"Good angels bring light to the human world and bestow magic and great magic. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoThe human world has since created a splendid civilization, but the evil creatures of hell are going to destroy it. ”

A blue flame the size of a bean appeared on a soft finger. Then the arm gently stretched and accurately lit the white candle on the silver candlestick. The candlelight spread out, illuminating a face that could not be seen to be age.

This one had a soft, sympathetic smile on his face, but his eyes were closed. There are many wrinkles at the corners of the eyes, but the skin beyond the wrinkles is smooth and smooth like a young woman.

This is the blind eye of Akara, a monastery from the East. The monastery is said to have been destroyed by evil creatures of hell, and Akara is the last nun - she is a mage.

"Young druid, please don't doubt your eyes. I can't see the present, but I can see the past and the future. I can't see people's appearances, but I can see people's hearts. Akara smiled softly and pointed to the small snack on the shallow metal plate, "This is a shortbread I baked with my own hands, please taste it." ”

"Thank you!" The fat man picked up a shortbread and put it in his mouth. Sure enough, it is crispy and delicious, and the taste is similar to biscuits or old-fashioned peach crisp. Compared to wheat cakes, it is indeed a delicacy in the world, especially for those who have only one wheat cake per meal.

"You two also taste it, don't let down Lord Akara's good intentions." The fat man took two shortbreads and handed them to Eliza and Wendy.

Eliza shoved the shortbread into her mouth and chewed it with a clattering sound. Wendy took it in her hand, carefully biting down on a small piece and savoring it slowly.

These days, Eliza follows the fat man like a little tail. Wendy followed Eliza like a little tail. She never spoke, but her face was better, even if there was only one wheat cake per meal. The eyes are no longer blank, but more frightened, or curious?

Wendy often secretly looks at the fat man, and when the fat man looks at her, her eyelids immediately droop, like a panicked white rabbit.

Wheat cakes were scarce in Rog's camp, but there was no shortage of water, and Flavi and Eliza cleaned up Wendy very cleanly, a little girl.

"Let's have another one!" The fat man handed Wendy another shortbread.

Wendy shook her head slightly, lowered her eyelids again, and looked at her toes. These are Eliza's sister's old shoes, which are very well preserved. The shoe size is still a little bigger, but it also fits well, especially the special warmth. The chilblains on my feet gradually healed, and sometimes they itched.

"It's delicious, thank you, Lord Akara!" Eliza still chewed it like she coaked, it tasted really good, but it was too small.

"Eat more!" Akara looked at Eliza with some doting.

Or maybe she can really see it, blind person, and her heart knows better.

Akara runs a noble grocery store that sells identification scrolls and city return scrolls. The fat man already knew at this time that the parchment scroll with a blue stripe in the middle was not actually assigning value to the item, but identifying the inherent attributes of the item.

The scroll of the return to the city is painted with blue stripes, and the effect is even more magical. After casting, a blue water-streaked space-time gate appeared out of thin air, and after entering the door, it was instantly teleported into Rog's camp.

This knowledge was given to the fat man by Eliza, and the fat man was ashamed that he was a wild job changer.

Fortunately, the magical scroll of returning to the city can only be used by those who have changed jobs, which allows the fat man to regain a little face.

What's more, the job changer can also bring his or her little friends to use the portal together. Eliza screamed through the door, screaming and throwing herself into the fat man's arms, screaming back to Rog's camp, which made the fat man feel good.

So, the fat man took Eliza to experiment a few more times, and then used up the inventory since entering the Candras continent. Fortunately, it is available in grocery stores in Acala and the prices are not outrageous. The Return to the City Scroll sells for only 90 gold coins, while the Identification Scroll sells for 78 gold coins.

Two young and beautiful girls looked at the storefront for Akara, wondering if they were from the New Rogue people. Obviously, it was an honor to work for Lord Acala and to be fed.

In addition to scrolls, the grocery store also sells a variety of potions. The red one is the life potion, the blue one is the mana potion, the black antidote is the one that is strong. The effects are magical, and the fat man has at least personally verified the first two and brought them back to the real world.

