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Chanem's team.
This is the outskirts of Cloakwood, less than two days away from Friendly Arms.
"What's wrong with him?" Jahira asked Khalid in a strange low voice.
Having just defeated a group of Tasi monsters, Minsk was bragging about his martial prowess, dipping his fingers in the blood of his strongest enemy, and working tirelessly to disfigure himself. Danahe followed the tradition of the barbarians - looking for harvests from the corpses of enemies, such as magic materials. Most of the magic materials can actually be replaced with equivalent body parts. In short, it is very evil.
Normally at this time, Chanem would circle around Jaheira, asking for help or hoping to be asked for help. But after today's battle, Chanem was just packing arrows. In fact, everyone could see that he had no intention of working at all. He was wandering around. Imoen pouted and followed him, muttering to himself dissatisfied. After she confessed her love during that battle, she avoided Chanem for two days at first. Later, after seeing that he had no feedback at all, she unhappily returned to being her brother's follower.
"Jia...Jiahi...Sheila! You...you..." Hearing that there seemed to be a bad tendency in Jaheira's tone, Khalid became anxious and stuttered more and more.
"Fool!" Jaheira rolled her eyes at Khalid sweetly. Well, Khalid's reaction always satisfied her, "I won't have feelings for him! It's just...since I left the friendly arms. , his mood is very wrong, and he has been avoiding us. I don’t know what happened, but there is a spider forest ahead, and as we go deeper, the danger will become greater and greater. So, if there is any problem, I Hopefully it can be resolved before then.”
"Then, then I...we..." Khalid thought for a while and said.
"Let's set up camp now and have a good talk," Jaheira said.
"Yes, it is."
Choose to camp near the battlefield, set up tents, set up campfires, throw powder, set traps... Nothing seems to have changed. As usual, Jaheira is still taking care of the damaged plants in the camp. Danahei is enjoying the pleasure of "torturing" Xiao Ming. Xiao Ming is at a loss and is willing to be "tortured". Khalid is on guard, and Chanei is on guard. Mu was in a daze, and Aimeng returned to the tent to eat after preparing dinner... Everything seemed to be no different from usual.
It’s just... Jahira and Khalid exchanged glances, paying attention to Chanem over there.
His expression changed from confusion to determination. The boy who had lost his childishness seemed to have finally made up his mind! He stood up and strode towards Imoen's tent...Have you finally decided to push down your sister? !
"Are you there? Imoen."
Imon, who was writing angrily in her diary and pouring out her resentment towards Chanem, suddenly heard Chanem standing outside the tent talking, and instantly fell into extreme panic! She hurriedly hid the diary, then looked around for her coat, and then found that the tent had been messed up by herself...
"What's wrong with you?" Chanem, who was invited in, looked at Aimeng's red cheeks curiously. He glanced around and saw the tent that had obviously just been packed, and the stuffed and bulging backpack. God knows. How many things are packed in there? "Are you busy?"
"Ah, no, it's nothing. Xiaocha, do you have anything to do with me?" Aimeng's eyes flickered at Chanem, and he came closer, his breath wrapping her up like he did when he was a child. She began to regret her last confession, otherwise she could just hold Xiaocha's arm and sit against him as usual.
"I, I have something to ask you." Chanem hesitated for a moment, then firmly looked directly into Imon's eyes and said.
Aimeng was taken aback for a moment, and felt as if he was in a state of shock. "You are so sudden, I, I am not mentally prepared at all." Aimeng gestured with his fingers in a panic, his face turned red.
"Imoen, why do you want to travel with me?" Chanem stretched out his hand, took Imoen's little hand that was gesturing in front of him, and asked firmly. He must get the answer today.
Aimeng's hands were held as if she had been struck by lightning. Her whole body was trembling slightly, her ears were ringing, her head was dizzy and her body was weak. This was something the two of them had never experienced in the past ten years of physical contact. Exciting! "I promise you!...Ah, what did you say?" Aimeng raised his head with a red face, "I, what on earth am I thinking!"
