Sharok smiled coldly and said sarcastically: "I haven't forgotten who I am, but I only know that I am now staying in the territory of the God Realm, and... it is the permission of you, the God God."

"You..." Ya couldn't bear it anymore and was about to take action. Suddenly his wrist was pulled. When he looked back, Robben, who had a wry smile on his face, got up from the ground and was pulling himself tightly.

"Tait, this is a misunderstanding. Don't be excited, I can explain..."

Robben didn't say that, it was okay. After saying this, Ya was even more furious. She shook her hand fiercely and pointed at Robben and shouted: "Go to me before noon. I have something to discuss with you! If you dare to do such a disgusting thing again!" Ya pulled out his long sword and waved it between Robben's legs, "I'll cut off your thing!"

Robben's face suddenly turned pale, "Uh...this...this is a misunderstanding!"

Ya didn't have the heart to listen to Robben's explanation. Now every second I stay here makes Ya feel that her anger is constantly rising. She glared at Robben fiercely. Ya threw a pile of things out of her ring and hit Robben himself. She turned around and left, "I'm ready for what you want. It's best not to ask me any more! Humph!"

The angry teeth almost pulled off the thick curtains of the tent and left, leaving Robben with a bitter face and Sharoke who was a little annoyed.

"Brother. Ignore her, this woman must be abnormal." As soon as Ya left, Sharock immediately smiled happily and leaned over Luo himself and hugged Roben's neck. He looked stingy, as if he was looking for an opportunity to take advantage of it.

Robben smiled bitterly, "My sister...you killed me!"

Sharoke immediately said bitterly: "Sister, why did you harm you? Do you like you... That woman comes to disrupt the situation! Do you think that woman is more serious than your sister?"

Robben could only sigh, but he couldn't answer such questions...

He gently pushed Sharoke's body that was too close to him, and Robben begged and said, "Sister, should you let me go first? I have sent me what I want, I need to sort it out first."

Sharoke said reluctantly and a little embarrassedly: "Brother, is it because my sister did something wrong? Do you hate my sister?"

"No..." Robben was quite helpless about Sharoke now. "I will explain this to Ya, but... Let me go now, I want to prepare some things. Sister, your recovery has just begun. Ya has prepared some materials for me, and I am going to use a powerful magic array."

"Oh..." Sharock then slowly let go of Robben and looked at what Robben was in his hand. "What has that woman prepared?"

After taking one of the small bags, Sharok couldn't help but look surprised. The bag contained a small handful of fine dust, which still shone brightly under the light that was not very bright in the tent, and looked very beautiful.

"Still the sand! So much! This is a rare magic material? Brother... you won't get it by selling yourself, right?" Sharock stared at Robben with wide eyes.

Robben scratched his head helplessly, "I said, sister, don't think too much. I borrowed this from her. I still have to pay it back if I have the chance in the future."

"Also?" Sharok turned his suspicious eyes around Luo himself, put the small bag of mixed sand into Robben's hand, picked up a small box, opened it, and looked surprised again, "Brother! Are you really going to sell yourself? What's going on with this obsidian?"

Robben pinched his forehead, simply ignored Sharok, who was full of strange thoughts, squatted down and rolled up the carpet on the ground, and drew a magic circle without saying a word.

Seeing this, Sharok approached Luo himself and squatted down, whispering: "Brother... are you angry?"

Robben sighed softly, a little amused and crying. Sharock's tone was completely unaware of how to deal with it.

"Sister, I'm trying to recover for you. Don't bother me now, okay..."

Sharok blinked and put the box containing obsidian in his hand next to Luo himself, "Okay, that sister won't speak."

The tent suddenly became quiet, Robben was drawing a magic circle, and Sharok looked at it without saying a word, looking...

Quiet... Quiet is a little weird...

Robben stopped again, "Sister...you say something..."

Immediately, Sharok hit him with a pink fist. "You damn little bastard! Don't let your sister speak out, and ask your sister to say something. What do you want?"

"Hmph!" Sharock hurried Robben, and he turned his face away from him in anger, but he still squatted beside Robben, without moving.

Robben scratched his head, "Sister... let's not be so strange, just like before..."

"It's not like a glance from the past." Sharock replied angrily, and then ignored Robben.

