"The current situation is not suitable for gift-giving, come out", Tarrant activated the secret room mechanism, and Lovell's tomb slowly closed.

Kira Veton held the "precious gift" in both hands, "If you think my gift is a flower, it means that you are as smart as a pig, look at this." ”

"What is it?" said Katrina.

A hand, bloody, showing the pain of the master's life.

"You're ......" Katrina took a step back and gasped, "Ahem!"

"Stop your boring humor!" Tarrant took the mage's hand and walked into the sewers, "You're a full ...... Cough!...... Perverted!"

"Waste my kindness!" Kirawiton fiddled with the stump and undid an agate ring.

"Do you mean that......" Tarrant admits that the idea is good, and his night vision wanes, and he expertly lights a torch.

"Instant Banshee Fury, you can do a lot with this", the priest took the mage's hand, "at least give yourself the first step towards 'greatness'." ”

"No......" Catrina faintly resisted the thing and broke free from the priest, its two former owners had died in quick succession not long ago, like a cursed bad luck.

"It's dirty, it's okay", Kira Velton wiped the ring twice on her cloak, "May Maxine bless this ring and make it a partner of love and justice, it will bring supreme glory to the new owner and create a new legend", she almost laughed and completed the hypocritical blessing, "More importantly, it is a testimony of our love, Caterina, accept me!"

Blaspheming Maxine and love at the same time, "You will be punished by God". Tarrant warned.

"Who is God?" Kiraweton took Katrina's hand again and forced the ring over the mage's middle finger. "The ceremony is complete, and you will be my lover for the rest of your life. ”

"I don't need this ......," Katrina tried to take off.

"Honey". Kira Viton took the hand, "Do you think I'm dirty, that you don't think my gift is worthy of you, and that both you and the paladin despise my personality and dignity from the bottom of our hearts?"

"No ......" was very embarrassing for Katrina, "Of course ......not"

"Then accept my love", Kira Veton stepped forward satisfied, "Tarrant, we are truly an adventure team of love. ”

"Ahem!ahem!" Tarrant tickled in his throat, as if a tiny claw was scratching at his throat.

"You love Katrina, and so do I. Katrina loves you, and so do I, and so do you love me, and so does Katrina", the priest said to himself, his tone almost like a dance.

Tarrant grabbed Katrina's hand, "When did we 'love' you?"

"I've already given you the wedding ring you didn't have the courage to give," Kiraweton jumped to the front of the team, "Katrina is my wife. ”

"Childish play". Tarrant extinguishes his torch and the exit is ahead.

The cemetery is peaceful, and the cold moonlight casts on the ground, and the name on each tombstone can be clearly seen. The presence of the squad seems to spoil the atmosphere of the residents.

"Ahem!" Tarrant covered his mouth, the fresh air making the discomfort in his throat more pronounced.

"There's still time to get a good night's sleep," said Kira Veton, moving her joints.

"Let's go to the grave keeper first. Let him report back to the vigilantes here", Tarrant led the team downhill.

The grave keeper has long since slept peacefully. After a series of knocks, he opened the door, wrapped in a dirty quilt. "Guys, what time is it?"

"I found the owner of those keys," Tarrant said, pointing to the key on the wall behind the grave keeper, "in the sewers, and the body of the murderer." ”

"Alright," the grave keeper stretched calmly, "anything else?"

"Please report to the vigilantes early tomorrow morning, ahem!ahem!ahem!" Tarrant almost burst into tears.

"I'll remember, sewers", the grave keeper intends to close the door.

"Please don't go alone, it's dangerous," Tarrant knocked on the door, "If the sheriffs need to ask, I'm staying at the Andreas Hotel." ”

"Andreashi, I know", the grave keeper closed the door, and a low grumble came from inside the door.

"The address should be engraved on the door of his head so that the vigilantes don't need to ask him", says Kira Viton.

