Moran and Celia were walking down the wide road, but... At this time, Mo Ran was a little wandering, because he was recalling the history of Hutton Marr.

Of course, these things are also seen from the forum, as a successful 'poisoned milk powder', dungeons and warriors also have ups and downs, and the magnificent history.

It's just that Mo Ran's spirit is outside... Or rather, absent-mindedness, which caused Celia's small dissatisfaction.

So a small hand stretched straight out in front of Mo Ran's eyes, and it continued to wave and wave, until it attracted Mo Ran's attention back, and the little hand gave up.

Then, Mo Ran saw Celia's delicate little face: "I said... Were you listening to me just now? ”

Mo Ran was immediately stunned and asked, "What did you just say?" ”

"Gray crystals! I always felt familiar with that thing! Celia sighed exaggeratedly, and then her little face collapsed: "Forget it, I won't tell you this." ”

"By the way, what were you thinking? So into the gods? ”

Mo Ran opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to speak, he couldn't tell Celia and say... I was just reminiscing about her life experience, right?

At this time, Mo Ran saw the ring on Celia's hand, and then his heart moved: "You said before... This thing is the soul of Kazan? ”

Seeing that Mo Ran was interested, Celia generously stretched out her hand, and then showed the ring in front of Mo Ran, and at the same time... The corners of Celia's mouth also had a smile on her face.

"This is the self-defense ring given to me by Uncle GSD, which seals part of the power of Uncle Ghost's hand, that is, the power of Kazan's soul, and these powers can just protect me."

"As for... I went to Loran to look for clues, and there is also a reason for this, because Uncle GSD's ghost hand has reacted to the gray crystal, and Uncle has always been worried about the existence of the ghost hand. ”

"GSD?" Mo Ran couldn't help muttering to himself.

GSD is also a character that Mo Ran likes very much, but... Unlike Celia, GSD doesn't have a beautiful appearance, and its image is that of a bad old man, however... But he has a lot of strength.

GSD's identity has always been mysterious, and although he is blind, he does not delay his strength, and he is recognized as one of the strongest swordsmen in the mainland.

As for... The Four Sword Saints or something, in fact, are slightly inferior to GSD, but GSD rarely makes shots, so his strength is rarely known.

……

After a half-day journey, Moran and Celia arrived at Huttonmar.

By this time, night had fallen.

However, Hutton Marr is brilliantly lit, and even if it is far away, Mo Ran can feel its prosperity.

Being able to rush back to Huttonmar before nightfall also made Celia quietly relieved, after all... The current Arad continent is completely in turmoil, so it is very unsafe to spend the night in the wild.

Huttonmar is the largest trading city in the entire continent of Arad, however... In the city, there are not many guards.

But if you think it's weakly defended, you're wrong.

Because in Huttonmar, there are several strong people, and as long as these strong people are still there, there will be no young people who come here to spread wild.

But... As a trading city, Huttonmar has a very high population movement, so... Even Mo Ran, a fresh face, was only briefly questioned.

Then, Mo Ran was taken by Celia, a small hotel called Celia Hotel.

Just by listening to the name, Mo Ran knew that this was a small hotel opened by Celia, but... The hotel was deserted, except for a dozing boy at the counter.

As soon as she entered the hotel, Celia knocked on the counter.

The sudden sound obviously disturbed the boy's sweet dreams, so the boy first muttered twice in dissatisfaction, and then propped himself up and rubbed his eyes vigorously.

However, after seeing that it was Celia again, the young man let out a light sound, and then showed a sincere smile: "Sister Celia, you are finally back, I am worried to death!" ”

Celia also smiled sweetly and said, "Thank you so hard, Alger! You've asked me to take care of the hotel for so many days, now go back and have a good rest! ”

"I'm not tired at all!" After receiving the praise, the young Alger regained his dragon spirit, patted his chest hard, and said, "However, the next time you have an adventure, Sister Celia... You must take me with you! ”

"I'm not a kid anymore, and with the power I have, I can definitely defeat all monsters......"

Alger was supposed to be very proud, but he was hit on the top of his head by Celia's small fist.

Then, Celia reprimanded with a stern face: "Alger, you don't always want to go on adventures all day long, and... Don't get old to listen to the legends of heroes! ”

"Because, the adventure is not as easy as you think, and it is not as beautiful as the story describes! So... You're going to have to work honestly, you know? ”

After being reprimanded, Alger's face fell, but... Mo Ran could see that Alger didn't take these words to heart, because he was still in the midst of adolescent rebellion.

However, Mo Ran vaguely saw the shadow of his past from this rebellion, so he couldn't help coughing lightly.

This can be regarded as helping Alger to relieve the siege, because after coughing lightly, Celia remembered Mo Ran's existence, and then her face turned slightly red, and then stopped reprimanding Alger.

It was also at this time that Alger discovered Mo Ran's existence, so he asked out loud: "Who is this?" ”

Celia's expression quickly returned to normal, and introduced: "This is Mo Ran, a truly powerful warrior, he can even suppress the minotaur with his strength in a head-to-head confrontation. ”

Hearing this, Alger's eyes bloomed with a dazzling light, and then he stretched out his right hand to Mo Ran: "Hello, I'm Alger, a man who wants to become the strongest ghost swordsman." ”

Seeing the brilliance in Alger's eyes, Mo Ran couldn't help but sigh a little, because of this line... It sounds all too familiar.

However... Mo Ran didn't refuse, just smiled kindly, and then stretched out his right hand.

Because once upon a time, I was also young and frivolous, like Alger... Secondary 2 passed.

Unfortunately, as soon as the palms of the two of them were clenched together, a small fist swung over and landed on the top of Alger's head with unmistakable accuracy.

This time, Celia didn't keep her hand, so when the fist fell, the heroic Alger covered his head in pain, and then showed a bitter gourd face.

But... Celia was not moved at all, and was about to reprimand Alger with her waist in her arms.

Seeing this, Alger knew that something was wrong, and immediately jumped out of the inn and fled into the depths of the street.

However, after rushing out of the hotel, Alger raised his right hand and waved it vigorously: "Sister Celia, and Brother Moran, I'll go back first, and I'll come back tomorrow to see you......"