What did you do with the dice?

Rusalka: (How could I be a pervert? I’m the adorable, tearful Princess Yuyu, Rusalka. Tears are part of Yuyu’s strength. Master, crying is also a form of strength!)

Sani Tower: (6)

Rusalka knew that the more he tried to persuade her, the more she would cry, so he had his own special comforting technique. He rushed over to Ai Li, and before the latter could react at all, he stretched out his hand through her shoulders and directly grabbed the novel on the bookshelf behind her, and immediately refined it, no, he immediately opened it and pretended to read it.

Ai Li was so frightened that he forgot to cry: "Wow! Give it back to me!"

Why do people burst out with unprecedented courage and strength in critical moments? At this moment, she dared to grab Rukasha's arm and put up a force confrontation, trying to prevent him from taking the book away.

Rusalka (Strength 20): "Don't cry, I'll give you the correct answer."

He returned the book to Rewi Alley, then pointed his finger and said, "You're overthinking the problem, so of course there's no solution. When you try to persuade her, she'll feel wronged and scared, and won't listen to you anyway. If you try to take her away by force, she'll even pull you back and drag you to death, and then you two will go to see the Twelve Gods together. But if you don't persuade her and decide to run away on your own, she'll complain to you before the gods, saying you were heartless and ungrateful and didn't care about her at all. But if you just coax her by saying 'baby', she'll just follow you obediently.

But you have no idea what will happen in the future, and the house is about to collapse, leaving no time for trial and error. Therefore, when faced with quantum mechanics problems, it's difficult for ordinary people to solve them. Fortunately, thanks to the law of emergency avoidance, we can use classical mechanics instead of quantum mechanics in these life-or-death situations: give her a hard slap in the face and see if she still gets mad.

If one slap isn't enough, give her two. Knock her unconscious and then drag her away. That's it. Simple as that."

Ai Li was also "stunned" by Rusalka's speech and even forgot to complain in retaliation.

Rusalka exclaimed in the private chat channel: (Brother, I finally said this classic line in real life, so cool!)

Sanitieta sighed: (I was still wondering why it sounded so strange, and why you had to give such a forced example. Now that the case is solved, I shouldn't have expected anything from you, a person with such bad jokes.)

Rewi Alley pondered for a long time. She wasn't swayed by Rusalka's thoughts. Instead, she shook her head in frustration, "They're so pitiful. I can't do this. I really can't. Isn't there a way to redeem everyone?"

Rusalka was completely confused: (I thought what I said was quite concise and to the point, and this is the crystallization of the wisdom of many netizens. Logically, the chance of success should be 100% or even 90%, right?)

Sanitta laughed and said: (That's what Lawful Good is like. It's quite difficult to get them to learn the neutrality of your Black Knights.)

Since the wisdom of her ancestors and netizens was useless, Rusalka used her own wisdom: "Of course there is, that only means you are not strong enough."

"Not strong enough?"

"Yes, if you can kill the Hell Lord with a single punch the moment he appears, or if you can directly cast a protective or tranquilizing spell over the city, then nothing you want to see will happen." Rusalka raised a finger: "Day 1, protect the Earth."

Then he raised his second finger: "The next day, protect my Earth."

Ai Li seemed to understand something, with a thoughtful expression, but she still had a question: "Earth? What is that?"

This poorly thought-provoking joke caused Rusalka to panic, gesturing with her hands in a circle. "It's some kind of precious magic item, the Earth Sphere."

Fortunately, Ai Li was relatively simple-minded. She nodded and believed it.

Perhaps the promises Rusalka had made, which she herself didn't believe, had actually worked. At least the hope of having a purpose in life was rekindled in her eyes: "That's right, as long as I can become as great as the Saint, I will definitely be able to save everyone next time!"

Rusalka reached out and patted Ai Li on the shoulder. "Right! You need that kind of aura. Work hard. I'm rooting for you!"