Robben had no choice but to draw a magic circle while saying, "Actually... I don't like my sister, it's just..."

"Really!" Sharock immediately turned his head, his face full of surprise. Before Robben finished speaking, he immediately hooked Robben's neck excitedly and laughed: "Sister, you know that you, a little pervert, will not let your sister go! Well... Where can you find a beauty like your sister? What a little bastard! It hurts that my sister thought she was old and had a bad temperament. Her charm was gone, hahahaha..."

"Hey... sister, let me go first, my neck is about to break..." Robben said with difficulty.

"Yeah!" He let Robben go happily. Sharock squatted on the ground next to Robben, looking at Robben's magic circle and said with a smile, "Brother. What are you drawing? It's still so ugly, haha... Brother... Who did you learn magic from? Your magic teacher has been angry to death by you! Haha! If my student draws such an ugly magic circle, I will definitely be angry to death and come back to life. Take a look at this magic circle again. Thanks to the magic circle you learned from me, otherwise even if I don't get angry to death, I will be embarrassed to death..."

Sharoke was in a good mood and said all the way, and Robben couldn't find a place to interrupt.

Suddenly, Sharoke leaned into Robben's ear and whispered mysteriously and excitedly: "Brother, although my sister's soul has been lost, the rest can be returned to its full state as long as it recovers slightly. Take out my sister's body. Sister has her own body, hehehe..." As she said, Sharoke looked at you with an understanding expression and poked Robben gently with her arm.

Robben had the urge to cry. It would be strange if Queen Bereth woke up this time if she didn't kill herself...

"This...hehe!" Robben coughed a few times, "Sister, I have to say something to you."

"Oh!" Sharoke was a little surprised, and immediately thought of something and became serious. "Yeah... Sister knows, do you have some special hobbies? Just tell your sister, you will remember it. Well... Sister is actually very weak, don't be too rough..."

Robben felt dizzy...

"That... sister, actually... this is a misunderstanding."

Sharoke's expression froze slightly, "Misunderstanding...what, what misunderstanding?"

"Sister..." Robben opened his mouth, as if he wanted to explain something, but he felt that he couldn't say anything. After trying it a few times, he still couldn't say a word, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Brother...what do you want to say?" Sharock asked nervously at Robben.

Robben stopped, turned around and looked at Sharoke, gently pulled her hand, held it firmly, and said seriously and forcefully: "Sister, everything is over, really... there is no need to think about it anymore. When you go back to the human continent with your younger brother, there will be many people who care about you, and there will be many people who love you. A new life is waiting for my sister, everything will be fine. My sister will not be the only one in her world, but I will always be by my side."

Sharoke was stunned and stared at Robben blankly. The smile on his face was nervous and shocked... all disappeared completely, leaving only a hole.

Robben continued, "Sister, be strong, there are still many things waiting for us to do, and..."

He stretched out his hand and gently stroked Sharoke's face. Robben said with a smile: "Even if my sister is not like this, my brother will always care about it and protect my lovely sister."

Shrok suddenly sobbed, and tears in his eyes flowed uncontrollably to Robben's hands.

With a "wow", Sharoke cried and hugged Robben, crying with great sadness...

"Cry...Cry..." Robben comforted Sharock and gently shook her body, "Just cry... Everything will be fine.

Sharoke seemed to have countless grievances, countless indescribable pain, countless panic and helplessness. Holding Robben, she cried so hard that her voice was hoarse and powerless, and she could no longer cry...

Holding Robben's shoulders, Sharock's head pressed against Robben's chest. His shoulders were trembling, although his voice was hoarse, tears were still flowing down...

Robben sighed and raised his hand to gently wipe Sharoke's tears, "Sister... Forget what happened in the past... My brother will take you to the new world. Go to the place where my sister likes, believe me, okay?"

"Um... um!" Sharok nodded vigorously, tears still falling.

"Okay, be good... don't cry, I'm going to draw a magic circle. You see, you've made my magic circle cry, I'm going to re-draw it." Robben whispered to comfort him while wiping Sharoke's tears.

Sharoke let go of Robben, wiping his tears hard while stopping crying, but tears still kept pouring out...

