The pitch-black lightning flashed before Xinluos's eyes, and before the Earl, who was being dragged by the great force, could react, his consciousness had already returned to his body.

Leviathan looked at him with wide, bright eyes open, unblinking, while Xanalot lay on the side, munching on the dried fish. Knowing that the world just now was just an illusion created by the gods, but because it was too real, it made Xinlos rise to the illusion that what was in front of him was illusory. The Count was stunned for a long time, and finally came back to his senses.

"Cynroth, are you alright?"

Leviathan seemed to see Sinloth's confusion, and she stretched out her slender finger and lightly touched Sinloth's forehead. The green light on the girl's index finger flashed lightly, and a touch of coolness seeped into Xinluos's mind, and the originally somewhat chaotic head immediately sobered up.

“…… Thank you. Is this the power of the gods? I can't seem to tell the difference between what is real and what is unreal. ”

He could see the blue sky, hear the birds chirping and frogs chirping, touch the gurgling water, and smell the flowers in the valley. It's unbelievable, the world that can be felt by all five senses is unreal.

Every mage has been dealing with magical elements for a long time, so his perception is far beyond ordinary people, even half-mages like Sinloth. And the other party's mere illusion can blur his concept. The Black Dragon Princess does have an incomparably terrifying might, but compared to the girl who is inconspicuous, she is still too far behind.

Since the other party can blur his concept of the two opposites of reality and illusion, it will naturally change other ......

"Actually, Lord Vesta is not that powerful, and the sense of reality and illusion will be blurred, and that is because you were in the realm of [illusion and reality] at that time." Leviathan saw Xinluos's concern, so he began to solve his puzzles: "Master Fei Yi and the two adults are friends, and the erosion of the demon realm is very tricky for the two adults, so Master Fei Yi specially set up this enchantment...... Just now, Lord Vista used the power of the Kingdom of God to connect with us, and inevitably brought with him some enchantment power. He wants to use his own spiritual power to tamper with the firm will of a magician without attracting the attention of others. This kind of thing can only be done by those ancient gods......"

Fei Yi is so powerful?

Thinking of the noble woman with the parasol and feeling the snow-white over-the-knee socks in her arms that still exuded the girl's body temperature, Sinlos smiled at Leviathan.

[Vesta's Over-the-Knee Socks: Over-the-knee socks worn by Vesta can summon the incarnation of the god of the earth.] As agreed with each other. Xanalot contributed part of the power of faith to the two gods, who in turn provided armed support to the nascent White Cult. However, it should be noted that once the avatar is summoned, it will definitely be obliterated by the world and cause irreparable damage to the main body. Use with caution! 】

You can give anything. Why do you have to go over the knee socks. This thing is obviously used to save his life at a critical moment, and it can't be thrown. But if you keep it on your body...... It's going to be considered a pervert, right?

"Leviathan, you seem to be pretty good at healing spells...... Can you help me pick up the bones? ”

……

Two days later, in the camp tent of the Qiyan tribe.

Sinloth lay on the blanket while Leviathan sat beside her, tapping his finger lightly on his forehead. A light green halo enveloped Cynloth's body, making him look hazy. The Count's eyes were closed, as if he were enduring some great pain. Large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, and a bone pop could be heard in his body all the time.

Under the influence of the spell, the bones that had just returned to their places began to grow rapidly. Healing, jointing. Injuries that would have taken months to heal were quickly healed by spells.

"Hoo ......"

It wasn't until the sky turned slightly white that Leviathan stopped his treatment. She let out a long sigh of relief before staggering to her feet. Originally, if it was just a broken bone, Leviathan had a way to catch it for Sinloth. But if the bones of the whole body are broken...... The pain caused by the forced gathering of bones was enough to make any knight known for his determination faint. Fortunately, Sinloth's injuries were much better than at the beginning, and the Count held on to it, almost crushing his teeth, and finally survived the indescribable pain.

The Earl, who was lying on the ground, was now soaked. It's like being fished out of the water. It's just that although he was sore and weak at this time, the count still had a happy smile on his face. His pale fingers trembled as he thought about it, and slowly clenched into a fist.

God can finally move!

After two days of continuous healing. Leviathan is really expensive. The green-haired girl stepped aside and silently regained her lost strength, and at this time, Xanalot came to Cynroth's side again.

"Why are you in such a hurry to get up and do it, anyway, you are not in a hurry for these two days."

That night, they didn't wait for the outing. With the idea that she couldn't come for nothing, Xanalot stayed with Sinloth - the green-robed witch had already summoned Rosa anyway. Don't be afraid of them.

