Chapter 19: Haggling about knee pillow issues

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He felt a move in his heart, and the black cat's face seemed to have seen it in the place. Faces appeared in his memory, familiar, strange, passing by, remembering his life...

The mother king, Zi, Hero, Hiro, Hiro, Lan, Inuyasha, Sesshomaru, Sar... is not an orc.

The God of War, the God of War, the six elders, the three guardians, Seiya, Zilong... are not barbarians either.

Hannibal, Shatilesa, Altay, Aozaki Aoko, Shania, Chilia... no, not them.

Gilgamesh, Hatsune Miku, Mikoto Misaka, Gaia, Sakiya Sakiya... It's not them...

More and more faces are floating in the heart, enemies, strangers, those who can be killed, those who have been killed, and those who cannot be killed... All memories are overturned and searched, but there is no trace of the black cat.

There are infinite possibilities in the human body. From birth, all the information received will be meticulously imprinted into the mind. However, the amount of information is too large. The brain has made a self-defense mechanism to abandon unnecessary parts to ensure that people will not be driven crazy by a large amount of useless information that cannot be forgotten - but these abandoned information did not disappear, but were sleeping in the brain and have extremely tenacious hearts. They can review them through special secret means.

Usually only eighth-level saints and wizards are qualified to do this. The barbarians are simple, simple, and large-sex, and forgetful. Even if they think about it, they will forget that the wizards build abstract magic net geometry all day long, and their spirits have been worn out to be extremely strong, so they are not afraid of a large amount of useless information flow to destroy it - but they are just selective memories. Only ninth-level saints can find the source of power in the infinite memories of thousands of years without getting lost.

In addition, most of the eighth-level strong men in other professions dare not use this kind of spiritual secret technique - they think too much.

But there are always some people with extraordinary talents who can do it - Caesar's Neflange bloodline is unbelievable, but his combat talent is extremely high as a warrior. More importantly, his nerves are large enough, so he can also learn this secret method.

More importantly, he was thinking about his life experience but disappointed him. No matter how many times he recalled, he could never find the memory of his birth. His memory started when Queen Dilina picked him up in the snow and ice. There was nothing else except that - this was a missing part of his memory, which was always unsolvable.

In addition, there is also a trivial fault here - the memory fault of that night, which is what he wants to understand most except his life experience. It was left unresolved due to the lack of clues, but the appearance of the black cat opened up a new situation. Although there is no evidence in the memory, the mind told him that it was the key to unlocking.

"...My heart tells me that the key to the black cat is this missing part," Caesar pressed his forehead. Although it could mobilize dusty memories, the terrifying information flow was still irresistible. "It was one night twelve years ago. I suddenly felt extremely irritable, so I quietly left the Fox Clan Wangzhai and walked aimlessly on the grassland. Then I seemed to see it... Then the memory was broken. When I woke up the next day, I was already in the tent of the Wangzhai. It was the herders passing by whom I sent me... During this period, what happened..."

He wanted to figure out what happened back then because it was enough to be a turning point in his life.

The trend of killing in the north is prevalent, and children have to dance swords and swords since childhood. As the adopted son of the clan, Caesar is of course no exception. Since he started fighting training at the age of five, Caesar showed strong combat talent and learning ability. If it weren't for physical strength, he could simply sweep away all children of the same age - even those savage children who grew up at high speed since childhood.

Of course, geniuses will attract attention. When he was six years old, Caesar was arranged by Queen Dilina to conduct career testing. At that time, many people were optimistic about Caesar and thought that this little kid's future was limitless - but the result was extremely disappointing. Not to mention the seven professions, even the twenty-one-line professions they belonged to were not suitable.

Fortunately, Caesar was young at that time and did not understand how bad it was to not awaken his profession. Although Queen Dilina was a little disappointed, diligence could make up for her shortcomings. After all, there were examples of people who could not awaken who became strong through acquired efforts to practice. Although Caesar could not awaken, his talent and resilience were chosen. This is the case.

Days day by day, until that night, the memory of that day was unexpectedly blurred. Maybe it was because I was suddenly bored and sneaked out to play late. I had been so crazy with Zi before, so I was familiar with the road, but it seemed that something abnormal happened that time... I didn't see it anymore, I didn't experience it anymore, but I just fell into a coma inexplicably, and was sent back to the royal village by the herdsmen who passed by.

After that, his power grew day by day. Caesar exercised frantically, at least he allowed his body to adapt to the growing strength. During a Cat Clan hunting, he smashed a crazy bull with one punch and his brain burst, shocking the audience. Later, Elder Mars, who happened to come to watch the ceremony, took the Temple of War.