Robben gently touched Sharoke's neck, and the soft light penetrated into her skin. Sharoke's voice suddenly recovered. He choked in a low voice, as if he was a child.

Robben smiled helplessly, painted the magic circle that had been wet with the magic pattern by tears, and started to portray it again.

Soon, Sharok stopped crying and his eyes were swollen. Seeing Robben beginning to concentrate on drawing magic circles, he ignored him, pouted as if he was wronged, and moved a little distance to the side. He turned his head to Robben's shoulders toward him.

Robben turned his head and looked at Sharoke who seemed to be leaning on a soft chair, and said helplessly: "Sister, stay for a while. It's not a child."

"Sister wants to rely on you..." Sharock had no intention of getting out of the way. Robben had to ignore it and continued to carefully draw his own magic circle.

"Brother, sister finally knows why so many women like you." Sharok suddenly said.

"Is that?" Robben didn't care. "I don't know why, ah... Maybe I'm too bad. I thought that having a woman who likes me was so happy that she was going to die. I must cherish it and not let her down. But before I knew it, there were already many wives around me. Sometimes I think about it, I'm really sorry for them. Even so, I can't be by their side. I still have to worry about me and take risks for me."

Sharoke put his chin on Robben's shoulder and said softly: "So you are really not a good man... you don't even have time to accompany your wife."

"Ah..." Robben nodded, "So I look forward to the future. In any case, I want to create a suitable world and a suitable home for everyone to survive. I don't want to participate in these revenge and fights that will never stop. I just want to live quietly with everyone and accompany them every day. This is enough. Gods, demons, and other races conflicts of interest, and they don't want to worry about them."

Sharoke sniffed gently, as if sniffing Robben's smell, and said with a smile: "So... even so, someone still likes you and is willing to give and sacrifice for you. My brother is a perfect and good man."

Robben smiled, "It's okay, no matter how good or bad, I'm like this. I just want everyone to live a peaceful life."

"Then... can you bring your sister with you?"

Robben was stunned.

"Sister found out that I really like you a little."

"Uh... sister, now is not the time to joke..." Robben was a little helpless.

"Well... no." Sharoke's tone was light and serious, "If my sister wanted to marry you, would you marry her?"

Robben was stunned and could not answer.

Sharoke sighed disappointed, "It's true that I don't know... The difference between my sister and the ideal woman in your heart may be a little bigger."

Robben scratched his head in distress, but he still didn't know what to say. This time... Sharoke seemed to be very serious.

Sharok sighed slightly, "We miserable women... Although they are very glorious on the surface, they actually have hundreds or thousands of times more pain than ordinary people. This is not the pain of hunger and cold, but the eternal torture and struggle in the soul. They will never die of hunger and coldness in their lives. However,... they are always tortured to want to go crazy and die, haha... who is more sad than those poor people who die of cold and hunger on the roadside?"

Holding up a trace of his hair that had become dry, Sharok said with slightest, "You can obtain the true feelings of the world and warm the emptiness that you will never be able to fill in your heart. This... is what we want most."

His cheeks gently rubbed against Robben's shoulder, Sharoke was extremely melancholy, "Brother... why are you so sincere and friendly to others? Do you know... It's hard to refuse and not to be nostalgic. In this life, no one has been so accommodating to his sister, giving to his sister, making his sister cry, and making his sister laugh... He can understand his sister's pain, and is willing to accompany his sister when she needs it..."

As he said that, there was a little mist in Sharoke's eyes, "Sister is also a flesh-and-blood woman..."

Robben had to stop the movements in his hand and gently pat Sharoke on the shoulder, "Sister... you have never come into contact with someone other than the nobles. In fact,... the little people can understand the pain of others better. This is why I seem to be kind, and..."

He raised his head and said sadly: "Maybe people who cannot resolve the pain in their hearts will be easier to understand the other person."

Sharoke calmed down a little and said softly: "Brother... did you come here from another world?"

"Ah..." Robben smiled, "But... that seems to be a very distant thing, so it's better not to say it."

"Do you want to go home?"

Robben's fingers that wanted to continue drawing the magic circle paused, smiled, and did not answer, and continued to draw his own magic circle.

“Is it difficult?”
To be continued...