I don't know how long it took, the little ghost woke up, and in front of him was an unfamiliar ceiling, with a painting of Dragon Quest pasted on it.

A young girl lies beside him... The girl's eyelashes are very long, her face is cold and pretty, her long brown and gold hair is scattered on the bed, her body is very athletic, and her strong and well-proportioned body is full of explosive power.

At the moment she is asleep, snoring softly, like a lioness cub who has not yet reached adulthood, so cute...

"It must be a warrior..."The little ghost wanted to feel if the girl's magic fluctuated, but found that his magic power had been burned out, and his blood did not respond to the call at all

The little ghost struggled a few times to sit up, but his whole body was so sore that he couldn't even raise his hand, and his throat was a little dry, as if he could smoke.

The girl felt the vibration of the bed, sat up and rubbed her eyes, sleepy eyes were dull for a while, and turned her head to look at the ghost...

"Are you awake?" she looked at the little ghost's body, and her cold voice was tinged with concern.

The little ghost opened his mouth, and his dry voice couldn't utter a syllable. He blinked helplessly, signaling that he was thirsty.

"How many days have I slept? How is Brian? Has the devil returned?" the little ghost thought to himself, he was anxious now, what would he do if something happened to Brian after he returned to the family leader?

"I... I'm going to pour you a glass of water..."The girl saw the little ghost's predicament, and went to pour water for the ghost with her bare feet.

"How did she lie next to me... I slept so soundly..."The little ghost's mind was not very calm, and he was thinking wildly.

After a while, the maiden came back with the cup, lifted the ghost up, and fed him a drink.

"Ahem... Ahem" The little ghost was choked, and the girl patted him on the back, and the water went down.

"How's it going, does it still hurt?" the girl asked with concern.

"Hmm... It hurts... Did you save me?" said softly, his body aching, and his throat not so dry.

"Why, don't I look like it?" the girl frowned, looking down at her body, it really didn't look like it could destroy half of the courtyard with one blow.

"No, no, no... But... How did you land such a powerful blow... Didn't you say you couldn't beat that devil" The little ghost lay on the girl's lap, feeling very comfortable, as strong as the wooden pillow of his hometown.

"That's a bloodline skill, you can only use it once a day, and I don't have much physical strength after that, and I'm afraid I'll have to explain myself in that yard if I continue to fight. The girl explained, "And I... Like you, you don't know any lethal magic, but you can't deal with the devil who doesn't have a good mind. ”

The little ghost noticed that her eyes, like her hair, were brown and golden.

"Brown-blonde hair and eyes, she should be the blood of the Aslan royal family, the Lionheart King..."The little ghost's eyes dimmed...

"Are you a ghost?" the girl asked, her eyes a little sorry, but more curious.

"Yes... I'm—" The little ghost smiled wryly, not expecting her to take the initiative to bring it up.

The girl's eyes immediately dimmed, and she sat down on the bed, pulled her legs out, and clasped her knees with her hands.

"I've heard the news from my homeland, I'm sorry about your ghost clan..."She was silent for a moment before answering the little ghost.

The little ghost was stunned, but he didn't expect the girl to say this, "Why do you say it's the motherland?"

The girl smiled, "That old lion won't care about his drunken sex and the daughter born to his brother and sister-in-law." His eyes were very calm, even relieved.

The little ghost was speechless, he thought a lot, but he didn't expect Charlie the Lionheart, who was hailed as the king of the Crusaders by the Aslans, to have such a scandal.

"I didn't expect to meet a ghost clan here, it seems that you are also of royal blood?" The girl saw the expression of the little ghost, and she was a little proud.

"By the way, my name is Vina, what's your name?" the girl asked curiously, without the slightest hint of the momentum of the princess Aslan, which was completely different from the ancient Aslan she shouted that night.

"Hmm... My name is Ghost."

"Huh?!Is it so sloppy?" Vena was a little shocked, for the first time she had seen a creature named after a race, even an orc with a name that at least made sense.

