Chapter 126: The Stabbing Sword and the Great Sword VII.
Glo froze, he watched the apple roll all the way down, and suddenly turned his head to look at Miss Lena. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
"Well, you want books."
These were Miss Lena's first words when she entered the room. Glo then reached out and pulled out one of the parchment scrolls—he looked at the cover, The Brave Knight and the Princess. What the hell is this? Are you sure the title isn't a girl's book or a children's book?
Glo continued to scroll down, "The Brave Man Teases the Dragon", "The Story of the Hero and the Maiden", "The Story of His Royal Highness the Prince's Restoration of the Country", ...... A whole stack of papers was full of names like these.
He felt a little weak and almost fell on the table.
"Is there something wrong?"
Seeing the bandit leader like this, Miss Lena asked. She picked up a book, glanced at the title, flipped through a few more pages, and couldn't help but chuckle a little.
"I think you're probably going to like that."
The girl finally held back the smile on her face and said reluctantly calmly.
"No, how is that possible. I'm past that age. ”
Glo expressed his melancholy with a lament, the room had long since been cleaned up by the servants, but there was still a lingering smell of medicine and blood. He went to the corner and picked up the fallen apple, which was covered with some of the dark yellow flesh that had been oxidized and dusty, and he went to the window opposite the door and threw the apple into the bush downstairs.
Lena watched Glo finish this, she finally stopped laughing completely, and returned to the main topic of the trip:
"By the way, how are you recovering? After Bishop Vera's treatment, did he show any other symptoms? ”
The girl asked two questions in one breath, and began to stare at the robber - judging by the agility and agility of his movements, it seemed that he had returned to normal, but the subtleties, by these appearances, were difficult to say.
The [Holy Healing Technique] that treats injuries in a short period of time, according to the well-known theory of the balance of all things by mages, it is inevitable that there will be some sequelae - any gain means the loss of reciprocity. This is not just a matter of Macuro paying the corresponding Rael to purchase healing services from the Church of the Holy Radiance, but the changes in the person being treated that violate the laws of nature themselves should logically cause some other symptoms at the same time.
Miss Lena had long been interested in Bishop Vera's [Holy Healing Technique], and seeing that Glo shook her head and did not make any answer, she was reluctant and asked again:
"Listlessness, dizziness, nausea, weakness in limbs, loss of appetite? Do you have any of these conditions? ”
Glo continued to shake his head, and in less than two minutes before Lena could ask, he hurried to eat the only remaining apple on the table, but the red-haired girl was slightly dissatisfied with Glo's silent attitude, and she suddenly became a tone:
"Looks like you're fully recovered?"
"Nope."
Glo burst out a short, slurred answer from between her white teeth. The small bowl of rice porridge was long empty, and he was munching on the flesh of the apple, and the sweet and sour juice slipped into his throat, making him swallow a large mouthful of saliva—he occasionally caught a glimpse of Miss Lena's squinted eyes, and in those red, fiery eyes, he discerned a hint of urgency.
After that game in his previous life, he had a deep understanding of the temperament of Lena Barros, the "Witch of Fire" - he judged that the young lady might have known her identity. Although she still has a friendly attitude, something strange and torturous may quietly below him at any time.
During his time at Afron, things had come to this point, and Glo was sure he was out of the game.
Finding a suitable opportunity to leave Afron and return to the Ampton Mines may be the way to go. Now he has a LV21 level in the time before the start of this game, although this world seems to be a little different from the game, but after thinking about it, the future is by no means nowhere -
Change your career to end your career as a bandit, go to another city, and form a mercenary group? Well, you can try it. It is inevitable that funds will be tight for a period of time at the beginning, but with the relatively outstanding strength of this period, the possibility of opening up the situation is not small.
As she pondered, Glo bored herself as she flipped through a book on the biography of a knight. The protagonist is the son of a dilapidated aristocratic family, and after reading the previous paragraph, he jumped directly to the last few pages, and the aristocratic child finally married one of the most favored princesses among His Majesty's many children, and embarked on the glorious road of restoring the ancestral titles and fiefs.
These stories may seem like apocryphal fiction, but there is definitely an archetype. Corresponding to the background in the game, Glo thought about it, in this world, relying on the marriage relationship with the nobles to obtain the ascending channel can be called a shortcut to some extent.
"You're secretly having a tryst again—"
Miss Lena and Glo were chatting with each other when a petite figure suddenly appeared in the room, snickering "hehe".
Blonde hair in two ponytails, and a dark brown coat of enchantment for local tycoons—Glo knew that this was Miss Kia Escud.
She had just come in from outside the room, and she seemed to have something in her hand, and she glanced at the two of them, and then threw out an apple that had been bitten twice—the evidence was conclusive! Miss Kia is searching for the suspect.
"Someone just hit me with an apple!"
Qi Ya looked at the tall tree outside the window, and after comparing the position, she said with certainty.
Miss Lena looked at Glo, who looked up at the ceiling.
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By the end of the fight, Lars Wycliffe had never been a man of few words, but on his way back to his manor house he walked silently, walking slowly, his eyes fixed on the air in front of him, as if trying to find something special in it.
What impressed him the most was the sword at the beginning - amazing momentum, brilliant sparks. Strong wind pressure was blowing in his face, but it turned out to be a false move. He was a little annoyed, but more powerless, such a sword appeared in front of him, and if there was a next time, it would be difficult for him to make other more reasonable responses.
As for the second sword after that, it just caught the huge flaw he exposed, and there was not much unusual and clever place.
He suddenly stood still, drawing his sword to simulate the man's movements.
Cody and Alyssa also stopped. Alyssa, in particular, watched Lars draw his sword slightly sideways, and raised his arm at the moment of swinging it—she remembered once again that rainy night in an uninhabited village in the mountains of Nogo, where a sword like an eagle swooped down, piercing through the clouds and cracking stones, shattering her shoulder armor and face armor in succession, leaving a bright red sword mark on her cheek.
This sword can be both virtual and real!
After Elisa realized this, the impression of the skeleton in her heart quickly coincided with the man just now.