Olwes took a bite of the tender and tough roast meat that had been coated with a special sauce earlier, and it had the mellow texture of stewed meat and the crispy texture of fried meat. Perhaps there is no other place in the world where there is such a delicious barbecue except for the "afternoon in West Asia".

She smiled, and easily knocked the confidence of her little old enemy into the abyss, "Semiralda, one of the direct dioceses of the Pope, although the country is weak, but the faith is pious, and many of the saints of the past generations have come from Semirada, which can be described as a holy place. ”

She glanced at Teen with a slight mockery, "Although the ascetic-born saints can't attract enough attention from you, but as a price, you and your association are estimated to be fiercely attacked by the Western Holy See that is spread over half of the human world, and I hope you can survive this winter in peace." ”

Tyn's face turned pale, the Dark Thieves Guild might be able to unite against the three thousand soldiers of Semirada, but in the face of the huge Western Church, the acting president would just drop the phrase "everyone is well" and abandon his members to run away.

Like a rumbling thunder, it turned out to be the half-giant Ankka laughed unkindly.

"What about you, Yulai, what have you been doing for the most half of the year?", Orveis asked curiously.

The half-elf looked up gracefully, "Me? A year is too short even for me, a half-blooded elf, and I have only had time to read the writings of the sage in the Agatha Forest for a while before I receive a code message from the assembled members. ”

He smiled, but he didn't alike the fast-paced adventure, "What about you, Enid, are you still living in the Orman Empire?

"Sort of. Orwess sighed, "It's mainly the Blood Clan, and recently the Blood Clan in the empire has been rampant for some reason, and although I'm good at light magic, the enemies that appear are still too strong for me, and it's a little uncomfortable to be caught up in a little." ”

"Bloodline?", Lucia said thoughtfully as she dipped a slice of bread in the mist of milk from her glass, "I have heard that the Otman Emperor has issued a crusade against the Blood, and that the documents that have been transmitted to various countries have been signed by the Patriarch, and it seems that the world-famous religious judgment is about to move again. ”

"Inquisition?", Yulai showed an annoyed expression, unlike the Western See, which was keen to spread its influence in the human realm, the Eastern Holy See was like the whip of the Ottoman Emperor, following the Emperor's edict to hit any place.

This is especially true of the Inquisition of the Eastern Holy See, which was so docile and amiable in their cages that once opened, that even the Otman Emperor himself did not know how his enemies would perish, and how much he himself would pay for his hyenas.

"Well. Olwes shrugged her shoulders, "It's a little uncomfortable for a half-elf like you who believe in the god of nature, but you can hide in the Agatha Forest for a while, and although these madmen dare to bite anyone, most of the time they still know how many pounds and taels they have." ”

"Is that what you think of us? Miss Enid!"

The voice sounded suddenly, causing a cold rush to fly from the soles of Olves's feet to her head, and the smile on her face suddenly stiffened, and she slowly turned her head, the silver-eyed boy who had once worn a cross in flames was now dressed as a priest, and the sun was amiable like a boy who accompanied you all the way to the farmer next door.

"You almost became my junior sister, Miss Enid. Gerald sighed and made a look of regret, "We are the purest lambs under the knees of the god of light, volunteering to take on the hardest and most tiring work of descaling for him, you are excellent, Miss Enid, but you lack faith. ”

When someone from a religious inquisition comes to the door and accuses himself of a lack of faith, the faces of any of the commoners or nobles of the Ottoman Empire, or countries not far from the Ottoman Empire, will not look very good, and perhaps others will now kneel down and cry and beg for their sincerity, or pray for the last time they will spend with their families.

But Olwes panicked for a moment and then quietly took the glass wand into her hand, believing that as long as she quietly gave a signal, the would-be master team would show its true fangs and rush up, and Gerald would be shattered in an instant if he couldn't cast his magic spell.

Gerald quickly raised his hands in surrender, almost at the same time as he and Olwes retrieved their wands, "Hey, what are you doing so nervously, Enid, hehe, I didn't mean to offend you and your companions. ”

"Marcas, if a man follows you all the way for thousands of miles and secretly threatens you, will you believe every harmless word he spits out?" Olwes said to Marcas, staring at Gerald.

