficult.

"By the way, Vilas, what's going on? I clearly remember being at the welcome party...what happened next?"

Taking this opportunity, I finally asked the doubts in my heart. Looking at Vilas, I found that this little wife had wrapped her pajamas around that alluring and perfect body at some point, and freed her hands. I couldn't help but feel a little bit... A little disappointed, I originally wanted to continue being intimate.

"Ha~~~I knew adults would ask this~~~" Vilas sighed as she expected.

"That night, when everyone was eating grilled octopus..."

"Uh-huh!!"

I nodded my head desperately, as expected of my beloved wife who had a close connection with me, and what she was talking about happened to be at the break point of my memory.

"Then comes the main dish of the banquet, king crocodile meat."

"So that's it." This memory is completely gone.

"During this period, your Excellency was drunk." Vilas showed a soft, troubled smile.

I:"……"

No wonder...he was drunk. This must be the reason why he lost his memory.

"Which guy got me drunk?!"

I'm gearing up, ready to punish whoever it is with an iron fist.

"My lord, have you really forgotten?" After hearing me yelling like this, Vilas' expression became even more subtle.

"Forget it, tell me."

"It was Leona who stole the wine and then provoked the Lord. The Lord was so angry that he started a drinking fight with Leona..."

Speaking of this, Vilas's voice became smaller and smaller.

"You mean, my drinking capacity is actually worse than that of a dog!!" I held my head and wailed.

"Judging from the scene at that time, maybe... maybe... it should be like this. After the master fell, Leona drank several bottles in succession..."

Vilas looked at me carefully and comforted me softly.

"No... isn't it true that everyone is not good at something? For example, Leona's soft golden hair makes me very envious."

Vilas, your clumsy comfort will only make me more sad.

I hugged Willas gently with sadness and relief, wiped away my tears, and thought to myself.

It's great to have a wife like Vilas.

However, no matter how much he tried to escape, he could not erase the fact that he lost to a dog in terms of drinking capacity. It is estimated that if he met Lal's gang, he would definitely be ridiculed for this matter, and he would be held up in front of them for a while. Don't start.

"You were sent back after you were drunk?"

"this……"

Vilas' hesitant look made me suspicious.

Could it be that you did something bad when you were drunk?

"Tell me, Vilas, what happened after that? Don't worry, even if you tell me that I did a striptease at that time, I can bear it."

My face was dark, and there was nothing more sad than a dead heart.

"Isn't that true..." Vilas, who was clinging to her arms, raised her chin and glanced at me secretly.

"When you get drunk... you plan to sing..."

"That's it, that's great."

At the moment of life and death, Vilas's answer made me see the light again... No, I went directly to the Pure Land of Paradise.

Aren't I pretty awesome? Even when I was drunk, I chose the equivalent of a galgame with hundreds of branch routes. If I'm not careful, a black hatchet, blood, cure, lunch, and good ship incident would happen. It's the most perfect. The harem completion route of "You Are All My Wings".

"Ha~~~"

Vilas tilted her head slightly in confusion. To be honest, she couldn't compare which of the two choices, singing with an adult or stripteasing with an adult in public, would have a worse impact.

"Then what?"

Everyone must have been fascinated by my singing. What I care about now is whether Aleus followed on the stage. If I care about it, wouldn't the program we are going to perform on God's Birthday be exposed last night? !

I expressed that I was very shocked, although I still don’t know, nor have I asked Alius to confirm, what exactly the two of us will perform on the birthday of the god.

"Ha~~~ran...then...yes...yes, it's time to get up, sir!!"

I:"……"

It felt like the question just now was obscured by a very clumsy and obvious topic-changing technique.

Until the king crocodile meat, and the drinking fight with the dead dog, and even after getting drunk, he climbed on the roof of his tent and took out the exclusive artifact microphone (magic loudspeaker). These lost memories were all reminded by Vilas. It vaguely appeared in my mind.

However, just when I put the microphone to my mouth and was about to sing a song, the memory suddenly stopped, just like the black and white movie that was being played in the early 20th century, with the screen full of blurry water splashes, was suddenly cut off, and my brain It became pitch black.

I always feel that something creepy has happened to me.

"Sir, get up quickly, everyone is waiting for you."

When she came to her senses, Vilas had already put on her clothes so quickly. Is this one of the essential skills of a universal housewife?

"Hey, Vilas, what happened today? Why are you wearing this outfit?"

I suddenly discovered that what Vilas was wearing was not the usual maid uniform, but her beautiful snow-white robe with a national flavor, red trim and blue collar.

"How...why, it's inappropriate?"

Vilas was a little shy and held her clothes, turned in a circle in front of me, and asked uneasily.

"No...how could it be? It's so beautiful, but I rarely see you wearing it." I cast an admiring and fascinated look honestly.

