"What a good kitten, come, this is a little bit of the elder's heart, just now I saw the cat girl looking at the mural on the wall, her eyes are about to turn into the shape of money, you little guys have just come to this world, there is no spare money in your hands, I think you must be hungry." As soon as the elder turned around, he took out the money bag from the satchel on his body, took out six platinum coins from it and threw them to the cat cub: "Come, go buy some dried fish to eat, there is a barbecue restaurant opened by the Tang people in the east of the city, and the dried fish in it tastes great." ”

Before the kitten could wake up from the windfall, the elder reached out and straightened the collar of the kitten's robe again, like a mother taking care of her child, and then picked up a large basket of beautiful snacks from the table: "Come, take it with you on the road, this is the sun fruit cookie made by old Cui Lan herself." ”

Marceau, who was forced to stuff a small cookie in his mouth, looked at the +2 power blessing and +2 constitution blessing in his status bar that were counting down to 24 hours, and had to burst into tears in his heart - the old and immortal Uncle Cui Lan, your chef level should not be legendary!

……

"Alright, little one, you can go, be careful on the way, but don't forget to bring your companions to the appointment. ”

"Well, elder, I'll go first, and I will definitely not forget it. ”

Qi Mohan, who had been watching the child and the kitten running away with the basket, and watching the child finally disappear into the streets south of the main square, sighed.

The familiarity between the kitten's eyebrows and in her veins reminded her of her childhood, the little temple on the top of Poitou, the elven leopard named **, her father's sword, and the thin oatmeal porridge day after day...... Although he often did not have enough to eat, the anonymous oracle and legendary priest never regretted it, because it was a dark time, and only by feeding the combatants could more evil be killed.

Day after day, the young self sang the name of the nameless so lightly, from the time sT 1394 to the time of sT 14o1 when Poitu was besieged by the evil army, and at the moment of the destruction of the city, a strange group of strangers pushed open the wooden door of the small temple.

'Is your name Qi Mohan?' ’

From that moment on, the young self had a new way to live, and he returned to the steppe elf king city north of the Dragon's Claw Fortress to begin his formal priest training.

As he grew older, he heard more and more about the outlanders, Fontainebleau, Palancell, Zion, Morne...... Their names have always been on the list of the recovered cities that have been recovered by the living.

As I grew older, I gradually realized that the extra figure in my heart was so far away, he was so great, so legendary, even his peers, even the most strict and kind teacher to the foreigners, even the god who responded to his greetings...... They were full of praise for that figure.

He is the Son of the Blood Night, he is the Guardian of the Dragonclaw, he is the Son of the North, and he has a companion by his side who is willing to be with him, a friend who is willing to keep the Proverbs with him, and a companion who is willing to go to the sea of blood with him. And he was so small, so humble, so great a warrior, that he probably wouldn't have known that he had saved the child at the top of Poitu in the late summer and early autumn of sT14o1...... has unknowingly had a crush on him.

The days passed day by day, until one day, in the early summer of sT 1412, the general mobilization of the Prairie Elf King City began, and all the anonymous working priests, paladins and paladins began their journey south, and the battle of Palo Ernst and Ashubi began, and the living people were moving towards the east...... No, it should be said that the last evil stronghold of this plane has launched the final general attack.

At that time, there were suitors around me, the bold pursuit of young compatriots, and the whispered laughter of older teachers...... Always annoy yourself.

This life was not until in the wounded area of Palo Ernst, when he saw the figure in his heart, the paladin who knelt on the ground and covered the body of his friend with a linen sheet.

Qi Mohan lowered her head, she who took out the pocket watch at this moment was not an elder in the eyes of a cat cub, not an anonymous oracle, not a legendary priest, she was ...... at this moment Just an old man looking at the yellowed photo inside the pocket watch case and wanting to sit in his memories for a little longer.

In the photo, the young girl sits on the lap of a young man, and the sweet smile seems to be yesterday, but now it is sT1845, and it has been a full four hundred years since the beauty in the photo, and there are still years to go, and children can only understand that era full of despair and hope from the murals, photos, and the mouths of legendary elders of their own age.

Remember the surprise on the young paladin's face when he saw her again...... With fun.

You've grown up. ’

The warmth when the big hand is on the top of the head, and the joy when the smile is reflected in the bottom of the heart, are not as happy as this sentence.

However, after the encounter, the benefactor joined the commando, and the dreadnought, together with his equally fearless companions, attacked the walls of Ashupi in a chariot...... Some of the carts were set on fire, some were blown up, and many more were on the rampart, and the warriors with shields rushed up the walls with fiery glue, vials of oil, all sorts of arcane, and arrows...... As a young man, he could only watch from the distance of the front, watching the city walls change between fossils turning into mud and turning mud into stones, watching the corpses of warriors fall from the city, and there was no sound in the entire position...... Until a banner embroidered with a Mogus phoenix appeared on the wall of Ashubi's north gate, until more banners appeared around it.

'That's the banner of the Son of the Bloody Night!'

'I knew that these fearless strangers had never let us down!'

I couldn't listen to the voice in my ears, and I couldn't bear the torment in my heart anymore, and I repeated my youthful wish in my heart and rushed to the city wall with the second group of commandos - I read knight's books when I was young, and the heroine always said to the male protagonist that they would breathe together and share their fate.

He is a foreigner, she is an aborigine, since they can't breathe together, they should also let each other's fates come together...... At least that's how it should be.

So he was manipulated by the courage and stupidity in his heart, wearing a helmet and a shotgun, and rushed up the city wall with the large army, and staggered for a long time in the sea of corpses and blood, and saw the scene of the paladin holding the screaming partner in his arms and crying.

"Elders. ”

The voice from the front made Qi Mohan detach from her memories, and as a legendary priest, she looked at the kitten standing at the foot of the steps, as well as the companions behind him, with the kindness of an elder.

"I'm sorry, Elder, but the situation in that woodland seems to have exceeded our estimates. The kitten, who also had black fur, said uneasily, "We failed." ”

Looking at him and his companions, Qi Mohan walked down the steps, and the elder who stretched out his hand patted him lightly on the face: "But all the aborigines remember your sacrifices, just as they remember the sacrifices your fathers and elders made for this world. ”

"But we can't do anything, Elder, the Dead Apostle's abilities are exactly beyond our expectations. As a large human, George had to crouch down so that the old man who came to him could touch his head: "We have failed, and even if we wipe out the rest of the Brotherhood of the Bloody Hand, this dead apostle who escaped...... It may cause great trouble in the future. ”

"Why don't you leave the future to your future self? Patting George's cheek gently, Qi Mohan smiled, looking at the elder of the young man in front of him and sending her invitation: "As half of the host, I will invite you warriors of dragons and beauties to participate in tonight's banquet, as guests, my children, please don't let me wait too long as this old woman." ”

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