"This, the feeling of this thing..." Valed was a little surprised. He never thought that Trish could give such a precious treasure.\\First release\\

This is a staff that has almost reached the conceptual arming level. It can greatly enhance the magic power of the caster. Even large magic such as Van Helder's Dance of Death and Resurrection of the Undead can be increased to the entire level at once.

With this magic, Valed can instantly fire all the low-level magic, but the magic power consumed is so low that it can be ignored, even less than his own ability to recover his magic power.

"It's pretty good. I just almost reached that level."

Tracy sighed like this.

Indeed, although it is extremely close to conceptual arming, it is still a little short of it. Or it is not enough time to settle, or it may be a shortage of "concept". However, it is precisely because of this that it may fall into the hands of Trish. It is also possible to do such a thing as a transfer. If it is a conceptual arming, ordinary countries or political entities should also regard it as treasures and hide it carefully.

"I will keep something very good, and I will keep it properly and use it," Vared finally said.

"Then, that's it."

Finally, Trish smiled happily.

In this way, Valed and Trish talked for a while and made an agreement. Trish left. It was already two o'clock in the morning. If you don't rest, it will be too late.

So Vared confessed to the guests, and then left the hall on the first floor with the kind smiles of the tribesmen. It was also at this moment that the guests also left. There was a sound of carriages outside the Dekenhof Castle, which made Vared sigh: "The high-end carriages that have been smuggled out in recent times must have made a lot of money." Then he walked to the second floor, where his mother, Madame Windsor, was also here.

"Mother." Vared asked her. However, Madame Windsor did not speak at the first moment.

She looked at Valed with a little relief, and at the same time she felt "unwilling to bear it". She raised her son so old, but in the end she wanted to give it to someone else...

"My child...you're finally grown up." Madame Windsor's slightly cold fingers gently stroked Vared's cheek. She looked at him carefully, and then said something like this: "It's exactly the same as your father."

Of course, Vared had also seen his father's oil paintings, hanging in the corridor on the second floor with his ancestors. It was a man with a cold face and a firm and determined face. It was indeed 90% similar to Vared. The only one was because of his age, and the other was because of his personality.

His father's qualifications can only be said to be average. The confident smile that Valed often showed was impossible to find on his face.

"Mother. Yes, I've grown up."

Vared replied, "So please don't be sad, don't be sad, don't be sad, don't remember the past again. Because from now on, your son will protect you."

"Is that true..."

Mrs. Windsor smiled, but it seemed that there was no connection with relief and happiness. Instead, it seemed even more sad.

"This is your answer, my child..."

"Yes, that's my answer."

Madame Windsor laughed out loud. At the same time, after withdrawing the magic effect, today and night, the clouds that had accumulated a lot finally gathered together again, and it began to rain in the sky.

"But I have a completely different opinion." Mrs. Windsor said: "When children grow up, their connection with their parents is not so close. They will build their own families and start their own life. You will lead the army south at the age of fourteen and fight with humans and green skins. When you are sixteen, you will have to go out of Sylvania and travel to the outside world. That feeling is like..."

"It's like you're no longer mine..." Mrs. Windsor reached out and hugged Vared again. However, Vared felt that this position was strange. He seemed to have to bend down and bend his legs to cooperate with Mrs. Windsor's movements.

"Look," then Mrs. Windsor said: "You are so tall, and it is almost impossible to hold your head... Think about it, it seems that it was yesterday, when I was sitting, you could still sit on my knees. Then..."

"Then my dream woke up."

After saying this, Mrs. Windsor turned around and prepared to leave: "If you can, I really don't want my child to grow up... No matter how old the child is, it is a child in the eyes of parents... all those who say this are liars..."

In this way, Madame Windsor muttered and complained and left. The next time belonged to Valed and his wives.

However, a small problem arises here. Valed, the man, one, Lilia, Anne, Alice, the woman, three. One to three. Valed is an absolute disadvantage in terms of quantity. What's worse is that there seems to be no option called "The Great Quill Sleeping".

This room is Lilia's

This room is Anne's

This room is Alice's

The three girls wanted to live in Valed's room. Unfortunately, the number was three. So until now, the rooms were still in their own room. At this moment, there was only the poor little maid Maya in Valed's room.

So it's a very troublesome thing. Which room to go into first is a problem, and whether it can come out after entering is another problem. In addition, the previous interaction with three women, Isabella, Tracy, and even mother, Madame Windsor. Valed felt exhausted at this moment, and almost wanted to go back to his room without hesitation and lie on the bed to sleep.

But if you really choose this, you may not be slaughtered by the angry brides and divided into three parts, either fried or braised. When you think of that result, Valed felt chilling.

So as a man, Valed is extremely unfortunate. Please remember this point. That is, Valed von Castein is an unfortunate man who is plagued by grievances. Please remember this point. This is the biggest highlight of this book and the first setting. It is absolutely correct, and it is not an exaggeration to call it the existence of truth.

So Vared made a choice, first with Lilia, then Anne, and finally spent the night in Alice's room.

It is not accidental to have such an arrangement, nor is it a random decision by patting the forehead. As the legendary "a talented general who is rarely seen in a thousand years", Vared has his own ability. It is not impossible to apply military tactics to the boudoir.

Because Lilia is the best to deal with, both physically and in character, so she can be solved at the fastest speed. Then it is Anne, and the other party's physical strength may be better. However, the IQ is low, so it can be easier to deal with it. In the end, put the most difficult Alice at the end, because she has to spend the night in her room, so it is not an exaggeration to say that she has the awareness of dying together.

That's it. It feels like the protagonist of the RPG game, and the opponent is the boss**oss in the small boss. Of course, this kind of thing cannot be said, because the world is not as good as the production of electronic games. However, using yourself as the protagonist to play a real game is much more fun than that of electronic games.

Just like now.

Vared opened the door to Lilia's room.

Then close...

"Strive to resolve the battle in one hour...no, no, half an hour."

Vared said this and disappeared into the darkness.

Then the next morning, Valed woke up in Lilia's room. He was half-naked... No, it was better to say that he was completely naked than to be half-naked, and his clothes were completely gone. I said that he was half-naked before because he was barely covered with some clothes on his upper body. Of course, Lilia, who was sleeping very sweetly, was almost the same.

"The boss is a foul on drugs!"

This is the first sentence Vared said after waking up.

Then there was breakfast. Looking at the two girls Anne and Alice... No, now they should be said to be their wives... Looking at the two newlywed wives staring at themselves with dark circles without resentment, Valed felt very stressed.

He never expected that Lilia, who seemed well-behaved and poor, would use this trick to calculate herself. That's right, the other party is the legendary direct woman of the Nirakochi family. Even if she could be equipped with some drugs that greatly increase physical strength, flexibility, agility, or even directly improve sexual ability, it would not be impossible.

Although he was full of confidence, Vared's weapon was only a good body that had been trained for sixteen years, and there was a little shallow experience when living with a tutor a long time ago. It is not unimaginable to fail if he encountered a drug tactic that was no different from cheating.

However, the screams are really nice, the waist is soft and the movements are just right. Except for a little awkward at the beginning, they maintain efficient extraction most of the time. They almost hang up Valed. It's really a shame.

This is the case. However, Anne and Alice probably understood the process and reason of the matter. Otherwise, we would not have looked at Valed with half resentment and half angry now, but with real swords and guns.

"It's just one day, only one day. The days ahead are still long, thousands of years, or even tens of thousands of years. Don't be so anxious." Vared muttered in a low voice. He used the volume that Anne and Alice could hear clearly. (Welcome, your support is my greatest motivation.)
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