"Lopis, you're back!"

"Lofi the Archer!"

On the way back to the lodgings, quite a few townsfolk had already come out of the cellar when they learned that the battle was over, and they greeted Lofes, who occasionally nodded and said nothing.

The townsfolk were accustomed to the silence of the young man, as many of the young men who joined the militia and fought frequently: the close proximity to death and blood made these young men grow up quickly, becoming silent, resilient, reliable, and even the breadwinner of the family.

"Lofes the Archer", a rising star in the militia, has been known to many townspeople.

In such a period of war and chaos, only those who possess force can become the support of the family, and if it were not for the fact that Lofes has a wife and children, many townspeople are even willing to marry their daughters to this young man who has no money.

Compared with the real fierce battle, the defensive battle of Xiling Town was not fierce and cruel, but after this period of continuous fighting, not only ordinary militia, but even Luo Feishi also gained a lot of growth.

In order to prevent the White Eagle Knight from discovering that someone was aware of their identity under their noses, Lofes deliberately showed his archery skills far beyond those of ordinary militiamen, and fabricated the origin of a mountain village hunter, and then obtained the position of a lookout on the arrow tower.

Fortunately, his ancestors had passed down a unique secret method to conceal the Dou Qi, so that Lofes's Dou Qi rank was not discovered during the test.

However, it is precisely because he is not able to use his fighting energy that Lofes has become accustomed to saving every ounce of energy, including speaking, and using all the saved strength to draw his bow.

Ever since he was trained as a knight and cultivated his fighting spirit, Lofes never realized that there was still a large part of his physical potential that had not been developed.

The battlefield is the most powerful potential press.

No matter how exhausted Lofiz and his companions were, if they couldn't pull the bowstring, the comrades who were engaged near the wall could become ghosts under the claws of the demons, or let the demons destroy the wall and threaten the ordinary civilians living behind the walls, in which case no one could mobilize every ounce of power that could be mobilized.

Lofes felt that the bottleneck he had been stagnant for two years was showing signs of loosening, and if he could survive this war and survive to the safety of the rear, he would have a good chance of cultivating the elements and taking it to the next level.

"Lofes!"

In front of a wooden house in the makeshift containment area in the southeast corner of the town, a woman dressed as a commoner woman with a headscarf and an apron stood in the doorway, tiptoeing over, and when she saw the figure of Lofes, she almost jumped up and rushed over.

"Claire!"

Lofes held her elbow, and the two hugged each other seemingly intimately and practically at a distance, and Lofes swept around vigilantly, and some intentional or unintentional voyeuristic glances avoided it, and he hugged the woman towards the wooden house, and asked in a low voice:

"Those guys are harassing you again?"

"No, no, no! They haven't dared to come back since you repaired those guys last time. ”

Mrs. Claire came back to her senses and hurriedly closed the wooden door.

"What happened?"

Lofes' gaze froze as he moved into the room.

He saw a large cloud of ash on the floor of the cabin, the only plank bed in the house was missing, and a fist-sized hole appeared in one of the walls of the house, and the surrounding planks were carbonized black.

The same traces of carbonization appeared in several parts of the cabin, as if there had been an explosion in the house.

And that wasn't the focus of Lofes, his eyes were focused on the boy in the middle of the room who looked to be about eight or nine years old.

The latter was emitting a raging heat, making it look like a fireplace had lit in the previously cold wooden house.

"Young Master Nick has awakened his vindictiveness? Fire attribute vindictive?! "Lofes is incredible.

"Is it really an awakening vindictive? And sure enough, it was! ”

Mrs. Claire was inexplicably surprised, and her low voice couldn't suppress the excitement and surprise, and she clasped her hands on her chest, and muttered almost nervously:

"Yes, I knew, I knew, my Lord would not forsake His Lamb! Our Lord will not forsake us! Thank you, Lord! Thank you, Lord! ”

Mrs. Claire was screaming in a suppressed voice, her beautiful features were distorted, and the green tendons on her forehead floated one by one, and her expression was crazy and hideous.

Lofes looked at her in astonishment, for he had never seen Madame Clare so out of shape.

After all, the pampered noble lady had limited strength, and soon Madame Claire felt exhausted and limp, and recovered from her irrational agitation, gasping for breath, and oozing a lot of sweat from the pores of her skin, and had to be supported by Lofes.

"Hold, I'm sorry, Lofes, I'm out of shape! I, I'm just so pleasantly surprised, you know, I haven't heard good news in this time, so, so I'm ......."

Regaining her senses, seeing Lofes's surprised expression, Madame Claire immediately remembered the secret she had deliberately concealed, and could not help blushing, and explained in a panic.

"I understand, I understand!"

