Chapter 5: Sleepless Tonight
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The curious Alwin suddenly approached Xia Zhe's side and asked, "Just now you asked a question about the calamity, so it can be seen that you are not a hero of the association, are you a warrior hidden in the people? or a mercenary? If you are just a civilian, with all due respect, it is the most correct choice to evacuate with the others." ā
Xia Zhe, who thought that his self-esteem was unconsciously stepped on by this foodie female knight, was really ruthless in his heart, especially the delicate and serious face with a serious tone. The most important thing is that damn height. In short, this woman is not cute at all.
"Well, if I'm a warrior after killing two Calamities, then I'm here. However, if I say that I am mainly trying to avoid blind dates, do you still think it is pointless? In the eyes of Xia Zhe, a four-good otaku from the 21st century, he stayed for freedom and protection, what a lofty thing.
However, when Alwyn heard this, he started a serious lesson mode: "Childish behavior." You only have one life, and your irresponsibility may hurt those who care about you. Even if you are an admirable warrior, such an act is also unacceptable. ā
"Is it so online?" Xia Zhe felt that this female knight's thinking was very strange, and communicating with her was not only tiring, but also stimulated by her at any time.
Maybe the questions you want to know have basically been answered, maybe Xia Zhe feels that it's not too early now, and it's time to go and get a good night's sleep. Xia Zhe didn't care about this strange girl and forcibly wanted to end the topic, "Thank you very much for your doubts, but it's not too early, rest early." Speaking of which, Xia Zhe suddenly maliciously guessed that Alvin, a foodie, must be lost, and it is estimated that if it weren't for the smell of barbecue, how could he have touched me.
"Forget it, I'm still familiar with this area, where you're going tomorrow, I'll help you lead the way. ā
The girl looked at Xia Zhe, who was about to leave after ending the topic, and she suddenly felt that she might have said it too seriously just now.
For some reason, she suddenly wanted to do something to make up for it, she didn't quite understand why she had this idea, could it be because of the barbecue.
"Wait. Alwyn blurted out subconsciously.
In the silence, the awkward atmosphere between boys and girls became strong in vain.
Coincidentally, at this moment, a night wind penetrated into the room, and the candles lit on the wooden table were instantly extinguished, and the already dim room was suddenly left with only Arvin, a moving faint light source.
"Hah! Now you are indeed worthy of the heroic name of Shining Knight. Xia Zhe, who was stopped, turned his head and said with a smile.
Alwen nodded meekly, as if he recognized Xia Zhe's praise, and then asked unnaturally: "According to the map instructions left by Lord Reggie, I have been walking in a straight line to get here in the direction of the sun, and my lord is going in the southwest direction, although there is a bit of a detour, but at the speed of the adult, I should be able to reach the Black Ridge Mountain around noon tomorrow at the latest." Well, is Rockridge Mountain far from here?"
"I've been to Rockridge a few times, and it's a nest for giant beaked birds. As he spoke, Xia Zhe's hand pointed to Alvin's flat lower abdomen. "Well, it's your dinner today. ā
The female knight naturally looked at Xia Zhe's hand, only to see that the dull hair that was still quite stiff instantly lost her spirit.
It's really surprisingly easy to understand, although it's a cold face from the beginning of the meeting.
thought so in his heart, but Xia Zhe still whispered comfortingly: "Okay." The greater the capacity, the greater the amount of food. Tomorrow, the world needs your salvation. So rest early. ā
"Hmm. Good night and thank you for your hospitality. Alwyn politely said goodnight, she felt that what Xia Zhe said was very reasonable, it was very happy to be recognized by others, and the man in front of him was brave (left alone in the town, wanting to fight against the destruction of the calamity), kind (willing to share his food with others, and arranged a place for her to rest), strong (he had eliminated the calamity alone), and was a very good friend.
This illogical and powerful brain replenishment ability was directly reflected in Alvin's handful of hair, because they stood up as soon as they "duang~".
Because of those restless dull hairs, Xia Zhe laughed out loud, and he nodded: "Good night." ā
Tonight is destined to be a restless night.
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At this time, deep in the forest to the northwest of the town, an emaciated figure was leaning against a large thick tree, and by the faint moonlight, the silver hair stood out in the darkness. Beside him, wooden suitcases were stacked half a man high, and Lord Reggie, whom Alvin's mouth was talking about, was leaning on it to recover from the exhaustion accumulated along the way.
Eating the dry bread he carried with him in small bites, the hunger in his stomach was constantly reducing, and then he opened the wine jug he carried with him, and drank a sip of old wine to relieve the dryness of his throat, "Ah~" Reggie, who was very addicted, let out a comfortable cry.
