Mei Mi's mood is as bright and bright as the sun spreading on her.

Ever since she knew that this group of uneasy fellows was going to go to the Far North Sea in a few months, Flo's priest had never been at ease, she was worried about Birdwin, worried about Glenn, but she was most worried about herself- She felt that the last act had used up all the courage and luck of the rest of her life, in the words of another plane, that is, she had done two crazy things that even she couldn't believe, the first and last time, she felt that she was infinitely close to Leona, even if there was a little gap, it was negligible, so thank you, although she didn't know much about the Far North Sea, it was enough to look at the route - Snow Cover Swamp, Wuthering Plains, the Sea of Eternal Night, neither that is a suitable place for a priest who is better at romance than wielding a sword.

In fact, it was hard for Mame to understand why they were going to do it themselves, Cremar already had a rich island, and he could have hired mercenaries and mages to find what he wanted, and she licked her lips lightly at the thought of this, or maybe the wealth might be more than he could get from the side island, Fremar was on top, and if she could, she really wanted to see it with her own eyes, of course, not in the Far North Sea.

This is exactly what makes her feel distressed, she likes the side island, she likes her temple, she doesn't want to leave here, but Mei Mi knows that she is not the most beautiful, and she may not be the priest who Frow favors the most, she can gain a foothold on the side island, and she can become a senior priest There is nothing else, it is because of the protection of Cremar, if she loses his protection, Mei Mi will still be the little pitiful little who can only exchange her body for a room in the tavern in the port.

Gülen relieved her of this trouble.

"Why are there two seas, one of the Sea of Eternal Night and the other of the Far North, can they still be distinguished from each other?"

"The Far North Sea is not a sea," Gülen said. He only had an extremely shallow understanding of the Far North Sea, after all, who would care about that place, even the lich would not stop for long, "The Far North Sea is a huge layer of ice that towers over the Eternal Night Sea, the water of the Eternal Night Sea is cobalt blue, like the eternal night sky, and the ice that stretches for thousands of miles is snow-white, because of the action of hurricanes and ocean tides, they will form a wave-like concave and convex roll, and from a distance it looks like another ocean." That's why it's called the Far North Sea. ”

"Sounds pretty desolate. As she leaned down, she picked up a shard and pulled open the front of her robe and put it in, and Glenn saw at once what it was with the sharp eyes that a thief must have, and his tone became a little helpless: "It's just a fragment of a clam, Memi, you have a chain of beads that can hang down from your neck to your knees." ”

"It's a bird's blood, and you can buy a silver coin by grinding it into beads," said Memi self-deprecatingly, "and I'm only worth one silver coin." ”

The thief paused. He seemed to try to comfort Memi, but gave up, the kind of comfort was synonymous with sarcasm in the guild, and as a person who was also struggling in the quagmire of filth, it could not have been clearer - the kindness of the tongue was never enough to satisfy himself. Imagine this. If he had been the same trembling child who was frightened by the living head of his companion, he would not have wanted to hear any hypocritical and empty sweet words, and all he wanted more than anything was for someone to take him away from that terrible room.

But no one.

So he can only remain silent now. Of course he could have taken Plum from Frå's temple, and then watch her die as weak, rotten, and suffocating as his own mother, but thankfully he could still do something - for Plum Honey. He went to plead with his companion or to say his master, the black-haired spellcaster, the lord of the side island. To his surprise, things went very smoothly, no, he never thought that Mei Mi would occupy an important position in the team, but what he did not expect was that the owner of the side island not only allowed Mei Mi to stay, but also provided Mei Mi with a fairly good hiding place.

It's not a side island, it's not a headland fort, it's not a jaw port, it's the capital of Archduke Luzell of Luther.

"I don't think Archduke Luzel has forgotten those five hundred thousand gold coins. Said the soul of the other world.

Glenn's expression could have been taken as a specimen of consternation: "But that's a big favor!" he almost screamed, "Shouldn't it be used in ......" He gestured a little confusedly, "If Leona and Baldwin knew...... Wait a minute, will they know? Or ......" He looked anxiously at the spellcaster who was still reviewing a document, he didn't know whether to say it or not, because the next words were undoubtedly divisive, Berdwin and Leona, even if one was a lord and the other was a princess, but they were two fools in Glenn's eyes, and the thief was afraid of Kerryben, who had never thought of sitting on the same scale as the elf.

