"Uncle Lu, I'm afraid..."

Because Lu Kaifeng and Nina's appearance was so conspicuous, it was easy for people on the street to spot them and cast curious or puzzled glances. But there is no hatred or anything like that, the war between the demons and the various races has been over for nearly a thousand years, and then they have been staying in the remote Takla Island in the northwest, and the blood feud has also been washed away under the flow of thousands of years, and people are now more curious about this legendary race.

Nina's small hand tightly grasped Lu Kaifeng's big hand, and her small body was almost close to Lu Kaifeng. Although there was no malice in the eyes of passers-by, the little girl involuntarily hid behind Lu Kaifeng in order to find a little comfort. After all, she had just come out of that cage, and it was these people who had imprisoned her. Although she was a little curious about them, she was more afraid.

Poor child.

Lu Kaifeng touched Nina's head pityingly to reassure her. In the past, I could see in the news from time to time where someone's child was abducted, or where the traffickers were punished, and the long-lost parents and children were finally reunited. Now that I have really encountered it, I know that kind of hatred from the heart. Looking at the gloomy or hopeful gaze in the store, he really wanted to split those iron cages with a sword and hack Raki to death. But in a world where slaves are allowed, what good can it do to kill one or two slave traders...

"Nina don't be afraid, they're not bad people."

He could only comfort the poor child with such words, who was in his best years, but turned out to be a slave, although it was only a little more than a month, but it was also an indelible damage.

Thinking of this, Lu Kaifeng involuntarily quickened his pace, let's let her settle down first, since it has happened, it can only be made up afterwards, fortunately, Nina treats him as a clansman and trusts him very much, which is a good phenomenon. And Lu Kaifeng will buy her, a big reason is also because of her appearance, black hair and black eyes, which reminds him of his parents and those friends.

Take it with you first.

Shaking his head, Lu Kaifeng turned around and picked Nina up, glancing at the shadows not far away, and then walked towards the luxurious courtyard in the city.

......

Are you finally going to see the king?

Following the faint aura of darkness, Hebron stopped at the exit of the alley, and beyond that was the street where the setting sun still shone, he did not go any further, lest the magic be lifted. Raising his head, Hebran's gaze swept over the diner's guests, and finally settled in the corner, where two elder, dark-haired men, sit. One of them was young, probably in her early teens, a young demon girl. Judging by her shabby clothes and the way she nibbled on bread, she probably hasn't been doing well lately.

Damn slave traders.

Thinking of this, Hebran's fists couldn't help but clench, and then loosened again, now is not the time to be angry. However, after seeing the back of the black-haired young man opposite the demon girl, he became excited again, and his emotions fluctuated so violently that it affected the operation of magic. He hurriedly suppressed his excitement and calmed it down, so that his hidden magic could not be lifted, but the shadow he was in was still twisted by it.

It's dangerous.

Hebron breathed a sigh of relief as he observed the expressions of the humans around him and made sure that no one had spotted him. He learned about the situation before he came, and it is said that the countries still retain laws that are unfavorable to the demons, so if they are exposed, it may cause trouble. Although the Principality of Galea intends to ease relations between the Principality and the demons this year, it is better to be cautious before formally reaching a consensus.

However, the Hebron did not want to reconcile with the foreigners. Thousands of years ago, the Demon Pattern was born, and the Demon Race can control the uncertainty of the Dark Element Mage well with the help of the Demon Pattern, and there were cases of erosion at the beginning, but after the Demon Pattern has been improved many times, this phenomenon will no longer happen to the Dark Element Mage, that is, the Demon Race will no longer become a crazy killing machine. So after the armistice, the demons sent envoys many times in the hope of reconciliation with various countries, but they were all refused. The demons gave up this choice and completely got into line with all countries. Although no large-scale wars broke out after the armistice, the friction between the two sides in the northwest never stopped. In addition, from time to time, mercenary groups will infiltrate Takla and try to capture young and female demons, which makes the demons even more repulsive to foreigners. After many strikes and increased vigilance, although this phenomenon has become less, there are still reports of demons being arrested every year. Therefore, xenophobia is a common sentiment of the demons.

Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Hebron once again focused his attention on that corner, and at this time, he found that the young man was looking at him! This also made Hebron see his appearance clearly. He has neat short hair, his delicate face does not have the strange lines common to demons, and his black eyes are careless, like a god looking down on all beings. When he met those deep eyes, Hebron only felt that the magic array that was originally slowly rotating in his eyes suddenly accelerated at this moment, and then collapsed in an instant, his blood boiled unconsciously, and even the dark elements that were appeased by the magic pattern began to become irritable, causing the shadow where Hebron was to twist again, as if it would squirm.

That is, the king...

......

The capital of the Church, Slyer

A thousand years ago, it was a small town, but it was in this obscure city that the Sage Slyer was born. After the death of the saint and the establishment of the Slyer Cult, the congregations regarded the city as a holy city, and the Church made it its capital. After several reconstructions and expansions, the original town has become a bustling metropolis, with uniform streets, stone and brick paved roads, people coming and going on the streets, traders shouting loudly, guards patrolling seriously, and from time to time you can see dwarves in the blacksmith shop, muscular orcs, and even noble elves on both sides of the street!

And in the middle of this bustling city, there is a magnificent square, and in the center of the square, there is a huge statue made of white jade, and it is the statue of the saint Slyle! To the north of the statue is the architectural ensemble, in which the splendid Papal Palace is located, the roof of which shines like the benevolent gaze of a saint.

In the papal palace, an old man sat on the highest seat, with gray hair and a withered face, squinting and motionless, as if he were dead. But no one who met him would think so, because he was the current Pope of the Slyre Cult, one of the most powerful magicians in the world, no matter which one he was, he was an incomparably noble status.

The old man seemed to be resting, but when he heard heavy footsteps, he opened his eyes, which were still sharp.

"Coming back?" The old man asked, his voice undulating without a hint of heaving.

"Hmm."

The person who came nodded, that was the treatment only a paladin had. And he is the strongest paladin who has just returned from the Angles:

O'Lelian Zarona Fiderosa.