Chapter 3917 CDPR: We Just Made a DLC for the Test

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"Is it that hard to sort out?"

"For me as an outsider, yes."

"Well, this is an order from His Highness the Prince." The Zaogu twin maids sighed softly, showing the unfortunate expression of having to work overtime on weekends, but their tone suddenly changed.

"So, just leave the explanation to Bella this time. You are the living dictionary of our elves."

"Yes, yes, it is very useful when cooking. It is said that the uncrowned king has ten thousand recipes in his mind..."

"Sister, you should remember the order of cooking by yourself at least, don't always ask Bella, okay?"

"Don't say that, I just occasionally add the oil and salt in the wrong order."

I think this is pretty bad - maybe he is a member of the dark culinary world again.

Listening to the dangerous speech of the senior of the maid group, I glanced at the pornographic maid and felt slightly reassured. At least this little maid's cooking skills were excellent, which was one of her few advantages.

After suddenly revealing a series of seemingly outrageous facts, the topic was finally brought back to the right track. Unfortunately, our smart dictionary comrade Bella did not stand up bravely from behind as they wished, and she Hiding like a possessed spirit, even the little King Arthur couldn't get her to say a few more words. She was too shy. Is it really good for such a person to engage in intelligence work? Shouldn't she try to simplify her language because she is too shy? Is this leading to semantic ambiguity in important information?

The simplest example - there is a spy among us. It would be a bit bad if something that shouldn't be omitted is omitted.

"Where should I start?"

Facing Bella's strike, Little King put on an expression of watching a good show (I seriously doubt she has forgotten), but helplessly, the senior maid who was desperate for this world where even death cannot avoid working overtime used a not very positive tone. He hesitated.

"For example, who first came up with the idea of ​​setting up King Arthur's Test?"

"Oh, this is a good starting point, let's start from here. His Royal Highness the current prince should know the prophecy of Teacher Merlin. If my guess is correct, the previous sisters should have said it. I don't think I need to do it. Let’s repeat it again.”

"Although your guess is correct, you should try to restrain yourself from the disgusting tone of being so tired and wanting to collapse on the sofa without saying another word."

Like an old employee who was slacking off while working overtime and was caught by his boss, the senbei maid stuck out her tongue, smiled in a silly way, and got away with ease.

"It was His Majesty who first came up with this idea."

"Subenangda?" Little Little King spat out. Look, what I guessed just now was right, right?

"Of course. Don't you remember, Your Majesty?"

"Of course not... I just think that this kind of thing should be decided after everyone sits down together and has a good discussion."

The little king panicked and hurriedly put on a wise and wise attitude, as if to say, I am not a foolish king who just listens to arbitrary decisions, and I have listened carefully to everyone's opinions.

"After learning that there will be a serious crisis in the elves in the future, His Majesty decided to pass on his inheritance through testing."

"No... that's right. Ben Ang cares about the comfort of the elves and has a long-term vision."

"But His Majesty's original words were this - not just any cat or dog can inherit my king's power, so thresholds must be set up and tests arranged. Only those who pass the strict test can inherit everything from my king."

"So you didn't set the test because you were considering the future of the elves, but you just didn't want your power to be inherited casually?" I looked at little King Arthur teasingly. Although the results of the two were the same, long-term vision and pride and complacency were not the same. One thing.

"Nonsense, Ben Ang has thought about it." She waved the toothpick sword, opened her teeth and claws, and was ready to attack. I looked solemn and sighed sincerely, "King Arthur is wise."

After all, who would give up their own life just for the sake of a quick talk?

"So, King Arthur's test began like this. Headed by Sister Femina, after some careful planning, and His Majesty who suddenly had a whim... Ahem, I mean, no matter how wise Your Majesty is, it is impossible to cover everything. Therefore, while following His Majesty's wishes and taking His Majesty's will as the core and skeleton, the test design team headed by Sister Femina also incorporated a little bit of their own ideas to greatly enrich the content of the entire test. That's what it means .”

I always feel that they should apologize for the word "a little bit".