"Luzel is the Grand Duke of Luther, and Luther, bordering the Normans of the Highlands, has been at war with each other for more than a dozen or so, to be exact, the two are enemy nations. The soul of the other world flipped through a piece of parchment that had asked him for the right to the Blue Crayfish franchise, and said slowly: "Although Archduke Luzel does owe a debt of life, he is still Luzell of Luther after all, he is responsible not only to himself, but also to his ancestors, his courtiers, his knights and his own people, and it is already his limit to allow the soldiers of Thunder Fort to stay in the triangle, although there are also these soldiers who are fighting against the common enemy of mankind. The orcs were not Lutherans, but in a way he had paid off his share of the debt that belonged to Baldwin - otherwise how do you think he would have paid the debt? Could it be that Leona still needs an army from the archduke of the enemy country in order to return to his own capital? This is not a plea for help, but treason, although Luzel of Luther would have been more than willing to do so. ”

"But if it's just for the sake of Memery...... "The free gift must hide a trap, even if it is to prevent Archduke Luzel's finger from reaching into the Highland Norman, Leona and Baldwin can't do anything, then what about Cremar? A spellcaster, as long as he can still cast spells, his need for gold and spellcasting materials will never be satisfied, and he can ask Luzel for a large sum of money instead of asking him to hide a priest who can be said to have little to do with him.

"Let's just test for bugs. The black-haired spellcaster replied with his usual frankness that it was an unfamiliar word Gülen had never heard before, but since the caster had his purpose, the thief was much more relieved for no reason - he certainly wouldn't be stupid enough to go too far, Cremar wasn't his or Meimi's mother, and even a mother wouldn't give up the chance to empty a Grand Duke's purse for the sake of her child.

Gülen lowered his head, his toes buried in the fine sand washed by the sea, a flash caught his attention, he picked at random, a stone the size of a fingernail fell into the palm of his hand, the thief wiped the sand from it, and showed it to Memi: "Look, this is the treasure that deserves to be placed in your heart." He whispered, "It's like your eyes." ”

It was a three-color tourmaline, with clear turquoise, emerald blue and golden yellow reflecting each other in a small world, so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

Instead, she put her hands behind her back, and Glenn thoughtfully threw the tourmaline gently into her front, the cold stone sliding down the fiery skin, and even in the warm sun, Flo's priest shivered slightly.

She leaned forward and took a playful and teasing bite on Gülen's earlobe. "This is punishment," she murmured sweetly, "isn't it you who deserve it most of all to be put in my heart?"

Glenn reached out and hugged her tightly, the tip of his nose pressed against Reverend Flo's curls that smelled of musk and myrrh in the sun, "It's a lie. He said, "Is that right?"

Mei Mi laughed hastily.

"Ah, yes," she admitted, "I'm lying." ”

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"Mother?"

Fouquet shouted, but he flicked it as he remembered that the window in the room was still open, and that his voice was likely to be heard outside.

"Don't worry about that. Fouquet's mother said, sitting in her chair, the last rays of sunlight resting on her slender toes, her silk satin robes, bright red like blood and embers, swirling in the shadows, her hands, colder and whiter than ice, resting on the armrests carved in the shape of mandala flowers, the red black extending from the tip of her long pointed nails to the almost translucent crescent part, her chest, arms, and ankles were adorned with heavy gold and flame agate and garnet, each with a faint streamer indicating that each of them contained a powerful spell。

The man wore his hair hanging high, and he wore a crown of gold, on which hung large sea-green Becurie gems, which themselves shimmered with fire, so even Fouquet could not be sure if they were also magical gems.

If she were just an ordinary human being, no matter how stunningly beautiful she was, she would only be overshadowed by so much gold and precious stones, but if it was her, it was her mother, and her beauty and strength were like the stars in the sky, or the abyss on earth, and not even sunlight or lava could take away her brilliance...... , a dangerous and brutal brilliance, Fouquet lowered his head the moment he saw her face, but his eyes were still bleeding.

"Raise your head," she said, "and let me see you, my son." (To be continued.) )