"Boss, I'm Indra, the mad dog of the Batesians family is eyeing us, open the door!" came an anxious cry from outside the door, and it was a female voice that should have a short temper.

Vina threw her hammer on the ground, seemingly forgetting how heavy her hammer was...

"Huh!" the little ghost was a little distressed about the floor...

Vena also seemed to be startled by her own hammer, and hurriedly picked up the hammer and put it on the table, returning to the door.

"Where's Nathan's mad dog now?" asked Vina aloud, reversing the gentleness of her conversation with the little ghost to the arrogance and unquestionable majesty of the Aslan Lion.

"This is the Aslan lion who has forced the big demon back with a hammer, that kitten just now is just a coquettish," the little ghost muttered quietly...

"Right at the door, I've injured several brothers, maybe I guessed that the ghost clan was picked up by you, so you have to hand it over!" the irascible woman who called herself Indra outside the door still roared.

The little ghost heard it in his ears, and hurriedly wanted to get out of bed, but the pain in his body stopped him, and he fell to the floor, and his blood was dry, and he had nothing to do at this time.

"Don't move yet, I'll talk to Nathan," Vena said softly as she returned to the bed, carried him to the bed, rubbed the little ghost's hair, pinched her cheeks, and said very gently.

Vina picked up the hammer again, and opened the door, revealing a young girl, with white hair, what seemed to be some black markings, tall and tall, only a little shorter than Vina, with a hideous pair of fist gloves on her hands, and her pretty face was full of eagerness.

"Where's that mad dog?" Vena was a little angry, her voice was completely like that of the Aslan Battle Lion, and the majestic voice of the emperor drilled into the little ghost's head, as if she was about to surrender under her skirt.

Even the warhammer shimmered blood.

"Whew... Hurry into the courtyard, come quickly!" said Indra, anxiously, his eyes wandering, looking into the room from time to time, glaring back at the little ghost peeking at him.

"Where did I provoke her..."The little ghost was a little aggrieved and lay quietly on the bed.

Vena put on her coat and carried a monstrous warhammer as she strode as Indra closed the door and followed her.

By the time they reached the gate, Nathan had subdued almost all of Vena's men, looking at Vina with a pompous smile on his face.

"Yo, little she-cat, are you finally willing to come out?, is our little highness okay?" he laughed, his bewitching and handsome face coming to life in Suon's light, like a divine celestial lord.

"He's fine, what's the matter? That's how you Batesens treat their benefactors?" Vena swung her hammer and slammed it to the ground, her voice like a lion's roar.

"Benefactor, how do I know what you've done to that kid? Nathan laughed as if he had heard the best joke in the world.

"Damn! you bastard!" Indra didn't hold back, and rushed straight up, picking up his iron fist and smashing it down on his head.

Nathan swung his giant sword to block it, "Little white cat, I don't have the time to fool around with you now, and if I don't find that little highness, I'm afraid my house will be demolished by my irascible brother."

Nathan slashed his sword into Indra's steel fist, sending out bursts of sparks, and Indra struggled to support it, dripping sweat from his forehead and dripping onto the ground.

Indra no longer supported himself, pushed the greatsword forward, leaned backwards, and took a stance.

When the little ghost heard the fight, he moved from the bed to the window, just in time to see the fight in the front yard. I couldn't help but stare at it.

A tall and bewitching young man stood in the courtyard, looking at the white-haired girl in front of him with disdain, and a giant sword was stuck in the marble floor tiles beside him.

"He's so strong..."The little ghost carefully observed the young man, he looked a little similar to Brian, but he was extremely handsome, and his temperament was completely different from that of Brian, and his cold and tyrannical bloody fighting spirit rose to the sky, and many lives must have died at his hands.

The Bates family actually has this kind of monster, he must be Nathan...

Nathan noticed that someone was watching him, looked up at the window, and when he met the little ghost who was not in a hurry, he smiled and shouted loudly, "Hey, little guy upstairs!

The little ghost pointed to his throat and smiled awkwardly, signaling that he couldn't speak loudly.

