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"Look at the scars on your armor. Is that your family's armor?"
"No", Annie shook her head, her fiery red hair flying in the wind. She took out a belt and tied it into the same ponytail style as Duixing.
"That was the full-body armor that my mentor gave me when I officially became a knight. It was my mentor's spare armor. It was almost brand new at the time. These marks and repairs were all left when I followed my mentor to fight in England. After that world , the armor has gradually been unable to keep up with my fighting intensity, and it is just a souvenir now."
Annie said it calmly, but Duixing looked at her with wide eyes. So many scars! Some of them even penetrated the front and back of the breastplate and were repaired, but it was all borne by one person? ! Can the whole world bear it? ! For the first time, Evening Star was shocked.
"So, do you understand?" Annie looked directly into Evening Star's eyes and said seriously.
"Is this the kind of excitement I felt when I suddenly found out that this stinky but extremely ordinary man in a life with no hope at all turned out to be a rare and good man?! I clung to you regardless of everything. Yes! Now that he has brought me to such a peaceful world to recuperate and recuperate, what else can I do besides paying the debt with my own body?!"
"Peace!" Duixing was shocked, "You mean this noble oppresses the common people! Thieves ravage the trade routes! Wars between different races continue! The world where the gods scheming and scheming... is peaceful?"
"Of course!" Anne glanced disdainfully, "This kind of slow-paced life and this kind of unhurried training, isn't that what everyone does in peacetime? Do you know how training is done in war? Get a sword. Only those who survive on the battlefield are eligible for training! If you survive again, you will be qualified!"
Duixing shook his head, not thinking about those things. The two people had completely different concepts.
She brought the topic back to the beginning, "You still haven't answered do you love him? What do you love?"
"I never loved him! I was just shocked by him. I can't even count the people I've met and the things I've experienced.
But for the first time, there is actually a contractor who looks like an NPC. Ah, don’t worry about this, it’s just a big shot. He pointed his finger at me like a big shot, but how could this stubborn stone like me be enlightened? ! Just when I thought the world was like this, life was like this, I was numb, I was waiting for death and maybe I would die in a corner one day, someone told me with one finger - you tm, that's all These random thoughts have not even touched the real world!
So I admire you so much, and my mind is filled with negative thoughts every day. So you ask me what I like and what I love. I have no idea. All I can say is that I love the feeling of opening my eyes to see the world! So fucking awesome! "Anne kept using "mother" and swear words, as if she couldn't express her thoughts without saying so.
Muxing didn't pay attention to these slightly rude words. She was shocked by other things: "Are you really talking about Lu Yuan? That sixteen-year-old Lu Yuan who is still childish and can't even pitch a tent?!"
"Sixteen years old?!" Veins popped up on Annie's head. "I hate him so much! I was already in her twenties when I met him! Who is my childhood sweetheart!"
…
"What about you now?"
"What?"
"Peace has satisfied you, hasn't it? What are you thinking now? Living with Ayuan?"
"No, I still want to fight and explore."
"But, aren't you tired..."
"This is war syndrome. Evening Star, what I want is to be needed, to be recognized, to realize my own value, and to have a goal to strive for. Instead of being forced and forced to fight. Although the result is the same, the mood is completely different. Same. Because Ayuan, I met a good boss this time, the company’s prospects are very promising, and it may be listed in the future, so I am looking forward to going to the battlefield again this time! How about it? Evening Star, do you want to come together? Join us. Ayuan and our world?"
"No, I grew up here and all my friends are here. I am like a tree in this forest, inseparable."
"Maybe." Annie replied noncommittally. Some things were better for Lu Yuan to say in person.
"I heard that Ayuan made a pair of armor specially for you, can you try it on?" Annie suggested, so Duixing put on the "Forest Dance" armor without shyness and showed it in front of Annie, watching her praise her with joy. gaze.
"Here, take this sword." Anne seemed to pass a half-sword to Duixing casually.
Mu Qing didn't take it, but thought of something and said with an unkind expression, "Then you would shout weird words like 'My King Sai Gao', right? When you look at me, you're actually thinking about another woman, right?" You're not the kind of creature called a 'dead house' that A Yuan said, are you?"
"Ha, ha, ha, well, how is that possible?" Annie covered her mouth and smirked.
