Super Trick or Treat System

Oh, well, that's reasonable, now, why don't these donkeys look for these crooks for details. It may be that this girl has a fact somewhere in her, but I don’t believe you can leak it hydraulically. There is not even an early form of blasting which is the case with explosives. Why, she is a perfect donkey; but the king and his knight heard her voice, as if she were a leaf in the gospel. A bit expanded the scale of the entire party. And think about the simple way of this court: this wandering witch has no more trouble entering the king's palace than entering the slums in my time and country. In fact, he was very happy to meet her and very happy to hear her story. With her adventures, she was welcomed by the dead like a coroner.

When I finished these thoughts, Clarence came back. I commented on the results of my efforts with the girl. There is no place that can help me find the castle. The young man looked a little surprised, confused or something, and hinted that he had been thinking about the reason why I wanted to ask that girl all these questions.

I said, "Why, great gun, I don't want to find this castle? What else can I do?"

"Pull, my dear, I might answer easily. She will go with you. They always do. She will ride with you."

"Ride with me? Nonsense!"

"But she is telling the truth. She will ride with you. You should watch."

"What? She was walking around the hills alone, washing in the woods with me, and I was as good as my engagement. Why, this is ridiculous. Think about it."

My dear face rises in front of me! The boy longed to know all about this tenderness. I swore to him to keep it secret, then whispered her name-"Flanagan Cat". He looked disappointed and said that he did not remember the countess. How natural was the little academician to give her a grade. He asked me where she lives.

"In Dongha-" I approached myself and stopped, a little confused. Then I said: "It's okay, now; I'll tell you some time."

Will he meet her? Can I let him see her one day?

The promise of about 1,300 years was just a small thing, he was so eager. So I said but I sighed. I can not do anything. However, there is no sigh, because she has not been born yet. But this is our way: we don’t reason, we don’t feel; we just feel.

My expedition is all conversations between day and night. The boys are very good to me and benefit me a lot. They seem to have forgotten their troubles and disappointments, and began to yearn for the ogres and maturity for me. The virgins relax, as if they signed the contract themselves. Well, they are good kids, but there are only kids, nothing more. They did not give me points on how to spot giants and how to get them in. They told me all kinds of charms, and gave me ointments and other **** to heal my wounds. However, one of them never thought that if I pretend to be such an excellent necromancer, I don’t need to put a pistol or instructions on the pistol, or enchant it to fight against the enchantment, especially the weapons and armor. Perform any kind of attack-even against fire-breathing dragons, and devils born of extinction, not to mention the poor enemies like the ones I chase, these common post-colonial ogres.

I was going to have breakfast early, and then from dawn, because that is the usual way. But I took the demon with my own armor, which delayed me a bit. The entry process is cumbersome and there are too many details. First, wrap one or two layers of blankets around your body as a kind of cushion and keep away from the cold iron. Then put on the sleeves and shirts of the chain mail-they are made of small steel chains woven together. The fabric they form is very soft. If you throw the shirt on the floor, it will fall like a pile of wet fish In a pile-net; it is very heavy, almost the most uncomfortable pajama material in the world, but it is used in large quantities for this purpose: tax collectors, reformers, a horse king with a poor title, and such people . Then put on your shoes-lay the roof flat on the boat with staggered steel straps, then screw the clumsy spurs into your heels. Next, buckle grease on the legs and buckle beautiful legs on the thighs. Then come to your back plate and breastplate, you start to feel crowded. Then, you hang a wide half petticoat with overlapping steel straps on the chest. The petticoat hangs from the front but bends backward so you can sit down. No matter the appearance or the appearance, there is nothing for the inverted coal stone. Substantial improvement of wearing or wiping your hands; next, you tie a sword; then put the furnace tube joint on your arm, iron gloves on your hands, iron mousetrap on your head, and use a handful of steel mesh Hung around the neck, and cling to the candle mold like a candle. There is no time to dance now. Well, a person squeezed away like this is a nut not worth cracking, and when compared to its shell, it has very little meat.

The boy helped me, or I couldn't get in. When it was just finished, Sir Bediwell came in, and I saw that it didn’t seem like that. I didn’t choose the most convenient clothes for the long journey. How solemn he looks; tall, wide, and grand. On his head there are conical steel strips that hang down to the ears, and the sun visor only has a narrow steel strip that extends down to the upper lip and protects the nose. From neck to heel, the rest of him are soft chain mail, pants, etc. But almost everyone of him is hidden under his coat, as I said, this is of course chain mail, which hangs from his shoulder to ankle. From the middle to the bottom of him, the front and back are separated so that he can ride with the skirt hanging down on the sides. He wants to eat grass and this is just its costume. I could have paid a lot for this, but now it is too late to fool around. The sun has just risen, and the king and the court are on hand to send me out and wish me good luck. So procrastination is not a courtesy for me. You will not ride a horse by yourself; no, if you have tried, you will be disappointed. They will take you away, just like they took a sunbathing man to the drugstore, put on you, help you get your rights, and fix your feet on the horse. For a long time, you have indeed felt so unfamiliar and unhappy, just like other people-such as suddenly getting married, being struck by lightning or something like that, you have not walked back and forth, and a little numb, and you can't just understand his position. Then they stood up and called the mast of the mast, I plug it into the socket with my left foot, and then I grabbed it with my hand. Finally they hung my shield around my neck, I was ready, ready to lift the anchor and go to sea. Everyone behaved very well to me, and an honorary maid gave me a horse cup of her own self. There is nothing to do now, but to get the girl to stand up behind me, she did so, and then wrapped an arm around me to hold it.

So we started. Everyone said goodbye to us, waving their handkerchiefs or helmets. Everyone we met, descended through the village, respected us, except for some shabby little boys in the suburbs. they said:

"Oh, what a guy!" Doting on us.

In my experience, boys are the same at all ages. They do not respect anything and care about nothing. They said to the prophet: "Let's go, bald" and put on the hard line of ancient gray. They are me in the sacred darkness of the Middle Ages. I have seen them behave the same in the Buchanan government. I remember because I was there and provided help. The prophet has his bear and settles down with his sons. I want to get down and settle down with my people, but there is no answer because I can't stand up anymore. I hate a country without a derrick.

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