Everything has advantages and disadvantages, and at the moment it accelerates the recovery of bones, but it lays a curse for the future. Magic can't compare to the natural recovery of the body, and the wound heals in such a hurry, and no one knows if it will leave any terrible dark wounds. The more serious the injury, the more so - this is the reason why many powerful knights, who have been through a long battle, suddenly die in the prime of life.

"It's so uncomfortable to lie down, you can't do anything, it's like a dead man." Although the bones are healed, the other injuries have not been healed. Despite this, for Sinloth, even if he was sore now, it was better than pretending to be a corpse before.

"You've only been lying down for a few days and you're so uncomfortable, I think I was ...... back then"

Xanalot seemed to be unhappy with Sinloth's attitude, as young people always do, rarely thinking about the unforeseeable future. The green-robed witch seemed to be about to say something, but when the words came to her mouth, she stopped abruptly. The witch's different-colored eyes flickered, and there was a little seriousness, she sighed lightly, and handed Xinluo a small dried fish: "Forget it, presumably after this time, you won't be so impulsive in the future...... Hand-to-hand combat with an adult black dragon...... You think you're a Beamon beast. ”

The witch muttered a few words quietly, and her voice became softer and softer. After all, the other party is concerned about himself, and Xinlos is not angry. He casually broke off the small dried fish and threw it into his mouth. And at this very moment. Outside the tent, there was a commotion of people and horses, followed by a series of cheers. A loud sound pierced through the tent, irritating the eardrums of those occupied. I don't know if it's Sinloth's delusion, in this warm voice. There was also a hint of mourning.

"This is ......"

The cheers are getting closer, and they are clearly getting closer and closer. Startled, Cynroth struggled to his feet. However, Cynroth saw that Xanalot and Leviathan were very calm, as if they were used to it, so he took advantage of the situation and sat down.

The cheers are getting closer. A moment later, a strong, strong arm opened the tent and walked in. Before the others could fully enter, an incomparably strong smell of blood began to irritate Cynloth's nasal cavity. The man in front of him seemed to have been killed from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and his whole body was drenched in blood, but there was a heartfelt smile on his face.

The stout man walked in and held his head aloft.

"Mazda is on top, I've brought back the head of the heretic leader!"

The man said this loudly to the green-robed witch, and it was difficult to hide the joy on his face. But Xanalot's reaction was much colder, she just nodded reservedly and approvingly: "Hard work." Also speed the patriarch. The Lord has seen your piety, and now let your people share in this joy. ”

This man was the patriarch of the Beggars tribe who had been captured by Sinloth that day - of course, they were now half allies.

The man seemed to be accustomed to Xanalot's coldness, and he grinned toothedly and threw his head into the crowd behind him. There was a deafening cheer from the crowd, and in their eyes, it seemed to be a priceless treasure with a twisted human head covered in blood.

"Jump up! Scream! Let Mazda see our piety! ”

"Mazda is supreme! Mazda is great! ”

A voice rang out in the crowd, and it was accompanied by his voice. The crowd immediately echoed a frenzied shout. The crowd shouted frantically, and except for a few who remained, everyone else gathered around the bloody human head and rushed towards the center of the tent. That direction. It was the direction of the campfire, and it looked like they couldn't wait to share the good news with everyone.

When the crowd dispersed, Sinlos saw the familiar figures mixed in with the crowd: "Hermint, Assasin...... How did you get to this? ”

Assasin was still wearing her little hood, but the cat seemed to have been fished out of a sea of blood, and the whole cat turned red. Only the two heterochromatic cat's eyes still shimmered. The girl pouted, and was washing her face with her paws.

And Helmint ......

Is this really Hermint?!

The white-haired young man in front of him held the rattan cane in his hand with his pale fingers, and his snow-white robe was spotless. The young man's handsome face had a slight smile, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised, which was amiable to see. His gaze was incomparably clear, as if it could penetrate people's hearts. It seems that the group has just returned from the battlefield, and although they have returned victorious, they are always a little embarrassed. Only he stood quietly in the crowd, obviously not saying anything, obviously just an extremely simple dress, but still so conspicuous.

The young man under the morning sun seems to exude a divine light, and he can't help but make people want to believe in him and follow him.

Damn, who are you, handsome guy?

If it weren't for the fact that this bastard had been lying stupid in front of him before, Xinluo would have been extremely familiar with his breath, and Xinluo would never believe that this god-like figure in front of him would be ......