"Why, why do you want to travel with me?"
"There's no reason?!" Aimeng, who had calmed down a little, realized that Xiao Cha might have a mental illness, so she tried her best to look at him in surprise as usual and reached out to touch his forehead, "You're sick. What are you talking about? You are Xiaocha, of course I want to go with you."
"But...but do you know who I am? What if I am a bad person? What if I am a villain, a man who does all evil?" Chanem said in confused words. In fact, he didn't know how to express it.
"Cha, Cha." For the first time, Aimeng no longer looked like a little girl. She walked over bravely and held Chanem's head into her arms, "In my heart, you are Xiao Cha, and I grew up together and took care of Xiao Cha who I liked. No matter who you are or what you do, I will be with you! I promise! Even if you go to hell, I will be with you!"
"Thank you! Imon, thank you!" Chanem hugged Imon tightly with more strength. After a long while, he let go of his hands and said, "I still need to confirm some things, so take a good rest."
"So, how is Xiaocha feeling now?"
"It's never been better!" Chanem clenched his fists and gestured.
When he walked out of Imoen's tent, he saw Jaheira and Khalid waiting for him by the campfire, so he walked over and sat down directly on the edge.
"I think we need to talk," Jaheira said.
"Well, before that, can I ask a question first?" Chanem said sincerely. After getting the permission, he asked the question again, "Why do you want to travel with me?"
"Grian asks us to adventure with you," Jaheira replied. In the glow of the bonfire, he saw Chanem lowering his head and the couple looked at each other and smiled. Khalid continued, "At the beginning... at the beginning."
"Yes, that was just the initial reason!" Jaheira emphasized repeatedly, "In the subsequent journey, we saw a better you! You are willing to help others, never give up on your companions, and dare to take responsibility. , knowing how to cherish life, etc., etc., completely moved us! We are now happy to say, Captain, we are very willing to accept your leadership!"
"No, it's not as good as you said." Chanem didn't expect that Jaheira, who had received far more criticism than praise along the way, would be so optimistic about him, which made him blush after being praised.
"Although what you did deviated from the path of neutrality, I think we will continue to support you in this period of rising evil forces, captain!" Jaheira's words gave him reassurance. As for "deviating from the path of neutrality", according to Lu Yuan, it is tsundere! Jaheira should essentially be a person of the neutral and good camp. Her path of absolute neutrality is purely to inherit the wishes of others. So don't talk about the current situation - even if all the evil gods are killed, the good gods rule the world, all races and classes live in harmony, and man and nature are perfect - the situation will still be "evil forces rising"! In this way, she can continue to stand in the fight against evil with peace of mind, without violating the principle of neutrality (verbally).
"I understand. Then...do you know who I am? Or, whose blood is flowing in my veins?" Chanem decided to go deeper, saying that Jahira and his wife have no idea about this at all. You know, even Imoen wouldn't believe it.
Jahira and Khalid stood up at the same time, their faces changed and asked, "Who told you?!"
"Oh, when I left the friendly arms, Lu Yuan gave me a letter, which mentioned that I was the son of Baal..."
"Damn mage! So evil!" Jaheira couldn't help but curse. The secret they had tried so hard to keep was broken by Lu Yuanfei's kick.
"Well," Chanem pointed at himself with a wry smile, "I am also a mage."
"You're different, Xiaocha, you can still be saved." Jahira replied smoothly. In her heart, Lu Yuan was definitely the type that was hopeless, even though "Morning Star of the Green Field" liked him so much. "Okay, let's talk about your... bloodline now. Chacha, what do you think?"
"I'm not willing to talk about this matter, and I don't know enough about Baal, the God of Killing. I just know that he died in the Year of Lost, and in order to resurrect after death, he left behind a large number of Baal's sons. I... …is one of them.”
"Then you..." Jaheira hesitated, but still asked her question, "Do you feel that there is anything different about you? For example... you like blood, you are particularly excited when killing..."
