Chapter 63: Total Collapse of the Middle Ages Continued s: The plot of this big chapter is really difficult to divide, so I delayed posting it until now.
"Papa pa pa" "Oh, the dean's beak is so thick, it feels so good that it's about to split."
"Papa pa pa" "Compared to that sixteen-year-old kid from the Yorkshire countryside, who is more powerful, me or him?"
"Of course, Dean, your stuff is even better.
How can a young virgin like that compare to you?
It's so hot to squirt out."
Amidst the accompaniment of "pah pah pah", the suppressed moans of a certain female Ravenclaw student echoed by the fireplace in the banquet hall.
I saw her lying on all fours like a puppy, lifting her robe over her head, sticking out her tongue and raising her buttocks, enduring wave after wave of Slytherin Dean Boccaccio's swings hitting her from behind.
It was obvious that he was so happy that his whole body was weak, and from time to time he showed bursts of indescribable infatuation.
The other two British or French female students from Ravenclaw House were no longer able to withstand the brave attacks of Headmaster Slytherin.
They could only lie weakly against the wall, panting slightly, with contentment still rippling on their faces.
Smiling and blushing, but after taking a short break, they continued to come forward, licking the skin of their female companion and Boccaccio with intoxication, and even gave a long and passionate French wet kiss to encourage this physical fight between men and women. .
"Papa pa pa" Based on his rich experience in bed for many years, Saint Boccaccio skillfully slowed down the twisting speed of his waist, from high-speed reciprocating motion to slow friction, gradually allowing the person under him to relax and relax.
Panting, he suddenly accelerated the ferocious impact again and again in the next moment, letting the thick and hot rod kiss the delicate and juicy bud again and again.
This female Ravenclaw student who was only one step away from reaching the top finally could no longer hold on.
She trembled violently, and the muscles in her whole body tensed instantly in twitching, and every pore breathed in the unfettered lazy gas; the already red skin became more vivid and bright amid the screams.
Delicate and beautiful, as charming as her delicate collarbone and plumpness.
“Ah, that’s great.”
In the end, like her companions, the female Ravenclaw student was defeated in a brief daze and fell limply to the ground.
And Lord Boccaccio, the headmaster of Slytherin who also spent a lot of energy, gasped and pulled out the small barrel dripping with some white liquid, letting the thick mucus mixed with honey flow from the tender and moist body.
The blood flowed out from the deep hole, and one hand still reached into the messy robe of the female Ravenclaw student, lingering between the white and rosy skin, and at the same time, she praised her to death: "Baby, You are so beautiful” Hehe, although it has been a long time since the days when he was involved in the entertainment scene in Naples, it seems that this young master is still as powerful as before.
Looking at the three women around him who were fucked by him in one breath, Boccaccio, who regarded himself as a powerful and powerful woman, thought so complacently.
At the same time, he did not forget to play with their naturally charming tender flesh in a playful manner.
Those soft and elastic parts can be molded into various wonderful shapes.
Next, whether to have sex with them again while they are hot or to look for the next fresh prey, to change the taste, or to drink a few sips of wine and beer mixed with aphrodisiac spices to replenish the water consumed during sex.
Dean Qiu touched his chin and fell into deep thought.
However, before the depraved and libertine Headmaster could come up with a plan, he felt something strange in the eyes of the three Ravenclaw girls.
One of the smartest Welsh country girls kept blinking her eyes, and at the same time stretched out her slender finger and pointed behind Boccaccio.
Dean Boccaccio turned his head in confusion, and in the next moment he almost peed in fear, his little heart almost bursting out of his chest.
Pure white wings, shining halo, holy white robe An "angel" from the upper world was standing behind him with his arms folded and an unkind expression on his face, as if he had been watching the show for a long time.
God, could he really tell God about me?
Why does my mind feel so messed up?
So, after a moment of silence, Boccaccio mechanically turned his head and put down the robe rolled up to his waist.
The "little brother" in his lower body, who was still high-spirited, dropped it down in an instant and took a deep breath.