"So as you can see, King Arthur's Test was not completed in one go, but was filled in many times before and after. If you don't understand this, it is natural that the timeline will be disrupted."

"So how many strange things did you add without telling Ben Ang?" King Arthur was immediately unhappy when he heard this.

"Ahem, this is Sister Femina's idea. Everything is her fault. Your Majesty, just go to her and ask questions. We are just helpless enforcers who are kept in the dark." The former maid group betrayed his teammates. In terms of kung fu, she is comparable to the current pornographic maids.

"Including the unauthorized use of the scabbard, and the idea of ​​resurrecting Ben Ang and Su Feimina?"

"Yes, yes, yes, it's her, it's her, it's her!"

"Very good, Ben Ang will call her out now and ask her clearly!"

"Your Majesty, calm down!" The ancient twin maids rushed forward with astonishing breaths, hugged little King Arthur and pressed him down.

"The test was set by Your Majesty. Do you want to destroy it with your own hands just for such a trivial matter? It's not worth it, it's not worth it!"

"Yes, yes, it's not your Majesty's style to slap yourself in the mouth! Have you forgotten? You are the most stubborn duck in the Elf clan, you have a tough mouth!"

The little king, who was tightly held in the arms of the two rebellious maids and trapped deeply, his face turned red from holding back, as if he was drowning. Every time he wanted to say something, he was always covered by the cloth or something big and elastic. The soft flesh of his body was blocked, and he could only make a series of painful whimpers. It was really enviable... ah, no, it was really pitiful.

During the fight between this pair of ancient masters and servants, I reluctantly sorted out the timeline of that year. First, King Arthur proposed to set up a test and formulated the content of the test. Femina, the sage of the holy law, presided over the design, and then let King Arthur not What she thought of was that the twelve loyal knights she trusted so much betrayed her and hid all kinds of terrible DLC and high-definition material packs in the test without telling her. In the end, even herself was "added" to it. .

On the surface, they completely followed King Arthur's will and ideas and made the four major tests. Secretly, they were imaginative and made every effort. They even secretly obtained the scabbard and used the power of the scabbard to achieve things beyond the reach of magic.

I suspect that any research on the resurrection of King Arthur may involve a scabbard.

All in all, there should be some kind of huge conspiracy hidden in the scabbard, as well as the purpose of an unreliable person. It is very likely that this conspiracy has not disappeared and continues to this day.

After thinking about it for a while, I decided to ignore it.

This is not a problem that I can think about and solve with my own IQ. I am very self-aware about this and where the limit of my IQ is.

When the Little King finds the scabbard one day, all the mysteries and conspiracies may come to light, but whether the result will develop for good or bad is really worrying.

Now, the most important thing in front of him should be to take Artoria back as soon as possible and stabilize the Holy See Mountain. The Spider Demon God is still at home. Although the two tails are watching, it is not safe.

I opened my mouth slightly and looked at the Lauder maid who was talking to little King Arthur, and Bella who silently chose to hide behind the tree because of the fight just now, but I couldn't say anything to go back.

This departure is a farewell, even though we have already said farewell once.

I was very torn in my heart, wanting to rush back as soon as possible, but I couldn't bear to ruin the reunion between friends who had been separated for hundreds of thousands of years.

"Your Majesty, the test is over, and it's time for us to retire with success."

As if aware of my thoughts, Maid Lauder suddenly stopped talking and bowed together, which was the etiquette of saying goodbye.

"Well, you two did a good job and fulfilled your responsibilities... No, it was once again that you hid things from me and shouldered things that you shouldn't have shouldered, and you overfulfilled the tasks assigned by me."

Little King Arthur also returned to his serious tone, bouncing his little body, and stepped lightly on the shoulders of the maids.

“It is our honor to share the Lord’s worries.”

"I can get help from you two, and...Bella."

Bella, who was hiding behind the tree, came to little King Arthur with moist eyes and knelt down on one knee.

"You... are all good, and I am proud of you."

"His Majesty……"

The king and knights were staring at each other in silence, so I couldn't help but turn around. I'm older and I just can't bear to see this. They act like they are parting from life and death... No, what is this if it's not parting from life and death?

