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Holding the Axis who looked at the beloved before leaving, came to the schoolhouse outside the schoolhouse.

"But the sister who saw me put on the armor of Veronica and entered the room. The brother-in-law of Arthur went in before, I advise you not to listen to it... It should be the teaching of Mirabelle, presumably ......"

Kassandra, who has an incomparable understanding of her sisters' personality, stood behind Acura and persuaded him, "If you continue, you will be more desperate..."

"It doesn't matter, let him listen. The more hate, the more powerful he can gain, the dark king who hates the source, expecting his growth..."

The dark elf girl’s mouth showed a smile, and the information was still provided by Kassandra. Otherwise, she would not succeed in inducing the darkness of the subsistence. It’s true that some of the two princesses, who are known as the “magic demon flower”, clearly Knowing that all the end result of their plans may be the destruction of the Kingdom of Roryam, and she is still as calm as a terrible woman.

"Ah... Arthur, it’s coming again... force, give it to me..."

"It's a greedy fairy..."

"Oh... comfort me, hold my hand..."

"..."

A vulgar, primitive voice is constantly being transmitted through the door, and the temptation seems to be full of infinite reverie. The feminine voice is unusually bright and bright, and it makes people feel how excited the sound master is at the moment...

"!!!"

The right hand of the sub-study holding the wall was heavily embedded in the wall, and there was already blood flowing out of the corner of the mouth. The body was weakly squatting on the ground and the pupil was enlarged. The body trembled violently -

Hehe, Sylvia, who was pure and conservative in front of him, and even gave him no success in the first kiss, was so cheerful and so cheerful that she couldn’t tell the difference. She was the noble and cold [Blue Ice Princess], ridiculous. He has always believed that she will always be with him!

Do not make jokes! What dreams like a princess knight, what vows, the past is the past, now it is just a blank piece of paper.

power! power! power!

The eyes of the sub-repair were covered with bloodshot eyes, and stood up and looked at Uriel leaning against the railing. With a trembling and resentful voice, he said, "Oh... I will help you destroy this country. You are not saying that I am the Holy Grail, then transform me into a child of the Ghost Stone. The Holy Grail can manipulate everything. The dragon, plus the power of the stellar stone, is this what you want to get right? Well, I use it for you, then you know what I want, right?"

"No problem, look at you as a descendant of the Virgin Rosa Maria, allowing you to become the next Cavalier King of Lorea. As for other things, you will see your thoughts, and you are now confirmed to be the Holy Grail. If you are pedigree, then you will definitely be sanctioned by the Esparta Holy Hall. After all, you are a pagan in their eyes..."

Uller's mouth showed a smile, very good, with the help of the successor of the Holy Grail of the Holy Grail, everything will be smoother, except for Aike and some powerful holy dragons. Dragons such as earth dragons, water dragons, and pterosaurs may be manipulated, and even a large portion of the holy dragons will lose control. Can't underestimate the use of the blood of the Holy Grail.

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After Sylvia first tasted the taste of the forbidden fruit, it has already had a substantial relationship with the wind and rain. There is no a little shyness, constantly asking for and responding to the storm, and even posing some tempting postures. The feeling of taboo between the older brother and the older brother makes her more excited, thinking from childhood to big. I was tortured by my sister, but now it is the first night of the man who is the sister of Veronica, and there is a strange sense of happiness in my heart.

The fascinating sacred taste that emerged from the wind and rain, as well as the soothing comfort of the experience, made her wandering in heaven, and when she was tossing near dawn, she stopped lingering.

After sleeping in the storm, Sylvia did not sleep together, after wiping off the sweat from her face because of strenuous exercise, she began to take out the prepared Ansar essential oil and apply it on the wind and rain. It’s up.

Then she admired the sacred scene of the 'Heaven's Feather' that Mirabelle saw that night. At that moment, the sacred beauty even made Sylvia think she was a bit of a storm... ...

After the crystallization of the angels gathered in the wind and rain, Sylvia put on her clothes and cleaned up the traces of the two people in the room, she walked toward the door, but -

"Oh..."

"Mirabele, is there any waste from Oval?"

The door was pushed open in an instant, and Veronica took a huge sword and walked in. When people didn't arrive, the sound came first.

I heard the familiar sound, and saw that the familiar figure of Sylvia was sitting on the ground like a ghost.

"What smell? Sylvia, how can you show such a weak expression to your prince? Mirabelle? Tell her to roll it out!"

Veronica was smelling a strange ochre in the air, and some frowning said, how could Sylvia wear armor similar to her? Is it necessary to learn her strengths? Great, this guy is open and open.

"Hey, I heard a muscle demon yelling early in the morning, on my site, would you like me to teach you the cultivation of your lady?" Mirabelle and Universe appeared in the corridor.

For a time~lightnovelpub.net~ The sluggish Sylvia is understandable, and Mirabelle’s sister is playing with her again. This coincidence is simply suspicious. From a young age, she was bullied by her sisters. The object, now actually came, she regretted being born in this knight's house... tears ran...

"I urge you to think about the inscription on the tombstone - Mirabelle!"

Veronica smacked the sword with mercy, with a huge burst of air, slamming at Mirabelle, but -

boom!

Mirabelle instantly took a Western sword from the table of Johnnies, and with a smooth sword technique, she broke the violent blow of Veronica: "Beyond the battle, there is better news. Tell you, Veronica, your most cherished Sylvia looks like you last night, and gives you a man who has not yet had a room!"

! ! !

As soon as I listened to Mirabelle, Sylvia smiled bitterly. Surely, Ms. Mila was in the midst of her drama-fucking, your sister’s, it’s really a black sister’s sauce, and the big sister is endless. Fierce like the devil, the second sister is different from the demon Ji, the third sister is the black ambassador, her little sister gave it to me... (to be continued)