The old man who rested alone in the depths of the forest, at this time his thinking couldn't help but be a little divergent, he hadn't been in such a hurry for a long time, but he was tired of my old bones. The young people of the association don't know how to take care of us old guys. Respect the elderly, love the young, today's young people really don't understand.
Thinking of this, Reggie's eyes twitched involuntarily, and patted the suitcase that he had picked up because he loved the young, and this old man with a very good temper had to sigh.
I'm really grateful to that serious and rigid old friend, it's completely carved out of a mold, Alvin, that little guy, it's really "heavy" on the first mission.
Suddenly, Reggie, who seemed to think of something, sat up and muttered, "Oops! That rigid old friend is still very good at eating, and Alwyn has also inherited this point that is not good or bad." Although I gave her most of the food before, I was always a little worried. Alas~ This confused little guy actually forgot the communicator to me. ā
You must know that when Alwyn first came to the association, because the association had such a rule: S-class heroes, provide free meals with special regulations. So this made her, who didn't care about the level, immediately passed the assessment and was promoted to the 11th S-level in the association. In fact, the history of the emergence of this regulation is intended to be that the association allows S-class heroes not to have to cause a sensation when they go out to eat, after all, the so-called S-class heroes, under the association's years of publicity, have unconsciously become similar to the feeling of previous stars, and even some highly popular heroes have developed their own support groups.
Even if these S-class heroes may not seem to care about these messy things, this is the truth, the S-class that combines strength, appearance, and talent is the most eye-catching existence wherever they go.
However, during this time, the grapevine from those high-level officials said that the S-level free meal rules may need to be changed in the near future. The reason is probably Alvin, if this new S-class has really changed the special rules of the association by herself, then she can be regarded as the only one in the association since its establishment.
In fact, there are times when Reggie wonders if the Windsol guy can't afford to raise his daughter, so he sent her to the Heroes Association with deep pockets.
So, now he is really worried about whether Alwyn will become the first S-class hero in the association to fail the mission for some strange reason, such as: hunger.
He has always worked hard, and at this time he has to work hard to cheer up, ready to travel overnight to meet the "miserable white trace", if he can, he can solve it as soon as possible, otherwise he will make plans after meeting with Alwin.
For some reason, Reggie always had a very dull feeling in his heart about this sudden calamity, maybe the truth is not as simple as it seems on the surface, Hanks and they are sitting far away in the intelligence room, and what they guess may not be so accurate, because this calamity is too purposeful.
Forced to suppress the uneasiness in his heart, Reggie took another long sip of wine. Shaking the flask slightly, which was almost inaudible, "There is not much wine." ā
A quarter of an hour later.
Reggie, who was almost resting, got up and hammered his stiff shoulder and said to himself: "Oh~ Keep going, it's really a life to worry about!"
Reggie quickly tied the large bags of luggage behind him and carried them on his back, and after making sure that there was nothing else missing, he disappeared into the night in an instant, leaving behind a large area of dust that could not be dispersed for a long time.
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At the same time, everyone's destination, at the foot of Stone Ridge Mountain, flashed in the night like a black hole, three figures wearing black cloaks, and on their cloaks, an irregular six-pointed star was printed on the neckline.
They seemed to have a clear goal, following the trail of destruction along the trail of the White Trail.
"The night road here is really difficult to walk~" One of the black cloaks said in a faint and lazy tone.
"How can that madman who drank the potion run so well?, short old man, will your plan succeed?" said a magnetic male voice from another tall man's cloak.
The black cloak, known as the "short old man", trembled visibly: "Caesar, isn't the regimental commander enough to educate you, and it is so difficult for you to respect the old man?"
"Wrong, old man, it's hard to respect you, to be exact. Next time, you will make a small report to the head of the regiment. I'll burn your messy books!" Because of the unbearable past brought up by the short cloak, the black cloak, known as Caesar, looked broken and issued its own warning.
"Huh!"
Walking sexily in the dark, even if the whole body is wrapped in a cloak, you can see that the owner of this voice is tall and plump curves. She endured two unreliable companions along the way, and saw that she had to use a slightly hoarse voice to make the two who were constantly fighting temporarily stop: "Caesar! Listen to Bruce, he eats everything now~"
"Alas... I don't want to get into that mad scientist's belly, old man, and have some kind of magic reaction. The dwarf black cloak known as Locke sighed slightly.
Caesar looked at Old Locke, who was admitting defeat, with satisfaction, and waved his hand magnificently: "Old man, for the sake of Black Rose's face, I will let you go this time." ā
After saying that, Caesar took the lead and swept along the mess.
Old Locke, who shook his head, also drugged to follow.
"Hehe!" the slender figure named Black Rose laughed softly.