Chapter 17 The Legend of Hannibal

ps1:...I have seen the ending. If every complaint is a bullet, then this chapter will soon be full of holes. It seems that I have given too much ethics to the nurses and sisters...

ps2: The next chapter is high-energy reaction, please evacuate non-combatants, and you are ready to resist impact.

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According to legend, if seven bottles of sister juice are used as sacrifices, a certain consul of the Light can transform into a jealous demon and respond to the call. If you are a winner in life with a good reputation, then he will eat you with the sister juice. If you are a man with a girl, he will not bid you. If you are a single miser, then he will lead you as a confidant. If you are a single miser who looks like a girl, then...congratulations, you will gain the "friendship" of the future pope.

"What are you talking nonsense!" Hannibal roared loudly, "What's the setting!"

"Oh..." Caesar came back to his senses, "At some time in the future, a pope died with his lifelong obsession, but his will turned into a force that changed everything, making him the guardian spirit of the world, responded to a certain summoning, and participated in a ritual war trying to use the power of the world. If victory, the power of the world will satisfy his wish, allowing him to have sex with a girl after being a bachelor for more than a thousand years. So the story begins like this, and a beautiful boy who is charmingly summoned with the occasionally obtained sister..."

"Stop! What are you bastard talking about! Tell me a good story, don't think of some messy extras!"

"Who are you talking to?" Caesar's face suddenly became indifferent, and his eyes were filled with light, "You are seeking death."

Hannibal was shocked and hugged Caesar's neck: "Listen, you didn't hear anything just now!"

"Oh." Caesar continued to tell the story, "summoned you and met..."

"Wait, I haven't complained yet!" Hannibal said sternly, "I tell you, King Thunder, the Paladins in the Pope Hall will never succumb to the illusory love luck! Even if this is destined, then I will be that despairing person! In this life, I will definitely find a girl who can have sex with me for the rest of my life! I just want to despair the heavens!!!"

"..." Caesar glanced at Hannibal, "Heartless."

"Bastard! Don't look at me with that look! After opening it? Is the palace awesome? Is it amazing?" Hannibal burst into tears and grabbed Caesar's collar, "And what is that setting! Why do you decide my future? Why do you say that I'm still a virgin until I die!"

"Wait, correct you a statement." Caesar slapped Hannibal's hand and said leisurely, "I mean you have been an old bachelor for more than a thousand years, but you didn't say you were still a virgin until you died..."

"Is that different?!" Hannibal whistled to the sky.

"Of course it's different." Caesar looked at Hannibal maliciously - if his eyes could turn, then the king's eyes should have shot to the back of the lower body of the Consul Light. "Considering your special situation, I think the definition of the word virgin should be broader, after all, the times are progressing."

Hannibal, the chrysanthemums tightened.

As if concealing something, the Paladin continued to complain: "It would be fine if there is that beautiful country, why is it a boy? How can it be described as a beautiful man with beautiful country! Is it a good boy? Is it my life against a beautiful boy?"

Caesar smiled and said, "That's right."

Hideyoshi as an example, you should know that the coming is able to pursue.

Hannibal, the body is silent.

So Caesar dragged the burning Paladin to the school's restaurant. As for how to find Hannibal, it can only be said that this matter is easy. The king gathered thunder and released a drought thunder out of thin air. Hannibal suddenly felt something and rushed over, saving his sister's juice. In fact, there were not many people who knew Caesar's identity, and they were all worried, afraid that the crown prince of the Temple of War, who was famous for his destruction and trouble, would cause trouble in the historical Rose Cross. If he broke it, he would be miserable. Even if he had the courage to send bills to the Temple of War, the shameless barbarians might not be willing to pay compensation.

After pushing and pushing, Hannibal, who led the martyr into the school, knew that he was in the wrong and took the initiative to serve as the people who monitored Caesar. So Caesar let out a thunder and Hannibal rushed over. When the Paladin arrived, Qi had already integrated into Caesar's soul.

There is a reason for Qi to avoid it. He obviously asked Hannibal, but he took the petite and cute Qi to borrow books on the guide. This is clearly showing off, this is clearly showing off, this is clearly trying to make Hannibal's myocardial infarction. In this case, the Paladin did not fight with him, but was just maintaining his demeanor. What good goods did he lend you? Save it...

It was afternoon, but there were still many people dining in the restaurant that operated 24 hours a day. In addition, this restaurant with a good environment also provided good drinks and pastries, so it was also a good place for learning and tryst. In this case, it was a bit strange to drag Caesar, who was dragging a pale humanoid creature... The king glared back at the look he looked at, and then dragged Hannibal to a small area to sit down, and then went to the front desk to get two drinks - everything in the academy was buffeted.

Hannibal covered his heart and took the old bull to breathe for three minutes. After Caesar finished drinking his orange juice, he reached out to Hannibal's cup, and then the paladin who reacted snatched the cup from Caesar's hand and drank the orange juice. He wiped the water stains on the corner of his mouth and stared at Caesar: "Call me...why are you crazy?"