"Then, it's time to say goodbye." Little Little King showed unexpected open-mindedness and resoluteness. She waved at us and urged us to leave.

"Little Zeluka." Lance looked at her heir, clenched her fists, and made a cheering gesture.

"It must be no problem!"

The maidservant was stunned for a moment, and then her tear ducts suddenly collapsed.

With an existence similar to the old man with the ring, he has been with her in the dream for hundreds of years, and has taught her for hundreds of years. Whether in name or in reality, he is a well-deserved teacher. How can he let go of this relationship so easily.

I thought that with the character of the pornographic maid, she would be hard-pressed to let go and rush forward desperately. Unexpectedly, she wiped away her tears hard, nodded her head hard, and turned around resolutely. But when she turned around, those pair of The red eyes splashed with countless crystal clear water.

It seems that this little maid has indeed grown a lot.

Resisting the urge to reach out and touch my head, I also smiled and nodded at Maid Lauder. Although we only got along for a short time, it left a deep impression. In other words, even though we got along for a short time, I seemed to have been attracted by the two of them. I got it all figured out.

Therefore, the two of them did not say anything about taking care of or entrusting them. The brief exchange of eyes was enough.

Looking at Bella Knight again, she finally stopped hiding. She raised her head bravely and looked at me with her eyes hidden in her bangs. Her cheeks gradually turned rosy. She only lasted less than a second before she hurriedly lowered her head again. go.

"But...if you can, please...please accept this." As if to break the awkward atmosphere, or to divert my attention, she hurriedly took off the one on her forehead, the only one and looked at it. A very simple leaf hair accessory, she lowered her head and handed it to me.

Lauder's maid would naturally not let go of such an opportunity to make fun of her: "Hey, Bella looks very shy, but she unexpectedly took the initiative and gave her a gift even though it was the first time we met."

"No... it's not like this, this is... this is..." Bella Knight, who was incoherent, forced the hair ornament into my hand, and then disappeared.

I can still feel her presence, but I can't see where the person is or lock the position. This magical ability makes me couldn't help but sigh again. It would be a waste for her not to be an assassin.

Also wasted is Princess Sanwu.

After a long journey, we must say goodbye. When we arrived at the entrance of the test, we turned to look at the three of us again and waved goodbye.

Little King Arthur had a cool expression on his face, and it felt like he was holding back. When it came to Maid Lauder, tears were already streaming down her cheeks. On the contrary, it was Knight Bella who stood blankly like a piece of wood.

Goodbye, goodbye!

I thought silently in my heart, I made up my mind, held my king in one hand, held the maid in the other hand, and carried the little King Arthur on my head, strode forward, and passed through the fog gate.

The sky is clear and clear, the long-lost sunshine is divided into strands by the leaves, hitting the body gently, the birds are singing, the flowers are fragrant, the breeze is gentle, and the greenery is beautiful.

It was as if I had just escaped from a lonely and boring world of black and white and silent, and returned to a colorful and moving world.

But the feeling of loss and melancholy in my heart still lingers, as if a certain part of my body has been cut off.

Hey, where is little King Arthur?

I suddenly found that the slight pressure on my head disappeared.

She must have been hiding somewhere to cry. At this time, it would be better to leave her alone for a while.

We shook the girls' hands tightly, resisted the urge to look back, and left.

Not long after we left, the space here surged, and the originally dull forest began to twist and fog up. When the fog cleared, the elves suddenly discovered that a large lake with vast blue waves had appeared out of thin air. In the center of the lake Here, a green space with colorful grass and flowers that never fades seems to be protected by a lake.

A lush green tree and a white tombstone without words stand straight on the ground in the middle of the lake, as if they are one body, solemn and solemn. And such a silent scene is like being embedded in another beautiful world, no matter how windy the outside world is. Rain, that tombstone is always bathed in the sun, in the breeze, surrounded by flowers and grass, caressed by fallen leaves, no one can approach, can only watch and admire from a distance across the water...

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