Sean, who had a smile on the corner of his mouth, closed his eyes tightly, groaned and ended his comfortable sleep, he vaguely remembered that he seemed to have a dream in his sleep, a very sweet dream, but when he recalled his dream, he couldn't remember any picture.

He only remembered that there was a name in the dream, a beautiful name.

"Bessilisa. ”

Dream?

Wrong.

The captain is in danger.

The brain, which was not fully awake at the moment, forced itself to wake up, and the confusion drove the stiff body, and the hands began to fumble wildly, preparing to get their own weapons.

A sudden feeling of weightlessness and a sensation of impact on the body.

The pain in his body finally made Sean fully awake, and he struggled hard to open his eyes, and it was no longer a battlefield in the ruins, but a familiar simple room and an old man in a black robe embroidered with stars.

Ms. Marpel?

Shaun, who shook his head and completely eliminated the confusion, looked at the smiling old man in front of him and immediately subconsciously asked for help: "Ms. Marpel, please go and rescue the captain, he..."

"Look behind you. ”

Following Marpel's fingers, Sean turned and looked behind him, a familiar figure lying on a stone bed, listening to his even breathing and slightly heaving chest.

It wasn't until this moment that the worry in Sean's heart finally dissipated, and he couldn't help but smile on his face, and thanked Marpel again: "Thank you, Ms. Marper, for your help again." ”

After finishing speaking, he realized that his hearing had recovered, and even the sequelae of taking potions to squeeze the magic power on his body were gone, and he even digested most of the potions of the second-order 'psychic person'.

Some are less scientific.

No, it should be said that there is no occultism.

"Ms. Marpel, did you heal my injuries?"

After handing Sean another cup of tea, Marpel shook his head and said, "No, even your injuries last time were not healed by me." ”

"You mean?"

"Yes, you guessed it right, it was the Being who healed you. Marpel looked at Sean's increasingly frowning brow and added, but his tone was a little deep, "It also includes the speed of digestion of the potion in your body is also controlled by him, I originally planned to take away the medium from you, in the hope that you will completely get rid of the entanglement, but unfortunately he has much more 'favor' for you than I thought." ”

"Medium?" Sean pointed to the blood-red flowers that were still pinned to his breast pocket, and looked at Marpel who nodded, and for a moment his thoughts were a little complicated.

It's no wonder that the previous lady Marpel was so friendly to her strange self, and she gave herself potion recipes and master materials, as well as mysterious items.

Just to compensate yourself?

In any case, this 'Flower of the Other Side' is an excellent spellcasting material except for attracting a certain evil god.

"Thank you. ”

A sentence sent to the heart of the most sincere feelings came from Sean's mouth, towards the kind old man in front of him, until this moment he was truly integrated into this organization, although everyone is so unreliable, but everyone is so sincere.

"Hahaha..."Marpel laughed at the suddenly serious Sean and said, "I just spent an unwanted item and picked up materials, and exchanged it for a high-level material from your hands, and I didn't get your consent, but I won't apologize, it's an older woman's willfulness." ”

"You're welcome. Sean, who was originally serious-looking, couldn't help but laugh when he heard Marpel's indecent words again, and said, "What did you mean by the materials you just picked up?"

"That piece of potion crystal, which belongs to the third order of the death path, is tainted. ”

"It?" Saying that, Sean remembered the remaining potion crystals in the captain's hand, because he only needed second-rank materials, so the captain split the crystals into three parts, and only needed to wait for himself to digest the 'psychic' potions, and then he could directly apply for third-rank potion materials.

"You don't think I'm capable of removing that level of pollution. Marpel took a sip of tea and laughed at himself before he said quietly, "This is what He left for you to nurture you, little one." ”

Nurture me?

A cold air rushed into the depths of his soul, no wonder his potion was digested so quickly, no wonder he showed such strange kindness.

Am I not qualified to be your prey now?

Or?

Sean remembered the kiss of the puppet woman that made her heart move, the two strangers, obviously he had always been extremely wary and afraid of him, but why he never forgot the feeling of the momentary heartbeat, and some vague memories that did not belong to him.

Bessie Lisa.

"Maybe I'm just a shell. ”

Sean, who was secretly mocking with a wry smile, was a little overwhelmed for a while, he was a little afraid that his promotion would be malicious to him, and if he didn't choose to continue to be promoted, he was unwilling to give up what he had been pursuing.

Brother.

He hadn't forgotten the dream that began to change after digesting the 'Spirit Disciple' potion, and although he didn't know what caused it, it didn't affect him to continue to pursue the past.

In the dream, there was my yearning for the starry sky, the inducement of 3125, the hostility of my brother, the baptism of the church, the change of 2477 and our escape plan.

Church, captivity, baptism, metamorphosis.

A secret organization that trains magicians.

Excluding the church of the seven orthodox gods, then there is only one existence that Sean knows of that can be called a church.

The Church of the End.

If so, will you be able to maintain your status quo?

Is it possible for an organization that can fight against all orthodox magicians to resist on its own?

......

Looking at Sean, whose face was constantly changing in silence, Mapel poured out the cooled tea in the teacup in front of him, refilled the cup and handed it over again, saying: "Little guy, sometimes don't worry too much, being smart is not necessarily a good thing, remember that you have organized protection, and you have the attention and protection of the goddess." ”

"Hmm. Hearing this, Sean reined in his emotions, secretly made a decision in his heart that was unknown to others, took the teacup with a movement in his hand, and after drinking it all, he asked as if he had only changed the topic: "Ms. Marpel, I don't know how the battlefield is going, and Eve is not injured, right?"

"There are no particularly serious injuries, and overall it is a relatively perfect battle plan, but..."Marpel said as he began to drink tea, observing Sean's expression, but when he found him unmoved, he couldn't help but add with a cold face: "But your team is ready to be punished, a simple out-of-control incident, what will you end up doing?"

Can I be blamed for this?

It was obviously the captain's idea, maybe if he hadn't changed the battle plan temporarily, maybe this incident wouldn't have happened at all.

Thinking of this, Sean couldn't help but tilt his head and look at Elf who was sleeping in the back, he was wondering if he should 'betray' the captain?

Besides, if the captain is not used to carry the black cauldron, then what else does the captain need?

"You don't have to be responsible. Mapel, who noticed Sean's careful thinking, interjected unceremoniously: "Elf's responsibility is not small, and your responsibility is not small, it seems that I should be too lax with you, and after you recover from your injuries, I will give you special training, very special training." ”

"Uh..." Sean was not embarrassed, but there was a trace of sadness in his heart for the members of the team, it seemed that there was no good life in the future, and then he reined in his thoughts and asked, "Are they seriously injured?"

Marpel, who had just lost his temper, became warm again in a blink of an eye, smiled and sipped his tea, and replied: "Except for a little guy from the military department and the little girl from the Sun Path, there are no major problems with the others, only some extraordinary disorders. ”

"Extraordinary disorder?"

"After coming into contact with the out-of-control person, everyone will be more or less eroded by its breath, resulting in a certain degree of cognitive error, and long-term contact will be assimilated by the out-of-control person, a process we call extraordinary disorder. ”

From Marpel's narration, Sean thought of the alienated ordinary people and plants in Boris's villa, and a familiar fear of the unknown rose, and he asked in a trembling voice, "What is out of control?"

PS: I wish all book lovers a happy Dragon Boat Festival.