Unlike other upper-class star spirits, he is physically strong and muscular. The most striking thing was his light purple skin, especially his reddish-brown hair, which was interspersed with a few locks of blonde hair, the color of which Zeling had never seen before.

But like all the upper star spirits, he had a haughty look, especially when speaking to the guards.

"Stand down."

With the consul present, the soldiers were eager to leave. He locked the door and strode away.

"Holy Templar Zeling." The upper-level star spirit beckoned to her, his arrogant tone much less than he had spoken to the guard, "You can make yourself comfortable. ”

"It's enough to have Zeling to bring me solace. Something else, I don't need and don't want. ”

His expression changed subtly, but Dan Zeling saw a look of almost remorse on his face. She was shocked that he would react. She also thought that all the Upper Star Spirits had been reduced to Demon Bosses and Elsala's minions, but this Upper Star Spirit made her feel that this might not be the case.

"Templar—" he began.

"You can call me Zeling." She interrupted suddenly, wanting to be friendly to him: "Zeling. ”

"Ms. Zeling, I'm Darema." The Upper Star Spirit replied, and the haughty tone of the most cohesive in his voice disappeared without a trace: "Twentieth generation nobles who serve the El planet......"

"Very famous hereditary. You have reason to be proud of yourself. ”

"Yes, I'm proud." Darema said, but a shadow crossed her face. "I should be proud." He said again.

Zeling saw his opportunity. Darema clearly has something to do.

"The Upper Star Spirit has always been the venerable guardian of this kingdom, guarding its people and the Well of Calanline. I'm sure your ancestors won't be disappointed by your actions. ”

Another shadow crossed his face.

Darema suddenly glanced around.

"I'm here to see if I want to persuade you to eat something, Holy Templar." As he spoke, he picked up the bowl on the floor, "I'd like to get you more, but they're only allowed me to bring these." ”

"Thank you, Darema, but I'm not hungry."

"Maybe someone doesn't have good intentions towards you. But there's no poison here, Ms. Zeling. I can assure you. The neatly dressed upper-class star spirit said, and put the end of the spoon to his lips and ate a little of the brown food in the bowl. He then grimaced: "What I can't guarantee is the taste of the rice...... I apologize to you for that. You should eat better. ”

She thought for a moment, determined to take a risk: "Okay. I eat. ”

The orb then reacted, slowly falling to the ground. Darema's eyes were fixed on the Templar. If it weren't for Ze Ling's heart, she would have found that this upper-level star spirit was dignified. She didn't see in him the kind of squirting habits that other Star Spirits had.

Darema scooped a full spoonful of rice and stretched it out to Zeling's mouth. The spoon glittered slightly as it passed through the green barrier that surrounded her.

"You're going to lean forward." He said to her, "My hand cannot go through this sphere. ”

The Templar leaned in. Darema was right, today's meal was indeed bland and tasteless. But Zeling was happy to have a meal in his heart.

Her hunger seemed to have skyrocketed tenfold at once, but she was still careful to hide it, not wanting the other party to see it. The upper-star may have sympathized with her plight, but he still served the demon leader and Elsala.

After feeding two spoonfuls of rice, he added, "If you just stop resisting, everything will be much easier." Otherwise, they will end up with little interest in you. In that case, ma'am, I'm afraid you'll be unlucky. ”

"I can't live up to the expectations of the god of civilization, but thank you for your concern for me. Darema. It's heartwarming to meet someone like you in the palace. ”

He twisted his head to the side: "There are other people like me here, but we know where we are, and we don't dare to talk nonsense." ”

After looking at him for a long time, Ze Ling decided it was time to put pressure on him further: "But your loyalty to the Empress is beyond doubt. ”

The tall star spirit looked offended. "Of course!" Then I calmed down a lot. He continued: "But we are afraid that her judgment is a little out of order. We are well aware of the Well of Calanline and the power it contains, but she ignores our words and listens to the opinions of the foreigners. We have given up all the work we have in our hands just to bring the leader of the Burning Legion to this world! We have worked for a lot of glory. I-"

He snapped to a halt, realizing that he had gone too far.

Darema quietly fed her food again. Zeling didn't say anything, but she already understood what he meant. This upper-level star spirit is here more for himself. Darema wanted to pour out the bitter water in her heart. to alleviate the feeling of inner restlessness.

Before I knew it, the food in the bowl had been eaten. Darema put the rice bowl back in its place. After a while, the Templar suddenly asked him, "Can I drink some water?" ”

Along with the food was a small bag of water, but like the food, Zeling never touched the water bag. Darema hurriedly grabbed the water bag, opened the lid, and reached for her, only to find that the barrier between the two of them was blocking the water bag from the outside.

"I beg your pardon." He whispered, "I forgot there was still this thing." ”

The upper star spirit poured the water from the water bag into the bowl and fed her a spoonful as if it were a meal. Ze Ling took two sips before he spoke: "It must feel strange to work with Harvis, after all, they were just like us. I have to admit that they made me a little uneasy. ”

"They are all fortunate enough to be lifted up by Dideros's strength, and they are better suited to serve him than we are." A few words came out in such a way that the Templar couldn't help but think that Darema had repeated them many times...... And maybe when you talk to yourself.

"You weren't chosen?"

His eyes became much more determined. "I turned it down, but the offer was very ...... Attractive, but my first duty is to serve the Empress. I don't want to be one of those ...... One of them. ”

With that, he casually put his rice bowl and spoon aside. Ze Ling bit his lip, wondering if he had seen the wrong person. Either way, she had no other hope. Darema was her only hope.

"I have to go now." "I've been here for too long," Darema said. ”

"Looking forward to seeing you next time."

He shook his head vigorously. "I won't come again. No, absolutely not. ”

Darema turned away from her, but just as he was about to walk out of the prison gate, the Templar spoke, "I am El Ear, Darema. If you have something to say, I'd love to be your listener. I'm never going to tell anyone, you have to trust me. ”

The Archon looked back at her, not speaking, but Zeling could tell that her words had infected him. After hesitating for a long time, Darema finally spoke, "I'll go back and see if I can bring you some tastier meals next time, Ms. Zeling." ”

"May El's blessing be with you, Darema."

He nodded quickly, then turned to leave. Ze Ling listened to his footsteps and slowly walked away. She was ready to wait for the guards to come back and check on her, but when the guards returned, they just stood outside the door as usual, ignoring him.

At this time, for the first time since he was captured, a smile appeared on Ze Ling's face.

For Kers, blood ties are the most basic thing that holds them together, and they have to make a vow to be loyal to each other in order to become true warriors. Defiling blood ties is the most despicable crime imaginable.

And at this moment, Brooks did this kind of betrayal.

Fox stared at Brooks with a look of extreme disgust, which he rarely looked at. Even in the face of demons, he will show a minimum of respect, because no matter how evil and terrifying they are, at least they reveal their true nature. (To be continued......)