Celant's journey was extremely fast, but it was only three kilometers, and it took him less than ten minutes to reach the outskirts of White Stone. At this time, according to the information sent back by the Illumination Divine Text, Alcatel had not even entered the Rock Wall Chapel.

Alcatel seems to be directing those clergy to set up a cordon during this time, and it seems that although the clouds are light on the surface, Alcatel still attaches great importance to Selent's sudden appearance in his heart, and everything he does is to guard against him.

Septe thought for a moment, and didn't choose to enter the town of White Stone, which was already asleep, which would be too eye-catching, and it didn't seem to be a good thing for his next move. After a moment's thought, Celent stopped near a wooded area not far from town.

Estimating that it might take a little time for Alcatel to set up a cordon, Celent took a look at the sky and decided to recharge his batteries in the woods.

The forest was not very large, with only a few dozen trees, and Celent chose to rest under an oak tree endemic to the Sfeir region at the edge of the woods.

The reason for Sellent's choice is simple: there is a meadow under the tree for resting, and from here you can see the only road leading to the rockwall church in White Stone, and the low bushes around it can be well hidden from pedestrians on the road.

Silent glanced around, but no one noticed it in the dead of night, so she quietly walked under the tree.

'Is there anyone here?' Celent came to the vicinity of the tree a few steps, and suddenly his ears moved, and he heard a soothing and steady breathing.

After brushing aside the branches that blocked his vision, Celent was surprised to find that the feng shui treasure he had chosen had already been climbed first.

A drunken man leaned against the trunk of a tree, snoring softly, with a long-emptied bottle of wine poured into his hand, his clothes had not been washed for an unknown amount of time, there were traces of wine and vomit everywhere, and an inexplicable strange smell emanated, desperately burrowing into Serent's nostrils.

Celent felt embarrassed, he was still inexperienced, he only confirmed the situation here with his eyes, he was not used to using his own perception to sense, otherwise he would definitely find this drunk man who happened to be blocked by the bushes.

Fortunately, his movements were very light and did not alarm the drunk, and it was a wise choice to leave immediately. Celent made her decision almost immediately.

Unexpectedly, just as he was about to turn around, the drunkard's eyes suddenly opened, and his dark eyes were as bright as the stars in the night sky.

"I'm sorry, did I disturb you?" asked Celent apologetically.

"No intrusion, it's not my private territory, anyone can choose this place. The drunken man replied with a smirk.

"Then there is also a first-come, first-served first, you go on, I won't bother. Celent had so little experience in dealing with such embarrassing scenes that he was not even too embarrassed to look at the drunk, so he hurriedly turned around and took his leave.

"It's really a life where we don't meet!" the drunk man muttered, and then suddenly stopped in a loud voice: "Wait a minute!"

"Is there anything else you need?" said Serent, who stopped in his tracks, wondering if the drunkard was going to blackmail a sum of money.

"If I'm not mistaken, you're Selent, aren't you? I didn't think you'd be here!" the drunkard said to Serent's surprise.

'How does this drunkard know me?' A big question mark appeared in Serent's mind, and he quickly fixed his eyes for a long time before he asked with less certainty: "You...... Could it be Lord Stowe?"

"Has I changed a lot? We've only been apart for a few months. Stowe touched his weather-beaten cheek and said self-deprecatingly, "I'm no longer a lord, just a down-and-out nobleman. It seems that you have become a high-ranking member of the Holy See. With such an achievement in such a short period of time, I really underestimated you at the beginning. ”

"Are you really Stowe?" said Sellant, looking at Stowe, who was judging the two of them.

Although Imperial officials claim that Stowe was missing during the Battle of Flossacen, Alfie told him that Stowe was rescued by Count Raphael using random teleportation. However, there has been no news of Stowe since that battle, and Stearant mistakenly thought that Stowe had died in the undead of Lucas during the Battle of Frosacen, but he did not expect that he would appear in White Rock Town, thousands of miles away!

"What do I have to be pretended to be?" Stowe asked with a wry smile.

"You're not O'Brid...... Silent was halfway through when Stowe rudely interrupted him.

"Don't mention that disgusting family to me, I have nothing to do with that family for a long time!" After Stowe finished speaking, he picked up the already empty wine bottle and licked it greedily before smashing it to the ground in disappointment.

Silent was speechless for a while after seeing it, Stowe was obviously quite depressed, and he couldn't even get a bottle of wine!

"Okay......" Celent didn't understand why Stowe reacted so much to the O'Bright family, and hurriedly threw a heart clearing technique on Stowe's head to help Stowe, who was already clearly in a state of rage, calm down.

At this time, Celent was surprised to find that Stowe had reached the peak of the twelfth level at this moment, and if he launched a madness, I am afraid that White Rock Town would not be able to save it.

"Divine magic, I can't imagine that you are still such a good person~" Stowe, who calmed down, chuckled, "People like me are not worth your waste of divine power......"

"Mr. Stowee, where do you come from?" asked Serent, puzzled. When he was in Flossaken, Stearant knew that without the aristocratic habits that he inevitably carried, Stowe was already a very good lord.

"There are some dirty things that are not suitable for a simple person like you, so you still don't know about it. Stowe waved his hand unintentionally, and then added, "If it's your cunning partner—what's it called?" By the way, Alfie —— him would be a good fit......

'Am I so useless in your hearts?' Silent complained in his heart, and after thinking about it, he decided to ask his most important question.

"With all due respect, Mr. Stowe, were you randomly teleported here by Count Raphael?" asked Severne, a little apprehensive. He knew that this topic was not a good memory for Stowe, but he was desperate to know all the details of what happened to him in his coma to make up for his missing memory.

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