The latter hummed, but Rusalka's hand on her shoulder made her realize that because of Rusalka's behavior of snatching the book just now, the distance between her and Rusalka was a little delicate, and there were only a few centimeters between them.

If you breathe carefully, you can even smell the scent of... uh... Phoenix coming from him.

This posture was too bad. Ai Li had seen it in a book. If Rusalka raised her hands to support herself against the wall, wouldn't that be a wall...wall-dong?

Just as she was blushing and at a loss, and her eyes were starting to get circles, the door opened.

Phoenix stood quietly at the door, looking at Rusalka and Eli. Behind her followed a maid with an expression that said, "I'm sorry, Lord. I'm helpless too. It was your wife who forced me to do this."

But her body betrayed her inner thoughts very honestly: she did not run away, but chose to stay where she was and watch the show - I love watching women fight the most, oh no, it's the palace fights between the lord's wife.

Rusalka thought a lot at this moment, such as the wrong things he did as a child and his dark history, but it didn't matter. If he pulled his thoughts back from the kaleidoscope and faced the problem in front of him, he should be innocent. As his good brother said: I did nothing wrong, so why not just explain it honestly?

Just as Rusalka lowered her hand from Aili's shoulder and was about to explain to Phoenix why she appeared in Aili's room, Aili suddenly said to Phoenix, "I'm sorry!"

Rusalka:?

No, Ms. Rewi Alley, why are you apologizing? Could you please write a report of at least 1,000 words to explain to me in detail the motivation behind your apology and your current psychological process?

Rusalka: (Brother, this must be Theresa's conspiracy. She wants to murder me!)

Sanitta: (She probably thought that Phoenix, like you, was here to comfort her, so she apologized for causing you to worry about her behavior.)

Rusalka knew immediately that something bad had happened. This apology turned the situation into a total loss of a semi-trailer dump truck that was driving on the highway and suddenly had a brake failure. "Phoenix, actually, this is what happened. Let me explain... Damn it!"

Rusalka quickly pulled out a shield from behind her back, blocking Phoenix's sudden attack. She then flew forward and stabbed the startled Aerie with her dagger, entering combat mode. She spoke in a calm tone that even she herself felt was damned, "Cat, your movements are becoming more and more elegant. Even this thrust seemed so perfect. How can I not love you?"

Sanita: (Are you sure you're not mocking her?)

Rusalka: (Actually, I originally wanted to say this with a tone that was 4% nervous, 3% loving, 2.5% lively, and half a bit playful, so Phoenix would know I was joking. But my passive just activated, and the emotions switched too quickly, and the skill took effect at the wrong time, so I accidentally held back. Can you blame me for that?)

The maid behind was shocked and opened her mouth wide, but after some hesitation, she decided not to call the guards, but to retreat to a safe distance against the wall and continue eating the melon.

If Rushaka were in her position, she would definitely shout: Being able to see such a strong duel is worth it even if I die!

Phoenix behind the shield said coldly, "If you like her, don't block for her."

Eh? Does that mean I can only like pretty corpses? Isn't that a bit too much?

Rusalka said hurriedly: "This is such a misunderstanding!"

Sunita: (Huh? Someone just said what to do when someone doesn't understand what you're saying and it's a life-threatening situation? That's right, go ahead and slap Phoenix in the face and see if she gets mad! Weird, why aren't you talking?)

Rusalka: (Wow, Alice was wrong. Alice shouldn’t have said such nonsense online.)

Phoenix snorted coldly, instantly turned over and raised her leg, kicking the shield. The kick, carrying the power of shadow, directly knocked Rusalka back two steps. "Let me see if she is qualified."

Rusalka was about to collapse, but he had no choice but to reposition himself to block Ai Li. He could only cry out in frustration, "Phoenix, the great judge of justice, this is unjust!"

Phoenix ignored him and used shadow tentacles to try to restrict Rusalka's movements.

