Chapter 809: Remember, there are no complaints slots in RPGs!

"Brother~~"

The clear and soft voice, accompanied by the faint fragrance of the lingering smoke of the battlefield, rushed forward, and the disarmed Sister Sharna's delicate body gave her arms a soft elasticity.

"Sister Sharna, you are really amazing."

Looking carefully at my sister's cold charm and laziness, I sighed sincerely.

"Of course, I am Sharna."

With a thin eyebrow raised, my sister looked at me with high spirits, that proud expression, and that confident tone, as if whatever happened to her was a matter of course.

…

"That girl is just so-so, far behind me."

This is what I heard from an old drunkard who had calluses on her ears. Although it is not a nice thing to say, the problem is, I don’t need to say it. Those memories full of sadness are enough to make an ordinary person collapse.

Even Carlos and Seatik have never received a "so-so" evaluation from an old drunkard.

However, even though I was mentally prepared, Sister Sharna's progress still shocked me. From being infinitely close to the pseudo-realm level during the martial arts competition two years ago to being infinitely close to the realm level now, it only took a little more than two years.

It's just time.

This kind of speed is probably unprecedented. Although her father Yaro plays a vital role in it, many things in this process do not mean that she can continue to break through with enough strength.

.

Especially the skills. After making such huge progress, Sister Sharna's skills have not dropped at all. Although this battle only glimpsed the tip of the iceberg, it is still shocking enough, especially the double attack skills.

The old drunkard boasted that it would take at least three years for my sister, Carlos and Seattle to master it.

As for me, I felt like a bitch at the time, so I asked nonchalantly how long it would have taken me to master the two-punch technique without the help of the Leg Hair Fairy—ahem, old man Galen.

As a result, the old drunkard just looked at me with pity, patted me on the shoulder, and left a sentence in my ear: "Be strong, as long as you live, you may or may always be able to find the value of your existence."

, then turned around and left. The gray figure in the miserable wind turned out to be extremely desolate.

"..."

Whenever I think of this, while cursing the old drunkard that he may one day fall to hell and become the drunkard devil, my gratitude to old man Galen is also endless. Amen, he is such a lovely old man, I wish him the best.

Become a Buddha soon.

The topic has gone too far. Now, Sister Sharna, who has gained a rocket-like speed in the realm, only spent two years, maybe less, to master the double attack technique. I can't help but mutter in my heart, Carlos

What about Seattle Gramps?,

The two people who have already reached the peak of the pseudo-field and can save more time and energy to study the two-attack technique, even if their talent is slightly worse than Sister Sharna, they can't get nothing, why are they surrounded by terrible people?

Where are people?

Every time I get a huge breakthrough as a protagonist, they can catch up immediately, especially Sister Sharna. With the hand she is showing now, I am sure that if I fight her as a blood bear, it will be

A complete defeat. As for the transformation of Moon Wolf, well, that's hard to say.

"It hurts, it hurts~~"

The sudden pain on both sides of my cheeks immediately woke me up from the memory mode. What I saw was the infinitely enlarged delicate face of Sister Sharna, with an expression that was half-smiling but not smiling. The source of the pain on my cheeks was exactly

She didn't know when she stretched out her slender fingers.

"Have you become more and more courageous recently? You are in a daze in front of me, huh~~"

The thick and delicate nasal voice, coupled with the faint and coquettish arc of her lips, made me immediately alert. It's over. According to past experience, the more gorgeous my sister looks, the more miserable her death will be. All kinds of

In all aspects it's the same.

"Forget it, I'll punish you when I get back. Now is the time to celebrate."

I breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that I had received a reprieve from death. However, the celebration time was...

Before her mind could turn around, her neck tightened, and her lips, as beautiful as pink cherry blossoms, came close to her, and they joined together tightly and seamlessly.

Really...Sister Sharna is too indifferent, and there are tens of thousands of adventurers watching.

I didn't know whether I was sighing with joy or sadness in my heart. The next moment, I held the slender, plump and hot body in my arms, as if it was about to penetrate into my own body and merge into one.

The wonderful touch from the lips is also so fascinating. It is warm and soft. Holding the uvula stretched out by the sister, the feeling is as delicate as a baby. This characteristic of a very delicate girl makes

It is unimaginable that it could be owned by the ruthless Queen Sharna.

"Queen Sharna! Queen Sharna! Queen Sharna!..."

Up and down the city, I don't know who took the lead in making a sound. Soon, tens of thousands of shouts joined together, boiling over the oasis city.

Today's oasis city belongs to Sister Sharna alone.

"Oh, we are going to be famous after today."

Coming out of the teleportation station, I sighed and wailed.

Amidst the shouts of thousands of soldiers, we hugged each other and kissed each other like no one else. Even if we throw away the names of Sister Sharna and me, this kind of hot news that can definitely ignite gossip lovers is enough to leave a mark in the entire Western Kingdom.