Or can antidote and stamina potions also work magically in the real world?

While the two salesmen rolled their eyes to get the sample, Akara suddenly appeared in the store, "Young druid, please come to the back hall to talk." ”

The fat man naturally had a sincere smile.

"I already know about you. Congratulations, young druid. Akara led the way without hesitation, "The Chosen One, the Divine Blessing, was born with incredible skills and strength. It is precisely because of the hard work and sacrifice of generations of people who have been transferred to another job that they have been saved from being destroyed by evil hellish creatures. ”

"Lord Akara, are there many job changers in this world?" The fat man asked hesitantly. Being a lonely savior is always too stressful.

"Job-changers are born and raised just like ordinary people, and awaken their skills at the right time." Akara is clearly omniscient and willing to share his knowledge with young people, "Every time the human world is in danger of destruction, more people will emerge." No one knows how many converts there are, but we will always overcome the evil creatures of hell - with the help and guidance of angels. ”

"Hundreds of years ago, Diablo, one of the three demon gods of hell, took control of King Leorric, and the human world fell into purgatory. A job changer came into being, defeated Diablo, and stuffed Diablo's soul stone into his forehead. Because the three demon gods of hell are all unkillable. Fortunately, we have the soul stone given by the angel to seal the demon spirit. And this hero uses his body as a prison and his will as a chain, imprisoning Diablo for eternity. ”

"The place where the hero defeated and imprisoned Diablo was Tristram. Now, Tristram is in ruins, and no one knows what happened there......"

In the flickering candlelight, Akara spoke eloquently, her face devoid of joy or sorrow, and her closed eyes staring into the distance. Or maybe that's where Tristram is headed.

Uh, Diablo is unkillable. can only be sealed with the body - brother's willpower, is it so strong?

The fat man's face twitched.

Although there are not many job changers, my brother is not the only one, right?

At least there are Kashya-sama and Akara in Rogue's camp, and you are all highly respected and profound......

"Kasya's loyalty to Camp Rog is unquestionable. But her loyalty has always been close to ferocity, and I fear that her anger and setbacks from recent events will lead her down a hurtful path. She was extremely protective of the few Rog warriors who still obeyed her command, and was reluctant to send them into battle unless the situation was critical. Akara shook her head softly and sighed helplessly.

Can she really see people's hearts?

The fat man was startled, and hurriedly sat upright, no longer thinking about unfounded suspicions about the little fool who was fooled......

"Lord Akara, it's not fair for you to say that." Eliza, however, was a newborn calf who was not afraid of tigers, and calmly swallowed the shortbread in her mouth before speaking. Just now the fat man took three for her, and she took a few more for herself, and there were not many shortbreads in the shallow metal plate.

Akara's blind eyes turned to Eliza, and the corners of her mouth smiled lightly, and she was also doting, "I know your name is Eliza, and you are Flavi's precious daughter." Tell me, how am I being unfair? Oh, and please eat some more shortbread, you're welcome. ”

"Mistress Kasha eats the same as I do, and every meal is a piece of wheat cake." Eliza, of course, was not polite, and reached out and grabbed another shortbread and stuffed it into her mouth, but it did not prevent her from sharpening her teeth.

"Life in Camp Rogge is difficult, food is running out, and we need to get through it together. How do you know if I'm just eating a piece of wheat bread? Little girl, everything will be fine. In the near future, you'll have endless shortbreads, just like you're a guest at my place. We all have endless shortbread to eat, and we don't have to treasure it to entertain our distinguished guests. Akara smiled compassionately and understandingly, leading the lost lamb to the right path.

Eliza's shortbread choked in her throat.

"Lord Akara, thank you for your generous hospitality." The fat man had a smile on his face.

PS: The state needs to be slowly retrieved. Thank you again for your concern, you are my strength to move forward, or at least a reason not to give up. Take a bow! You have not given up for the past month, and you are very touched by the jacket. Take a bow! The old father has already rested, and he doesn't want to talk about it here anymore. Or when the mood recovers, I will write some commemorative words. (To be continued.) )