Sophie is definitely not a person who is willing to bow her head easily, even if there is a glimmer of life, she has to fight for it, opportunities are always reserved for the living, and if she dies, there is nothing.

"Mr. Swordmaster, I have a question, I wonder if you can please answer it."

Listening to Sophie's tone change, the whole person seemed to be a different person, where is there a trace of flattery and stammering on his face before? The Sword Saint couldn't help but be more interested: "You say." ”

"The name Star Fantasy doesn't seem to be orc's style at all, right?" Sophie's hands slowly propped up on the edge of the table, leaning forward slightly, her eyes looking directly into the eyes of the Juggernaut.

This is in ...... Pressure? A brief moment of astonishment flashed in the Swordmaster's eyes, and then he shook his head in denial of the ridiculous idea. There are only a handful of people in this world who can put pressure on themselves, but I don't know why, Sophie just became a little more serious, and a simple forward movement of her body made the Sword Master have this illusion.

Pressure, of course not, just kidding, what kind of character is the Juggernaut, but the Juggernaut is a little irritated by the lingering absurd thoughts in his head.

"That's right, this name was given to me by Mu En."

Muen, it's Muen again! Sophie was shocked, and seemed to have found the key to breaking this passive situation.

"And what is your relationship with the goddess?" Sophie didn't bother to talk nonsense about whether Muen was the goddess of darkness at all, because there were enough hints from Hori Kotel, plus the Juggernaut, the person who could name the Juggernaut, so did she still need to ask? Orcs are from the dark camp.

"How so? She is also a teacher and friend to me, and she has enlightened me. Juggernaut's eyes seemed to be caught in memory for a moment, and the warm smile on his face flashed, but it was still caught by Sophie, who was staring carefully.

"Then do you know what my relationship with Muen is?" Sophie's tone was a little aggressive, although it was obvious that the strength of the two people was not proportional at all, but Sophie was sure that the Sword Saint would be interested in this issue, hugging the goddess's thighs, hugging the thighs!

"That's one of the reasons you're still alive." Juggernaut smiled.

Yes, Juggernaut was laughing, but the temperature in the room suddenly dropped below zero, and a chill rose from Sophie's back, and she felt that her decision to prop her hands on the table was the right one, because she was already a little unable to sit still, and felt the urge to run away.

Sophie is also laughing, just like the Juggernaut, looking at each other and smiling, the Juggernaut is waiting for Sophie to speak, and Sophie is waiting for the script. Meow a mi, life hangs by a thread, this question is answered wrong, I'm afraid it will be the result of blood splashing on the spot immediately, will this person chat, how can he be like Holi Cottel, kill the whole family if he doesn't agree?

Ay? Wait, Hori Kotel? Sophie smiled genuinely this time, and smiled very happily.

"How?" Juggernaut was a little puzzled, and he really couldn't understand why a dying man would laugh so happily.

"Now, it's not time to tell you the answer to that question." Sophie shook her head slowly and said, "But I can give you a hint, the guardian of the goddess, in the Divine Heaven. ”

"I can get answers at the touch of a finger, so why bother thinking about her guardians?" The Sword Saint's body also leaned forward slowly, stared into Sophie's eyes and said, "I don't think you are qualified to negotiate with me. ”

The same pressure action, Sophie's action only created an illusion for the Juggernaut, and the Juggernaut's pressure was as if a mountain was falling down to Sophie. The air around her began to thicken, and the chair beneath her ass began to crunch and moan.

For a moment, Sophie almost thought that the air was going to freeze, even the cold sweat was compressed in the pores of the sweat, and the whole person had a feeling of suffocation, the Sword Master, even if he didn't make a move, was enough to kill people!

"If you dare to let me go for a hundred meters, why do you care about letting me go for a hundred years?" Sophie picked up her teacup and drank it all: "Life is a long road, are you also a boring person?" ”

The Sword Saint was stunned for a moment, I really couldn't think of how such a girl could be calm and calm under her own pressure, and the most important thing was that the Sword Saint saw that the same tea was regarded as poison by herself, but Sophie drank it lightly, and suddenly, the Sword Saint's face became greener, not to say it, but in her heart she admired it, who is the orc?

Sophie didn't know that the pretending to be calm drinking tea action stimulated the only fragile nerve of the Sword Master. She only knew that the body of the Sword Saint sat back again, and she chose a person who was sitting in the most comfortable position and was ready to kill, she would not do this, she was right.

"A hundred years is too far away, but this time I came here, but I saw a lot of new things, I promise not to kill you this time, but the next time I meet, it's hard to say whether it's friend or foe." The Sword Master picked up the tea, hesitated for a long time, and finally decided to put it down.

"That's enough for me." Sophie doesn't have the luxury of being able to win the friendship of the Sword Master, she can't be too greedy, hugging her thighs is just an emergency measure, and being strong is the last word, she understands this.

"Next, I ask, you answer, if your answer satisfies me, I can not blame the fact that the orcs were attacked." The Sword Master squinted his eyes, as if he was napping, but the meaning of his words was irrefutable.

"Okay." Sophie didn't have a choice, so there was no nonsense.

"What does this demon dragon have to do with you?" The Sword Master's slightly narrowed eyes were full of light.

"My son."

"......" Sword Saint was glad that he didn't drink tea, otherwise he would definitely spray the other party into a honeycomb eye: "You ......"

"Evil spirits."

"You ......"

"Depend on each other."

"He ......"

"Dreadlord Ali."

"But the dragons ......"

"The dragons don't know about Ali."

"That Divine Heaven ......"

"It's obvious that they're spreading rumors."

Syllable! The Sword Saint slapped the table heavily and stood up, and said angrily, "I haven't finished my words!" ”

"But you've got the answer you're looking for, haven't you?" Sophie picked up the teapot and slowly poured herself another cup of tea.

The corners of the Sword Saint's eyebrows twitched and looked at Sophie enjoying a sip, and sat down in vain, yes, she learned to answer!

Sophie laughed, this sword master obviously didn't know much about chatting, but so what? Hori Cottel, who can't chat more than Juggernaut, isn't she the same, chatting quite hi?

"Or, let's change, let me ask you, you come to answer?" Sophie's chin was slightly raised, and her face was full of pride.

"Medium!" The Sword Master doesn't believe it, can it be compared to IQ?