Turning his head in confusion, the demon hunter noticed that the girl was tapping lightly on the window, trying to get his attention. When the www.biquge.info noticed that the witcher had turned around, the girl was still smiling and waving at him, and seemed to move to the window with great difficulty, and opened it.

"Excuse me...... Are you a demon hunter?" the girl leaned over the window and asked Canette curiously.

"Oh, guess what?" suddenly thought it was quite interesting, and Carnet deliberately asked back.

"I want to ...... Right. Your eyes are special. The girl's tone was as if she were answering a teacher's question.

"Well, the correct answer. Canette smiled at him again, "Okay, brother, I'm leaving." ”

"Are you going to kill monsters?" the girl seemed interested.

"Not necessarily. Maybe it's something else...... We are committed to many commissions. Canette thought about it for a moment, but decided to answer truthfully.

"So, you haven't commissioned it yet?" the girl seemed to be quite happy to hear this.

"Ah...... Well...... For the time being. Canette coughed, "What's wrong?"

"Great...... Then, Mr. Demon Hunter, I would like to entrust you with one thing. When the girl heard this, her tone became happy: "Can you help me, since you don't have an ongoing commission, it shouldn't bother you too much......"

"Oh...... Yes, yes, you can. Also, just call me Cannet. Carnet really felt strange: "But what commission are you going to give me?"

The Dire Pony seemed bored with the conversation and began to hum.

"Hmm...... I want you to help me deliver a letter to the city of holy pillars in the east...... You can see it here. Pointing to the seemingly not-so-distant city, the girl seemed to want to get out of bed, but with great difficulty.

"Uh...... We demon hunters don't do the mail. It's okay that the fort is particularly dangerous along the way, but there is no need to ...... this kind of ordinary letter can be delivered," Carnet reluctantly tried to explain.

"No, please, sir, only you can deliver ......" The girl seemed frustrated, "Mr. Witcher, you're going to sit there, aren't you......?" Then maybe you can ...... it handy."

“...... Why is it only me who can deliver it?" Canette still didn't understand.

"Because...... I have not received a reply to the letters I have sent before. So I don't think it was delivered. After all, if it's a messenger, you will only put it in the mailbox. It's easy to dismiss it as inconsequential news. The girl got out of bed with difficulty, and whispered in frustration, "Therefore, I think that if someone takes the letter in, it will definitely be delivered to him." ”

"You say he'...... Is it for your boyfriend in such a hurry?" Canette still wondered: "Is it possible that it was because of his ...... Forehead...... It's not polite to say that, but -- will he change his mind or something. ”

"No, I must have not received it. The girl replied with great firmness and laughed.

Just as Canette was about to say, "How can you be sure," the girl whispered the reason for such a firm veto: "Recipient...... It's my dad. ”

"Oh, I see. Canette only felt a little embarrassed.

Indeed, if it were a father, he would definitely reply to his daughter.

...... In general.

"Really?" the girl's smile grew brighter, "Daddy's words...... I'll definitely get back to me. So...... It must have been received. ”

"......" However, hearing this, Cannet, who originally wanted to smile, did not laugh.

Although MONOCULUS didn't enable mind reading, he already felt that something was quite wrong. This subconscious feeling was almost to the extent that he could conclude that there was something wrong with him.

The girl kept saying, "Daddy must not have received the letter," and repeated so much to herself—yes, she wasn't saying it to Carnett at all, she was trying to convince herself to believe it.

She must have known what was wrong, and her father didn't reply—but for some unknown reason, she could only blame it on the fact that it hadn't arrived.

The girl was definitely very uneasy and didn't know what had happened to her father, so she wanted to call someone to take a look...... So I happened to run into it here, so ......

...... That's pretty much it.

"Your body seems to be very bad. At the same time, Canette noticed that the girl struggled to walk even a few steps to her desk. The weak body shook every step that made people's hearts tighten.

I always feel like a person who has not recovered from a serious illness. In fact, it seems to be true. Because, in line of sight, you can see that there are a lot of medicine bottles on her bedside table.

If you eat once a day per bottle, you have to have a lot of it.

"Get used to it...... I've been like that since I was a kid. The girl's tone seemed to be saying something that had nothing to do with her, but the tone suddenly changed and softened: "...... These medicines, all like my old friends. ”

Hey, why are you suddenly so emotional in the second half of your sentence......

Finally, the girl pulled up a chair and tried to sit down at the desk. However, he didn't sit down and fell to the ground. Carnet was so shocked that she tried to jump over the window, but to her chagrin to find that the window was too small to climb over.

Just as he was about to enter through the door, the girl seemed to hold back on her body like a small tree swaying in the wind, and smiled at Cannet, as if to tell him not to worry. In this way, although there was still some uneasiness, Canette also couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief because of the girl's expression.

"I also tried to find my dad myself. The girl wrote the letter, and her tone became helpless: "But...... It's a pity that just getting out of the house makes me tired. ”

"Can you ask the villagers for a favor or something?" Carnett was still very curious, "Whoever came into the city brought a letter or something." It's just a gesture, and they won't refuse, right?"

“...... Maybe it's because I'm hated, and people don't even want to see me. The girl was silent for a moment before she said so quietly.

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Parchment Scrolls that Tell Ancient Memories: Actual Combat Class.

Undead Magic: Ghost Fire Guardian.

Inventor: Unknown. Ethnicity and gender: Unknown.

Released by: Unknown Race and Gender: Unknown.

Drive source: Mana.com.

The blue light emitted by the necromancy flickered over the gloomy wilderness.

The Night's Watch watched the light with trepidation, and tried to get closer. Still, he was already shaking before he could get close.

It was a ghostly fire. However, as soon as the night watchman approached, he suddenly began to rush towards the location of the living.

Moments later, only a burned corpse remained.