Mikal got up and left the temple directly, and it was difficult for Hackman to see that Mikal's mood would fluctuate so much. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Info walked out of the temple, Mikal looked at everything in the Protoss condescendingly, and his emotions slowly calmed down.

"Chief, this mission has failed. "In front of so many people just now, Hackman couldn't tell Mikal the news, and he could only whisper when there was no one around.

"You don't have to tell me, I know the result. Isn't it obvious that they will win or lose by using the Lost Secret Technique?" Mikal sneered, "Forget it, I don't expect that group of garbage to do anything earth-shattering, and I don't have any hope for it. ”

"But the chief predicted correctly, this time he was indeed in Chi Lian City, but he didn't interfere in the affairs between the human race and the half-blood. Hackman told him what Mikal wanted to know most.

Sure enough, when Mikal heard the news, a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "I'm afraid this is the only role of that group of garbage, as long as you drag him in the mortal world and don't let him go back to the underworld, you are giving us time." ”

"Chief, even if he doesn't go back, and the Demon Realm still has the Auxiliary Political Princess, that plan really won't be discovered?" Hackman was still a little worried, after all, this time the Chief wanted to completely provoke chaos in the Underworld.

"There is a third duke over there who is dragging her, and a female stream is not to be afraid, how much dissatisfaction the nobles of the demon clan have in their hearts, you can know if you don't look at it. Besides, there is only no one in the demon clan who really holds the real power, so what is there to worry about. Mikal looked confident.

Indeed, as the second seat just said, Mikal, who is more than 300 years old, has not experienced the world melee more than 500 years ago, but more than 500 years after the end of the melee, the Three Realms have been peaceful for more than 500 years. There is no chaos, no war, no heroes. Who is the hero of this era will be revealed after the crisis.

"Because of that, the game just started. Mikal said silently in his heart. The times create heroes, since he was born at the wrong time, he will create a situation with his own hands. The legend created by the silver brake more than 500 years ago will be broken by his own hands!

"Third, you came back early today. ”

The third Silorenz had just come down from the portable shrine when he saw Crelia standing in front of his house.

"Ahem, when did she come?" Lorenz coughed lightly with his left hand resting on the back of his mouth.

The coachman next to him replied in a low voice, "She came after you went to the Protoss meeting in the morning. Take the initiative to clean all your house. ”

"Ahem, didn't I say, ahem, don't let her into my room?" Lorenz had a look of displeasure on his face.

The coachman was also very embarrassed: "My lord, you also know that Lord Claria is also a Seraphic Angel no matter what he says, how dare I offend." ”

The highest status in the Protoss is naturally the head of the Protoss, followed by the Twelve Elders of the Senate, and then the Angels. And the highest level of angels is the Seraph, and there are only two people in the entire Protoss who can obtain the title of Seraph, one is the archangel Hackman, and the other is Clearia in front of him.

And everyone knows very well that in terms of strength, Crelia is better than Hackman, but instead of becoming an archangel, Crelia prefers to allocate her time to Lorenz.

Bright morning, he saw Claria standing at the door, smiling very sweetly, but Lorenz chose to ignore Claria's existence directly.

When passing by Crelia, Lorenz didn't even bother to look at Crelia a little. Crelia wanted to put the feather cloak in her hand on Lorenz, but it was clear that she had heard him cough more and more frequently recently, which really distressed her.

But seeing Lorenz's attitude, Claria's expression also stiffened. Lorenz's attitude kept Crelia from moving her feet.

Although Lorenz is the third seat of the twelve, he has always liked to be quiet, although he is not in good health, but he has always been responsible for his own daily life, and only let the coachman pick him up when he travels.

If it weren't for the convening of the Protoss Council, where the Twelve Elders had to attend for sixty consecutive days, Lorenz would really have been able to stay in his house for several years in a row.

However, Lorenz was very tired from the recent Protoss meeting, which naturally made Claria feel at ease. But at this time, Claria did not advance, and was unwilling to retreat, and fell into a very embarrassing situation.

"Claria Seraph. It was at this time that Mikhail appeared in front of Crelia.

"Mikhail. Seeing Mikhail appear, Crelia greeted him with great respect.

Mikhail hurriedly waved his hand, "Crelia Seraph, I can't afford to be an adult, I'm just a waste of the Protoss who can't use any power." ”

Claria shook her head, "No, how can Mikhail's value be found by ordinary people? besides, the third seat has always liked to live alone, and you are the only best friend of the third seat, and the only one who can freely enter and leave his house." The third seat values you so much, how can you be a waste. ”

Claria's tone was full of envy, she wished that she could also become a special existence in Lorenz's heart.

Crelia's words made Mikhail smile a little embarrassed, "I'm afraid that just because he didn't look at me with colored eyes, it doesn't mean that it can change the fact that I can't use power." ”

"I'm sorry. Crelia realized that her bias had inadvertently hurt Mikhail.

Perhaps because of her love for the house and the U, Claria really never looked down on Mikhail, even though she knew Mikhail's very embarrassing existence and identity. However, he was Lorenz's only friend, and Crelia at least hoped that Mikhail would take care of Lorenz, who was very weak, in some place.

"It's nothing," Mikhail shook his head slightly, "Then I'll go in first, it's rare for him to come back so early during this time." ”

"Wait. Crelia called out to Mikhail.

"What?" said Mikhail, pausing and looking back at Crelia.

Crelia handed Mikhail the feather coat she had knitted by herself, "Recently, the adult's cough has become even worse, and I hope he can accept it, which is also a little bit of my heart." ”

Mikhail looked at Crelia with some hesitation, looking at Crelia's very sincere eyes, Mikhail had no better reason to refuse her for a while.

Mikhail took the feather coat and reminded: "I promise to help you transfer it, but I don't guarantee whether he will accept it or not." (To be continued.) )