The next day, we held a simple funeral for Griswold in the chapel of Camp Rogge. Not many people came to mourn because most of the job transferees no longer knew Griswold. Who is De? There are only some old people who have friendship with him, and a few elders I know, Akara, Kasha, Kane, and an old man with a white beard wearing a magic robe - surprisingly this is my first time I saw the old magician who set up a soundproof barrier in the bar. Could he be the president of the Magic Guild?
Probably noticing my gaze, the old magician turned around, nodded slightly and said hello to me. It seemed that he was no stranger to me, but this atmosphere of solemn mourning was not suitable for chatting. The timing was right, so our meeting this time was just to say hello to each other.
Finally, under the auspices of an old man wearing a monk's robe with a sad face, Griswold, who had been manipulated by the hell clan for decades, was finally laid to rest. In the dense cemetery near the church, there were more An inconspicuous little tombstone.
After the funeral, I seemed to have nowhere to go. Within a few days after I left, Sara had been sent to the magic training area to learn some basic magic knowledge. They won't come back until evening, and Lal and the others are not here either. Kane, Akara and the others? Forget it, an old friend just died. Who is in the mood to chat with you? I heard that Griswold was once one of the elders of Camp Rogge.
I thought about it and went to Qiaxi Iron Smith's shop first, where I put some equipment that was not durable enough for her to repair. Then came to Roger's Bar. There are a lot of people here and it can be said to be the best place to get information. As a job changer, it is not okay to not be well-informed.
Go into the bar. There was still a lot of people inside, and all kinds of different voices were buzzing in my ears. Fortunately, there was still a place. I suppressed the noise in my ears, found a seat nearby, and sat down, listening to information that was useful to me. .
Most of the people nearby are barbarians, bragging loudly about their achievements. These brave and face-saving warriors have never known what it means to be reserved. As long as they encounter something new in their training or kill an elite, they will I would say it one by one, as if I was afraid that others wouldn’t know. However, 30% of it is a boast, and 70% of it is fact. Some of these things also opened my eyes. There are also some nosy adventurers who are frothing at the mouth and loudly discussing where a certain team has gone to experience. So-and-so got a good piece of equipment... Although it is not entirely credible, it should not be unreasonable.
When I came out of the bar, there seemed to be a buzzing sound in my ears, but the harvest was very good. I found out some important news. The first one was that Blood Raven had been transferred to another job by a senior person a few days ago. The team was killed. Khan, after Xiaoxue evolved, I planned to go to the Boneyard to cause trouble for her. Fortunately, I came to the bar, otherwise my run would have been in vain.
The second news is about Lal and the others. They seem to have entered the Taymor Highlands, because several job transferees have met them, so the situation should be true. However, according to Kane's encyclopedia, Taymor A new, very difficult monster has begun to appear in the highlands, the Skeleton Mage. Without high magic resistance, it is very dangerous there, hey! Hope they can be safe.
There is also news about Sister Sharna. I heard that someone seems to have seen her on the second floor of the cemetery. Although I am not sure, I am relieved. Some news is better than no news.
The last one is more mysterious. According to some adventurers, the recent monsters seem to be more violent. A village called Togodi near Rogge's camp seems to have been slightly attacked. Fortunately, the damage was not serious.
In such a short time, I have learned so many useful things. It seems that the bar is really a good place. I will have to pay more attention to it in the future. I sighed and thought, look at the sky. It is getting late. Well, it is time to go to Aunt Sari’s place. It’s time to eat.
The person who opened the door for me was Sara. She had come back from the magic training camp. As soon as she came in, her little hand immediately pulled on mine. She kept talking about what she had seen in the magic training area today and how excited she was to see her now. With such a look, I suddenly felt that letting her learn magic was definitely the right choice.
Seeing how happy Shala was talking, I simply took her and sat next to each other under the tree in the yard, letting her clear and sweet voice echo in my ears, saying a few words from time to time, and looking at her sweet smile. I feel the gentle breeze blowing on my face, feeling a bit cold, the snow-white clouds are floating leisurely in the sky, and the surrounding area is filled with the faint fragrance of grass and soil, which makes me feel like a paradise, everything War and killing, the shadow of death, and the bitterness of existence were all temporarily far away from my mind. Only this beloved sound and peaceful scenery were left, and I became intoxicated without realizing it.
When I woke up, the little angel beside me had stopped singing. I turned around and found that Sari had turned her head over at some point, exhaling her sweet breath, and fell asleep leaning on me. There is still a signature angelic smile on her face. I don’t know what kind of sweet dream she is having. Her quiet and beautiful face is so peaceful and peaceful.
