I’m Really Not Targeting the Mages Chapter 316: I can’t be his dad

"I said..."

"Emily, calm down first!"

Roger has no experience with this sort of thing.

So I can only try to appease the other party with a gentle tone.

"I'm calm now!"

She said very loudly.

Roger glanced at Mr. Victor next to him.

The latter politely put away the seeds in his hands.

But people have no intention of avoiding it.

Huh.

No more.

Focus on watching the play.

…

Roger rubbed his temples and pondered:

"Although..."

"Why are you looking for me when you are pregnant?"

Hear this.

Emily's eyes widened instantly:

"We are that relationship..."

She added in a low voice:

"I mean allies..."

"Who am I not looking for you?"

Finish these two sentences.

Her voice suddenly became louder:

"And I doubt it."

"Did we make holes when we..."

Roger listened to her more and more outrageous, and decisively interrupted:

"No way!"

Emily looked at him absently:

"But I've only ever had physical contact with you..."

Roger thought that he wouldn't meet someone who was looking for a pick-up man, would he?

He reluctantly responded:

"Think again, how big is your belly? When? Where?"

Emily recalls:

"Just now..."

"I was walking under the moonlight when I suddenly heard a burst of laughter from children."

"Then my stomach started to swell... oops!"

She gently covered her stomach, her face blushing:

"I, I'm still a girl!"

Encountered this outrageous thing.

Although Roger is well-informed.

Can only recall soap quietly and secretly.

Ask Big Sandy what he thinks.

Unfortunately this time.

Even the 7-inspired Cindy couldn't detect the sacredness of the baby in Emily's belly.

Emily hugs her stomach in confusion.

Roger is dazed thinking about the possibilities.

For a while.

The two fell silent.

The atmosphere is getting colder.

Fortunately, at this time.

The enthusiastic uncle next door took the initiative to come over:

"Do you two need my help?"

Roger looked at Victor suspiciously.

This guy is dressed like a man. His custom purple dress is spotless, and his two sullen mustaches are a little greasy, but for a man of his age, he can be regarded as attractive. .

It seems to have sensed Roger's wary gaze.

Victor smiled softly at the moment:

"Don't get me wrong."

"My profession is a gynecologist."

"Similar things have happened to me."

When Emily heard the words, she raised her little head.

Victor comes over.

He put his right hand on his chest, lightly grasping a crystal pendant, and his mouth was still very polite:

"May I take the liberty to ask if I can use inspiration?"

Emily nodded without hesitation.

Victor put the crystal pendant in front of him and glanced at Emily's stomach like a magnifying glass.

Zizz!

The white crystal instantly set itself on fire.

Victor let out a soft snort, and he jumped back instinctively, looking at the burnt marks in his hand, showing a look of fear:

"You're not pregnant with a human!"

Emily's face turned pale instantly.

She and Roger looked at each other, and both thought of a lot of bad allusions.

In the world of Yuanwang Town.

The woman became pregnant unexpectedly.

The mother of the inhuman baby born, whether the baby is a hero or a devil, will suffer!

This is almost becoming a law of anomalous events.

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"Can it be destroyed?"

Roger asked.

Victor glanced at him:

"Theoretically yes."

"Actually not because I can't beat it."

"This child is too mysterious, maybe it has something to do with the spiritual world?"

Roger suddenly thought of something and took a breath:

"The Old One, Veran?"

Victor froze for a moment.

He looks around, seemingly using inspiration to sense what's nearby.

After a while.

He nodded solemnly and said:

"This possibility is not ruled out."

"I learned from a spirit world knight that Wei Lan has never given up on returning. Perhaps, he has gathered enough strength..."

Speaking of which.

He suddenly looked in the direction of the castle with a half-smile:

"So, tomorrow's ceremony should be more interesting?"

After saying this.

Victor nodded to the two of them and left.

Looking at the back of the other party's departure.

Roger is thoughtful.

This guy obviously has some background too.