"Because...because it's God's birthday, I want to wear it..." Veras, whose face turned red after hearing my compliments, whispered like a child who had done something wrong.

Oh, it turns out to be God’s birthday, I said.

I nodded graciously.

Wait, wait! !

Today is God’s birthday? !

I was stunned, and then I stretched out my ten fingers in front of my eyes and compared them again and again.

The day of the welcome party was one day away from God’s birthday.

In other words, after the welcome party, there will be a leisurely day, and then comes the frightening birthday of God without Akara.

That's right, that's right, that's what it is.

Under Vilas's doubtful eyes, I breathed a sigh of relief and put down my fingers that were constantly gesticulating.

You see, your brain is confused. At this time, you should go to Little Jasmine, ask for a cup of hot tea, and relax your mind.

That’s not wrong! What about my memory of that leisurely day between the welcome party and God’s birthday? ! !

The next moment, I roared and overturned the tea table of my soul.

Could it be that he was abducted by aliens, taken to a spaceship, conducted some strange research experiments on his body, and then had his memory erased and put back? He spent a whole day like this.

Recalling some of the shocking news from the original world, I became uneasy.

Although it is not impossible to ask Vilas, but...

If one day, when your husband (wife) gets up, he suddenly asks you, what did I do all day yesterday? Will you regard such a question as a joke, or that your wife has already suffered from Alzheimer's disease? omen?

In view of this, I decided to put this issue aside for now.

"Really, sir, if you don't get up, you really won't be able to make it in time for the festival. We can't let everyone wait outside~~~"

Willas's gentle and delicate voice kept urging her in her ears.

Under the service of Vilas, I, who was about to turn into a useless person with clothes to stretch out my hands for food and mouth to open, finally got dressed. When I was choosing a cloak, Vilas suddenly folded a piece into a square shape, like neat tofu. The same white cloth was handed over.

"Sir, please wear this today."

As he said that, those moist eyes like black gemstones raised their heads slightly and looked at me expectantly.

"This is……"

I looked at the white [Tofu] in front of me in confusion.

Vilas knows my preferences, so she has never made any other cloak except black. Now, she suddenly came up with a white cloak.

Is it finally entering the second season, or is it a continuation of the game? Because the same protagonist is still used, the producers have to change the protagonist and change his image to prevent the audience or players from saying: "Ah, this bastard production company is here again." Cutting corners and copying the original.”

"This...just an ordinary one will be fine."

I took out the black cloak I usually wear and waved it in front of Willas.

"Really, no, today is a very important day."

Veras forced the piece of white [Tofu] into my arms and snatched the black cloak away.

Wasn’t this how people wore clothes on God’s birthdays in the past?

I looked at Vilas a little strangely, but her very rare tough attitude made me give in.

Just put it on and you won't get pregnant.

Shaking the white tofu in my hand, I couldn't help but exclaimed, while Vilas showed a shy smile.

"This is made with a mixture of elven craftsmanship. It's my first time making a cloak like this, so I don't know if it will fit."

The snow-white cloak is dotted with delicate golden patterns around it. The shoulders are also specially padded with hard shoulder pads. Without putting them on, just by fully unfolding them like this, you can feel the nobleness from the clothes when you look at them. An indescribable breath.

The nobleness and erectness of the paladin, the mysterious wisdom of the wise man, the divine mercy of the priest, and the nobility and majesty of the leader. These subtle flavors seem to be perfectly integrated into this white robe.

I don’t know if it will fit a passerby like me, but I know that Veras must have spent a lot of effort on this cloak and white robe. In this case, even if the emperor’s new coat is handed over to him, I don’t know. I will put on my clothes without hesitation.

Wu Yan, with the help of Willas, put on this white cloak, which was a bit stressful for me, or it would be an overstatement to call it a cloak.

The shoulders were pressed by hard shoulder pads, and I couldn't feel the weight of the usual cloak, so it became wider and empty. These unaccustomed feelings made me twist unconsciously.

"It will be ready soon, sir." Vilas squatted down, finishing the tiny corners for me, and then she said it was done, as if she couldn't wait, she ran to me like a child, and carefully Look carefully.

Then, her little face became more and more rosy, her eyes wandered, as if she was too shy to look over directly, but she couldn't help but take a glance at her, she was such a cute little girl.

Is it so exaggerated?

I stood in front of the dressing table mirror that I usually didn't pay much attention to, and I was stunned.

How should I put it, beauty depends on clothes and brightness... Ahem, I accidentally said the advertising line smoothly. In short, there are no ugly women in this world, only lazy women. This sentence seems to be applicable to men as well. .

Compared with the aristocratic dresses prepared by Akara and the others when I married Arturia, this snow-white cloak is obviously more suitable for me. She is indeed my wife.

I almost don’t recognize myself in front of me. In this way, we can be regarded as the best among mortals. Well, that’s right, let’s do it. From now on, please call me [Passenger King]...