Marcas's figure had disappeared at the moment, and no one knew where he was, "I won't believe it, Enid, I'm glad that the head of an arrogant man will be on the table in my cabin again. ”

Gerald carefully pulled out a fine document from his bosom, unslashed Lucia's sword hanging in front of his throat, and barely squeezed a smile from his face, no one could have imagined that his slightly confident actions would attract such preferential treatment, it was obvious that he had overlooked the team's quasi-master status.

Tyan jumped to his feet, tore off the paper, and wiped his hands on Gerald's white robe, "Let me see, what is written on this bird thing?", he flicked the paper, coughed, and cleared his throat.

"In view of the outstanding strength of the "Dance of Fire and Sword" squad, the Adventurer's Guild has now awarded it a master-level assessment mission, targeting the peak of Manalus.... Winged Witch?", Tine's eyes widened, the coincidence was so surprising that if it weren't for the troublemaker in front of him, he would have wondered if Enid had stuffed gold into the censorship.

Yulai was also obviously surprised, crouching down behind Tien and reading the next line that was clearly newly added, "In order to emphasize the credibility and authenticity of the review of the master level and above squads, the Rev. Gerald of the Holy See is now appointed as the overseer of the assessment. ”

"it. The dwarf shoved the paper into Lucia's cup of hot milk with disdain enough to kill him, "I'm sure this kid has stuffed gold into the censorship now, Enid, this kid must have something to do with you, and he's got you up to the knees." ”

Olwes rolled her eyes, "Those old fellows of the censorship pretended to be confused and used the butcher of the Inquisition as a priest, and you are also stupid to take the villain who rushed to the door as a lover?", she looked deeply at Gerald with the eyes of two lifetimes, trying to see what was going on, and suddenly remembered that she had reversed her identity from that in the palace, and her mood was slightly happy.

The leader in the previous life said well, fists are the last word.

Gerald's harmless face turned into a smile that seemed genuine, "Again, I really don't mean anything, Enid. I think that the Bloods attacked you once, and they will definitely attack you a second time, and I am here to protect you, or to wait for the rabbit. ”

"Fuck your sister for the second time!", Olwes immediately exploded at the thought of that stupid old man of the blood clan, and she had no ladylike demeanor, and scolded angrily, which shocked several people in the team, and the half-giant even kept his face up, pouring the whole barrel of wine on his chest, quite heroic.

"Go back to your Orman hometown, the ghost needs your protection!", she kicked between Gerald's legs, and the trembling dwarf sat down on the ground in horror at Olves' glare.

Watching Enid drag the pale Gerald and throw out the "Afternoon of West Asia" in a beautiful parabola, everyone in the team understood the true meaning of "Enid of Thunder and Fire" at this moment, only Lucia still smiled with her cheeks and said, "Actually, this is not a bad thing, Enid." ”

Olwes looked back slightly, and if it was Lucia, she would have listened for a moment.

"When we met three years ago, didn't we all agree that we would become the top adventurers in the world, whether it was the legendary Elemental Lake, the mysterious Firefly Forest, or the lost underwater world of Fingal, we would leave our footprints?"

There were some warm smiles on everyone's faces, obviously remembering the agreement made three years ago, and the miraculous rainbow that once crossed the Kurla Waterfall and seemed to be beyond the sky was a testimony to the bond and agreement between them.

Lucia shook Olves' hand as she had done three years ago, and said with a smile, "Whether that person has any intentions or not, we will also go on our adventure, and once we become a master team, we will be able to use the power of the guild to go to the far east, where there is gold everywhere, and the oasis of the desert is full of princesses and horse thieves." ”

Olwes smiled as she looked at her sincere companion, even though Lucia's description was a little strange, "I'm just like you, and I'm not going to stop myself." Olwes tilted her head and said, "Again, if anything dares to stop us, we will destroy it with sword and magic!"