"Three years ago, there were three doubts about Rokhtar. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info"On the way to the great sage St. Vorf, the father said.

I looked blankly at my father.

Lacey's secret? What is called why is Reis alive? Why is my father so solemn? What the hell happened to Lacey?

The heart is so chaotic.

"First, while being the third-ranked mercenary group is indeed enough to destroy Roktar, attacking the kingdom's stronghold means making enemies of the kingdom. It only took three days for the Blood Annihilation Mercenary Group to retreat from the attack, and it was obviously prepared. But what about the purpose? What did they get for paying so much? Seeing that I didn't answer, my father continued, "Second, after the destruction of Roktar, His Majesty issued a requisition order, and only one day later the Blood Annihilation Mercenary Regiment was annihilated by the Burial Corps - it is said that the head of the Burial Corps, Ashetaro, personally brought the head of the head of the Blood Annihilation Mercenary Regiment to receive the reward. ”

After a pause, my father lowered his voice: "Later investigation, it was found that when Roktar was attacked, the Burial Corps was exterminating the bandits nearby - less than a day's journey from the city. ”

"So—" I seemed to understand something.

"Well," my father nodded, "the extermination of the bandits should be a bounty order issued by Roktar, and when they are attacked, someone will definitely ask for help from the Burial Corps." ”

"But the Burial Corps didn't respond."

"Deliberately, right? Judging from the reaction, it seems that they have been preparing to attack the Blood Oblivion Mercenary Group - perhaps, the Blood Annihilation Mercenary Group is a pawn! ”

"Doesn't anyone doubt it?"

"There is no evidence," the father shook his head, "there is no one alive in the Blood Oblivion Mercenary Regiment. ”

“……”

"Why did the Burial Corps do this? The third-ranked Blood Annihilation Mercenary Group believes that the price they paid is also very large, what are they trying to hide? The father continued, "-- probably something to do with Lacey."

I did not answer, but silently followed my father into the forest where Grandpa St. Vorf lived.

"The third suspicion, actually, is that Lacey could not have come back to life that day!"

“！？”

"No, exactly, if St. Vorf hadn't arrived by chance."

"Grandpa St. Wolf?"

"But even the Great Sage couldn't figure out what was going on with Lacey. Yes! "When he came to the cabin in the woods, his father pushed open the door.

"Yo, Xiaoxi?" A white-bearded man with glasses in the room looked up, "Isn't this Sakura?" It's so plump, huh? He narrowed his eyes, "It's really--come and let grandpa hug ~" and rushed towards me as he spoke.

It still looks so disgusting.

I hurriedly shrank behind my father.

"Hey, what do you want to do to my daughter?" Father unceremoniously kicked him in the head.

I really hate him, every time he's so horny, so annoying.

"Uh......" Grandpa slammed his head on the table when he seemed to fall, rubbing his head, "Xiaoxi, why don't you know how to respect the old and respect the virtuous so much, pity my old bone ......" He held his hands on the ground a few times, but couldn't get up: "I haven't lived for a few days, yo......"

I tried to help him, but my father stopped me: "Sakura, ignore him - look into his eyes." ”

Eye?

The little eyes were staring at me-

I couldn't help but arch my back and hide behind my father again. "Grandpa...... "I really don't know what to say, under that gaze, I feel as if I have been stripped naked, and I am disgusting.

"What's the big deal," muttered Grandpa St. Wolf, and got up on his own, "I'm still bathing in my arms when I'm young, and I haven't touched it!" ”

I got goosebumps.

"Alas, it's better to be your mother's cherry blossom girl...... Sakura-chan, don't worry~ Your breasts will be as big as your mother in the future~" Grandpa continued to mumble.

"Can you be serious? I really don't understand how the Pope could put the title of Great Sage on your head. "Father rubbed his forehead - he also had a headache for his grandfather's character, right?

"Don't talk about it—you're here for little Lacey, aren't you?" Grandpa looked at me, (always thinking he wasn't looking at my face) "It's time to tell Sakura." Sit here - Nozomi-chan, did you tell Sakura? Grandpa asked my father, and when he saw him nod, he said to me, "To be honest, I don't really know what Lacey is on. ”

What does that mean exactly? I bit my lip in confusion.

