Chapter 424: Mary Degard
The matter of Mary Degaret made Abaylou a little haunted, and there was no other person - when he tried to push Mary Degaret's position back, Abaylou found ...... Mary Degar was waiting by the tent. She didn't want to kill her son Goranbo, nor did she want to bring about the destruction of the Hosara tribe, why did she hide by the side of father and son and never show up.
Abailou walked out of the tent where the father and son were on the grounds that there was "still some things", and came to the back of the tent, where Abailou casually drew an isolation circle.
"Come out. Abaylou said.
No one answered.
"Sneaky, I'm going to treat you as someone with malicious intent, do you need me to say more about what happened after that. Abay said in a cold voice. The killing intent surged slowly, and if there was a need, he would not kill the witch.
On the contrary, perhaps more witches have died at the hands of Abaylou than some in the Holy See. If it is the enemy, there is no need to save it.
"Wait a minute. An old woman came out, and she faced Abaylou, and although she was old, her eyes were as clear as a maiden's. The old woman was a little at a loss, and was slightly embarrassed to face Abailou, "I don't quite know what to do in front of the witch's savior. You are like the legend, so dictatorial. β
"Then you should first tear off your disguise and show me who you really are. Abaylou said.
"You're right, I should do it......" The old woman clasped her hand into the gap between her neck, Abay Lou thought that the old woman's disguise was a leather hood, but she didn't expect it to be a full-body disguise, she tore off all the skin layers that fit her body, revealing the normal slightly petite female body.
She has the same brown hair as the natives of Shegra, and her body is a little petite, but she has the charm of a mature woman. Witches are all very beautiful, and so is the rumored Maridegar who abandoned her husband and child.
"I didn't kill her. Mary Degaret was anxious to explain the origin of the leather goods, "I asked for permission, and before she died, she asked me to protect his son. β
"Interesting, your powers are a bit special, Maridette. Abaylou walked around Maridelgar twice, as if to examine Maridegar's secrets. He wouldn't care if Mary Degaret actually killed the old woman.
"Can you find it?" said Mary Degar, surprised.
"You are very similar to the smell of the delusional Tianjiade, if I guess correctly, you are probably the only witch with the ability to foresee, the Celestial Witch. β
"It's a little different, the future I can predict is only what the stars want to tell me β Jiade's abilities can even affect the future. Mary Degaret shook her head and said, "I hope that the general will not influence the decisions I have made over the years, I have no ill will towards my son, and I must do this to save his life." β
"Your decision almost killed him. Abaylou squinted his eyes and said.
"He must be saved, and the world tells me that Goranbo will be the savior of Shegra in ten years, and that the end of his life will come when it should be, and if he should die in ten years, he will die. Mary Degga said inscrutablely.
Once these prophets talk about the future, they are all the same as Mary Degaret, and Abaylou has a headache when he listens to it, and many times it is ambiguous words, but Abaylou knows that they do see the future, and many times they have to believe their words - for ordinary people, the future is an insurmountable wall, but for people like Abaylou, it is not so difficult to overcome.
"I suspect you all know each other. Abay Lou said helplessly: "Even the tone of speech is the same, up to the Delirium Heaven, down to the Celestial Witch, I'm really fed up." β
"We do know each other. Mary Degar nodded and admitted, "The prophets can perceive each other in the future torrent, and I meet every year with the delusional Wonder. β
A group of prophets gathered for a pantoma party?Abay couldn't help but laugh at the thought of this.
"How is she now?" asked Abaylou.
"The state is very poor. Mary Degaret shook her head and said, "It's like being sick." Mary Dejia seemed to feel that the father and son in the tent were about to walk out of the tent, so she closed her eyes and thought for a moment, and opened her mysterious pupils, "I must leave, General, you should know why I hid my identity, I did it for the good of my husband and son." β
"Becoming a messenger will give my son a better chance of development in the future - a messenger is not a dead end, otherwise there would be no profession in this world. I hate myself for not being good at fighting, otherwise I wouldn't have missed out on seeing my family. Mary Degaret said to Abaylou regretfully.
"I can solve it for you, and your son can still be the messengerβ" Abaylou called out to Marie Degaret, who was leaving in a hurry, "Instead, you need to provide me with information about a person." β
"It's a snow witch who has lost her mind. I have angered her, and if you can bring her back to her senses, neither she nor the Holy See will hinder my appearance, and this is the reason why I conceal my identity, I fear that a natural disaster will befall Shegra. But please don't kill the Snow Witch, she's my friend. β
If it's the same as Hosala, it's no wonder that they will become a family. Knowing that the other party had murderous intentions towards her, she judged whether she should be killed based on human nature rather than hostile relationships.
Abaylou often scoffs at this naΓ―ve idea, but when he really faces this kind of person, he can't help but have some admiration.
The witch's natural disaster, the first to bear the brunt of the Holy See, followed by the powerful enemy. Abaylou guessed that Marie Degaret had encountered an enemy that could not be matched, and in order not to implicate the family and even the whole of Shegra, she had to meet her husband and son.
She could have taken her family back to the Pan Continent, where someone would stop the enemy for her, but those who remained in Shegra might not have so much luck.
This greatness alone was enough for Abaylou to help Mary Degaret. He could hear the helplessness in Mary Die's words, the so-called anger was nothing more than a calamity, especially her ability to foresee, which would make her a thorn in the side of the Holy See.
In order to pull out the nails, the Holy See did everything.
Maridelgar quickly hid her identity, hunched over like a real old woman drowning in the crowd.
"Moonsickle, what are you doing here?" asked Hosara, who came out, suspiciously, thinking that Abay had already left.
"I met a friend and couldn't help but stay a little longer. Abaylou smiled and said, "You don't have to worry about tomorrow's affairs, I will solve it for you." β
"I'm not worried, I believe in your abilities. Hoshara patted Abaylou on the shoulder and said, "I don't know why, I always feel a lot lighter, I have never felt so easy in this year." β
"I'm not going to drink tonight, I'm going to get ready for tomorrow. Abaylou said.
"Of course, of course, the most important thing is to get down to business. Hosara said.
That being said, when Abaylou returned to the tent, he still ate a lot of meat prepared by Modori. For tomorrow's battle, Abaylou has to be ready.
In the face of an unknown enemy, Abaylou rarely copes with it.
In addition to this, proper venting is also important.
Women are the most convenient outlets.
As it rained, Modoria fell asleep, and Abay stared at the flickering firelight.
The news is cut off, and Abaylou finds a better solution - to find the Snow Witch and ask Maridelga to help him find someone.