For a fragile aristocratic woman, who had persevered for so many days in the midst of continuous calamities, Madame Claire's cousin had already impressed Lofes, and he saw Madame Claire's previous cousin as an outburst that had been suppressed for too long, and it seemed reasonable at a moment's notice.

It is a gentleman's courtesy to transfer the lady's embarrassment at the right time, and he turned his gaze away, and saw the boy who was like a small fireball, and subconsciously said:

"Although Young Master Nick's fighting spirit has awakened very early, it has stabilized, which means that he quickly found a way to control his fighting spirit, and he doesn't need external interference, just let him wake up on his own, which usually means that the potential is ...... Hey, no, has Master Nick planted the seeds of vindictiveness? Or had he already awakened his bloodline before leaving? ”

Lopis thought that Nick's father, the lord of Milou, whom he was loyal to, had awakened his son's bloodline before leaving.

Although this is done to promote the growth of seedlings, in order to continue the power of the ancestral bloodline, so that the family heirloom fighting spirit can become the basis for future rise, which is also a choice that the nobles may make at a critical moment of life and death.

"No, no, of course not! You know, we left too hastily – what's wrong with Nick? ”

Mrs. Claire panicked.

She didn't know that there were so many ways to practice Douqi, and she subconsciously answered the truth, after all, she didn't know anything about Douqi cultivation, and only Lofes could give Nick the best guidance among those present.

"No, no, Young Master Nick is very good, very good, his vindictive awakening is very smooth!"

Lofes's eyes widened, stunned, and then he murmured in surprise and delight:

"Could it be that Young Master Nick actually naturally awakened the power of the bloodline?"

"If it's a natural awakening, Master Nick's future is really limitless! The Nilov family has a queen! The Nilov family has a queen! Our Lord blesses, this is truly our Lord blessed! ”

The family heirloom fighting spirit of the city lord of Milou is the attribute of flames, and Lofes has no doubts about the flames on Nick's body, and is even more convinced that the Nilov family will be able to rise again in Nick's hands, as long as he can ensure that his little master can get the education and resources he deserves.

"In that case, we must think carefully about Master Nick's future, ma'am!"

He looked at Mrs. Claire and solemnly reverted to his honorific title, showing the importance he valued the conversation.

"Yes, yes, I was just going to talk to you about that."

After realizing that her son's vindictive spirit had awakened, and that the heroic bloodline inherited from his ancestors had not been extinguished because of the violation of the Ten Forgiveness Decrees of the Demon Calamity, Mrs. Claire suddenly felt hopeful.

Although she was completely reduced to a burden to Lofes on the way to escape, and knew nothing about the cultivation of Douqi, her shrewdness as a nobleman had not disappeared, and she keenly dug up the only "mine" from this town that seemed to have no connections to dig -

"Lopis, didn't you say that the White Eagle Knights were probably Templars who had concealed their identities and entered the Red River Plateau on a secret mission? Let Nick be part of their selection. ”

She couldn't wait to say what she had already thought about, as if she had already thought about it countless times:

"As long as they can pass their assessment, they will transfer the reserve members to the large rear, and when the time comes, not only can we move to the safe rear, but Nick will also have a bright future - although the knighthood of the Templars is a little lower, it has a chance to be hereditary, and with Nick's potential, his future can't be limited to an ordinary knight, right?"

"Didn't you worry that Master Nick's identity would be revealed?" Lofes asked, surprised.

Madame Claire was suffocated, she had been overwhelmed by the concealment she had been concealed all this time, and her son's vindictive spirit awakened to give her a sense of relief that she had suddenly let go of her burden, and she decided to tell the loyal knight the truth that she had been concealing.

Of course, the more crucial factor that made her make this decision was that this time of time together had made the young man and woman have some kind of ambiguous feelings, although they had not yet crossed the boundary of each other's identities, Lady Claire had faintly regarded the knight as her companion for the rest of her life.

"I'm sorry, Lofes, there's one thing I'm hiding from you......"

Telling all the contents of the Ten Decrees of the Demon Calamity, Mrs. Claire covered her face with her hands and wept silently:

"I dare not ask for your forgiveness, but I ask you to believe that I did not mean to deceive you......"

She glanced up pitifully at Lofes, whose chin was tense and he didn't say a word.

Mrs. Claire trembled, as if she had been hit in the heart by a giant hammer, and felt that the light of hope that had just been ushered in had disappeared again, and the original seven points of sadness had become ten, and she kept shaking her head and said incoherently:

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Lofes, it's all my fault...... But, however, this qiē is really terrible, too terrible...... God, I don't know why I'm in this situation......"

She broke down and burst into tears.

At this moment, a childish voice sounded:

“…… Mom, why are you crying? ”

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