Top barbarian bloodline, perfect Saint Seiya heritage - the previous result was hopeless, but the dramatic twist happened just like that. Caesar, everything was because of what happened that night.

"Are the lost memories hidden..." Caesar thought silently, still having no idea.

"Thinking?" Seeing that he opened his eyes, Sakio Ye breathed a sigh of relief and said.

"No, I just remembered some related matters..." Is it destined by fate? He was here... Caesar pondered for a moment, but he was confused after all, "Forget it, if there is any clue, just figure it out."

He looked at the table, but there was a newspaper under the scattered manuscript paper. The newspaper was scattered with strange sentences. Caesar carefully compared them, and these sentences could be found at the location - but the difference was that the obvious sentences seemed more refined.

"Is this a draft? Or is it a sudden inspiration for the record?" Caesar said strangely, "If you don't write it directly on the manuscript?"

"...Don't you have a word called 'frugality'?" Wu Zhuo Ye didn't jump. Shiroya Saki shook his head and said, "This is normal. If there is no important report on the newspaper, it is a time-sensitive consumable. Instead of collecting it and selling it to waste merchants, it is better to let it play its full role before this. Black cat is very thrifty, and this practice is completely in line with her personality."

"Is that?" Wuzhuo didn't jump. Caesar was still a little hesitant, "We might as well take a look when we are idle."

He spread out the novel of Black Cat and sketched out sentences that had appeared in the newspaper based on his memory. There is no need to check the forgotten memories of such small things. If there is an uncertainty, just look for it for a moment. Ye Sakiya didn't see that he was doing it for a while. He thought it was a detective's business and felt that he couldn't get in. So as a maid, he inexplicably emitted whether he needed some black tea. I am still very confident in this regard."

"Oh, please trouble you." Caesar said casually, and Sakiyo smiled slightly and turned around and left.

"A perfect maid? Hum..." Caesar looked up at the direction of Sakiya's departure, then lowered his head to continue. Is the things he didn't do now meaningful, but if he didn't do it, there would be no meaning at all.

"Um..." The clue indeed appeared.

[Sinners of darkness, because of the original sin of tyranny turned into a scorching essence, you will eventually suffer all the pain imposed on the innocent. The flames devour the new life, the sharp blades penetrate the chest of the weak, the will of freedom, and the dignity of the innocent is a sinful act, and the sins cannot be atoneed for death. Manzhushahua, the eye of repentance, burns the flames with flames, and punishes evil with evil, this is a curse of the death of the innocent, and the eternal punishment that the soul cannot escape...]

...The typical black cat style always writes sentences that are full of evil spirits, but Caesar is different.

All creations in the world—not just paintings—are like warriors waving swords in their hands, sculptors finish carvings, peasants waving hoes, wizards chanting spells, assassins depict magic arrays, druids communicate naturally, and even simply write. These rely on the spirituality in people’s hearts, all come from the jumping heart, and expressing emotions outward from a certain sense. Just like when fighting, the other party’s mood can be judged by the other party’s hands and the sword falls, the same is true for writing. Moreover, the handwriting constructed by the movements of wrists and fingers when writing is the same as swords.

Caesar carefully compared the difference between this sentence and other words, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth."

Anger, hesitation, hatred, and even murderous intent are all expressed through these light, heavy and even somewhat messy handwriting. The black handwriting looks like an absolute curse - there is even a faint curse of the magic power of the curse master. If you look carefully, it is enough to make ordinary people feel frightened and uncomfortable.

"Hmph... I write this, either I want to kill someone or I want to commit suicide," Caesar said slowly, "Forget it... It's better to verify it. Whether it's yes or not, it depends on this."

He began to outline the remaining sentences. At this time, Sakiya Suki was already coming with a wooden tray, taking perfect steps, her swinging legs were filled with strange beauty under the black stockings, which made Caesar look more. Someone's unconcealed gaze made Sakiya Sukiya feel a strange feeling, and then she was helpless - she accelerated her pace and came to Caesar for help."

"It's really like a maid..." Caesar smiled, picked up the black tea, and drank it all in one go.

"...Oh, you guy," Shiliu Ye Sakiya was stunned for a moment, shook his head, "Black tea can relieve fatigue, but it is not like this. You have to taste it slowly..."

"...If you don't understand, you don't have to understand. Since you drink it all the same in your stomach, you have to distinguish between speed and slowness?"

"Tea is for tasting... People will make fun of it when drinking a cow."

"Oh, tea is used to relieve fatigue," Caesar lowered his head and continued to work. "Who dares to make fun of me? I can't even cry."

"...Haha," Shiliu Ye Sakiya was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "It's just that I'm on the surface..."

Next, the maid held the tray in both hands and quietly stared at Caesar who was drawing. This newspaper wrote a lot of sentences in a dense manner, and the workload was not very small - but there was always time to finish it.