"You still say no! Ayuan was also like you at that time, saying the same weird words like 'mama'!" Muxing pointed at her and shouted.
"Hey, I didn't expect that A Yuan is also a member of the same group!" Annie said while changing her gaze.
"No, no matter you are the winner or something, you just have the same hobbies at most! Don't talk as if you are the same gang! Me, Ayuan and I are already done! I will not give in. !" Evening Star resisted all words and actions that pushed her away and separated her.
"That? A Yuan and I both have one shot in the morning and one shot in the evening." Annie looked at the bewildered Duixing and teased.
"We need three, no, four, four rounds every day!" Duixing said harshly.
"Remember Ding Mumu I mentioned? We often get together, 3 and other things are just like...just like...eating..." Annie closed her mouth shyly, and she couldn't continue talking.
"3! 3! This...that..." Muxing also started to feel dizzy after encountering a hot topic.
"It's all sweat. Let's go take a shower." Someone changed the subject again.
"Yeah, yeah. This way."
"Wash together?"
"Together, together!"
At this time, the outskirts of Candlekeep.
The battle has come to an end.
Although most of the monsters brought by Savrok were killed by Archmage Gillian, with the assistance of the female priest of Baal, he still controlled the situation. In the deep rainy night, Savrok, who was wearing dark full-body steel armor, was like a hill giant. He approached Gillian with a huge two-handed sword and shouted: "Tell me! Tell me everything you know about Arando's prophecy." Tell me everything! I will consider sparing you from death!"
Archmage Gillian was leaning against a big tree and panting. His face was pale, and the wound on his abdomen was bleeding. His hair was wet and tangled, hiding his expression. The mage robe on his body was mixed with mud and blood, sticking to his body wetly. In fact, he no longer had the energy to do anything except stand still.
He did not regret leaving Candlekeep at this time, nor did he regret that he had only filled half of the spell slots in a hurry. He only hoped that his adopted son Chanem, another child of Baal, could escape under the cover of the rainy night and not be killed by Savrok. turn up! It seems that Savrok still doesn't know the content of Arando's prophecy, otherwise he would immediately abandon himself and go after his adopted son Chanem at all costs.
The sons of Baal can only gain each other's power by killing each other, and the person who gathers the power of all the sons of Baal will ascend the throne of Baal, the god of killing (actually Baal is resurrected from his body).
"Punish him," said Savrok.
The female priest prayed loudly, and then pointed at Galian, and a ball of gray light entered his body. The corrosive magic ravaged Galian's internal organs, causing massive convulsions and screams, but Gillian still didn't say a word.
"Still silent? What a pity." Savrok raised the huge steel sword, "Then, say goodbye!"
"Who are you?" Gillian said weakly.
"What?" Savrok stopped his sword and moved a little closer, "What did you say?"
At this moment, there was a crisp sound of "Boom!", and Savrok felt his helmet shake, as if he had been hit by a stone, which deflected his sight. Then he heard a scream from beside him, and a round thing fell at his feet. He opened his eyes wide and looked at Savrok unwillingly. It was the head of the female priest!
When he adjusted his helmet, a thin warrior, only as tall as his chest, stood awkwardly in front of Gillian in the rain. Another female warrior rushed out of the woods and came to Gillian's side.
"Quickly bring...bring..." After sneak-attacking the female priest, Khalid stood in front of Savrok with a sword and shield. The half-elf's thin figure compared with Savrok, just like a child facing an adult.
"I know!" Jasira dropped the sling, held a cane in one hand and grabbed Gillian with the other and carried it on her back, "Hold on! Gillian! The other harpists will be here soon!" After saying that, she carried Gillian around. Passing the big tree and rushing into the forest, his figure was quickly obscured by the rainy night.
The pouring rain continued, and the rain arrows hit the metal armor of the two men, splashing a light mist.
He did not chase after Gillian who was being helped away, nor did he wave a weapon to attack. Savrok stood there silently wearing a horned helmet, with no expression at all except for the red eyes exposed by the helmet. He faced Khalid, white vapor spurting from the cracks in his helmet like a bull.
Khalid retreated slowly, the huge pressure making his calves tremble slightly.
However, Savrok did not speak or wave his sword in the end. After a confrontation for a while, he looked around the battlefield, picked up the head of the female priest, turned around and left the place through the rain and mud.
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