Erotic dreams are psychological activities that everyone will inevitably experience during their restless adolescence.
It originates from the normal physiological response of adolescents as their bodies mature.
It's just that Wanda has been living in a precarious state before, so his nerves have been in a state of high tension for a long time, and he has no thoughts about this.
But now that my life has become a little more stable, I have finally begun to inevitably have some fantasies about the opposite sex like most normal people of the same age.
When she woke up the next morning and recalled her dream last night, her face suddenly turned red, revealing a hint of shyness in her embarrassment.
After taking a simple bath and changing his underwear from beginning to end, Wanda walked to the living room and found that his brother had already made breakfast and was sitting in his own place drinking milk.
"You look good. How was yesterday's date? Is there any progress?" Quicksilver deliberately pretended to be casual and tried.
Although the two of them have always maintained a lukewarm attitude, he still cares and cares about his only relative in this world.
"Yeah! Although the first half is a little bit bad, the second half is great." Wanda showed a sweet smile like a pregnant girl.
Not only that, she just sent several messages to Allen via her mobile phone to greet each other good morning.
The feeling of intimacy is like eating honey, and the smell of "love" is exuded all over the body.
Quicksilver undoubtedly noticed this, and immediately shook his head helplessly, and then asked, "Then what are your plans next?"
"You mean a second date? I'm thinking about it. But it's not easy to ask Allen out. And I found that ordinary dating methods are not suitable for him."
Wanda said as he put a fried egg and two pieces of bacon on his plate, plus a piece of toast.
Finished with a glass of fresh orange juice.
Apparently, that was all she had for breakfast.
Since today is the weekend, there is no need to rush to school and you can enjoy it slowly.
"What do you mean that ordinary dating methods are not suitable for him?" Quicksilver's eyes flashed with confusion and confusion.
Because when he met the two of them in the restaurant last night, he could clearly see that the relationship between the two was much closer than before.
Especially the action of my elder sister holding Allen's arm was unimaginable before.
After all, during the time when Sky City was undergoing devil training, Quicksilver had never seen any woman dare to do that to Allen.
"How do you say it?" Wanda finished the omelette as quickly as possible, picked up the cup and took a sip of orange juice. "His way of thinking, interests and hobbies are very different from ordinary people. Do you remember the movie I went to see yesterday? He couldn't feel the warmth and laughter at all, he just felt bored."
"Oh? Then he can bear to watch it with you!" Quicksilver's eyes widened in surprise.
"No! He didn't have the patience to watch it with me. Instead, when the movie started, his consciousness left his body and went to an unknown place." Wanda shrugged with a wry smile.
"Hahahaha! Well, this is the Allen I know." Quicksilver couldn't help laughing too.
Soon, the twins' breakfast time ended with this relaxed and pleasant conversation.
Since the two have been dependent on each other for so many years, they have already had a tacit understanding with each other.
No one asked any personal privacy questions.
For example, the small gang between Quicksilver and Peter·Parker, or whether Wanda and Allen had any kissing or other intimate behaviors.
After breakfast, the twins quickly went their separate ways.
Quicksilver put on his backpack, ran directly to the place agreed with his friends, and started building his own Secret Base in an old abandoned warehouse.
Wanda enrolled himself in a beauty and body shaping training class, intending to increase his temperament and femininity through this method.
She had no idea that this was completely useless.
Instead of wasting time and energy on this, it is better to exercise your Chaos Magic more.
At the same time, far away in the Sky City training ground of Azerath Universe, Allen was holding a sword that could be called a magic weapon, and was practicing swordsmanship with Artoria.
Since both of them were experienced masters in combat, and their reaction speeds were frighteningly fast, many Guardians and residents came to watch the battle.
Although none of them used any Superpowers, and simply relied on physical strength for offense and defense, the huge sonic boom that was generated instantly was still heard.
Almost every swing of the sword is inevitably accompanied by strong airflow and a destructive shock wave.
In just a few minutes, the entire training ground environment was completely destroyed.
In order to prevent the space from fragmenting, some Guardians began to reinforce and upgrade the surrounding magic protection.
"It's really scary! What incredible levels can be achieved just by relying on pure strength, speed, reaction and swordsmanship. I really don't know how terrible damage these two adults will cause to the surroundings when they go all out." A Guardians couldn't help but exclaimed.
"Gareth, you are also a master of swordsmanship. Tell me, who is better in swordsmanship, Lord Allen or Artoria?" Another Guardians asked very curiously.
The middle-aged man named Gareth obviously has the bloodline of Giants. He looks more than three meters tall, with explosive muscles all over his body. He wears an armor made of dragon scales and carries a rough Claymore engraved with runes behind his back.
As the most powerful swordsman in Sky City Guardians, he once killed a Horde Allied Forces composed of fifty thousand desert Warriors with just one person, and he was not even touched by the opponent from the beginning to the end.
Notice!
This is not like the Guardians in Ainz and Great Tomb of Nazarick, which relies on its level far beyond the natives to prevent the opponent's attacks from breaking through the defense at all.
He relies on pure swordsmanship and killing skills, making it impossible for his opponent's weapons to touch him.
Although the end result is the same, it means two completely different realms.
Watching the battle between Allen and Artoria that was so fast that the naked eye could hardly capture it, Gareth thought for a moment and immediately commented from a very professional perspective, "If it were just pure swordsmanship, Artoria should be slightly stronger. Because she has a very solid foundation, and the use of two-handed swords has also reached the point of perfection. But to In addition to other aspects, such as experience, prediction and reaction, Master Allen is obviously much stronger. I believe you should also know how powerful Master Allen's hegemony is, otherwise even the slightest hint of intention will be sensed immediately."