The two words he mentioned just now, intentionally or unintentionally, aroused Roger's curiosity - the first one was "Wizard of the Spirit World", what the heck is this? Victor didn't understand, and Roger was naturally at a loss.

The second one is "Tomorrow's Ritual".

This shows that he also knows that the "final test" is very problematic.

But he still came.

Which side does he represent?

A wizard of the spirit world?

Roger felt that things were getting more and more confusing.

Of course.

The most outrageous thing is the child in Emily's womb.

While listening to her describe her dream about the castle.

Roger has had a lot of guesswork.

But none of the most outrageous of them include a possible reincarnation of Emily being pregnant with Veran...

I think of the day when I chopped up the life box of the remnant soul under the poplar tree.

"Will you not send Wei Lan's remnant soul to be reincarnated successfully?"

Roger looks at the baby in Emily's womb.

I can't help but want to strike first.

But he couldn't bear to hurt innocent Emily.

At the moment, I can only sigh deeply.

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That night.

To appease Emily.

Roger simply stayed with her for the night.

The latter went from blushing at the beginning, to crying while covering his face, and finally to a numb expression.

This series of changes made Roger feel a little distressed.

I know this is just a historical figure.

But this strong sense of reality still affects his emotions.

It's half past midnight.

Emily hugged Roger gently.

Breathing like blue in his ear:

"I don't want to give birth as a virgin..."

The faint words made Roger's heart tremble.

Look at Emily's sad eyes.

Roger almost relented—

After all, he has accompanied rich women many times in this world.

The big deal is "Skip"!

However, the girl's next sentence made him lose interest——

"Besides, a child can't live without a father."

Roger held her down:

"Sorry."

"I can't be his dad."

He thought that if it really happened, the relationship would be too complicated.

Emily asked suspiciously:

"How do you know it's him and not her?"

"If I have to have a child, I want a little princess!"

Roger scratched his head:

"It's hard to explain."

"You don't need an explanation."

Emily rushed over enthusiastically as if she had changed her mind:

"Just do me a favor!"

Right now.

Time seemed to suddenly stand still a little.

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"It's the hardest thing to endure the grace of a beautiful woman, in the face of Emily's embrace, please choose——

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Option 1: Help her fulfill her wish. After all, giving birth as a virgin is indeed contrary to human relations, and you can also play the role of father in advance.

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Option 2: Push her away and tell her that the person you love the most is your wife, which can set up a loyal character for you.

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Option 3: Help her in other ways (please imagine specific means).

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Option 4: Customize"

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"Gan!"

"What about my high-dimensional perspective?"

"I usually brush my presence every day, but don't come out to give information at critical moments?"

Roger's head hurts badly.

According to common sense.

Of course he would refuse Emily's excessive request without hesitation!

After all, he was barely a decent man.

But this time.

I don't know why.

He always has a premonition deep in his heart——

Perhaps it would be a better choice to lend a helping hand to the lost girl.

"What should I do?"

Watch the 60-second countdown for the choice.

Roger is caught in a dilemma.

But at this time.

A voice full of bewitching and instigation sounded in his ear:

"Promise her!"

"Promise her!"

"Trust me, you must promise her!"

Roger was taken aback.

That's...

Lanwell's voice!

Although the voice soon disappeared without a trace.

But Roger was still in a cold sweat.

"He wants to hurt me?"

"No..."

"If Emily's womb is Vilan, then Ramwell can't be Vilan!"

"There can't be two Verans, right?"

Roger was very upset.

This is the first time he has been caught in such a mystery!

Perhaps it has something to do with demons.

He feels that his style of acting is a little different from himself.

He began to settle his thoughts and asked himself:

"I want to follow my heart."

"Excluding all external interference, what would I do under normal circumstances?"

"It wasn't a very difficult choice..."

Roger's heart calmed down.

What happens next is naturally a matter of course——

He politely declined Emily's request for sex.

He told her.

After tomorrow's ceremony.

It's time to figure it out.

The child in her womb may not be real.