After taking a breath of the polluted air, the poor Slytherin Dean was freed from this panic, put on a flattering smile, and asked calmly: "Dear Lord Angel, do you have any instructions?"
"Don't worry, Mr.
Boccaccio, I'm not here to hold you accountable for developing male-female relationships with students as the dean of Slytherin House."
Because he was forced to watch a low-level live sex scene at close range, classmate Wang Qiu, who was feeling a little irritable, crossed his arms and said coldly that because the venue was too chaotic, when he struggled to get around a pair of couples hooking up in public.
When the slutty man and woman who had sex with each other got close to Mr.
Boccaccio, this guy had already hit the hole with his club and was so happy that he entered a state of complete forgetfulness.
He was so intoxicated by what happened that he was not distracted. .
In order to prevent this great writer from being over-stimulated at his peak state, so that his body could not recover, he would die in shame and die in the wind on a horse, and end up with the same fate as the previous desert island savage Mr.
Robinson.
Wang Qiu and the others in Robinson After experiencing the world of Crusoe, Wang Qiu had to wait patiently for him to finish the matter.
However, the endurance of the organs in the lower body of this great writer was a little too good, which made Wang Qiu already a little impatient.
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"I don't care whether these women are engaged or are other people's wives, so you can rest assured.
You are a slutty lover."
Glancing at the Ravenclaw girls who were hurriedly packing their clothes, Wang Qiu said with a stern face, "I just want to ask you something.
Please answer it truthfully, Mr.
Boccaccio.
When you After starting this depraved carnival, where did the three female angels, one large, two small, and one small, who were sitting with me on the teacher's bench, as well as the Holy Knight Levi and the round celestial beast Doraemon, run away now?
" All in all, the news he heard from Boccaccio made the originally anxious classmate Wang Qiu breathe a sigh of relief.
Not long after Wang Qiu left, first the twelve-year-old British Lolita Queen Qiong was so drunk that she was surrounded by the maids and took her down to the Oxford palace and the office of the Dean of Ravenclaw to rest, while Ma Tong and Hansel The three "angels" and Gretel also went together.
Immediately afterwards, Doraemon fainted again for some reason.
Everyone thought he was drunk, so Levi called a few people and carried him out.
As soon as they walked away, the teachers and students of Hogwarts, who were still under great pressure and quite restrained, suddenly acted like wild dogs on the loose, pushing their female classmates and calling prostitutes. , those who are gay are gay, those who are playing with teacher-student love are playing with teacher-student love, and some people got all kinds of entertainment drugs from nowhere.
As a result, when Wang Qiu came back from taking a walk, the banquet hall turned into this A smoky look.
"Speaking of which, I can have such a great time today thanks to the translation skills you gave me, dear angel."
Seeing that Wang Qiu did not seem to have any intention of pursuing his personal life style, Boccaccio quickly relaxed and began to return to his old ways, becoming playful and smiling, "Otherwise, these young ladies from noble families in the British countryside, let alone Italy Can't even speak French, such as If I didn't have translation skills, I really don't know how to get along with them and enjoy the exotic flavor that is completely different from Italian women."
He pointed at the three Ravens who had just had sex with him, and now their faces were still full of excitement.
Female student Crow said to Wang Qiu with a smile.
Translation, the weapon of racial fusion specially prepared by Doraemon in the Magic Encyclopedia Dictionary, allowed the European feudal lords to break through the communication of skin color, nationality and language, and communicate with their newly acquired Mayans, Indians and Africans.
Black subjects communicated smoothly.
However, for Boccaccio, a pornographic writer who was so lascivious, this was just a tool that allowed him to seduce foreign girls.
There was no need to learn a foreign language.
"Really?
I thought you could seduce them into taking off their clothes with just your eyes and gestures.
Great Lover" Wang Qiu glanced at him.
"Only with eyes and gestures, God," Boccaccio exaggeratedly raised his hand to his forehead and sighed loudly, "If you add a few gold coins, you only need to hook your fingers to reach a foreign port where the language is difficult to understand. , negotiate a flesh and blood deal with the prostitutes there, but how can you not have enough romantic poems and praises to make these lovely aristocratic ladies willing to lie under you?"
