[My name is Charles, and I'm a private investigator in the Steam City, and I'm in a state of panic right now, for I'm surrounded by countless bloodthirsty werewolves, and from their crazy eyes and salivating mouths, I can read hunger, but if I don't use me as food, I might be able to help them.]

But now, I just want to shout, help. 】

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"Merciful Goddess of Life,

Guardian of the Earth,

The nurturing of life,

The Divine Mother who created all things,

Your devout believer,

Pray for your protection,

Defend against the evil that presences,

Life Barriers. ”

Just as fear was about to overwhelm my reason, a gentle, heavy prayer sounded, and Miss Eve, who was like an angel at the moment, radiated bursts of emerald green light, and clasped her fingers with her hands crossed, bowing her head in prayer.

As her words fell, the vines behind her suddenly emitted the same brilliance, and then under the familiar sound of twigs, the vines began to squirm and stretch regularly from side to side, some forming a semicircle around us, and some covering from above.

Eventually, under my incredulous gaze, the vines formed a semi-circular fortress to protect us, not completely enclosed, but leaving an open space where Mr. Hank was.

The classic bunker structure, with the open space in front of you being just the right point for the enemy's attack and Mr. Hank's firepower.

But will Mr. Hank be able to stop the werewolves' furious charge?

I do not know.

But I could tell from the lack of nervousness on the faces of the three of them that there shouldn't be any big problems, and of course that's what I expected.

"Recovery. "Healing. "Thorn Armor. ”

Miss Eve did not rest after praying, and the green light that had just dimmed all over her body brightened again, and three waves of magic flew out from her slender fingertips and landed accurately on Mr. Hank, who was at the front.

"Victory roars. ”

Mr. Hank, who had been blessed by magic, immediately let out a loud shout, and his slightly calmer breath was once again filled with the smell of blood, and at the same time, he clenched the blood-red greatsword in both hands and held it high above his head.

"Crash. ”

A blood-like aura burst out of the sword, spreading towards the werewolves who bared their fangs and claws directly in front of them.

After the werewolf led by this energy was penetrated by this energy in an instant, blood oozed from the corners of its mouth, eyes, nostrils and ears at the same time, and its entire body fell to the ground as if it had no bones, and then the second, third...

From Mr. Hank's longsword to the edge of the platform, more than thirty werewolves fell to the ground silently.

"Shhhhh

It's not just me who makes me gasp, even Sean, who has always been indifferent beside him, can't help it, and sighs loudly: "Hank, well done, it's not a loss to be a magician in the way of war, it's simply born for war." ”

"I'm a pacifist. Hank was slashing at the werewolves and lizardmen who pounced on him again, taking the time to retort Shaun's words fiercely.

“...”

I could clearly see that Mr. Sean's face was half blackened, and sure enough, the group was not as kind as it seemed.

Charles, you must talk less and remain silent.

Before I could finish my thoughts, Miss Eve's crisp voice came as expected, "Mr. Big man, why don't you go to help, why are you talking so much." ”

His face darkened even more.

I saw Sean, who had turned back into silence, raised his large revolver, and Miss Skeleton, who had been in a daze since he landed, also learned to write Sean's movements in a similar way, took off the bone bow, and opened the bow with arrows.

The roar of gunfire and the sound of whistling arrows pierced through the gap in front of him, wielding his sword, leaving a hole in the heads of the two werewolves.

I listened to the incessant sound of gunfire and bowstrings in my ears, and couldn't help muttering to the two of them, you are so inefficient, you can't compare to the casualties caused by Mr. Hank's random sword.

"Crash. ”

Mr. Hank, who was as indestructible as a boulder in front of him, raised his sword aloft again, and a blood-red aura once again emptied the large number of werewolves in front of him.

"It's a terrible move. I looked at Mr. Hank, who was holding the sword and began to gasp, and couldn't help but exclaim, "Miss Eve, what is this principle?"