"No! Definitely not!" Chanem denied angrily. "Are these really important?! Do I have to be affected by that damn bloodline?! I don't like blood! Especially when it sticks to my clothes! I don't like killing any more than you do! Minsk cuts goblins He was much more excited than me! At least a thousand times! Maybe he is also the son of Baal?!"
"Calm down, check, calm down." Jaheira seemed relieved. Although Khalid was sitting next to her, she still reached out and patted Chanem on the head, and said teasingly, "You look so angry now. unusual……"
"Jahira!" He shouted helplessly, remembering Lu Yuan's joke about "I'm not mentally ill", "Jahira, I am no different from you. Not only am I the son of Baal, I am also the adopted son of Gillian, Aimeng. Brother, your companion. It doesn't actually matter whether blood will affect me! I can't choose who gave birth to myself, but I can choose what kind of myself I am!" Chanem answered directly, obviously, He had thought about this question for a long time, and the answer was already in his mind.
"Well said...!" Khalid and Jaheira agreed together.
"Lu, ah, it was written in the letter from the evil mage Lu Yuan, but I think it makes sense!" Chanem's additional explanation sent Jaheira's next compliment back into her throat. "He said that I was old enough to make my own judgment and that these things should not be hidden from me. He believed that I could make the best choice and take the right path. I think he was right. Now you Look..." He spread his hands, "As long as you continue to support me, I am willing to carry everyone's expectations and go on, stick to the path under my feet, no matter how difficult it is, and never waver. As long as... you continue to support me!"
"I support you!" "Me... too!"
Just like Lu Yuan said, these things should not continue to be hidden. Compared with the tangled question of good or evil, the young man really cares more about whether his companions support him and why he supports him. He will feel that with a companion, he will not be able to overcome any difficulties! This immature idea is enough to support him until he becomes mature enough, tough enough, and able to bear everything.
By that time, the path he chose before has determined that he will follow this path to the end, for the sake of his own past, and to never walk alone.
Jaheira did not continue the discussion, it was enough for now.
"The son of God must be extraordinary!" She knew, just as he would realize in the future, that bloodline was never a simple issue, especially the bloodline of God. While it will give you strength, it will also twist your will. Whether you accept it calmly or resolutely resist the power brought by blood, your life will never be as peaceful as before, and it will eventually change you completely.
But if that day comes, Jaheira hopes to be able to stand by Chacha's side with Khalid - to support him or end him.
They will be his guardians, guides, and overseers.
As for what that bastard mage did, Jaheira could only summon a falcon, write the situation into a letter, and relay it to Gillian and 12345.
I hope the wise Archmage can make a judgment.
"By the way, Savrok is my half-brother. Do you know this?" At nightfall, Chanem, who had been in a daze by the campfire, suddenly said something.
Khalid and Jaheira looked at each other, and Jaheira was still in charge of communication. This was usually the case when Khalid did not need to express his position clearly, "Savrok, are you talking about the guy from the Iron Throne? I'm in Baldur. I have heard of this name, he is your brother? Wait! You said half-mother?! He is also the son of Baal?!" Jaheira stood up in shock.
"Yes," Chanem nodded, and then continued, "And the mastermind and commander behind this iron ore crisis is him and the Iron Throne."
"Then what are we waiting for? We must inform Flame Fist about this!"
"Lu Yuan said that many people actually know about this matter. This is a secret that is not a secret. But because the Iron Throne is very powerful, if we want to punish them, we need evidence! We went to the mines in Cloak Forest to find evidence."
"That bastard!" Jaheira said bitterly. Ever since Lu Yuan entered this world, it seemed that everyone he had worked with was extremely angry with him, and he was already very close to the state of being the enemy of the whole world. "Since he knows so much Why don’t you come forward and expose the inside story?!”
"He said..." Thinking of what Lu Yuan wrote in the letter, even a young boy like Chanem shook his head with a wry smile.
"what did he say?"