"Lord Sinloth!"

It had been a long time since he had seen Sinloth, and Helmint looked quite excited. He let out a loud cry, and Assasin, who had washed his face, blinked and turned his head.

"Daddy!"

Oops, it's over!

Looking at Assasine's shiny cat's eyes, Xinlos suddenly secretly said in his heart that it was not good, but he just wanted to swallow the small dried fish in his mouth, but it was too late. Blood flashed in front of the earl's eyes, and before he could react, he had been knocked to the ground with a strong force.

Boom.

Poor Cynroth had just recovered and was not able to recover when he was violently attacked by his daughter. The wound that had just healed was faintly cracked by this blow. But compared to the tragedy that is about to happen, these little pains are really nothing.

"Let go...... Let go of ......"

"Little fish dried meow!"

Sinloth held on to her daughter's petite boobs and didn't let her come forward. But that doesn't stop Assasin from being like a cat that smells of fish - it's really a cat. Sinloth's body was always too weak at this time to be no match for this cat. And in the eyes of others. After all, these two are father and daughter, and they just thought that the two of them were frolicking, and no one came forward to stop them at all.

"I'll give it to you...... Can't I give it to you......"

It is also unknown how Xanalot abused the cat, and the little one saw that he was being held in the mouth by Sinloth. The small dried fish, which only exposed half of the fish's tail, would be excited like this. But before the sad father could spit out the dried fish, Assasin had already broken through the shackles of Sinloth's hands with a single force. The girl rode on her father's waist, opened her ruddy little mouth and bit down hard.

"Meow. Meow ......"

Assasin took a bite of the exposed dried fish, but she wasn't satisfied. After smelling the coveted scent, Assasin seemed to be greatly encouraged. As she continued to suppress her father, she viciously pried open the Earl's confinement teeth. Sinloth braced his hands on her chest and tried to push her away, but the difference in combat power between the two was too great, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't do it. The poor earl lay on the ground, ashamed and indignant, enduring his daughter's domineering attacks and violations.

"Hmm...... Tweet ......"

Assasin's discolored cat's eyes were clouded with a layer of moisture. It's like coveting a certain taste. The little tongue kept stirring in his father's mouth, chasing the fragrance little by little. She had forgotten everything, and the only thing in her eyes was the slightly flustered man.

Don't just watch, help!

……

Finally Assasin ate the dried fish in Sinloth's mouth, and the Count got up from the ground. The satisfied cats jumped up and ran into Xanalot's arms to be spoiled, leaving her bitter father alone.

was pushed by her daughter and kissed ...... It must be regarded as a pervert, right...... My life......

Originally, it was nothing for the father to kiss his young daughter. But in such a large public, it is such a fierce tongue kiss...... How can a nine-year-old girl understand this, it must be the man's fault!

Sinloth felt that he really had no other way to go but to judge himself to thank the world.

Thankfully, it's not in Rennes. Otherwise, they will be carved into their heads and burned at the stake - and the ashes will be thrown into the river to feed the turtles.

Finally, the last bit of dignity was retained.

"Sinloth and Assasin have such a good relationship, I really envy him."

"Who's to say it isn't, Cynroth seems to be particularly pleasing to the little ones. Even I'm a little jealous...... What a pity. He already had Mariana, otherwise it would have been nice to have Assasin marry him. ”

However, compared to the self-defeating Xinluos, the mood of the onlookers was unusually stable. Instead of throwing rocks, rotten eggs, and other miscellaneous objects at the bastard who shot at his daughter to show their righteousness, as Sinloth imagined, they discussed with great interest the possibility of pairing Sinloth and Assasin.

Of course, because of Mariana. This possibility was ruthlessly obliterated.

Wait, you're not responding right!

Shouldn't this time be punished with death for him, a bastard who dares to attack his daughter, how can it ...... Wait a minute......

The group of people in front of him were all White Sect members......

Although the teachings of the White Religion were mixed with a lot of messy things by Sinlos, they were still largely inherited from the Persian Zoroastrian tradition. Assasin and Xanalot modified many of the Zoroastrian traditions, but still retained a considerable part of them, one of which was the ......

Your vassals, parishioners, and relatives are very happy to see this holy wedding, which is done in the presence of Mazda, and will be blessed by the gods and all people. 】

"Fuck your sister's blood marriage!" (To be continued.) )

PS: The Holy Marriage of Zoroastrian blood relatives will add a lot of prestige, speaking of which...... What about your tickets! Don't even give me a recommendation ticket!