"Aristocratic Miss" Wang Qiu glanced at the three female students again.
There was no elegance at all, but rather a bit rustic.
"Yes, there is an heiress to the baronet family, and there is a countess," Boccaccio replied simply.
Wang Qiu suddenly realized that these were probably a few "instant" nouveau riche noble ladies.
In today's Kingdom of England, the population has dropped sharply by at least 70% to 80% due to the plague.
In the worst place, there is even a county with a total of There are only a few dozen survivors left.
But none of the original so many noble titles will evaporate out of thin air.
Therefore, according to the provisions of laws and customs, many distant relatives who were originally out of reach inherited titles and territories inexplicably, rising from country dirt-legs and city gangsters to noble lords, and they used to feed chickens all day long.
Wives and daughters who serve food and even sell themselves to earn extra money naturally become noble ladies and noble ladies.
To a certain extent, this situation full of black humor can probably be regarded as a great counterattack by the people at the bottom.
In Europe at the moment, the situation in England is not a special case.
The situation in other countries is similar, and some are even more exaggerated: for example, in France, a small manor owner received more than thirty inheritance and title inheritance documents in one day.
I am too busy rushing to take over real estate.
In Germany, there is even a case where the second son of a certain baron family rose to the rank of marquis.
Because the marquis and more than twenty heirs in front of him had all been killed by the plague, but the fate of this lucky man was not the same.
It is not worthy of envy, because during the terrible turmoil caused by the great plague, the marquis's castle has been occupied by a group of bandits.
He still has to find a way to recruit troops and travel long distances to take down the castle again.
"Countess, by the way, Mr.
Boccaccio, it seems that you are still single now.
As the head of Slytherin, you have some status and power.
Could it be that you want to marry a female student from a noble family?
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, want to develop a cross-border marriage?"
Wang Qiu rolled his eyelids and nodded clearly, then pointed at the female Ravenclaw students who were already limping and supporting each other and walked away, and said casually.
"No, no, no, having something pleasant happen with them has nothing to do with marrying them."
Boccaccio waved his hands as if he had experienced it: "The private lives of these noble ladies are far more complicated than you imagine.
Be chaotic, Lord Angel, they and their families are very open-minded if a famous person has anything to do with them.
However, if they really talk about marriage, it will not only be a happy game between individuals, but also a big issue involving family, interests and camp.
It's just the nouveau riche who are quick to make a fortune.
The more established aristocrats are, the more red tape they have to pay attention to.
Thinking about this kind of thing gives me a headache.
In short, Lord Angel, if you are willing, you can choose any one, or even several lovely ladies, to spend a wonderful night tonight.
There is no need to worry about any side effects, and no one will come to force you to marry them to heaven.
In fact, if your hard work and sowing can help them obtain one or two illegitimate children or illegitimate daughters with furry wings, that is What a happy event” Boccaccio threw a few unknown pills into his mouth, and then introduced it in a familiar and enthusiastic manner.
Wang Qiu was so embarrassed when he heard this: Hey, Mr.
Boccaccio, in addition to being a pornographic writer and a great lover, do you also work part-time as a pimp?
Especially pimping an "angel".
Strictly speaking, this should be considered a major blasphemy, okay?
"No, no, no, let's forget it.
I don't like this type of person."
Wang Qiu, who was caught off guard, could only wave his hands and refuse.
"It's okay, come on, Lord Angel.
I know you must have very picky tastes, and you don't like bitches who are too sexy.
But it doesn't matter.
There is a quiet lady over there who is as shy as a little rabbit.
She is the one curled up in the seat.
Go up and bury Aunt Milan with her head in her knees.
Mom, she is the cutest and most devout girl in Hufflepuff House.
I can guarantee that she has not been touched by a man until now, and she will never resist the angel's visit.
Moreover, she is only thirteen years old this year.
It is that This is the age of a girl who is shy when holding hands, but is full of romantic fantasies.”