"Tsk, what do you mean?" Caesar waved his hand, "Overall, this place is not bad. I have seen your sister, since I promised you, I will teach her with all my heart."

"I'll save you nonsense. Tell me, what's the matter with me?" Hannibal said vigilantly, "You must have any conspiracy."

"Conspiracy? What are the benefits of insulting you to me..." Caesar sneered.

"You guys know, you bastard..." Hannibal burst into tears.

"Okay, I won't be clamoring with you." Caesar waved his hand, "I said, do you have any guidance books or novels about love skills?"

"...What are you asking about this? What are your intentions?" Hannibal's body shook, like an old hen protecting his cub.

"Give me a few books... I know you must have them." Caesar stretched out his hand to Hannibal, "No matter how much you see, it's useless."

"...You guy, are you looking for death?" Hannibal was stunned for a moment, and roared randomly in anger.

"I'm just telling the truth." Caesar shrugged and kept pouring salt on Hannibal's wounds. "That's the price paid to gain a full amount of luck and top-notch gold-rate talent, which can't be reversed by reading some books."

"Why do you suddenly feel like you want to cry..." Hannibal covered his head, "I really want to kill you."

"You are a Paladin, you must be loyal to the Holy Light. What's wrong with no girls? You can play by yourself." Caesar comforted with ulterior motives, "Besides, there is Hideyoshi... Forget it, I didn't say anything, I looked like I wanted to kill someone."

"It's all your fault... Now the clergy in the Pope Hall sees me and Hideyoshi's eyes differently." Hannibal gritted his teeth, as if he remembered some unbearable memories, "I was also secretly watched by some prayer scribes in the hymns..."

"This is a good thing," said Caesar. "Don't you dream of being noticed by girls?"

"Good thing, your sister!" Hannibal slapped his trombone and burst into tears. "Ge, I heard their conversation. They were actually discussing the match between Hideyoshi and me! You can make me feel bad when you have the same gender!"

"Ahhaha..." Caesar was stunned for a moment, and then felt that he could only laugh dryly, "Your Pope Hall is so idle."

"It's not boring, it seems to be a hobby... Just like some extremely boring and decadent aristocrats like children, but they like high-end products with beautiful eyes. In fact, some selfless men in the world choose to have sex with men in order to leave more women to choose from for their compatriots. We call them gays." Hannibal pinched his eyebrows, "In contrast, there are women who only want to do things with women, we call them lilies, but this is not the focus of the matter. We are talking about another kind of women. Men who like to play men are gays, and that kind of behavior is called gays, but it is radiated by it. There is another kind of women in this world. They are fanatical about watching men make fun of gays, and they are full of wisdom and sense of figurative thinking.

Sexual thinking creativity, simply put, is that they are keen to pair any men they have seen and conceive the scene of two people playing together in their minds. What is more excessive is that they sometimes come up with a sad and moving love story, but the two protagonists of the story have a hateful black long straight and a flower that can accommodate anything. The difference is that they are good at and are only good at it - this is obviously intentional? The lustful behavior will be recorded by these women in their natural clever way, either drawing it into a comic or writing it into a novel. What's more fucking is that this will be recognized as a creative activity, because there is a demand, there is a market... In other words, I am already desperate about the hymns occupied by fuji... Yes, they are called fuji..."

Caesar was shocked by the tragic aura that Hannibal exuded: "...this sounds so bad."

The beastly intuition of the random barbarian made him grasp the center of the problem in an instant: "By the way, you seem to know these things very well, and... you always feel that you have experienced a lot of bad things."

Hannibal raised his head and left two lines of men's tears: "I told you that due to my physical condition, the female clergy in the Holy See ignored me, and was just inferior, but he was respected and admired among the male clergy."

"So that's it." Caesar was in awe, "Thank you for your hard work, and there is any sale of your notebook?"

"...Do you think I will tell you?!" Hannibal glared with his eyes and roared, "If you tell you, those things will leap from the level of circulating fujos within the Holy See to the level of free gifts throughout the continent!"

"Am I like this..." Caesar turned his head.

"Your eyes have already told me!" Hannibal turned up the table, "In the past tens of thousands of years, I can't find a bitch who is more cheap than you!!!"

The Paladin gasped again, panting as if he had remembered something, and looked up and said, "Well... it doesn't matter to tell you. There are old monster-level super fujokovics in the twelve upper witches on Witch Night. One of them claimed that there are only two substances in the world, one can be rotten, and the other can be eaten, but they can be eaten in the end... and the other is a treasure-level fujokovic who is active in the world as the most famous Fuxiang official novelist in the mainland... Although I don't know her, her personality can be seen from her pseudonym allusion - a gentle, cute and understanding big sister next door who looks gentle, cute and understanding, but in fact she is all black in cuts. In fact, she is an old witch with a very bad personality..."