It could also be some kind of vision of spiritism.

To this.

Emily is very disappointed.

She pushed Roger away with some resentment.

Then he left his hut quietly and alone.

Before leaving.

Roger also heard her whisper:

"Isn't that okay?"

"Woooooo..."

"Sure enough, I still have too many freckles on my face."

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After Emily leaves.

Roger simply didn't sleep.

In the middle of the night.

He was hanging out in the village.

He's looking for Lanwell's trail.

But it all failed in the end.

This guy seems to have evaporated.

This makes Roger suspect that the voice he hears when faced with a choice is actually his own voice.

That time.

It is normal for people to be awake.

Soon it was dawn.

Sandy successfully completed the task that Roger had previously assigned.

After the two meet.

He went straight to the mountain.

…

On the Castle Bridge in the early morning.

Water vapor is suffocating.

A shadow standing like a pine tree took root there early.

That person is naturally the housekeeper Medog.

"You came too early."

Medog said to Roger.

Roger looked at the man and woman beside him and couldn't help but smile:

"Aren't they earlier?"

Victor smiled and greeted Roger.

Emily looked at him angrily.

"It seems you are all in a hurry."

"I can understand your feelings."

Medog said in a relaxed tone:

"But the time is not yet... However, we can go to the vestibule to pick up weapons first."

Said.

He waved at the three of them.

Then turned around and walked towards the castle gate:

"Come with me."

A group of three walks across the arched bridge in the early morning mist.

When arriving at the city gate.

The inspiration of the three people throbbed.

The moment.

They seem to have arrived at another place from the projection of the spiritual world.

A place... totally irrelevant to this side of the world!

"I can't feel the existence of the spirit world anymore."

Emily murmured uneasily.

Roger nodded.

He had a worried look on his face.

But my heart is full of joy!

…

"Hint: You have entered the 'Land of Desolation'. This is the dead end of the gods. Any actions you make here will not cause abnormal values ​​to increase."

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"Warning: The dangers of the Dead Land are extremely high, and there are some existences active here that even the native gods of the historical world dare not spy on..."

…

Calmly read these two lines of information.

Roger draws his attention and vigilance straight to the full.

This Weilun Castle is indeed unusual.

Such a high risk is almost equivalent to "plot kill" to normal people.

Good thing.

He still has a hole card.

Thought so.

He couldn't help but gently touched the dozen or so cloth pockets he had just equipped this morning.

After confirming that Sandy's collection is still there.

He was relieved to move on.

…

They passed through the forbidding gates one after the other.

Came to the forecourt of the castle.

There used to be a garden here, but it's long gone.

In the center of the vestibule is a statue of the Old Ones.

The face of the statue is blurred.

But below is the name of the Old One.

The western vestibule has three rows of weapon racks.

It's a collection of colorful, exciting weapons on display!

"It's Wrath of the Lion King! "

At this time.

Victor couldn't help exclaiming when he saw a primitive epee.

Roger and Emily's eyes were drawn to them.

Among the three.

Victor is clearly the most knowledgeable.

He can count the best items on the weapon rack like a treasure.

After listening to his introduction.

Only then did Roger know that the weapons here are all famous epic weapons in the historical world!

Even the worst one.

Putting it on the black market of psychics could also cause a bloodbath!

Not to mention there are so many here.

…

"You mean...we are free to choose?"

Victor looked at Motuo with a look of disbelief.

The latter smiled peacefully:

"One person can only choose one."

"This is the reward of the ancients for your courage."

"In addition, these blessed weapons may come to your aid at a critical time."

Hear this.

Instead, Victor fell silent.

He suddenly looked at Roger.

Don't speak.

"He's such a thief old boy."

Roger cursed inwardly.

Everyone is smart.

He knew exactly what was on Victor's mind.

Don't you just don't want to be the first bird?

It's all here anyway.

Roger wasn't ready to continue to hide and tuck.

So I said directly what Victor wanted to ask but was afraid to ask:

"Can I not choose a weapon then?"