"Observation Haki? But I clearly didn't feel that Lord Allen used Haki?" Guardians, who had spoken before, looked puzzled.
"No, you are wrong. Lord Allen's Observation Haki has been trained to the point where it will automatically function even if it does not need to be activated. After all, his mind Spiritual Power is so powerful that he can even predict everything that will happen in the next few seconds." Gareth explained meaningfully.
As we all know, Observation Haki is a combat technique that relies on greatly enhancing the senses to sense the breath and emotional changes of surrounding creatures, so as to predict and avoid danger.
Therefore, when a person's heart Spiritual Power is strong enough, Observation Haki's power will inevitably rise in a straight line.
On the training ground, Artoria's ferocious attacks failed again and again, which is the best proof.
In comparison, Allen's counterattack looks light and unremarkable at all.
But every time, Artoria was in a hurry, and even had to retreat to avoid it.
"So... do you think Lord Allen will win this swordsmanship competition?" Guardian Steward Edna·Bevin asked with great interest.
Gareth smiled and shook his head, "To be exact, Lord Allen has already won. It's just that he doesn't plan to pick the fruits of victory just yet. To be honest, with his pre-reading and reaction speed, it even makes me feel that swordsmanship and skills are meaningless."
"Yes! Only by standing opposite Lord Allen in person can you deeply feel the despairing power." Guardians, another melee professional, sighed.
Just as a few people were talking, the situation on the training ground suddenly changed.
Allen, who was originally just passively parrying and counterattacking, suddenly seemed to switch from Defense Stance to a violent posture, waving the long sword in his hand at an extremely fast speed.
Although this crazy attack looks messy and disorganized, it gives people a overwhelming momentum.
Although Artoria tried his best to parry and dodge, he was still unable to hold on this round. The golden two-handed sword in his hand was knocked to the ground with a bang, and he was half-kneeling on the ground, breathing heavily.
Sweat dripped down his cheeks, and his green eyes showed unconcealable shock.
After a full minute, she couldn't help but ask, "What kind of swordsmanship did you use just now? It's so powerful!"
"Like Haki and Devil Fruit, they all come from an interesting world where One Piece is everywhere. In that world, swordsmen prefer to cultivate their own momentum rather than pure skills. Through the combination of Haki and momentum, a unique fighting method was born. How about it? It feels uncomfortable to be overwhelmed by this momentum, right?"
Allen casually threw the weapon onto the shelf and stretched out his hand to pull Saber up from the ground.
"It's really uncomfortable. Is there any information about this swordsmanship school in the library?" Artoria stroked his hair, which was wet with sweat and stuck to his cheeks, with strong curiosity in his eyes.
She obviously didn't care much about being defeated in the swordsmanship competition.
Because starting from Fourth Holy Grail War, she has never truly defeated Allen once.
But One Piece World's swordsmanship, which was about to gain momentum, opened a whole new door for him.
Different from the skill-based swordsmanship taught by his teacher, Britain Sword Saint and chief Magus Merlin, the momentum of this swordsmanship can make the opponent feel unable to match it at the moment of attack, thus gaining a psychological advantage.
As long as it is used well, it is possible to defeat the weak with the strong.
Allen smiled and nodded, "Of course! It's on bookshelf No. 12, on the third floor from bottom to top, fifth from right to left. In addition, there are some parts about ninja swordsmanship nearby. But I don't think you will like the kind of swordsmanship that emphasizes surprise attacks and assassinations."
"Thank you! I'm going to take a shower first and then I'll check it out."
Artoria is undoubtedly a man of action. Without saying anything, he turned around and walked towards the bathroom not far away.
Due to the strenuous exercise, the clothes she was wearing were already soaked with sweat, and they stuck tightly to her skin, which was very uncomfortable.
I desperately want to take it off and soak my whole body in hot water.
Allen on the other side spent most of the time on defense and counterattack, so he didn't sweat at all. He just washed his hands and face by the fountain nearby, and then asked Guardian Steward standing in front of him directly, "How is the current situation of "Darkhold"?"
Edna·Bevin quickly replied, ""Darkhold" is still within our monitoring range, and no suspicious people are approaching for the time being. What, do you plan to let us take it back?"
"That's right! Take it back. But don't touch the book, let alone open it. Put on this glove and put it directly into the sealed container. Remember! You must let the low-level Undead Creatures without any intelligence do this. Otherwise, the book is likely to read the mind of the person who touches it."
As he spoke, Allen took out a black glove made of energy-like silk threads from his trouser pocket.
You don't need to ask to know that these gloves are made of Shadow Energy from Twisted Void.
Specifically designed to deal with Pluto Hisoka's ubiquitous detection ability.
"I understand! I will let the undead Archmage take the low-level Undead to carry out this task, and there will be absolutely no mistakes."
Edna·Bevin obviously realized the seriousness of the problem and quickly gave a solemn guarantee.
"Very good! Then hurry up and get ready. After I figure out the secret of dimension Demon God from Dormammu, it will be Sithorn and the Vishanti's turn. Whether it is the source of Dark Magic or the source of White Magic, they will become the nourishment for me to become stronger."
When saying these words, Allen's eyes flashed with a chilling light.
Compared with other unimportant things, he is most interested in things that can directly improve his personal strength.
Soon, following Edna·Bevin's order, several powerful Guardianss were dispatched collectively to protect one Undead Archmage and six low-level Undeads who were cannon fodder, and set out for the old house where "Darkhold" was stored.
Also taken away were the glove and the sealed container made by Allen.