"...It's done." Caesar breathed a sigh of relief, raised the newspaper, scanned both sides quickly, and then showed a clear smile, "Let's go further... Humph, it seems that you have a clue..."

"Is there any clue?" Wugu didn't jump. A surprise appeared in Shiliuye's eyes. Although she was calm, she was very worried about the whereabouts of the Black Cat. She was really not good at finding this aspect, so she had to pin her hopes on Caesar's body. Now that she seemed to have a choice, she was really the right one.

Caesar finished one thing, and it was when he was relaxing and thinking. He smiled and said, "Well, don't talk about this for now, do you want to thank me?"

"It's really... I'm still thinking about it now." Although Caesar didn't say it clearly, Ye Saki Ye was already thinking about it with a hateful mind again, "Okay... I'm still very confident in the massage craftsmanship. Do you need me to help you relax?" Wu Zhu said no.

"...That's useless," Caesar shook his head. Massage was just a relaxation of muscles, and controlling the muscle expansion was as skilled as eating and drinking water for Saint Seiya. "I prefer knee pillows to this..."

"No way." The maid vetoed it in her heart. The guy in front of her was definitely the real incarnation of the word "to be more and more flawed". If he really gave him a knee pillow, he might have something shameful again while he was pillowing.

"...It's a pity, it's a pity." Seeing her firmness, Caesar didn't say much, but just sighed twice in disappointment.

Sixteen Ye Saki Ye was funny in his heart. It would be a pity to deliberately sternly? I don’t think it’s a pity..."

"Oh, this is a pity, it's a pity, I have no luck in relieving these legs and the black stockings I just changed..." Caesar looked extremely regretful, "This second pity, I'm too lazy to explain when I was disappointed..."

"Hey... you threaten me." Sakiya looked amused and crying, "It's not that I promised to find Liuli for me, so I won't count it?"

"Nothing doesn't count..." Caesar said in a muffled voice, "It's just depriving you of your right to know..."

"Oh, that's good, then I'll be relieved." Shiroya Saki nodded and never again.

The atmosphere became weird - Caesar couldn't sit still for the first time.

"Hey... don't you want me to the end? It's a very interesting thing..." Caesar tempted, waving the newspaper in his hand, like a long-legged uncle waving a lollipop.

Obviously, if the maid doesn’t eat this set, you will naturally say it if you want to tell me. It’s useless if you don’t want to tell me.

"Who said it's useless, as long as you..." Caesar was very tempted.

"If you can't do that, you will do something erotic." Sakiyō Ye pierced Caesar's face and vetoed it.

"...What kind of thing is a knee pillow?" Caesar retorted, "It's just a pillow."

"Is it really just a pillow?" Wu Qiao didn't jump. The maid narrowed her eyes. Under this gaze, Caesar couldn't help but look away - of course, his eyes turned to Sakiya's legs under the maid's maid's short skirt, uh, yes, just a pillow..."

"lie"

"No" Caesar flatly rejected it - after the negotiations failed, the barbarians naturally remembered the intervention of force and narrowed their eyes, as if considering the possibility of such action.

Sakiya first had an insight into someone's wolf ambition, floated and retreated three meters away - now Caesar has no choice. If he is an ordinary professional, it would be fine. Sakiya can control it. It is a cheating acceleration ability, enough to run without a trace before Caesar catches her. If you dare to do anything randomly, I will leave and ignore you in the future."

"Hey, you're doing it," Caesar saw that the plan failed and smiled hypocritically. "It's so far away, so awkward. Just now, I'm just kidding. Come on, I'll tell you what's going on..."

"..." The maid just stared at him speechlessly.

"...Okay," Caesar had to raise his hand to surrender. He could tell the difference between the seriousness and the situations called arrogance and the situations called seriousness--it was obvious that the maid was very serious, "Stingy... It was obviously me who helped you..."

There is a ghost in this sentence - it can be said that it was to help Saki Yeshi, but now, no matter what, we have to ask the Black Cat if it was the matter back then. It can be said that it is necessary to find it - but some small tricks of selling poor people also need to be used? No one can let the barbarians suffer involuntarily, and the barbarians will always use various methods to achieve their goals.

So the maid felt a little unkind... If I found Liuli, I... would probably let you..."

"...Please be more serious, 'probably' means?" Caesar rolled his eyes, "It probably means uncertainty. If you turn against the enemy, do it? Your power is so evil, I'm thinking, can I catch you?"

"...It's really cunning, okay, I'll promise you that you can do it? There are no words."

"I have no limit on empty words, I want to collect some interest first..."

"Hey, give me a little bit."

Chapter 19: Haggling about knee pillow issues
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