"When I arrived that day, Lacey's heartbeat was so faint that I could barely feel it," Grandpa recalled, "Cana—this little girl was so punctual, and she was covered with sweat that day—oh," and seeing us glaring at him dissatisfied, he hurriedly changed his words, "Even though there was little hope, I gave Lacey healing magic - Sakura knows how healing magic works, right?" ”

"Know a little."

"Originally, healing magic was to pray to the gods to stimulate the vitality of the * to promote the healing of wounds, and it was of little use to the * who had lost their vitality." As he spoke, Grandpa rummaged through the storage box and found a cloth bag, "It's useless to the dying little Lacey, but his body has a strange magical reaction when casting the spell." ”

“？”

"How can I say it......" Grandpa phrased, "is completely different from the system we know." I could only vaguely feel that something seemed to be sucking my magic out of him - just as I was inexplicable, Little Lacey's sudden heartbeat was so loud that all those present could hear it clearly, impossible, it was impossible for him to lose a lot of blood in itself—such a powerful heartbeat! Although the wound was still oozing blood, it was obvious to all of us that the child who was about to turn into a corpse was gradually becoming more alive - this could not have happened, at least, it should not have been in humans! ”

Despite my shock, Grandpa opened the cloth bag in his hand, and inside was a bandage covered with dark red spots, "This is from that time. ”

"Lacey's blood?" I asked.

"Well, look," Grandpa cut a piece of glass that he threw on the table, "this," he pulled out another vial filled with blue liquid, "it's demon blood." With that, he poured the blood into the cup.

I stared at the cup, and in the pale blue liquid, the dark red on the cloth faded away.

I felt a little frightened.

Could it be that Reis is-

Grandpa picked up the piece of cloth with a clip, and the pale blue piece of cloth - there was nothing on it. "The blood of the demon race is the best for us, and there has never been such an affinity between a person's blood and the blood of the demon race." He emphasized, "Never—not a half-breed!" ”

I covered my mouth with my hand while trying not to stop my voice from trembling: "Lacey...... Is it a demon? No, it can't be, no-"

"It's not! Look at this again! Grandpa took out another vial filled with clear liquid, "This is holy water." Then he poured the holy water into the cup as well.

Nothing happened.

Demon blood and holy water, which were originally ** to each other, were supposed to produce a large amount of heat and smoke after mixing - but nothing happened.

How can it be?

"That's not all!" Grandpa ignored my surprise and poured another bottle of holy water on the blood-stained bandage.

There was no smoke, but the blood stains were fading.

"What the hell is this—Lacey?"

Is this true?

Lacey with me?

Is it Lacey I know?

Lacey - What are you?

It's not true, it's not true, it's not ...... It's true......

Grandpa's words didn't stop because of me: "Sakura-chan, don't worry, Xiao Lacey is a human, I can be sure of this, remember when I came to your house to bless you?" ”

I nodded.

"I brought the holy book Ola that day, and under the aura of the artifact, I can be sure that Xiao Lacey is a human, there is no doubt about this - Xiao Xi doesn't know the following things, I have been looking for the answer to Lacey for three years, although there are some clues, but not completely, many of them are just my analysis, maybe not the truth." Grandpa looked at me uncertainly, "Do you want to hear it?" ”

I breathed a sigh of relief, and nothing made me happier now than hearing that Lacey was human. Looking at Grandpa, I nodded.

"I have an elven friend, he said that Lacey's magic fluctuations are very similar to elven magic - the healing principle of elven magic is very different from ours, they do not pray to God, but to all things in nature, and the energy produced is called the power of nature, and the healing of elven magic is to use the power of nature to achieve the purpose of healing, my magic is like a key to open what in Lacey's body allows him to repair himself, but my magic cannot give him energy, his energy must come from something else - so, the elf said, If that's really elven magic, then when you don't have energy to repair yourself, you'll only use one kind of energy, the only energy - that's your own life energy! ”

"Is this different from our healing magic?" The father was puzzled.