Avoiding the entanglement of the women, he opened a small wooden door and quickly rushed out of the banquet hall that was filled with heat, alcohol and coquettishness.
He turned into a dark and cold secluded corridor, and saw that no one was there anymore.
After chasing him, Wang Qiu let out a long breath and relaxed a little.
Although he rejected the "kind intention" of Boccaccio, the great love saint, at the first time, because the voice of the two people was slightly higher during the conversation, when he was about to leave the banquet hall, there was actually someone Several noble ladies chased after him and boldly proposed an invitation to Wang Qiu, inviting him to spend the night together.
Among them, there was even a noble lady who took Wang Qiu's hand and reached through her neckline, directly pressing Wang Qiu's hand on the plump mass on her chest.
However, Wang Qiu really had no intention of having a charming affair with them. , had to flee in great embarrassment.
To these noble ladies, as an "angel" with magical power and supreme glory, Wang Qiu is really a piece of extremely plump little meat in their eyes, probably on the level of Tang Monk's meat.
Looking down at the plump right hand that he just touched, Wang Qiu shook his head mockingly, thinking that if it weren't for the appearance of these aristocratic ladies, they could only be said to be average, and because it was inconvenient to take a bath in winter, they also exuded a burst of odor.
The strong body odor makes people turn off their stomachs when they get close, and they are afraid that he might lose control and be eaten alive by them on the spot.
No matter, anyway, with our current net worth of hundreds of millions of yen, it is not easy to find a few models to accompany us for the night in the modern world.
She is definitely more beautiful than most women of this era, although most of them have undergone plastic surgery, and Why linger on these ancient people with strong body odor?
Wang Qiu sighed and put away a little regret hidden in his heart.
He was about to go to Dean Ravenclaw's office to look for his companions, but accidentally discovered something even more wonderful.
In the middle of the dimly lit corridor, a male tabby cat was standing in front of him.
Riding on another female white cat from behind, meowing and performing the mating movement that mammals have reproduced for thousands of years, a fat black cat squatted not far away, watching with interest.
"Holy shit, what the heck, the humans in the next room are addicted to a ridiculous orgy party, why are you kittens coming to join in the fun and make a fuss?
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Are you infected by the depraved atmosphere, etc.
In this cold season, It shouldn't be the cat's estrus period, right?
, but it’s hard to say.
The origin of these cats is very confusing.
Some of them were even transported from my world to the Doraemon world and then to the European Middle Ages here.
Once they traveled through time, their biological clocks and other things would have been messed up.
It’s not impossible to go into heat early even in the middle of winter.”
Wang Qiu, whose thoughts were in a mess, rolled his eyes, and could only let out a melancholy sigh.
He turned on the small flashlight on the key chain and drove away the springing cats.
At the same time, he applied a warmth spell to himself, braving the wind and snow.
Walking towards the Queen's Palace and the Office of the Head of Ravenclaw.
In downtown Oxford, as the residence of the Queen of England and the office of the dean of Ravenclaw, Queen Joan has her own tower, not far behind the banquet hall, connected to each other by promenades and overpasses.
Not long after Wang Qiu left the venue, he arrived at the bottom of the tower.
Then he pushed open the ajar wooden door, lit the oil lamp fixed on the wall with a lighter, and prepared to walk up a narrow spiral staircase.
At the top of the tower, there is a large and luxuriously decorated room, which is the residence of Queen Joan and Head of Ravenclaw in Hogwarts House.
At this moment, he suddenly heard a sharp scream that sounded like ultrasonic waves, which made Wang Qiu tremble violently.
"Ahhhhhhh" This sound is so high-pitched and clear, as if it contains endless magic power.
It can penetrate directly into anyone's spine and brain, making people feel as if the Baihui point on the top of their head is being acupuncture.
It is indeed a real magic sound.
The sound penetrates my ears "It sounds like a woman, but it doesn't sound like she's screaming ♂What are you doing on the bed?"
Although Wang Qiu's mind was still strong, he was a little confused by the sudden sound of dolphins.
