"Ugh." At the dinner table, Ashmida's expression was calm, but his heart was not calm at all, the reason was that the eyes of Signor adoring and the eyes of Weta who wanted to cut people, as well as the suspicious eyes of the wind and fox, all shot at him, which made him Yali Mountain.

"Oops, although I know that Xiao A's charm is very high, but I didn't expect to put up the flag so soon, it's terrible!" The wind looked back and forth at Signor and Ashmida with a suspicious face, and looked at Signor looking at Ashmida with a look of adoration, and knew that Signor had been put up a flag, and in the words of galgame, the favorability value was already above 80. The wind secretly clenched his fist, Xiao Ah is hers! She won't give it to others, so she has to step up her offensive!

"Little Ah, come, ah~~" Ashmida seemed to be thinking about something when he saw the disease, and after thinking for a while, he seemed to have figured it out, and actually sandwiched a piece of hamburger steak to Ashmida's mouth and wanted to feed Ashmida.

"Uh, Wind, I'll just do it myself." Ashmida was in a cold sweat, although he was killed by his daughter (?) It's nice to feed, but forget about the crowd.

"Xiaoah, ah~~" The wind persevered to maintain the movement.

"Alas, okay, ah~" Ashmida sighed helplessly, opened his mouth and ate the hamburger steak.

"Hee-hee." Swift Wind saw Ashmida eat the hamburger steak and grinned as he continued to eat.

"You kid, really." Ashmida smiled helplessly, and reached out to take off the rice grains that had stuck to the side of the wind's mouth.

"Are we being ignored?" ×3, Signor, Shamal, and Weta looked at Ashmida who released the aura of loving father in front of him and the wind that released the aura of paternal control, and helplessly supported his forehead. What? Is there another person in the Knights of the Storm? Zafira? Eat under the table, that dog=. =

"Come on, you have just come to this world, yesterday's ones can only be regarded as snacks, and I forgot to prepare your lunch box at noon, I'm really sorry, you can eat more for dinner." Ashmida looked embarrassed to pick up vegetables for the others again and again, he only cared about preparing bento for the wind at noon, completely forgetting the other people's storage, and guiding them to be hungry at noon, what a mistake.

"Thank you so much, Your Excellency." Signo replied solemnly, but she knew what was going on by looking at her reddened cheeks.

"Humph! Even this will not forgive you! Vita still holds a grudge against Ashmida for slashing a scar on her magician, the Iron Count.

"Ahh~ Thank you." Shamal smiled and ate the dish that Ashmida had served.

"Hehe, this is the real home, although there is usually a little ah, but there are only two people who are still a little lonely." Storm looked at the people at the dinner table happily, she was completely different from when she was alone a year ago, first with Ashmida as a family member, and now with the Knights of the Storm, she could no longer be alone.

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"Okay, the room has been tidied up, Signor you sleep in the room opposite me, Shamal you sleep in the room opposite the wind, as for Vita, let's sleep with the wind." After Ashmida finished tidying up the room, he smiled and pointed to the room for the Signor.

"Thank you, Your Excellency." Signo replied in a serious way

"Thank you so much." Shamal smiled softly

"Huh?! Do I still want to sleep with the wind?! Weta's expression was a mixture of joy and disappointment.

"Well~~ You and Hurricane are both children, and it's nothing to sleep together. And Signo, don't call me Your Excellency, just call me Ashmida, we are already a family, and everyone is here to protect the wind. Ashmida smiled and walked over to Vita and crouched down, stroked Vita's dazzling red hair, and looked up to Signor.

"Well, but, Your Excellency, well, Ashmida." Signor wanted to refute at first, but when he looked at Ashmida with his eyes closed, he didn't know why he compromised.

"I'm not a child, my soul is weak!" Weta angrily fisted at Ashmida's face.

"Ahhhh Hey!? That's right, it's the seed of the Holy Stone! Ashmida shook his head slightly, flashed Vita's fist, and then quickly stood up, seeing Weta rushing up reluctantly, he put one hand on Vita's forehead, because of the size advantage, so Weta could only shake his hand helplessly, and couldn't touch Ashmida at all, just as Ashmida was about to laugh a few words of Vita, suddenly a wave of magic power swept over Ashmida, Signor, Vita, and Shamal.

"You feel it, too." Ashmida stopped his movements and looked at the Signors with a stern expression.

"Yes, such a powerful magic, is this the seed of the holy stone?" Signo looked at Ashmida sternly, the seed of the holy stone on Ashmida's neck to be precise.

"It's a pity that you can't supply the Book of Darkness, even if you have Ashmida your transformation, but the transformation efficiency is too low." Shamal looked pityful

"Let's go collect the Sacred Stone Seed now! Even if it's inefficient, at least you can complete the Book of Darkness! Vita reversed the plot just now, and said to everyone with a stern expression.

"Collect it and leave it to me, and you must protect the wind." After Ashmida finished speaking, he prepared to launch a teleportation.

"Is Your Excellency looking down on us?!" Signor looked at Ashmida dissatisfied.

"It's about the Tempest, we should collect it, and you can protect the Tempest!" Weta had now put on her hazmat suit and was eager to try it with the Iron Count in her hand.

"I'll take care of the gale, so you can go with you." Seeing that the atmosphere was a little stiff, Shamal hurriedly played a round.

"That's it! You all stay. I'm fast, I'm more efficient at collecting, and lately I've had a feeling that someone is watching the wind and us, and you have to stay and protect the wind. Ashmida told the Signorians in detail about what she had recently sensed someone was watching. In the end, the Signorians reluctantly compromised, and Ashmida was solely responsible for collecting the seeds of the Sacred Stone, and they were responsible for protecting the Wind.

"I'll leave it to you!" After Ashmida finished speaking, a small golden-red universe ignited on his body, and then disappeared in front of the eyes of Signo and the others.

PS: Please complain!! Although someone in the book review area is very happy to speak, but there is still a little less!! Poor Dao wants to say that the book review area is lively! In this way, the poor road has the motivation to code words!! (rolling)