"Hey hey hey, is that really good?" Caesar whispered.

"Don't care about us. If you have anything to do, I don't believe she can write me and Hideyoshi together." Hannibal rolled his eyes, "Don't worry about this for now. Remember this information well. If you insist on standing on the side of the witches of fate in the future, you will definitely have to face the witches. They are all old witches who shine in the battle of hegemony in the mainland. Unless you advance quickly, the difficulty will be extraordinary if you fight..."

"… Speaking of the witch." Caesar frowned, "Is there no news yet?"

Hannibal knew what Caesar was asking, shook his head and said, "Before he came, the intelligence forces of the Judgment and the Sacramentary Department have begun to take action, but don't have too much hope, because the opponent represents the highest level of continental space power, and they have too much advantage in hiding or escaping. Unless the saints personally search with divine thoughts, there is little hope to find out theirs at once."

Seeing that Caesar was showing signs of getting angry, Hannibal raised his hand: "But you don't have to worry. Since Yuko Yiyuan said that she would let you wait here, she would definitely come - don't forget that she asked the Dragon Emperor to pass on the way to you. If she didn't keep her word, she would slap the old dragon in the face. If you don't have to take action at that time, the Dragon Emperor will not be able to spare her."

"I want to know what the dimensional witch has in mind." Caesar took a breath, "On this issue, our seven holy lands are too passive."

"So you have to turn this situation around. Witch Night has been too low-key for ten thousand years, so low-key that even the Holy Land knows little about them. This time, I will take this opportunity to see what the undead is doing on Witch Night." Hannibal gloatingly patted Caesar on the shoulder, "I was once again treated as a gun."

"It's just a deal." Caesar smiled indifferently, "I have a consensus. Although I didn't tell me clearly, I will touch the foundation of the Witch Night for the Seven Holy Land. On the issue of c.c, the Holy Lands will support me. I'm right."

"That's true." Hannibal nodded with a smile, "But are you sure you can beat the Dimension Witch? Although we all have the power to challenge the weaker level eight, the Dimension Witch is not a soft persimmon. Her spatial power was almost complete ten thousand years ago, and I don't know what progress has been made over the years."

Caesar smiled proudly: "No problem, I can't beat her, so I can go find You. Under the string of fate, I can't deal with her if I don't believe me."

Hannibal was also unwilling to be outdone and raised his eyebrows: "The president of this institute is the Archbishop of Brittania. His cultivation is no worse than the Twelve Witches. With him taking action, the Witch will be the case."

The emperor of the North and the future pope smiled vulgarly and proudly at the same time, with a nouveau riche who said "I have some people". Hannibal was fine, but he was just a model of "beating the young and jumping out the old one". After all, he couldn't beat others, so it was reasonable to call the elders to come out to save the situation, but Caesar... the soft rice was really a bit fragrant and soft.

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The two of them laughed dryly, and covered their faces and lamented: "What's going on with this inexplicable embarrassing feeling..."

So the two future saints fell into a state of self-giving because of their only little bit of shame. After being ashamed of 0:00 a second, Hannibal suddenly raised his head and said, "Go to fight."

"Of course we have to fight. Fighting these eighth-levels is better than fighting ten games with the eighth-levels of our own holy land. This is a precious opportunity." Caesar said in a deep voice, "Besides, you and I join forces, the winning rate is considerable. The King of Death has been put down. How strong can the Dimension Witch be? Compared to that time, I am really different from the past."

Caesar looked proud - as he said, although it was only two or three months apart from the Battle of Dimension Fragments, there were too many things I experienced during this period. Since the beginning of the Heavenly King's journey south, the strong enemies he encountered along the way were top powerhouses in all realms. With them as a coach, the potential power sleeping in Caesar's body was forcibly squeezed out, and his strength increased several times, and he could only be described as a rapid incoming.

So the king looked at Hannibal proudly, thinking that you are no match for me now.

The Paladin was stunned for a while, then he counted carefully: "Two months ago, I found a white-bearded old man in a cave in the Sug Mountains... Fifty-three days ago, I found a six weapons called the Holy Fire Order in a pile of dry bones in a cell in a prison in the Judgment Institute. It records the cultivation method of the Holy Fire Aura Advanced Skill of the Great Light Holy Fire... Forty-seven days ago, I fell off the cliff and encountered a great white ape with stomachache.

I helped it remove the foreign object in its belly, and found something... Thirty-eight days ago, a polar ice silkworm drilled into my stomach and was melted by me with the highest holy light energy in the world. So my sacred frozen halo was greatly improved, and many secret methods of ice-type holy light were also broken through. Twenty-seven days ago, I helped a giant eagle kill a big snake in a certain valley. Then it took me to a valley, took out a heavy sword and let me fight it, and gave me snake gall..."

"Stop talking, I was wrong..." Caesar was stunned, then covered his face and sighed.

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