"Huh?" Miss Eve looked surprised, probably not expecting me to talk to her, but she still showed me a bright smile and explained, "Although this is just a simple use of magic, if I want to explain the principle to you, you have no foundation in magic, and I am afraid you will not understand." ”

Just as I was expecting Miss Eve's follow-up words as I bowed my head in contemplation, a rather indifferent voice interjected: "Quite simply, by wielding a long sword and causing a slight spatial concussion, these werewolves and lizardmen can withstand the shock in their bodies, but their internal organs cannot. ”

"Well, it's pretty much the same as Mr. Big Man described. ”

I can see this, do I need you to interject?

The corners of my mouth twitched, but when I saw Miss Eve's unchanged smile, I immediately put a shallow smile on my face and thanked Sean.

But what do you mean by those strange eyes?

For a moment, my heart began to beat uncompromisingly under Sean's gaze at me, as if the secret of my heart had been discovered by him.

Don't say it.

Praise the dawn.

Perhaps Mr. Sean heard my prayers, turned his intently gaze to Miss Eve, and said something that reassured me for a while: "I'm going to replace Hank, little lady, you take care to restore your magic." ”

"Don't worry, I have the 'Staff of Life' to help reply. Miss Eve said as she raised the deadwood scepter, and after three green rays of light landed accurately on Miss Skeleton and Sean, she said, "Come on, soldier, you have been strengthened." ”

"Why do you feel like you're fooling me, and you can't just use these three kinds of magic, right?"

"What do you mean by that, Mr. Big Man?" Miss Eve, who was questioned, immediately glared at her black eyes and said dissatisfiedly: "'Recovery' can help you recover your strength, 'Healing' can help you recover your wounds, and 'Thorn Armor' can help you improve your defense, and by the way, it can reflect some physical damage." ”

"That's why you didn't make a move?"

"I'm a support worker, okay?"

I looked at the two people who were arguing again, and I was a little puzzled for a while, whether the relationship between the two of them was good or bad?

But Mr. Sean still wants Miss Eve, who looks weak, to go to war, you are really cruel.

"Okay. With the help of my eyes, Sean finally chose to retreat, turned to Miss Skeleton, who had been drawing a bow and shooting beside him, and said, "Are you serious? Miss Freya." ”

Click!

I looked at the skeleton that kept nodding, and I couldn't help but glance at Sean, and muttered to myself, Miss Freya is at least more serious than you.

I don't know if she sensed the emotion I was exuding again, and after giving me a thumbs up, she pulled out the same color as the rusty sword at her waist, a gorgeous and majestic pitch-black armor, decorated with gold patterns on the surface, and a scarlet cloak like blood on the back.

Miss Freya, who has completed her dressing, instantly gives me a strange temperament mixed with iron and justice, like a real knight, with a real noble character.

It's just that Mr. Sean is not satisfied with this, I saw him stretch out three fingers and command with a serious face: "One, my knight lady, please be serious, now you are in battle; second, please don't waste my magic power casually; third, if you have to use my magic power, please discuss with me in advance." ”

Click... Click!

Even I could tell the sluggishness in Miss Freya's sluggish nodding motion, and it was clear that she was a little dissatisfied with her mean master.

Hey, I'll just think about it, miss, don't give you a thumbs up all the time.

Sure enough, in a moment, a sharp gaze like a knife fell coldly on my face, cutting painfully.

"Ha, ha, ha... , why don't you have a long memory?" Miss Eve's crisp laughter rang out, and then she said to Mr. Sean, who was glaring at me angrily, "Mr. Bear can't hold it anymore. ”

Hearing this, Mr. Sean couldn't help but snort heavily, stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers, and after touching the summoning of the ghost dog, he went straight to the scene.

The dawn of victory is not far away.

PS:I'm sorry.,There's something delayed today.,The update is a little late.,It's been a week of double change.,It's really hard.,It's still a single change next week.,Cuttlefish save some drafts.,Wait for next month to try double change.。