Sanita: (Isn’t this also a case of beating to show love and scolding to show affection?)

Rusalka: (Brother, I feel like my wife is going to kiss me to death today, please save me.)

Sanita stood up and said, "Excuse me, I just need to take care of something."

The baron opposite, who had been talking nonstop about the situation in his territory just a second ago, was stunned for a moment, nodded hurriedly, rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "Okay, you go ahead and do your work. There's no rush to discuss it when you come back."

Sanita: (Coming.)

Just as Rusalka breathed a sigh of relief and summoned the fel sword to cut off the tentacles, thinking that Phoenix's frontal attack was just a show and would be enough to delay until the brothers arrived, the sword in Rusalka's hand suddenly burst out with a very dazzling holy light, melting all the shadows created by Phoenix around her.

What the— (broken voice)?! Who cast this radiant enchantment on me?! This yellow robe is being forced upon me, what am I supposed to do?!

The culprit, Aerie, hid behind Rusalka and said weakly, "Stop fighting. I don't know why, but Miss Phoenix, the power of the Shadow Lady is very dangerous."

Rusalka felt so powerless that he no longer had the urge to scold Ai Li. He explained to Phoenix in a very pale and powerless tone, "...Well, based on my rational analysis, she's probably unconscious. Phoenix, do you believe it?"

To be honest, if the other party was not Ai Li, he himself would not believe it - where did the green tea come from!

But Phoenix, whose hair was all standing on end, obviously didn't believe Rusalka's nonsense.

In her opinion, Ai Li was challenging her position! This person was indeed Theresa's lackey, playing with the Holy Light with a dirty mind.

Phoenix has always been very fair and just, and would never wrongly accuse a bad person. She would dig out Ai Li's heart and put it on a scale, and put a feather on the other end. If the feather was heavier, it meant that Ai Li was innocent, and she would forgive Ai Li.

The originally smooth shadow tentacles on the ground suddenly became sharp as Phoenix's eyes looked at them.

Rusalka: Oh no, it's over, she's going to get serious.

Chapter 218 Step out of the house and make room...

Sometimes life is so unreasonable. For example, you happily go to a board game store to play a group game, but as soon as you open the door, you are transported to another world.

For example, he happily helped a young girl to enlighten her, thinking that he could get another red flower on his good deeds card, but before he even left the house, he inexplicably started fighting with his cat wife.

This scene has a strong sense of déjà vu. If it wasn't herself standing here, Rusalka would definitely sing Mr. Luo's "In the Middle~".

But unfortunately, when he was the protagonist, he had no way to defend himself and his pain was unspeakable: although he and Phoenix had exchanged two moves, he was really not a crazy protector of the third, he was innocent!

Okay, then welcome to watch this peak sword showdown. I am the commentator of this game - the narrator.

The black team just launched a sneak attack, which should have been called a foul, but the referee (the maid) did not blow the whistle. It seems that she condoned this kind of pre-match communication. It may be that the players were a little emotional, which is understandable.

Before the game officially begins, there will be the customary introduction of the players from both sides.

The blue player on the right side of the room is Rusalka, the Lord of Pearl Tears. By the way, since this game is an unlimited free fighting match, we can see that the blue player is holding a clam shell shield with a hole in his left hand, and a giant sword with a dark green base of fel energy and a platinum surface of holy light in his right hand, making a defensive posture.

With weapons and armor all put on, it seems that the competition system is indeed quite free. I hope he can abide by the principle of love first, competition second, and internal affairs third.

As for the blue team's support, Ai Li, a player with a relatively martial spirit, stood on the field unarmed. She was hiding behind Rusalka, which was a very clever positioning. Since the room was not spacious, this position allowed her to use the terrain and Rusalka to block her position, creating an almost completely safe environment for both damage and support.

As for the opponent's white side... well, judging by the colors around her, she has now become the black side, and her equipment is also very free at this moment.