As soon as the words came out.

Mo Tuo's expression was slightly embarrassed.

He said with a serious expression:

"It's a tradition."

"So those who follow the tradition are dead."

Emily Crisp interjects:

"Does the rules of the game state that you can't enter the castle without a weapon?"

Mo Tuo pondered:

"It can be..."

"Then I don't want it!"

The three said in unison.

“…”

"As you wish."

Said.

Mo Tuo walked away with a dark face.

…

A moment later.

Next to the weapon rack.

"Share your observations? Dr. Victor?"

Roger spoke first.

His meaning is also very clear. If you want to be shy, I will help you, but you have to pay something, right?

Fortunately, Victor is also a man of interest.

He immediately said:

"These weapons are projections of the spirit world."

"In other words, their bodies are now in the spirit world - this is actually a very reasonable thing, but the problem is that we can't communicate with the spirit world here, so these weapons are very problematic."

"If things are abnormal, there must be something strange."

"Say more."

"How can there be such a good thing as giving a blessing weapon before the final assessment? This is too fake."

Emily said:

"I think these weapons are more like some kind of decoy."

"Of course, this is just my personal intuition."

"As of last night, my personal intuition was 100% accurate."

Said.

She gave Roger a blank look.

The latter pretended not to see it.

Now that both have expressed their opinions.

Roger continued following their words:

"Actually, I was mainly thinking about one thing—"

"Why are they still using such an obvious trap repeatedly..."

"The castle game has been going on for so many years. Is it difficult to update the conspiracy methods?"

Hear this.

Victor can't help but speak meaningfully:

"Probably unnecessary."

"Maybe it's too lazy to change."

"Who knows what the higher-ups think? Maybe they think it's enough to eat us."

The three briefly talked for a while.

Soon.

Mo Tuo faintly appeared behind the three of them.

"It's time."

His voice was hoarse and low.

Meanwhile.

Deep inside the castle.

There are bursts of bells.

With a cane, Medog drew a one-person-high rectangle on the dark gate leading to the interior of the castle from the vestibule.

The next moment.

He fluttered open the door.

A dark corridor was revealed in front of everyone.

The corridor leads to an unknown place.

The thick darkness blocks all prying eyes.

"The treasure of the old is there, and you must enter alone."

"You discuss the order."

"Who goes first?"

Medog asked.

The three looked at each other.

Next second.

Roger took out the "blasphemy moon" and pointed it at Motuo's forehead, and said calmly:

"You go first."

Looking at the dark muzzle.

Mo Tuo laughed instead of angry:

"It's ignorant and arrogant..."

"I've put up with you for a long time!"

"If you weren't really the best bait, you would have been smashed to pieces..."

Bang!

Roger was too lazy to listen to his beep.

Shoot directly.

When it is.

The bullet of the Blasphemy Moon flew past and swept past Motuo's forehead.

But no blood splattered.

Instead, a thousand layers of phantoms are aroused!

"A mob that doesn't even count as a named person!"

"Who gave your confidence to be presumptuous in front of me!"

The long-suppressed roar exploded from the sky above the vestibule.

In an instant.

A shadow more than three meters long spreads and grows from below the "Statue of the Ancients".

Eventually the statue is completely covered!

"The old one is a piece of shit!"

"I am..."

"Longevity!"

The black shadow that Medog turned into twisted like the most terrifying devil like a snake!

His features are hideous and twisted.

The contours of the face are covered with flamboyant tentacles and spikes.

"Now I'll give you one last chance!"

"Obviously line up and roll in, maybe you can escape."

"Or..."

"Dead!"

An unprecedented pressure came down like an avalanche.

Roger felt only a surge of inspiration.

The moment.

His heart was beating fast!

on the data bar.

…

"Hint: You encountered the 'Longevity Medog' (knife/furnace/time/unknown)"

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"Inspiration: You realize that the combat power of the immortals is above 6 stars"

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"It turns out that above the ancients are the immortals..."

