Near the mast of each ship, there is a brown sheepskin scroll suspended in the air, and on both sides of the scroll, two bright and transparent wings are gently waving, gently supporting them at their inherent height, and countless electric lightning bullets emerge from above like foam, gradually occupying all the above sails, and can no longer accommodate the space for the eagle to fly. 【Fengyun Reading Network.】

The glowing white aura of the orb looks delicate and naughty, but under this simple appearance, there is a huge destructive power hidden.

It was not at all surprising that Hedamic appeared here, Luo Lan felt that he was puzzled by another matter, since the latter appeared here, then there was no reason why the members of the Monk Guild who belonged to the Mage Society would not be able to do so.

Why, then, did they not come out to rescue the port and the ships under attack? Could it be that there is something hidden in this?

Hindered by the thunderbolts, the harpy did not leave immediately, but hovered above like a foraging vulture, and the tsunami-like cries converged into one, even from thousands of meters away, the terrifying power could be heard.

Luo Lan was already rejoicing, or more accurately, a fluke. The Harpy's individual attack capabilities are not very good, perhaps not as strong as a low-level militia swordsman, but when they converge into a torrent, they can make the earth change color and the sea tremble. If it wasn't a single harpy that pounced on him at that time, but a dozen or even dozens of them, then there seemed to be no better way than to dodge him. He had a picture in his mind, what would happen when a certain number of low-level swordsmen and harpies suddenly encountered them on a plain somewhere?

Undoubtedly, in his heart, the value of this community creature is far greater than the latter, but it is a pity. They seem to have a beastly instinct for danger, and when they see their kind being attacked or killed by someone or something, they will take a look at it and never touch it again.

If this can be overcome, they will become a formidable force.

It's a pity, Luo Lan sighed secretly, how can the nature of living things be so easy to overcome? This is just like the most complex human nature, buried deep under the bone marrow like the roots of a tree, wrapped in skin and flesh and flowing with blood, difficult to change and difficult to overcome.

The sky was turbulent. However, it is unable to penetrate the shield made up of lightning bullets. Although the people on the ship were still flustered, they gradually quieted down.

The priest girl who had fallen into the water before was rescued by the undead acolyte, her beautiful face was slightly pale, and she was still coughing, obviously choking on a lot of water, and her wet robe was sticking to her body, and she was convex and delicately curved, and the wind on the sea was still very strong. When she reached the deck, she shivered, and her hands were subconsciously folded around her shoulders.

A robe shrouded in, and a warm light shone on her.

She looked up and saw that the robe had been taken off from the young priest in front of her, and she tugged at it with her hand and tightened it at the neckline. "Thank you for the help of this parishioner, I will remember it." ”

"It's a gesture. Luo Lan smiled faintly, there was no kind of deliberate flattery, nor that kind of hypocritical politeness, so he cooperated with this seemingly casual sentence. It makes people feel that this is indeed sincere from the heart.

Luo Lan turned around and instructed Xi Jiesi, "Take a few unused cloaks." ”

The female priest's eyes flashed with a faint look, and she glanced at Luo Lan, after all, a strange man's clothes were draped over her body. Although it is a special case. But with her identity, she was still embarrassed when she got ashore. The other party was so careful and thoughtful, so that she felt good in her heart, and couldn't help but gently touch the robe, and found that it was just a very ordinary woven robe, and it was not sprayed with any perfume, but it was clean. She was silent, for most of the clergy today wore silk robes from the Oriental trade, and the traditional robes were not worn by ascetics or old clergy who had long since retired.

She secretly judged Luo Lan in her heart, it seems that this parishioner is not only tolerant of others, but also a devout and self-disciplined believer. She rolled her beautiful eyes, and quietly glanced at Luo Lan again, well, this parishioner can also be called handsome, and unconsciously, a faint flush appeared on her originally pale cheeks. After a while, Xi Jiesi walked up to the deck with a weaving cloak in her hand, Luo Lan took it from her hand, and put it on the female priest, taking this opportunity, he smiled and said, "I take the liberty of asking, what should this parishioner be called?"