She looks elegant in a white short dress, with two bows tied on her hair beside her ears, probably made by Hydra, making her look cute and homely.

He dual-wields enchanted daggers, activated poison and black fog, and maxed out his dangerous killer attributes.

The main feature is a combination of contrasting cuteness.

Although the number of people seems to be at a disadvantage, the black side has a huge advantage over the blue side. Yes! She still has a tail. We are not sure what this tail is used for yet, so let's wait and see in the next game.

The camera gives a close-up of the players' faces on the field. We can see that the black player's eyes are very sharp. He is not afraid at all when fighting one against two, and his fighting spirit is quite strong.

Her body has formed a very aggressive arched shape, and even her tail has stood up and become furry. Audiences familiar with cats must know that generally when they assume this posture, it means that they have entered an attacking posture. If you touch them casually, you will be bitten and scratched. Everyone must be careful in daily life.

On the blue side, he seemed expressionless, but the subtle movements of loosening his grip on the shield revealed his inner guilt. Alas, he lost the battle without losing the man.

Audience friends who are often caught cheating must know that when the psychological warfare has already been lost, it is almost impossible to win. We can only hope that the blue team can hold on until the bell rings, or make an unexpected counterattack.

Looking at the blue team's support, he seems completely lost and out of focus. This kind of distraction can be very fatal! However, considering that this is a two-on-one match, it's understandable that the blue team is a bit weaker. After all, a well-matched battle is more entertaining for the audience.

Ding ding ding! Okay, along with the non-existent game bell, the game officially begins.

Good! The black team took the initiative! The one wielding the two daggers was lightning fast. She was so fast, like a black whirlwind, closing the three-meter distance in an instant! Wow, if the audience didn't have the dynamic vision of a ninja, they would absolutely not be able to catch her movements.

The blue team is not bad, after all, they are the defending champions. Although they lost the psychological warfare, their fighting skills are not rusty. They pushed the shield in their hands forward and directly blocked the dagger. It was a very beautiful block!

The force of this blow was so strong that the strong wind blew out all the candles around. The black skirt was also blown up by the wind. When the camera turned to it, a pair of well-proportioned thighs as white as jade were revealed, as well as the black lace. The contrast between black and white was even more amazing... Tsk tsk, cough cough, it seems that the commentator was really hungry.

Now, let's return to the match. Wow! After failing to land a strike, the Black team unleashes a sharp spike from the shadows to attack the Blue team's support from behind! We can see that the Blue team's support had no chance to react, and her clothes were pierced. Fortunately, she had the Holy Light to protect her, blocking the dangerous attack and nearly leaving her out of the game.

I wonder if I can let my tongue enjoy the smooth and delicate curve of her back and her slender buttocks like Dove, from the back of her neck to her heels, enjoying the silky and sucking feeling all the way. The commentator, who didn't even have time to have afternoon tea, felt hungry again.

However, the black team's sneak attack should be considered a foul. We turned the camera to the referee to see what she said. The referee (the maid) was blushing and staring at Phoenix. It was obvious that she was also very angry about this foul, but she did not blow the whistle to stop it. Is there something shady going on?

Oh, we can see that the assistant referee, the elf Shana, has arrived! As soon as she enters the field, she calls a reasonable timeout, interrupting the game between the two sides. It seems that she wants to discuss and make a decision on the black team's recent foul.

Shana lived in the next room. Upon hearing the noise, she scurried over, her bow drawn, pointing directly at Rusalka in the room. "What's going on? Are there any enemies? Eh?"

The good assistant referee took a look at both players, confirmed their status and lineup, and then left the ring with a sly smile. He even stood at the edge of the ring and watched openly, and took back the yellow card (longbow and arrow) in his hand.

It seems that she made a decision that the black team did not commit a foul. Now the two referees are directly monitoring the game, one from far and one from near, but the two referees' tendency towards the black team seems a bit obvious, and the fairness of the game is very questionable.