Judging from her appearance, she must be exhausted. The practice of magic is still very difficult. Even if she is learning magic, she still needs to do some basic physical training every day.
"It's agreed, Sarala will be Big Brother's mercenary from now on!"
Sara in the dream suddenly showed a bright smile and murmured to herself. She rubbed her little head buried in me a few times and found a more comfortable position.
Haha, this little girl, I resisted the urge to pinch her little nose. The weather is still very cold now, so I took off my coat, put it on Shala, and then enjoyed it quietly - this may be the peace and happiness that I will never be able to enjoy again in my life. No, I will use my own I had to fight for it with my hands. Looking at the sleeping Sara, I secretly made up my mind.
I need strength. I need more power...
In confusion. My nose felt itchy, I opened my eyes slightly, and what I saw was Shala, twisting a piece of grass. Scratching my nose with interest, sweat...
I suddenly opened my eyes and looked at Zara ferociously. She was really frightened, threw away the grass in her hand, turned around and ran away.
Hehe, wherever she ran, I grabbed her and held her in my arms.
"Little girl, you disturbed my sleep. Let's see if you die this time, hahahaha..." I laughed like a villain while looking at Sara in my arms "viciously".
kindness. Why is there no sound? I panicked and let go of my hands holding Shala.
"What's wrong, Sara. Did I hurt you?"
After a while, Sara raised her head from my arms. Revealing that dreamlike face, Bai Ji's childish face was flushed with embarrassment, his eyes were flowing, as if covered with a fine layer of mist, and his light red eyes looked at me shyly and timidly, with a feeling that he shouldn't The charming aura that appeared at her age was revealed from her angelic and holy face, exuding fatal temptation.
It's not good, it's very bad. I swallowed a mouthful of saliva - what on earth is going on with this delicate atmosphere? Although she said she likes Shala, it would undoubtedly be very animalistic to think wrongly at her age. However, when she calmed down, the warm and soft jade-like feeling in her arms gradually became clear, and the developing The girl's body, even through a thick layer of clothes, can still feel the exquisiteness and delicateness inside. Coupled with the faint fragrance of virginity in the air, and the shy and charming angelic appearance, even a saint has fire. ah……
Just when I was fighting between heaven and man, Shala in my arms finally made a small sound like a mosquito.
"Brother, I just slept with you. Does that mean that Sara is already your wife?"
I was stunned for a moment, and then I was secretly amused - it turned out that this was the reason for her shyness. I just thought she had just... Sweat! ! Seeing the shy look on her face, my heart suddenly became lighter for some reason.
"Then will Sarah be my wife?"
"kindness."
Sara nodded imperceptibly in my arms, and then buried her little head deeper.
"Then, when Sara comes out of the magic training camp and becomes an outstanding magician, she can be my wife." I gently rubbed her little head with my fingers and said with a smile.
"Come out of the magic training camp and become a magician?"
Sara raised her head and looked at me in surprise: "Mom said it will take at least six years."
"Why, I can't wait." I teased her with interest, and sure enough, she immediately shook her head shyly, and hit my chest hard with her little head.
"No, I...I don't care about it, huh..."
"Ha ha……"
I smiled and stroked her hair: "At that time, if Sara wants to become a mercenary, then she can be my mercenary."
"Yes." The girl in her arms nodded slightly and stopped talking.
"Ahem..."
At this time, there was a cough from the side, and Aunt Sari was looking at the two of us with half-smiling eyes.
"Although I don't want to disturb you two, Sara, I remember asking you to call 'your big brother' to eat! Why did he scream and call him into his arms?"
Aunt Sari smiled and deliberately emphasized a few words, looking disrespectful, and even made fun of her own daughter.
Only then did Shala react. She jumped out of my arms with a cry of "ah", her pretty face flushed, and she ran back to the house in a hurry.
As for me, I don’t have any advantages, except for being thick-skinned. Aunt Sari’s teasing is like a mosquito bite to me, not to mention, they still have the handle in my hand.
"No, no, didn't we learn this from you and Uncle Lal?"
I immediately counterattacked, pretending to be shy, and not forgetting to show an admiring look at Aunt Sari.
"You damn boy, why are you starting to feel sorry for and protect Shala now?"
Aunt Sari didn't expect me to be so thick-skinned, so she glared at me fiercely. She was still brooding over the last passionate kiss she had with Lal, which was actually seen by me and the barbarian brothers. Woolen cloth.
Shala was probably embarrassed by her unscrupulous mother. She hid in her room and didn't even eat. I didn't come out to send food to her when I left. She felt a little disappointed, but more than anything, she was happy. That little girl A small agreement is like a warm seed, planting a tender root in my heart.