Tarrant drew his sword and wrote the name of the inn on the ground, "Think about what to do next." ”

"Cough, cough, cough!" Catrina coughed violently, her whole body trembling.

"Is it cold today?" Kiraweton looked at the two strangely, although it was midnight, the temperature was not cold, there was no wind, and with the physique of an adventurer, it was really not a problem.

"It could be a pollen allergy," Tarrant thumped his chest.

"Do you want wine?" said Kira Veton, happy to share.

"No", Katrina clasped her hands to her chest, "It'll be fine with a rest", she looked up at the full moon in the sky, the helplessness and fear when she was swallowed by the dark vortex made everything seem so warm and beautiful at this moment.

"How did you find that guy from the Royal Guard?" Tarrantmo rubbed his chin, "Katrina, do you know the mage of the Royal Guard?"

"Acquaintance with some," Catrina replied.

"Is it Sir?"

"No, ordinary guard mages. ”

"There are hundreds of Guard Mages stationed in the palace area," Kira Veton puffed, "The screening should start directly with the Chief, and the target must meet three conditions, a gifted mage with excellent qualifications, holding an important command position, and a passion for magic far more than loyalty to the Empire...... Wait, why bother with this, my goal has been accomplished and that dog is dead. ”

"If we could know her age, we would be able to target," Tarrant complained, "and there are relatively few female mages." ”

"Don't you get pleasure in uncovering mysteries with your own wit?" protested Kiraviton's obscure protest.

"Your brother can help," Katrina thought.

Tarrant didn't want to mention him, "Malken, yes, he knows how many people qualify. ”

"Just let him make the list, it's easy to find that person, and this matter is safer for the Royal Guard. ”

"Hmm...... Great idea", Tarrant said softly, looking down.

The streets were deserted at night, and the team walked for about two hours to find a carriage where they sent Katrina back, Tarrant refused her invitation, and now he couldn't face Sorrentino, the paladin had lost a qiē in the White Mist Zone, and even the thought of Jazz's name made Tarrant feel stressed.

Back in Andreas, Tarrant lay on his bed tired, not even bothering to unbuckle his armor.

"You were going to find the mage on your own?" said Kiravidon, taking off his cloak.

"Yes", Tarrant did not deny, "but I'm afraid I don't have that ability, Lovell has made it clear that the remaining one is about to succeed, we have to take the last chance, and Malcan is the only way." ”

"What are you going to do if you don't seek this man's help?" said the priest, lying beside Tarrant.

This seemed to have become the default habit, and Tarrant even found that he had reserved most of the bed for Kira Veton when he lay down, "This group of mages knows each other's addresses, just grab one", Tarrant turned to the priest, "Kamienra has one, and if you're lucky, that guy knows her plans." ”

"Ah, I see, that necromancer", Kira Veton unraveled his leather armor.

"Ahem!" Tarrant turned to look out the window, "I'll go to the Royal Guard tomorrow." ”

"Don't wake me up," the priest turned, turning his back to Tarrant, both of whom knew each other well, "If you have the money, help me bring back two bottles of dragon wine." ”

"Yes", the answer is right.

The full moon in the sky was quickly replaced by the morning light, "Ahem!" What woke Tarrant to Tarrant was the itching pain in his chest, Kira Veton was still asleep, the smooth and delicate skin on his back was completely present an inch away from Tarrant, and he covered his mouth and coughed violently.

The pastor turned, "I remember saying last night that you didn't need to wake me up. ”

"Ahem!ahem!" Tarrant lowered his hand, two dots of purple liquid in his palm.

"Are you alright?" Kirawiton rubbed her eyes.

"I didn't ...... Ahem!ahem...... It's all right", Tarrant covered her with the quilt.

"Something isn't good," Kira Verton sat up and leaned in, "Take off your armor!"

Tarrant unloads his cuirass.

"Your neck is like that corpse lying in the spore plant", Kira Veton jumped out of bed, "we're in trouble. (To be continued......)