"He said that these things were all caused by Barr's son. They are my family affairs and it is not for him to interfere..." In fact, Lu Yuan's original words were, "You can handle your family's affairs by yourself. I am too lazy to care about your Barr's affairs." A mess.”
"He! Him!" After saying a few unclear words, Jaheira sat down angrily - no matter what, Lu Yuan was right. Because if anyone wants justice, the best way is to kill all the Sons of Baal. Now, those who can stand by and watch after knowing the situation are considered friends enough. Besides organizations like the Harpers Alliance that "have lofty ideals and manipulate history behind the scenes of the world," who else would do anything to help the Sons of Baal grow?
To put it bluntly, the Harpers Alliance is making an investment.
Help a kind-hearted son of Baal grow up and eventually ascend to the throne of the God of Slaughter. If it succeeds, the strength of the good god camp will increase greatly. If it fails, it is very likely to achieve the secondary goal - to mess up this matter, prevent the evil god Baal from being resurrected, abolish the throne, and everyone will compete for the priesthood. Those who profit from these things are all powerful gods. Even senior legendary professionals can only pick up a little soup to drink, which has nothing to do with ordinary people. But the battle for the Sons of Baal will inevitably turn the Sword Coast into a mud pit, and the victims will be ordinary people. Of course, there is a problem, a big problem. Normal people would mess up this matter if they suffer the harm before seeing the benefits.
"What else did Lu say?" Jaheira asked irritably. How many things did this guy kick up? Where did he get the information?
"Oh, and also, it was Savrok who ambushed Gillian last time..." Chanem said cautiously.
"The man wearing full body armor and wielding a two-handed sword!" "Giant... giant!" Jahira and Khalid said at the same time, and then looked at each other in fear. That night was almost the most dangerous night, and now I think about it It was still scary to look up, and Khalid could still clearly remember the white air spurting out of the helmet, and the tall, mountain-like sense of oppression.
It can be said that the situation that night was to use Khalid as bait to exchange for Gillian's life! They didn't have any reinforcements at all. When Jaheira returned later, she actually wanted to die with Khalid, but neither of them expected that the powerful warrior would not bother to kill Khalid and left without doing anything.
"I've never seen him, what kind of person is he?" Chanem asked curiously after seeing the reactions of the two people.
"Cha, listen! Cha! That's a very, very scary guy! If you see him, you must kill him immediately! Or run away immediately!" Jahira warned solemnly, and Khalid nodded silently. . Even after being trained in swordsmanship by Evening Star, he felt that his strength had grown during the adventure, but facing Savrok? He still has no confidence! (Lao Sha is really awesome at this time! Level fifteen... In the first part of the game, players or player partners can only be promoted to about ten levels at most. Besides, the professions everyone upgrades are warriors, thieves, etc., Lao Sha Sha's profession is called "Savrok". This kind of self-development profession is very impressive. And what about Lao Sha's attributes - strength and physical agility 18/100, 18, 17, a two-handed giant sword that can cut four swords in six seconds. , all saves are 1, all element resistance is 90, bows and arrows only cause 50 damage...hard and powerful, it is indeed a boss, Lao Sha's template is the Heaven Defying Warrior template.)
"Kill him?! But he's my brother!"
"He is the son of the evil god!"
"Me too!"
"He has gone a long way down the path of evil!"
"I can persuade him, Jahira, Khalid, at least... let me try. For the first time, I know that I still have brothers, many brothers, but they are all sons of the evil god. Our destiny is to kill each other, but I don't want this! If I swing my sword at everyone! What's the difference between me and them?! At least let me talk to him and them! I don't believe I'm alone, there must be brothers who think the same as me !" Chanem, who finally yelled out what was deep in his heart, burst into tears. He wiped away his tears and turned around.
Jahira and Khalid were left looking at each other.
"Ah~" Jahira held down her headache, "Next time we meet, I will definitely kill that guy Lu Yuan!!"
"I...I will...pretend to...see...not see."
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