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Roman's expression on the side was also stagnant, his wrinkled old face twitched, and he asked in disbelief.

"Harry, let me ask you, if you had to choose between restoring your title and having a fight, what would you choose?"

The strong man who was trampled under his feet struggled to raise his head and glanced at his distant cousin as if he was insane.

"Aren't you stupid? Of course I choose to restore the title. It's cool to fight, but can it be compared to the title?"

Roman's mouth twitched, and his complexion was quite complicated. There is only one thing in this world that is more annoying than being seen as a fool, and that is being seen as a fool by a fool.

He was amazed that Harry still had the slightest brain, but also felt uncomfortable because he was mocked by a fool, and an old face like orange peel was full of five flavors.

"So, you want to restore the title more?"

Harry nodded without hesitation. "Aren't you talking nonsense? After I regained my title, there are fights every day, and I want to fight where I want to fight, and who I want to fight with. Of course I want to restore my title."

When Her Majesty heard the words, the corners of her mouth turned slightly, and she almost couldn't help laughing.

She pursed her rosy lips, held back her smile and waved her hand: "It is impossible to restore the title, and the people of your family really do not have the ability to manage the territory, but I can make you fight frequently. If so, would you like to? Reconcile with me?"

Avril's condition is only scratching the itch this time. For the Vankins family, who is a bit of a madman bloodline, what a noble is not a noble, and what is life or not, fighting is the right thing to do.

Harry lay on the ground and thought for a while, hesitating for a long time between hacking the queen to revenge and fighting, and finally asked with doubt: "What do you say?"

Avril smiled, her tough attitude was completely softened, and she finally got the trick to communicate with these guys, that is to do what she likes, plus coax and deceive.

"Of course it counts. If you can guarantee to obey the order, I can even let you fight all the time."

Although she said that, she has already made up her mind. Except for the frontal battlefield and attacking fortresses, she will never take them with her. When it comes to the critical moment, she must remember to leave them out. These guys are really not very reliable. , If you use it badly, you will definitely pit yourself.

Harry scratched his head, the face that could frighten a child to cry actually forced a slightly flattering smile.

"That's good. If you can guarantee that we have a fight and a meal, then it's okay to be a nobleman..."

Avril nodded with a smile, lowering the conditions for the Vankins family again in her heart.

The dark-hearted Her Majesty decided to go back and instruct the secretary. From now on, the Vankins family's military exploits will be counted as 20%, and if there is something wrong, they will deduct a little bit. Anyway, they only need to fight, and it seems that they don't care at all.

"No! I don't agree!"

Old Roman interrupted this harmonious scene with a sullen face, and he said angrily: "The noble status of the Vankins family must be restored, my Anderson family and the Vankins family have been in-laws from generation to generation, and you have now become commoners, So what do we do?"

"What are you doing is none of my business! I'll call you"

Harry spat at him without hesitation, and then opened his mouth to curse, but Roman, who was familiar with his stinky mouth, stepped back into the pit to eat dirt, and the old marquis, a third-order knight, roared in anger. road:

"'The contract can't be broken, the contract can't be destroyed!' This is the family motto of our Anderson family that has been passed down for five hundred years! The agreement made by our ancestors must not be violated. Today, the Vankins family must be restored to the title, otherwise I would rather step on it immediately. Kill him!"

Looking at this stubborn old man, Avril covered her forehead helplessly and said perfunctorily, "Then give me the title of an honorary earl, only for those with nobility and no fief. Is this okay?"

Roman snorted coldly and didn't speak, obviously still not very satisfied. The honorary title is only up to the first level of viscount. There is no such thing as an honorary earl at all, not to mention there is not even half a fief. It was obviously just made up to fool people. A **** aristocrat?

However, Harry, who was trampled under his feet, couldn't bear it any longer, and frantically twisted his **** like Erha whose head was held down.

"Damn old thing! Don't step on my head, believe it or not, I really hacked you to death! The third-order knight is amazing? Labor and capital are also third-order sooner or later! You..."

Suddenly, an uncontrollable chuckle came from Avril's side. Everyone looked at the sound and found that the laughter was from the girl who knocked Winona unconscious.

Seeing everyone looking at her, the girl blushed, hiding behind the middle-aged beauty in embarrassment, timidly showing a small round face that was flushed red, and looked at them secretly.

The beauty rubbed her head lovingly, and said apologetically, "Rongrong is my disciple. I usually stay in the church and rarely go out. I'm sorry to disturb you all."

The queen nodded and smiled to indicate that it was okay, and then she asked, "I would like to thank your church for your help this time, but we didn't have much interaction before. I don't know why the two of you want to help Fran?"

The beauty shook her head with a smile and didn't speak, while the round-faced girl stuck her head out excitedly, her big eyes full of excitement.

"Because you are a saint! You are the light that His Majesty Eros bestowed on the world, of course we want to..."

"Furry!"

The middle-aged beauty's good-looking brows were suddenly furrowed, and she stared at her with incomparably sharp eyes. "What did I tell you before I came out?"

The round-faced girl turned pale in panic and shrank back like a frightened beast, UU reading www. uukanshu.com lowered his head uneasily, and said in frustration:

"Uncle Berry, I was wrong..."

Σ(???)! Σ(???)! Σ(???)!

Swish and swish!

This charming beauty is actually a man! !

Everyone who heard this title widened their eyes, and even Her Majesty the Queen shook his body with a rather complicated expression on his face.

I didn't expect that my appearance would be compared by a man.

William, who was beside her, looked at all this calmly, and even curled his lips as expected.

The citizens of the desert kingdom, the elves of the Elf Forest, and the professionals of the dancer sequence, as long as there is no arc in front of these three people, eight out of ten are women's big men, and they can fight with you if they pull it out. of the kind.

William, who is good at talking about flat bears, knew at first glance that the guy with the sassy bag was a man, and the profession of dancer sequence itself was second only to the elves, the second largest **** player. Assembly point.

In the past life, among the male players who joined the Church of Eros, how many did not learn a dancer sequence sub-vocation? Real female players, on the contrary, do not like this profession very much because of the more revealing costumes of the dancer sequence.

Every festival, the Church of Eros will choose a thousand people who dance the best to participate in the ceremony. Looking at the ten dancers, nine of them are flat, and the sand sculptures are tacitly tacit not to expose this fact, as long as I do not take the initiative to admit it. , then the Church of Eros is still the daughter kingdom of dreams.

Until the time of dancing to the God of Love, the Pope of the Church of the God of Love expressed emotion when she looked at the sweaty sand sculptures under the stage. In one sentence, the sand sculptures' fragile psychological defense was broken.

"I didn't expect that the best dancers in Eros Church were all men."