"Why did the beautiful elf hit me?" Roger sat in Jonny's car, grinning and snorting at the top of his head, he was hit all over the head by Lilac's hand, and now his fingers hurt when he touched it.

"That means it's not a joke." Jonny was smiling in the driver's seat, amused by the scene that had just happened.

"Not a joke? God tells us that the whole world is going to be destroyed, and I am the only one who can save it? Roger shook his head with a wry smile and scoffed at the so-called Kander joke.

"They were talking about the Ascendant ruins, and that elven friend of yours mentioned the strife on Bald's borders." Jonny said.

"I don't have any 'friends' with that weird temper." Roger stroked his head and said solemnly.

"There is no news of this on the news network, and it stands to reason that the end of the armistice will definitely be a rumor, but these travelers seem determined, and they believe their stories, although it is really bizarre." Jonny tried to analyze.

"It's not just bizarre, it's a farce! What about destruction and hope, the demon king and awakening, is the journey of their Kander people just a children's story written along the way? And what I hate most in my life is the son of a hero. ”

"I'm curious how they found you, it stands to reason that the citizens of the alliance clan do not have the authority to access information resources above level 2, and the face information of people who can be identified requires permission of level 5 or above."

"What's there to think about? Tourists are just wandering around the mall, and when they meet us, they decide to tease us and put on a tried-and true scam to get you through the rest of your life with horror and anticipation, while they laugh and fall on the journey. ”

"So you're still 'expecting' it to happen?" Jonny looked at the promiscuous boy with a smile.

"The ghost is looking forward to it, I don't want to be a savior, it's sad and tiring, and besides, I can't save anyone, and of course I don't need anyone to save it." Roger grinned with his head held high.

"Well, then you can tell me, how do they know that you are the heir of a hero, this can't be guessed by looking at you, right?"

"How do I know? Maybe they have Level 5 reading privileges, maybe the Kander really have some ability to read your mind......" He pursed his lips and frowned.

"Or maybe the guy with the wings has this ability, and she looks like a fairy in a fairy tale! And fairies always have something to do. After he finished speaking, he nodded his head again and again in recognition of himself.

"The fairy man doesn't know much mind-reading magic, except for the wings that fly it, it's pretty much ...... us," Jonny corrected.

"Except, of course, they don't get fat, they don't get old, they don't breathe, they don't bleed, they don't distinguish between men and women, they don't eat solid food......," he thought for a moment and added.

"Men and women? Are they dioecious? Yo~vomit~" Roger squeezed out an uncomfortable expression.

"No, in fact they are not even animals, they grow from trees, so many of the sexual characteristics are similar to plants......"

"Growing from a tree? Yo~vomit~" The blonde kid was about to vomit out with a bitter face.

"Well, it's a very magical tree, it can think about all things, it's wise and erudite, and the fairy people worship them as incubators and gods, and I really hope that one day I'll be able to see these trees with my own eyes." Jonny yearned.

"Well, Library Joe, I won't ask you where you learned this strange knowledge, but I wish you a speedy one." Roger had no idea of the fairy people, and in fact, although the native species of the rich star was described in detail in the alien cognition class, he always forgot about it.

The Jonny worked hard to learn these by Roger. When Master Clark defined himself as 'meaningless' lessons, he was either asleep or talking to someone, barely taking it seriously.

"So should we do something about your new identity as a savior of the apocalypse?" Jonny also made a joke, and it is no wonder that there is an immeasurable gap between the destruction of the galaxy and the identity of a fifteen-year-old boy who is still in school, and it is even more nonsense for Jonny to save the world by his own strength, how can he believe it.

"Well, I thought about it." Roger said at this time. "I could have used him as my new nickname for the rugby team's entrance ceremony, you know, like ......," he began to exaggerate in his voice as he began to learn the live broadcast.

“…… Today he scored another touchdown to save the score, leading the team to the championship for the sixteenth time, he is our irreplaceable hero, unstoppable teammate, the savior of the team, the friend of women, the pride of the world, he is Roger...... Clarke! His palms spread out from his chest, his expression rich.

"The bass needs to be a little deeper." Jonny suggested, and Roger began to lower his tone.

"Our End ...... Rescuer...... Roger...... Ouch! He was momentarily proud, and slowly stood up, forgetting that he had been knocked out by the fairy man and hit the top of his head on the roof of the car.

"Alright, enough of the jokes, let's go back." Jonny informs Calysion that the engine is started.

"By the way, I've always wanted to ask you, what did you buy when you dragged me to Haolejia?" He reminded with a smile.

"It's miserable, Lao Mo's snacks! Tomorrow you will tear me up if you don't give him anything. Ignoring the pain on the top of his head, Roger got out of the car and ran towards the mall.