Barton, the knight of light, stared warily above the forest, and a black shadow of lightning fell on the opposite side of Al, with a burning blackened iron pot in between.

Dressed in a white dress, Alastel ignored the storm crows and cooked everyone's breakfast like a chef.

Closed his eyes and looked at Rob.

"It's probably going to be a day's delay today, do you find anything around?"

"No, it's deserted near the border, the farmland is deserted, and there is no one. ”

Seeing that it was someone Al knew, Barton relaxed and breathed a sigh of relief, and sat back down next to his sleeping teammate.

Mages are always secretive, and having a talking crow isn't a big deal to make a fuss about. It's this crow, why is it staring at this feverish little girl so coldly.

As a true knight, Barton silently approached the little girl.

The icy crow with a flash of thunder, the little black man cooking, the knight on guard, the silent mage, and two sleeping patients make for a strange picture.

"Al, how well do you know about our sect?"

The crow looked indifferently at the little girl and spoke first.

"I am an Orthodox mage, and I have heard of the teachings and customs preached by your sect, but I don't know if you have interpreted the new meaning in isolation. ”

Al replied calmly as if he normally communicated with Rob.

"There are not many new doctrines, customs, and we are not theologians, nor are we natural believers like other druids, and we need to be careful to comprehend every word of those represented. ”

"Each and every one of us is a lucky one chosen by a cruel mother. ”

Every word Rob said, like power, a thunderbolt pattern lit up on his body. Terrifying thunder and lightning, abundant almost overflowing from his body.

Al Wenyan nodded and stood up from the ground.

"Rob, my friend. At the end of the year, I will end my trip and take a boat home from Deep Sea City. ”

"I invite you to my hometown. ”

Rob, who has never expressed superfluous feelings, shook his head with difficulty, and his voice was full of regret and determination.

"Al, I am deeply impressed by your knowledge and insights, and unfortunately we are no longer friends. ”

"I have repaid the friendship you gave me to save me in the Central Forest, and the Book of Thunder and Lightning is enough to repay you for your generous knowledge, and we owe each other nothing. ”

"Now, give me that little girl. ”

Al sighed, for the loss of a like-minded friend, but also for his own loneliness.

In this world, faith cannot be seen or touched, but it plays an irreplaceable role.

No matter how much the Starch Spencers don't get along with the rest of the world, they are also a sect.

Mother Nature is cold, and it does not look down on anyone, nor does it look down on anyone. It unleashes disasters such as earthquakes, storms, tsunamis, beasts, diseases, etc., and is Mother Nature's cycle of weeding out waste.

Only by screening out the same group of strong people in life are worthy of enjoying its great grace.

Anyone who tries to evade Mother Nature's test by external force is blaspheming Mother Nature. It is also a denial of the value of survival for them, the Starch Spencer Druids.

This sick little girl, the one who was officially chosen by the test of nature.

She should resist this disease with her own will and body, and if she survives, she will receive the grace of Mother Nature. If not, it means that she is a failure for Mother Nature, a defective product!

And if Al dares to interrupt Mother Nature's test, then he is the enemy of Mother Nature. All the Starch Spencer Druids who survived the cold ordeal, the greatest enemy!

Not only did Al interrupt the Test of Nature, but he was also the destroyer of the Test of Nature, the enemy of the absolute lock of the Druid of the Stech Spencer hatred, the Physician.

It is the existence of the physician that allows so many wastes that should have died to continue to steal shamelessly in this world, a favor that only they, the winners, can enjoy.

Medicine will keep the weak, and the weak will accumulate to a certain extent and cause a great plague that will destroy humanity

Al healed civilians, healed Blakeney, and healed the little girl, all with the methods of a physician.

This is already in absolute conflict with Rob's beliefs, and he didn't fight Al directly, but it was already based on the friendship of traveling during this time.

Al offered to say goodbye to him peacefully, but he refused to accept it, and must take the little girl and continue her due test.

Not to mention that Al believed in the god of goodness at this time, even if he was alone, it was impossible for an ordinary little girl to be taken away.

The reason why the world's population has not been able to develop is because of the backward medical conditions and the scarcity of doctors, most of whom may be killed by a cold at a young age.

A small cold can end a life, not to mention a hard anti-high fever without taking medicine. High fever seems to be a minor illness, you can sleep after taking oral medicine, but once it is serious, it will either die or be disabled.

In Rob's eyes, Al was just a friend who had traveled together for months, and a knowledgeable and powerful mage.

Rob is in Al's eyes, but that's more than that.

At the beginning, Rob taught him two transfiguration techniques that could transform without the power of nature, which was Al's only life-saving ability at that time. Not only has it saved his life many times, but it has also provided him with unimaginable support for his research on spells. All of his flesh and blood changes have the shadow of their Starch Spencer sect's spells. If it weren't for Rob, his strength would not have grown so comprehensively, and his speed would not have been so fast.

He really didn't want to fight Rob, but he couldn't give him the little girl next to him.

"Then settle this dispute in the manner of your sect. ”

The solution to the contradiction between the Starch Spencer Druids is to force the listener to whom.

Rob witnessed Al rise from a sixth-level mage to a ninth-level mage in just a few months, as if favored by fate, and personally guarded him to bless himself with a powerful three-circle ceremony.

He didn't miss every battle, and the abilities he used in each battle were different, with a variety of means and strong combat power, so he couldn't know his strength better.

But they were also known to be powerful. Immediately, the thunder and light were staggered, and it turned into a mighty thunder spear in the air.

"Spear of Kungunir!"

"The spear of Kungunir. ”

Al threw out his hand and fired three shots in quick succession, detonating Starch Spencer's secret technique in the air.

The raging thunder set off a violent storm, and Al remained indifferent in the thunder and storm.

Rob stopped what he was doing, and let out a blank voice in disbelief.

"How is that possible...... How could you possibly be the core secret method of our sect!"

"You also demoted the seventh-order Kungunir!"