Rusalka of the blue team was very dissatisfied with the decision of the deputy referee and was trying to get the referee to persuade the black team to step down and admit defeat. However, the deputy referee Shana was very firm in her stance and said that she would not be influenced by the players' thinking and would not interfere with the players' reasonable game behavior. What's more, she felt that the blue team's two-on-one behavior was very unfair, and she privately supported the black team.

Okay, so with the blue team's loud national curse as a signal, the game started again. This time the black team's attack was more ferocious. As the saying goes, an inch longer is an inch stronger, an inch shorter is an inch more dangerous. In this small distance, it is obvious that two flexible short knives have an advantage over the sword and shield that cannot be used. With the help of the narration's frame-level dynamic vision, we can see that in just two seconds, in addition to the three jingling sounds blocked by the shield, the blue team had been hit by three consecutive knives in the abdomen.

The blue team is setting an example for us: when you are out and about and encounter a knife-wielding attacker, never think of confronting him head-on, even with a shield. This is what happened. If it were an ordinary person, they would have been stabbed and bleeding.

Since our blue team has the strength to defend the title, it must be very extraordinary. He was hit by three swords in a row without any injury. He can be called a natural yandere restraint and a legendary stab-resistant king.

He now seized this excellent opportunity to attack, moved his shield to the side to make room, and finally swung the greatsword in his hand, finding a suitable angle to slash at the black side.

But this chop was a bit slow. Even ordinary spectators could see the trajectory. How could the black team, who had ninja-level mobility, be hit?

Oh my god! What did we see?! Black didn't dodge, she just stood there in a daze. Black actually gave up her advantage in agility. What was she doing? She was about to be hit! Was this one strike going to decide the outcome? Could it be that Blue, the underdog before the match, was about to make a comeback?

Okay, we see that the blue player's sword finally stopped in mid-air and did not chop down. He let the black player slowly walk out of the attack range!

Oh, what a missed opportunity! Could it be that the weather was so humid that the blue player's tracheitis had flared up? His face was filled with pain and frustration. Perhaps he really was having trouble breathing.

With the arrival of another elf referee, the first half of the game officially ended, and the referee team will then settle the scores for the first half.

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(Skip the commercials)

Okay, let’s get back to the game.

First, let's watch the wonderful replay of what just happened. In short, it's a pity. If it had hit, it is possible that it would have been KOed in one go. After all, if a giant sword hits the head, no one can guarantee that their head is harder than it.

Okay, the two elf referees took out the melon seeds and did not stop the game from continuing. It seemed that the score difference between the two sides in the first half was not big.

So the second half of the game officially began, and the black team took the lead in attacking. This time, the blue team responded more fully. It seemed that he also realized the serious problem of his bronchitis, so he changed from a defensive counterattack tactic to a defensive and non-offensive style of play, trying to physically wear down the opponent.

This tactic would definitely be 100% passive in traditional competitions, but since the game we are commentating on is a "free" game, players are allowed to carry weapons, and there are definitely no restrictions on the playing style.

The blue player begins to cry out in injustice, is he trying to use words instead of physical attacks on the black player? Is he trying to influence his opponent?

We can see that the black side did not stop, but the frequency of attacks did decrease a bit. It seems that it was more or less affected. It seems that the power of words is still quite useful. The ancient gentlemen believed in using words instead of hands. Maybe there is some reason for this.

But why did the blue team have the time to cry foul instead of just offering an explanation? I don't really understand.

Okay, so we can see that the blue team is explaining to the black team, and the blue team's assistant also seems to be aware of the reason for the start of this game, and also explains along.

Well, the blue team and the auxiliary team's words were in perfect harmony. We can see that the black team seemed to nod and accept the blue team's reason, but the next moment they continued to attack, catching the blue team off guard, and directly restricted the blue team's movements with shadows, as if to pull him out of the door, which was very unsportsmanlike.