He calmed down, quickly took a deep breath of cold air, and started climbing up the stairs "kick, kick, kick, kick".
However, when he was approaching the door of the room, he was blocked by an "obstacle".
Wang Qiu fixed his eyes.
Look, I couldn't help but feel even more horrified that it was Doraemon who fainted on the ground.
Hey, hey, hey, what happened?
Why is it lying here?
However, before he could exclaim, he heard a familiar voice.
"Hey, it's brother Wang Qiu.
Why can't you stay in the banquet hall over there and take refuge here?"
Looking back, Wang Qiu recognized the tall figure of "Paladin" Levi.
In the dim night, he was standing at the top of the stairs, outside the office door, by a spacious stone window.
There was a small red dot on his mouth that flickered on and off, obviously he was smoking.
"It turns out to be Brother Levi.
He really shocked me just now.
By the way, what's going on with Doraemon right now?"
Wang Qiu breathed out gently, patted his chest, then pointed at Doraemon lying on the ground and asked, "Why are you leaving it outside the door?"
"Oh, um, not long after you left the table, Doraemon saw a mouse walking around on the floor, and was frightened and fainted on the spot.
I was afraid that he would be embarrassed again in public.
He behaved badly, so he asked people to carry him here to rest.”
Levi took the cigarette from his mouth, pointed to the Ravenclaw Dean's office behind him and explained, while shrugging his shoulders slightly awkwardly, "Who knew the door of this room was too narrow, Doraemon's round door The diameter of the head is too wide to fit in, so I can only throw it outside the door."
Wang Qiu glanced at the door thoughtfully and found that it was surprisingly narrow, and taller people would have to turn sideways to get in.
At the same time, there was a faint burst of high-pitched exclamations and laughter from inside the door, mixed with the cute and coquettish words of the little girl.
"So, Ma Tong and the two twin lolita are also here.
They are tinkering in it."
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Why were you shouting so loudly just now?”
"Ah, they are using a projector to play horror movies to the Queen of England and the Queen's maids.
It is also a tradition to watch ghost movies during the New Year," Levi replied, "I am not interested in horror movies, and I just want to smoke.
I didn’t have a cigarette, so I took shelter and blew in the cold wind.”
In an instant, Wang Qiu put his heart back into his stomach and didn't know what expression to put on his face.
If he continues to act like this, I'm afraid his facial nerves will gradually die and he will become a paralyzed man with three faceless faces.
After an awkward silence for a while, Levi reached out and scratched his hair and took the lead to start the conversation again.
"Well, speaking of it, the dishes at this dinner are really disappointing.
It is truly worthy of the legendary dark cuisine country.
First, there is the half-cooked blood sausage, and then there is the horror pie stuffed with whole crabs and lobsters.
It's basically abusing our stomach and teeth, and the whole bird is stuck on the pie, and even the feathers are not plucked out.
They all showed the horror expressions of the classic paintings, which made it impossible to eat.
Even the last snack was not the exquisite British dessert that I remembered, but it was just hard bread cut into small pieces.
Just put a little honey on it and this pastry would be too rough.
Why aren’t there mousse cakes and tisumura?”
"Although it looks ugly, it is still pure natural, green and pollution-free food.
We may not be able to eat it over there."
Wang Qiu glanced at him and said jokingly, "After entering the 21st century, the concept of health food has always been popular.
Don't you know that the official name of mousse cake is actually artificial gelatin cream cake, and Tisumila should be called Italian moldy cheese?”
"Oh, stop talking.
You just like to destroy other people's beautiful fantasies?
If you don't complain, you will die from the Stars."
Levi made a disgusting expression, and at the same time threw the remaining cigarette butt out of the window, "By the way, the banquet hall is probably in chaos now.
When I carried Doraemon away, I’ve seen them sneak prostitutes in.”
"That's right, these students and teachers with no moral integrity are having fun right now, just like those American college students in the 21st century who gather to take drugs, drink alcohol, smoke marijuana, and engage in crossbreeding.
Boys fuck girls.
Teachers fuck students, they have everything, and there are even a lot of them Gay.