"My brother has been looking for you for a long time, come back with me!" Nathan still shouted.

Indra seized Nathan's defenseless moment and burst into flames, smashing Nathan's throat with an iron fist.

Nathan glanced at it disdainfully, pulled out a dwarven musket from his waist, and a condensed fireball hit Indra's iron fist directly, and the powerful impact knocked Indra to the ground.

"Tsk, didn't hit" Nathan was a little annoyed, this musket was Brian's special weapon from the Dwarven Kingdom, and the bullets fired after installing the Arcane Core could exert the power of a third-level burst fireball. It's just that the head is almost accurate, and he hasn't practiced well yet.

"Indra, you stand down, you can't beat him. Vina said calmly, she had already seen that Nathan's strength was probably about the same as herself, and he was about the silver high level of about thirty-seven or eight, and Indra, who had just reached level thirty and had just entered the silver level, was not his opponent.

"But, I—" Indra cried out angrily, his face full of disbelief.

"I told you to stand down!" Vena roared, her hammer slamming into the ground with a roar like a lion's roar.

Indra shuddered and retreated behind Vina in anger, glaring at Nathan angrily.

"It's worthy of being the heir of Charlie's old lion, the blood of King Lionheart is very strong in you," Nathan looked at Vina teasingly, raised his giant sword and pointed directly at Vina, "Play?"

"Since Your Excellency has requested, it is not easy for Vina to refuse, but when the time comes, don't cry and ask your father to avenge you. Vina picked up the hammer and sprang up to Nathan in an instant, slamming it into the chest. Nathan hurriedly blocked it, and was shocked in his heart, this girl's strength was so great that he almost couldn't parry.

Nathan fended off the hammer and shook his greatsword to take Vena, and the two of them switched moves in one place, their weapons constantly clashing, making a tooth-aching sound of metal grinding, and both of them made good use of heavy weapons, and the burst of air turned the floor tiles centered on the two of them into powder.

The little ghost stared blankly from upstairs, he thought that his sword skills were already very strong, and hacking to death a few devil cultists in the second courtyard of St. Bell made him full of confidence in himself, but today he found that if he faced the two of them, he might be swept out directly, and he would have no power to parry.

He felt that he couldn't even beat Indra, who was standing outside the circle and watching the battle anxiously. This girl's punch is extremely fast and powerful, which is beyond the parry of her life-fighting knife technique.

The battle continued, and the two fought for nearly fifty rounds without winning or losing, Nathan suddenly changed his move and stabbed Vina in the face, Vina swung his hammer to block it, and Nathan seized the opportunity to jump out of the circle and scream.

"Don't fight, don't fight, damn, I'm tired, I can't fight, you're such a monster" Nathan gasped, the fierce battle just now consumed a lot of his physical strength, and he didn't come to fight himself.

Against Vina, he didn't even have a chance to draw his gun.

"Sure enough, the third young master of the Bates family's swordsmanship is worthy of his reputation, and if I continue to fight, I'm afraid I won't be able to win against you" Vena respected her opponent and smashed the war hammer in her palm on the ground, directly embedded in the ground. - The stone bricks of the land have long since turned to ashes.

"So I'd like to ask Miss Vina to bring the little ghost hall down to our Bates family, my brother Brian has been waiting for a long time. Nathan gave a salute, his bewitching and handsome face smiling kindly, so that people couldn't fault anything.

"Your little highness hasn't rested yet, and the devil broke his bones that day, and he hasn't grown yet. Vina returned the salute, and there was a surrendering magic in her majestic voice.

"Will that allow me to meet the child first? Our family has a couple of unfaithful priests who may be able to heal him. "Nathan's speaking style is standard Swiezer aristocratic style.

In Indra's words, it is "sour and hypocritical".

Follow the little ghost's

"Hmm... No, your little highness has made a private agreement with the little girl for life, you can't just meet people" Vena's painting style changed, and her majestic expression suddenly became coquettish, and she smiled.

The scene was instantly quiet, and even the breeze carried a taste of extreme embarrassment.