It's so serious that it might even be published in newspapers and periodicals in major bars and become a big legend here.

"I've said it before, brother, you care too much about other people's eyes. Can't you just treat them like ants?"

The perpetrator, Sister Sharna, gently combed her golden ponytail with her fingers as if nothing had happened.

"It's impossible to do this kind of thing."

"Then just think of it as sand."

"Isn't this more excessive?"

"Shut up, just be my brother, look at me with your eyes, listen to me with your ears, smell me with your nose, and think of me in your heart, so that you won't take care of other people."

"..."

Sister Sharna, who doesn’t know the meaning of sweet words, will occasionally say such embarrassing words as if nothing has happened...

Coming out of the transfer station of the Highland City, we quickly climbed up the city wall and looked down at the fierce battlefield below. Before we could wait, the captain here - the handsome male paladin Char who was full of complaints, rushed up to his idol.

Giving him the warmest greetings, a huge bloody bear suddenly appeared, frightening him so much that he backed away, opened his mouth wide, and was speechless like a stone sculpture.

Ahem, I didn't choose to transform without warning just to scare this guy. I just wanted a quick victory. The idea of ​​deliberately giving him a "surprise" because of his handsome appearance never occurred to me at all.

Jumping down from the city wall more than ten meters high, with both feet firmly planted on the ground, the blood bear's huge ten-ton body made the whole earth scream.

The blood-red pseudo-realm suddenly erupted and enveloped the entire city gate.

"Everyone else, please get out of the way, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences."

Looking back at the thousands of stunned adventurers at the gate of the city, I licked my sharp teeth with slightly bloody eyes, roared, and the sound of wanton violence reverberated high in the sky.

Humph, this looks like my younger brother.

Sharna stood proudly on the city wall with her arms folded. When she saw the scene below, her lips curved in an arc of satisfaction.

Let’s end this battle as soon as possible!!

Turning back, my eyes were shrouded in a layer of blood mist, and I looked at the monsters all over the mountains and fields with fear as they rushed towards me with bloodthirsty. I took a deep breath and secretly made up my mind.

It's not to compare, I just hope to get a sentence from others, "He is worthy of being the younger brother of Queen Sharna".

The splendid fire wings and the blood bear energy cannons of wanton destruction began to sound in this land of solid rock canyons and windy sand after a moment...

"Yo, Seattle K..."

When I arrived at the City of Wasteland, I happened to see the giant-like Seatik standing on the city wall, looking at the battlefield in the distance. Standing near him were four other figures, one of which was the captain of the City of Wasteland, Paladin Zeon, and the other

The three look a bit familiar. If I think about it carefully, they are not the four supporting players that Carlos brought back from Rogge's camp... Ahem, they are his subordinates, three subordinates?

"Oh! Junior Brother Wu?!"

Wearing a golden armor, with his arms folded across his chest, Seatik looked confident. He turned around and saw Sister Sharna and I coming over. His posture of raising his head and chest upright as if he was full of energy started to leak out, and finally turned into a coquettish one.

Make a frosting and beat the eggplant.

However, since the martial arts tournament, this guy has not been as aggressive as before. He was dejected for a while, then regained his energy and burst out with a heroic and ear-splitting laugh.

"I lost, I lost. I originally thought that Carlos and I were fast enough and could easily beat you siblings this time, but I didn't expect that I still lost."

"We just had a little bit of luck."

In response to Seattle's laughter, I nodded and said hello to the other four, and said with a smile.

Seattle's super tornado is definitely the first weapon to deal with this kind of mission. In addition, the monsters outside Lu Gaoyin City are leaderless. If nothing else, he should complete his mission one step ahead of Sister Sharna.

As for why this result occurred, as I just said, it was indeed a bit of luck.

What happened to the monster army outside the highland city, one of the six bosses leading this army, a crazy bloody witch who was in a state of insanity for 86,400 seconds twenty-four hours a day, how I feel today

It was extremely whipping, with a group of young men waving long whips in their hands, just like a group of dust-raising wild horses on the grassland.

You said it was such an obvious sign. If I didn't aim to hit the blood bear energy cannon, wouldn't it be a shame for the crazy bloody witch's hard performance?

As a result, I fired a few blood bear energy cannons and added a few waves of enhanced versions of infinite fire feathers (to put it bluntly, it means condensing tens of thousands of fire feathers into thousands, reducing the number and increasing the power). I don’t know if it’s because I’m lucky or not.

The crazy bloody witch went out without looking at the almanac, and died when both parties were confused.

The only commander of the monster army in the City of Highlands was the Crazy Bloody Witch. Once it died, the remaining monsters were leaderless. Under the pressure of the blood bear's pseudo-domain, they naturally collapsed quickly. After chasing for more than ten kilometers and returning with unfulfilled intentions, I counted.
To be continued...