Roger nodded thoughtfully.

Now he puts down his pistol.

Raise your left hand.

asked with a chuckle:

"Since you are an immortal, you shouldn't mind if I interrupt your pretending time?"

The voice fell.

He snapped his fingers softly!

That moment.

Time stands still!

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"Hint: You used 'Psychic: Time'"

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"Time is still: lasts 0.2 seconds, affects creature 216311 (human 3/longevity 1/ant 216307), and deducts about 50 days of lifespan"

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"Hint: You have been in the historical world for more than 5 years"

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"The first seal is opening..."

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"The seal has been lifted, your combat power has been raised to 6 stars, and your body is being historicized..."

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"Break the Seal: You can select 1/10 of the optional items from your list of feats, skills, and other abilities to historicize and obtain additional effects that match this world"

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"You can choose from 1/10 of your storage items to historicize and get extra effects that fit this world"

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"You can..."

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A flood of information flashed before Roger's eyes.

He ticked a wave casually.

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"Hint: You restore 100% of your spell resistance"

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"Historical effect: Your psychic resistance is treated as 100%, and you will ignore blows below the stack's main level due to your forbidden spell resistance"

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"Hint: You have recovered 100% of your Fortitude, 20 Constitution, 25 Strength, and Power Authority"

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"Historical effect: Your health has broken through to 9 stars!"

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"You became the first person in the historical world to get 9-star health, and you got a new milestone: ★★★★★★★★★"

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"★★★★★★★★★: It's too long, it's too long, I can't draw it anymore"

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"Corresponding title: Hei Changzhi (active aura 'confusion' when wearing it)"

…

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"Storage items: You took out the red moon, invisible sword, phoenix mecha, dragon ring, cow staff..."

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0.2 seconds elapsed in a blink of an eye.

In the horrified eyes of the Eternal.

A mecha that was comparable to the city wall suddenly fell from the sky and smashed into the center of the vestibule!

Crunchy.

The mech is warmed up.

The Vulcan Cannon, Kaleidoscope and Denglong Sword in the weapon module are facing him coldly.

On the right hand side of Medog.

There is a guy who looks exactly like Roger.

He holds the red moon, his eyes are like a dead thing.

He was looking at Medog as if he was staring at his prey.

Mo Tuo swallowed subconsciously.

Next.

He looks to the left—

However, there was nothing on his left hand.

Until a second before the invisible sword draped over his neck.

He thought so.

…

"I'm different from you, but I can understand why you are so confident in front of me."

"The longevity..."

"It sounds really bluffing."

Above the vestibule.

Roger stretched out, and the smile on his face gradually subsided:

"Now, can you take the first one?"

Mo Tuo trembled all over.

He seemed to be taken aback by the sudden change in front of him.

Until Roger stabbed him several times with the invisible sword.

He cried out in pain!

"No no no..."

"It's impossible! It's impossible! How can you have such a powerful force!"

Motuo murmured as if waking up from a dream:

"You...don't you..."

"Are you really Lord Weilan?"

Speaking of which.

As if he had found a life-saving straw, he suddenly shouted hysterically:

"I recognize the smell..."

"Really you are back?"

"Don't kill me!"

"It wasn't me who betrayed you back then!"

Roger frowned~IndoMTL.com~ How did this guy mistake himself for Veran?

The breath...

He couldn't help but glance at Emily next to him.

The latter looked overly surprised.

"Is it the smell of the child in her arms, or is it because I killed the remnant that day?"

Thinking about it.

Roger simply put his finger on the line.

asked calmly:

"Oh?"

"Then tell me, which disciple betrayed me?"

Just above the relief in the corner of the castle's vestibule.

Engraved dining scene of "Whelan and His Seven Disciples".

Roger's eyes fell on those figures because of this.

Next second.

But I heard Mo Tuo hesitantly answer:

"This..."

"Shouldn't you be asking -- which disciple did not betray you?"

Huh?

Hear this.

The Rogers are stupid.

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