"That's how we got our names... I think... None of the ghosts but me have a name worthy of it...", the little ghost patiently explained.

"By the way, how long have I been unconscious? Is anyone looking for me?" asked the little ghost as he opened his mouth to Vina, who was a little unsure of his situation right now.

"About two days, the yard was sealed off the morning after the accident, and the devil probably escaped," Vena said, thinking for a moment, "It seems that the second young master of the Bates family is looking for you, I am not sure of your relationship, and I dare not hand you over." ”

"One of my elders entrusted me to him, don't worry" The little ghost nodded, it seemed that Brian was fine, and he was no longer worried.

"Well, you seem to believe in him, I know this man, a bit of a deviant, running a business outside like his ancestors," Vena thought for a moment, and said to the little ghost. The eyes flickered and blinked, and it was very beautiful.

"Can you tell me about Victoria's division of power?" the little ghost was curious about this question, which would be beneficial to his future life in Victoria.

"Ahh Yes—" Vena replied, and after a moment's thought, she went down to the ground and came back with a map, and laid it out in front of the little ghost

Vina pointed to the little ghost in the center, "Victoria is sixty blocks in total, this is the Eternal Lighthouse, and the surrounding nine blocks are federal government territory. ”

"Seven blocks here are the territory of the Bates family," Vina pointed to a business district, "The third young master of the Bates family is the biggest gang leader in Victoria, and I don't dare mess with him." ”

"There are Bates stores in every neighborhood, and they don't have to pay us a monthly payment," Vina was a little annoyed.

"The two blocks here are mine," Vena said, pointing to the plebeian area next door to the business district, close to St. Bert Street, "and occasionally we go to St. Bell Street to see if there are any knick-knacks that the nobles don't want." No, I'll pick you up. ”

Vina said, reaching out and pinching the little ghost's face, "Your blood tastes good, I like it very much." ”

"Hey!" the little ghost felt a fever on his face.

"Just kidding... By the way, there are many last descendants of extinct races in this city, such as some extinct flower elves, some last princes and princesses of small human countries, and you and me, all of whom are homeless. Vina said calmly.

After the Lionheart sent her to Victoria, she never cared about it, and she didn't care if the old lion lived or died.

The girl stretched her waist and lay down next to the little ghost, "But seriously, this city is not so beautiful, and it takes me a lot of courage to live in this city." ”

"When you recover, I'll hand you over again, what if something happens. Vena turned to the side, she wanted to keep the little ghost by her side for a while, it was a mutual attraction from the blood of the superior.

"Hmm... Wait for me to recover, it shouldn't be slow—" the little ghost muttered to himself, staring blankly at the ceiling.

Vina was a little shy, "Why is this damn ghost so incomprehensible, the old lady doesn't know how to eat it even after she sends it to her mouth." She thought to herself.

Where did the little ghost think so much, his mind was still running how to survive Victoria.

The little ghost tried to walk on the ground, and the sharp soreness in the muscles of his body forced him to give up the idea. Obediently lying on the bed.

He saw a war hammer about the same height as himself, presumably this murder weapon that had struck a shocking blow that night, and the hammer was still mottled with bloodstains, and it was hanging on the wall at the moment, and the wall skin was falling out of the slightest crack.

"The people of the Lionheart family are all monsters, obviously human ......" the little ghost secretly scolded himself.

He fell into a deep sleep, unaware that Vena had sat up behind him.

"It's so beautiful, I really want to eat you now" Vina stroked the cheek of the little ghost, her expression like a child who saw something she loved, and after a while, she also lay down to sleep.

A sharp knock on the door woke up the little ghost and Vina. Vina jumped out of bed, picked up her hammer, and walked to the door.

Su En sprinkled the afterglow of dusk, shining through the window on Vena's face, and the little ghost seemed to see an Aslan lion, majestic and proud.