"Life energy is nothing to an elf with almost infinite life, but to a human with a lifespan of only seventy years-"

"Isn't it?!"

"Well, it's actually lifespan!"

My father and I were stunned.

However, the elf also had doubts, he found that the magic on Lacey was still different from the magic of the elves, it was said that it was impossible for humans to learn elven magic, and if he relied on life energy, his injuries should have been healed at the same time - why was Lacey's wounds still there? Just rejuvenating life? Considering the specificity of Lacey's blood, he suggested that I look up Lacey's bloodline," Grandpa took out a stack of papers, "This is Lacey's family history, you see-" He pointed to the documents and said, "Lacey's father was in the Roquetar family, there is nothing suspicious, but his maternal line, that is, the family that was named the twelve nobles when our country was founded, has been passed down for a total of six generations, and almost all generations have made outstanding achievements, you see this summary I have!" ”

Grandpa pulled out one of the parchments:

Count Skasaha, 27 years old, died in battle.

Count Resta, 25 years old, died in battle.

Viscount Dilmdo, 26 years old, died of illness.

Count Fabal, 29 years old, died in battle.

Lord Copple, 21 years old, died in battle......

"Of the 27 recorded males in six generations, 17 died in battle, and 6 died of illness - it may not say anything, but this one," Grandpa pulled out another piece of parchment, "half of all the female dependents died before the age of 25!" ”

"Reis also said that his mother died very young......"

"Well," Grandpa nodded, "because he died early, and by Lacey's generation, he and his mother were the only ones who inherited his ancestors' bloodline—I can't help but wonder if those 17 hadn't died in battle?" How old will they live if they return from the battlefield? The 17 ancestors of Lacey Jr. who died in battle were all young generals who had won countless feats on the battlefield - if they all used their life energy to make up for their vitality in this way-"

"So...... Lacey will die early, too—" I covered my mouth with my hand again in shock.

"These are just my assumptions, maybe not the truth." Grandpa held his glasses with his hand, "The attack on Roktar may also have something to do with this." You probably feel this Xiaoxi too, right? ”

Father nodded, "Well, the strangest thing about the attack on Roktar is the purpose of the burial of the Legion - assuming they are the real masterminds behind it. ”

"The Funeral Corps is a very strange mercenary regiment," Grandpa continued, "as if it came out of nowhere forty years ago, and no one knows where it was originally formed—the strangest thing is that the Legion has remained a mystery to this day, and there have never been deserters, nor have they ever been hired at mercenary agencies." Moreover, the head of the regiment, Ashetaro, always wore a skull mask, and no one had ever seen him for what he really was. ”

"Alias the Corps of the Dead......" I remembered the alias of the Burial Corps.

"Xiao Xi and I have always suspected that Ashetaro is a demon - according to the records of the Hagia Sophia Templar Legion, since the appearance of the Burial Corps, there have been a lot fewer demon attacks in various places, and some are even impersonated by humans - why did demon activities almost disappear during the same period? I didn't doubt it, but Xiao Lei's blood is too weird - it can be fused with the demons and holy water - the magic on his body seems to be more similar to the legendary berserker blood curse that continues the entire family, and it can survive with just a little blood, and it seems to be very similar to the ecology of the demons - we all know that the blood of the demons is less than half of that of humans, but the life recovery is very strong - anyway, the matter of Xiao Lacey must be related to the demons. ”

"If that's the case, why wasn't Lacey killed or taken away?" I asked, confused.

"Maybe it's related to Lacey, but he's not the ultimate goal, right?" Grandpa took out a piece of paper and handed it to me, "This is the text hidden in the mural that Xiao Xi found in the ruins of Roktar City. ”

I took the note, and my heart pounded.

This is far from being a text on this continent, but it is a text that I am so familiar with.

That was the words my mother taught me when I was a child.

That is the mother's homeland, the words of the Far East.

"The Way"

End of Chapter 5...