Except for the little Queen of England who is watching a horror movie in the room, the other three deans are participating in pushing down students or being pushed down by students."
Wang Qiu sighed and shook his head with lingering fear, "That situation is really similar.
It’s like the legendary wine pond and meat forest.”
However, "Paladin" Levi was quite calm about this, and could even understand their depravity and madness, "There is no way, although they are indeed depraved and crazy, but in this terrible and tragic era, they are indeed They really need to vent their stress and relieve the fear in their hearts through wanton publicity and drunkenness.
Don’t forget, how many relatives and friends they have died in the past year.”
Looking up at the falling snowflakes and the dark and silent city, Levi couldn't help but let out a long sigh, "They are using the most depraved gathering to vent the fear and pain accumulated in their hearts.
They are looking forward to the new year."
It’s a good start.”
After listening to Li Wei's persuasion, Wang Qiu, who was still very angry, couldn't help but become silent.
He really couldn't stand the crazy and depraved behavior of those teachers and students, but he had forgotten that these people had just experienced the largest death catastrophe in Europe in centuries, and the fear in his heart was simply indescribable, even if it was a tragic second time in the future.
During the World War, the flames of war burned throughout Europe.
The European countries fought for six years, and the population of Europe only decreased by 6%.
But during this Black Death, even according to historical data, at least one-third of Europeans died unfortunately.
In the current time and space that has been changed by time travellers, more people have died due to the various compound plague weapons released by Doraemon.
The death population in England has reached the entire population of the country in just half a year.
Two-thirds of it, even London became a dead city and was forced to burn down.
In Italy, the old plague has not gone away, but new typhoid fever, cholera, dysentery, and influenza are coming again, and people are dying one after another, almost endlessly.
Even now that "magic" has come to the world, the great plague that has spread throughout Europe has not yet been completely eradicated.
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After devouring densely populated and prosperous cities, it continues to spread to remote villages with inconvenient transportation, causing more widespread deaths.
Although the first few batches of Hogwarts graduates who have mastered "magic spells" have been sent out and have begun to save lives and heal the wounded and sick in England, France, and Italy.
But compared with the 80 million living beings scattered throughout Europe, these limited manpower is really a drop in the ocean and cannot be saved at all.
Moreover, the Magic Encyclopedia Dictionary, a seemingly invincible magical item, also has its maximum scope of action, and its function is not enough to change the material laws of the entire planet.
If the person chanting the spell is too far away from the location of the prop, the seemingly magical spell will automatically fail.
Fortunately, even based on the most pessimistic performance index, the effective range of the Magic Encyclopedia Dictionary covers most of Europe.
In addition, after the plague passed, abandoned farms and pastures could no longer provide surplus products to the city.
If there is another severe natural disaster, another one will sweep across Europe after the plague, and the resulting riots and rebellions will push everything to the abyss of collapse.
When these Hogwarts graduates gathered together in this New Year, enjoying feasts and wine, abandoning all morals and decency and having fun wantonly, outside this carnival place, there were still echoes everywhere Death's gloomy howl Therefore, they are eager to use stimulation-seeking methods to anesthetize themselves, and at least seek some spiritual satisfaction and tranquility.
This is certainly a bit shameful and disgusting, but more often than not it just makes people sigh in melancholy.
"Hey, speaking of it, brother Wang Qiu, in the past year, we have worked together to bring huge changes to European society when the world is still in the dark middle ages.
There are salvations and destructions.
There are nobility and despicability.
You and I both know what’s going on behind the scenes.”
Levi turned around, looked at the snow outside the window, lit a cigarette again, and then blew out smoke rings and said, "But, to be honest, all our struggles and efforts will ultimately make this world better."
Will the future become better or will it become worse than the past?”
Wang Qiu exhaled a puff of white air and pondered for a long time, "Sorry, this topic is too huge, I'm afraid I can't think clearly at the moment.
I only know that since we used the magic encyclopedia dictionary to construct a magical era, the historical trajectory of medieval Europe It has been tortured to the point of complete collapse.” oshow7: