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"Hey, Raphael, I heard that our new Demon King brother is here, is it true?" Tulakov's loud voice came from outside the door from a long distance away.
Demon King's newbie brother...what name did you choose? As a naming emperor, I can't bear it.
"No!" Raphael held his head and screamed, rushed to the door, and waved desperately to Tulakov and Shashik who were walking over.
"Go quickly! Go quickly! Don't come here! This place has been invaded by the forces of hell. I'll hold on to it first. You guys, hurry up and stay away. If you don't leave, you will be finished!"
I:"……"
Sa Qili: "..."
This is such a rude statement. In order not to be poached, is this princess of hundreds of tribes already close to going crazy? But having said that, it seems that I can barely be regarded as a hell force, and the same goes for Sa Qili who has just decided to join, so I have no way to refute this kind of loophole statement, and can only deal with it silently.
Boss Rafael, didn’t your words like this make Tulakov and Shashik more curious and insist on coming over to take a look? Has the IQ of a princess from hundreds of tribes dropped off the line?
Sure enough, just as I expected, how could Tulakov and Shashik, these two bold guys, be so frightened by Raphael's words that they turned around and left? He came up with eyes of disbelief and despair.
"Ah ha, isn't this here? The newcomers and Sa Qili are here. Raphael, what nonsense were you talking about just now? Is it because you have been too busy with work recently and your brain has lost its control?"
Seeing us through the tent door, Shashik and Tulakov showed big hearty smiles, passed over Raphael who was standing blankly at the door, and came in to greet us.
"Uncle Tulakov, Uncle Shashik, long time no see. Are you okay?"
"What can we do wrong? It's you who caused such a big trouble. I don't know if I should say okay or not." He patted his big hand on his shoulder enthusiastically. Caught between two muscular men, I said Alexander.
"It's not like I wanted to make trouble, it was forced." I sighed, feeling that wrinkles had slowly crawled up my face after all this trouble. It’s really like losing more than a hundred years of life.
"Hurry up and tell us about your experience in the hell world. We only heard a few words from Raphael, which is not satisfying at all." Tulakov couldn't wait to know. Look at his eagerness He looked like he wished he could go to the hell world and kill everyone.
"This is a long story, and it won't be too late to find time to talk about it later. I came here for other purposes today."
"Oh, for what purpose?"
Before I had a chance to speak, Sa Qili intervened first: "Humph. Tulakov, Shashik, you two idiots are already late."
"Are you late?" The two looked at each other, confused.
"I have decided to go to the hell world with my little brother. From now on, we are characters of different levels. You can continue to hang out in the third world, hahahahaha."
"What's wrong with the third world? Even the three demon gods and two demon kings are willing to stay in the third world. Isn't this evidence that the third world is better than the unexplained hell world?"
As the person in charge of the Third World, Raphael could never tolerate what Sa Qili said.
No, no, no, it’s better not to say where to put it down. The example you gave is too strange. Why bring the Three Demon Gods and the Four Demon Kings into trouble? Is there no better way to put it?
"Wait a minute, why can't we understand what you are talking about? Can you explain it from the beginning?"
"It's long-winded, long-winded, it's okay not to explain this kind of thing, that's enough. You have finished saying hello, you can leave." I was about to speak, but Raphael didn't give me a chance and couldn't wait to drive them away.
"Wait, Raphael, did you eat something strange today? It was strange from the beginning, and we didn't ask you to explain."
"This is my place."
"Okay, newcomer brother, let's go to the bar and continue talking." Tulakov and Shashik were not honest people. After seeing Raphael's reaction, they were even more sure of something, and they exchanged glances and said.
"Guard, guard, pass my order. From now on, all the bars in the camp will be closed and no business will be allowed... Wuwuwu~~~" Sa Qili didn't cover Raphael's mouth in time. It was intentional. Right? Do you want to see Raphael lose his composure more? This camp witch with a bad personality.
Although I also want to see what other interesting reactions Raphael will have. After all, for a princess of hundreds of tribes who is usually mature, wise, cunning, and always enjoys teasing other people, this is rare. scenery.
After Sa Qili stopped me, I finally found an opening and briefly explained my purpose of coming to the third world to the two of them.
"Of course you have to count me in for such an interesting thing." Tulakov, who just now regretted not being able to explore the hell world like me, his eyes immediately lit up, and he was even more excited than seeing the fragrant wine.
"Of course I have to be counted as well. How can Sa Qili be allowed to be the most beautiful alone?" Shahik stepped forward not to be outdone.
"Shashik, where are your two lovely wives, are you going to ignore them?" After finally getting rid of Sa Qili's restraints, Raphael groaned like a feminist fighter and faced the paladin who was as tall as a barbarian in front of him. questioned.
"Of course not." Shahik frowned, showing a rare thoughtful expression. Ah, I don't mean that he is usually simple-minded and funny.
"Actually, I have selfish motives. According to what the newcomer said, if I go to the Hell World through the World Stone fragments in the Third World, wouldn't it be possible to return to the First and Second Worlds from the Hell World? I think... I want to go back. Look at it, look at it...look at everyone."
At the end of the sentence, he lowered his head deeply, as if he was forcibly enduring something, and then he raised his head and grinned, holding a red rose in his mouth as coquettishly as usual.
"Then, by locating the scroll, wouldn't it be possible to move freely between the first world and the third world like the newcomers in the future, and also be able to go to the hell world at any time? Where can I find such a good thing?"
"Shashik, you have such an unexpected brain power. I didn't expect it to happen like this." Tulakov's eyes widened with a mixture of admiration and contempt.
"Hmph, don't confuse me with you. I just don't bother arguing with you. Do you really think I'm as stupid as you? If I get serious, even Sa Qili can only fall behind me. The reason why she usually gets the limelight is just because of the gentleman’s spirit of putting ladies first, do you understand?”
As a result, the expressionless Sa Qili stabbed a wooden stick with the power of an aging finger deeply into the back of Shashik's butt. In a sense, Shashik's wish was indeed fulfilled.
"It seems I'm too worried." Tulakov looked at Shashik, who was holding his anus and wailing, and quickly hunched over and turned into an old man. He showed a relieved expression, as if to say, this is what I know. That nemesis.
"However, Shashik is right about one thing. It is indeed tempting to return to the first world by the way. The first world..." Sa Qili sighed softly, her beautiful eyes filled with unspeakable words. Complex feelings.
"Aunt Qili, do you want to go back to see your relatives?" Through the incident of the Gaut couple, I have gradually understood the complicated emotions of returning to my hometown after being away for decades as a high-level adventurer, so I asked the same question. Be extra careful.
Sa Qili, Tulakov, and Shashik have all been in the third world for more than thirty years, and in their time of experience, there were no convenient remote transmission magic circles like they do now, so if they If your hometown is in Rogge Camp in the first world, it is very likely that you will have been away from your family forever from the moment you leave the camp and go to Lugaoin.
Calculated in this way, based on the shortest three years it takes for adventurers to clear each area, it took them thirty years to add up the first and second worlds, and more than thirty years for the third world, which is equivalent to I have been away from my loved ones for at least sixty or seventy years.
"I... have no relatives." Sa Qili curled a strand of beautiful hair hanging by her ears, said an answer that was beyond my expectation, and then smiled wryly at herself.
"I came to the camp's training camp as an orphan to receive training. Hmm, if I still have relatives at home, I probably wouldn't be allowed to enter the field of necromancer anyway, right? I should say I'm lucky, or what? Sample?"
Indeed, the qualifications required for the two professions Necromancer and Wizard are not much different. Under normal circumstances, if you can transfer to the Necromancer profession, there should not be much problem with the Wizard. Compared with the two, I am afraid that a normal person will choose the Wizard. Career, right? One deals with skeletons and curses every day and is feared by people, while the other manipulates elements and controls the wind and rain. He is a representative of knowledgeable people and is admired by people. No matter how you think about it, they are two completely different styles.
Therefore, from an alternative perspective, it is not that people like Necromancers have weird personalities, but because a group of people with weird personalities chose the profession of Necromancer.
Of course, a necromancer as cheerful, charming and lovely as Sa Qili is different. Her character is also an important reason why I chose her to be Xiao Heitan's teacher.
Why did she choose the profession of Necromancer in the first place? The reason for becoming an orphan doesn't seem to be very good, right? Could it be that there is some dark history?
I stole a glance at Sa Qili, whose face was full of complicated emotions. I hesitated whether I should commit suicide and inquire more deeply.
. . . (To be continued.)