The female priest gently removed the original robe on her body, shyly concealed her proud figure in the cloak under Luo Lan's gaze, and then said softly: "Estia Carga Milan." A thick and warm feeling enveloped her body, and the cold sea breeze was immediately rejected from the outside, and she had never felt the same ironing of the original woven clothes.

"Ranton Mikrit. Luo Lan smiled and nodded, his smile is indeed a model of a clergyman, close and keep a distance, humble but proud, but the one who can handle this heat is either trained thousands of times, or a natural performer, and Luo Lan, who has both, is even more handy at this.

"It's an honor to meet you, Pastor Mikrit. Estia gave a light salute, she looked at Luo Lan with beautiful eyes, and said, "You can call me Estia." ”

At this time, the harpy man saw that he could no longer cause any damage below, and after a few turns, a seemingly leading harpy man let out a long roar and retreated to the south one after another, and the waves in the sky finally gradually stopped, and the bright light returned to the people.

"Pastor Astya, where is your subordinate?" Luo Lan asked politely.

"My servant is in the second boat," Estia said, smiling, gesturing her finger, "but the sampan is also smashed, would the Mikritan mind escorting me directly to shore?"

"Willing to help. Luo Lan nodded, he noticed that it was the one that Daphne was riding, and he thought in his heart, it stands to reason that there should be no priest of higher rank than her except for the person at the level of the regional bishop, so if she wants to go ashore, it will not be the turn of a priest like Estia.

Unless...... She has an extraordinary identity!

A flash of light flashed through Rolan's mind, and he glanced at Estia's finger again, it was a ring with two delicate wings, and he was even more convinced of his judgment.

The sampan on the ship was lowered from the hull, and the two men quickly docked at the berth in the harbor.

As soon as he stepped onto the dock, Luo Lan looked up and found that Hedamic was actually standing here, and the latter said politely to Estia: "Miss Kagamilan, your father has been waiting for a long time, and he is very worried about your safety. ”

Estia let out an "ahh

This question was very inexplicable, but with Luo Lan's judgment of her identity, he knew that it was not superfluous, he showed a free and easy smile, and said, "Estia, whether we can meet again or not, I believe this is the arrangement of the God of Light." ”

"Yes," Astya looked deeply at Luo Lan, and then said softly, "I am very grateful to him." ”

After Estia left, Luo Lan looked at Hedamik, who realized that the magician who had saved the lives of everyone on the ship was only trying to save the priestess.

After the day's separation, the young qi mage seemed to be a little less flamboyant and a little more deep, and there was still a lot of irritability in his eyebrows.

Luo Lan coughed and said, "This mage, I noticed that many of the flags on the harbor represent mages, so there should be quite a few mages in the station, right?"

Hedamic glanced at him, snorted, and sneered: "Magicians, it's not that they don't have the ability to destroy those harpies, but in their opinion, these ignorant and low-level creatures are not qualified for them to shoot, not to mention, these harpies are very flexible, and they don't have the certainty of killing them all, if these harpies come again, they will inevitably have to strike again, if they consume too much mana, then they will have the upper hand in the battle of dragon slaying." ”

It turned out that there was such a complicated reason for this, Luo Lan shook his head, and he asked meaningfully, "But, why did you make a move?"

Hedamik frowned, smiled self-deprecatingly, and did not speak. Luo Lan smiled lightly and said lightly, "You don't seem to mind telling these hidden secrets to someone you've never met?"

"It's not a big deal," Hedamic glanced at the badge on Luo Lan's chest, looked away, and said, "This is a well-known thing in the port, and even if I don't say it, the members of your Holy See's Friars will tell you, and it will be more detailed and mean." As for my ......," he laughed self-deprecatingly, "and it's just an insignificant little character, and no one cares what I've said or done." ”

At this moment, his figure looked extremely lonely and gloomy. It is conceivable that when the mission to protect Prince Shumi fails, the mage will not give him a good face, and may even be punished heavily.

Luo Lan's gaze stayed on him for a long time, and finally said meaningfully: "That's because they don't understand your value." ”