After the punk had studied what he wanted and left the town of Nialand, he found that Tishachar's movements had grown louder and larger, and that all the believers had a tendency to distance themselves from the city of Dorez.

All signs indicate that Tishachar's big move is coming, and time is running out, and it is necessary to go to the city of Dorez as soon as possible to pull up an ally and a group of cannon fodder.

Punk wasn't used to riding vehicles, so he simply blessed himself with swiftness and began to run towards Dorez City, followed by the repaired Golem One.

The speed at which the official mages advance is considerable, and the punks set out at noon and have already arrived at the city of Doraise in the afternoon.

But just as he wanted to go directly into the city, he suddenly noticed a familiar magic fluctuation.

"It's Bilan's little girl, isn't this guy dead?"

Seeing Bilan looking in his direction in horror from afar, Punk remembered that he still had such an apprentice.

Now Punk doesn't plan to make Bilan into a transformed soul, and Punk hasn't had any connection recently, so his current level is not enough to transform the soul of a professional, not to mention that if he wants to pull up a group of allies, a reputation for the past is still necessary.

"Since I plan to disguise myself as a mage who has a "somewhat eccentric temper, but a good heart", I will definitely not be able to let my apprentice go, so I just arrange this girl casually."

Punk secretly considered in his heart, the impression he had left on the people of Dorez City was really bad, and if they cooperated in this situation, everyone would probably be wary of themselves, and in that case, they would stab Punk in the back, so it was better to disguise himself as a cold-faced mage, at least so that those priests who were looking for fault everywhere would not be able to investigate their arrangements.

At the same time, as long as there is no evidence that they have a bias in the evil camp, even if the pastors hate them very much, they have to seriously help. (There is no conclusive evidence that the gods of the Order camp and their priests are unable to act on their own volition).

Thinking so, Punk slowed down and turned around to Biran's tent, and through the prophecy spell, he knew that Biran and Dikido were now in love, and she didn't have the courage to tell the story of the White Tower.

Although the punk had slowed down considerably, in the eyes of Bran and Dichido, the official mage had turned into a black afterimage and appeared in the open space in front of the tent.

Dikido's eyes widened as he looked at the punk who almost suddenly appeared in front of him, although he instinctively stood in front of the trembling Bilan, but Dichido, who had never seen a formal-level professional, was still frightened by the might of a formal-level powerhouse.

As a bard, Dikido knows a lot about the deeds of professionals in the novels, but after all, he is only a teenager and has never left the confines of Dorais, and his first and only professional person to come into close contact with - Bilan always shows a harmless image of humans and animals, so Diqido even has a feeling that "professionals are just like that".

But when facing a punk who is the same height as himself, Dikido feels as if he has fallen into an ice cave, and the cold and terrifying feeling seems to have become Dikido's only feeling, especially the pair of cold pupils, with the mysterious and weird black robe............ The silent terror seemed to be enough to wipe out all hope and beauty.

It was only then that Dikido understood why the mere mention of the official mage's name was enough to make Pyran tremble, it was not just the horror of the breath, but also a kind of crushing at the soul level.

Punk stared coldly at the trembling little boy in front of him, Bilan was clutching the boy's clothes tightly, and the two little lovers snuggled together and shivered, making themselves like big bad wolves who had blocked the little white rabbit in a hole.

Punk looked at Bilan a little speechless, he couldn't understand why this apprentice who had the audacity to make trouble for himself was scared like this at this time, but this did not prevent Punk from putting on a show.

The surrounding priests who were helping the refugees all looked at this "suddenly appeared" official-level powerhouse from a distance, and several soldiers also hurriedly ran to inform Cascas, Punk knew that at this time, as long as he behaved kindly, as much as possible to favor the good camp, and when he came up with the evidence of the church in Tishahar and asked for help, the pastors of the church could not refuse, so he spoke in the softest voice possible:

"Hello, my apprentice, we're meeting again."

Due to his usual taciturnity, Punk's soft voice is still unemotional, sounding cold and lifeless.

In Bilan's opinion, Punk was angry like this, because she not only threw down the white tower to "run away", but also messed up the experimental table in order to rummage through medicines.

Flipping a mage's test bench without permission can already be said to be a sign of a declaration of war, so Bi Lan was very scared at this time, she was afraid of being killed by punks, afraid of being dissected as an experiment, afraid of ending up with those slaves - being transformed souls.

She's even more afraid of getting involved with Dikido!

"At least............ At least save Dikido".

Bi Lan's heart only had this one thought in mind for a while.

"Mentor, I'm very sorry, I left the White Tower without permission, and I messed with the test table, this is an unforgivable sin, if there is any punishment I will not complain, but please spare Dichido, please............ It's all about him, it's all my fault!"

Bilan's eyes were red, tears slipped down her white face, the girl pleaded loudly to the punk, and the two slender jade hands tugged at the hem of the skirt to prevent her body from trembling too much, but in fact, her sweat had soaked through her clothes, and the dress was attached to Bilan's body to form a beautiful curve.

"No, Bilan, what are you talking about, you're just trying to save people, what's wrong there, are we going to die with that kid?"

Dikido reacted after being stunned for a moment, and when he saw Punk, he was keenly aware that the official mage in front of him was definitely not a kind professional like Bilan.

Although no matter how much she asked, Bilan refused to tell herself what she had experienced in the White Tower that caused her to wake up in nightmares, but Diqido had realized that everything in the White Tower must be very, very terrifying, and the official mage in front of her must also be very, very terrifying.

Terrifying............ Let Bilan, who is usually calm and quiet, cry bitterly at this time, and beg bitterly!

Dikido is a teenager, but also a man who is determined to protect Bilan, he can't let Bilan bear all this alone, so he opened his mouth without hesitation.

"Dichido............ You ......"

Birlan was anxious when she heard Dikido's words, she was afraid that Dikido would anger the "crazy evil" punk and be killed by a fireball.

But Dikido lightly pressed his index finger against Biran's lips to stop her from continuing,

"Okay, Bilan, didn't you say that no matter what you go through, you have to face it together."

At sunset, Diquito's hair reflected a brilliant golden light.

"Dichido ............"

Biran felt that as long as she was with Dikido, everything didn't matter, even if it was death or something more terrifying, as long as it was ............ Dikido was by his side............

Punk watched this stupid couple stage a life-and-death parting in front of him, and he really didn't know what to say in his heart, and the word "speechless" was not even enough to describe his mood at this time.

Punk felt as if he was just a normal greeting, and these two guys were so "fussed" that they made themselves look like heinous villains.

Faced with a group of staring priests, and Birlan and Dichido crying together, Punk had the urge to turn around and leave as if he didn't know him.

But impulsiveness is impulse, and drama has to be done.

In the end, the helpless official mage had no choice but to twitch the corners of his lips slightly and squeeze out a stiff smile, and then stepped forward and looked at the heads of the two of them, one by one, and the other was slightly brainstorming, and finally pretended to be as helpless as possible and said:

"You two fools, how much more do you have to lose to be enough"!

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(Today's military training, the temperature in the south is 40 degrees, although I cut my foot and can't participate, but I still have to listen, I was heated like a dog, my clothes are not breathable, and sweat dripped down my chin.)

The instructor is not allowed to use the mobile phone, back to the dormitory is really too tired and has no time, so I have to change it, everyone forgive me, tomorrow I will try to apply with the instructor (send her to pack China), and strive to use the audit time mobile phone code words, as much as possible two more, thank you. ）