In the east, hundreds of red-eyed children and the three members of the Wind Brigade, Irene Wilde, Chloe, and the emaciated Amanda stood silently in front of the peaceful corpse of Lienon, and the atmosphere of sadness pervaded the Amanda orphanage. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Sister Amanda, what's wrong with Uncle Lienon?" asked a little girl of four or five years old with big innocent eyes and pointed her slender white finger at the motionless corpse opposite.

"Uncle, he's tired, he has to rest for a long time!"

"Brother Lienon, we still have to go to St. Gallen to run a business together, why did you leave first?" Lino muttered to himself in a slightly confused way.

Erin covered her face in pain and blamed herself, "If I hadn't stolen everyone's goods, you would have set off a long time ago, and you wouldn't have suffered last night's attack at all, it's all my fault!" Uma patted her on the shoulder and comforted,

"He was a benevolent and kind man, and in the face of a crisis, he made the choice of a prairie boy - to die a heroic battle! Like our group of hunters who call the world home, one day they will follow in his tracks! At least he saved the lives of his children. “

Claire closed her eyes and said grimly, "McCarvey, Barbara, sooner or later new and old hatreds will have to settle accounts with you! She turned to face the crowd and said in a curse, "When I arrive in St. Gallen, I'm going to join the Winter Springs Academy! I'm going to sharpen and get stronger!"

When a formal powerhouse joins the Academy, he will directly undergo the highest level and the worst training - entering the Sacred Wall Guards.

"I'm going with you too!" Lino and Uma said in unison, "The Wind Brigade is advancing and retreating together!"

"You can't leave me behind!" Chloe said cheerfully, "I'm one of the best now! It's a good experience to be back on the court, and with me in my care, you should be able to integrate more smoothly." “

Rodin's heart moved, the wall of holy remains?"Will there be a steady stream of monsters for me to kill and absorb souls?" he touched the pendant hanging from his neck, "The way forward, join the army to slaughter monsters, or will it be commissioned by the Hunters......' Guild?"

"Erin, you just follow Uma and them, although Lienon has died, but the ten-year contract cannot be violated, and if you become a member of the Wind Brigade, you must learn to advance and retreat together!" Amanda sternly admonished, "As for the children who enter the school, they should learn to be independent at a young age. How can the eagles not be devastated by the wind if they want to spread their wings and fly? When they settle down in St. Gallen, let us leave. Erin lowered her head.

"What should I do with Brother Lienon's bones?!" Claire asked suddenly,

"Do you bring it back to the noble prairie red sulfur department, or ......" she glanced at the orphanage meaningfully, and said thoughtfully, "Brother Lienong likes children very much, and he also appreciates Sister Amanda's strength!"

"Buried in the orphanage, after all, here is his last attachment. Rodin pondered for a moment and then replied, "The Red Sulfur Ministry has abandoned him, and he didn't think about going back when he chose to be an outward trader!"

"Sister Amanda, what do you think?" Erin handed over an inquiring look, and Amanda sighed abruptly, "Just do as everyone says, the spirit of Lienon's in the sky will definitely protect the children!"

After making up their minds, the crowd began to get busy, the youngest children were frightened and urged to go to bed all night, the older ones began to prepare breakfast, and Rodin and a few other adults dug the grave for the reins of the peasants, near the flower beds in the courtyard.

Because Sintra had killed hundreds of people last night, and the supply of coffins and other things in the city was in short supply, they had to bury him hastily in the loess. Fortunately, the steppe tribes worship nature and do not build coffins.

Rodin conjured up an ancestral dragon tentacle and carved inscriptions on the boxy stone slabs to serve as tombstones.

"The Red Sulfur Lienong, at the age of twenty-eight, died in the year 2209 of the Sacred Age, the battle of the Sintra monster invasion, sacrificed his life to heroically defend the 124 people of the Amanda Orphanage, and will be forever remembered in the hearts of the children!"

Everyone present had heavy faces and stepped forward to salute solemnly.

As the morning passed, outside the walls of the orphanage, the weepings and wails of Sintra residents paying tribute to their dead loved ones could be heard. Amanda and Irene went to comfort the children, Lino and Uma rested after a tiring night's work, while Rodin did not feel the slightest sleep, and the feeling of powerlessness held in the palm of the eight-armed demon lingered, and although most of his injuries had recovered, he came to the garden to meditate with anxiety.

He saw Claire, a girl with a cute childlike face and a foul body, sitting on the edge of the flower bed, her shoulders trembling slightly, and the big tears of beans sliding down the baby's fat face, full of sadness and confusion.

"Stomp ......" rhythmic footsteps woke her up, wiped a handful of tears in panic, and showed a reluctant smile at Rodin, "You, you come!"

Without waiting for him to answer, she said sincerely, "Thanks to you last night, otherwise I would have rushed over recklessly, and I guess I would have died without a corpse?!" A self-deprecating wry smile hung on the corner of her mouth, "I'm really weak and stupid...... I don't know if my brother's revenge can be avenged in this life!"

He softly admonished: "Don't be presumptuous, everyone sees your efforts, but the enemy is too strong!"

"By the way, I was startled by your sudden disappearance last night!

Rodin said helplessly, "A wizard claiming to be from the Council of Eternal Song removed McCarvey and the trolls he controlled, and who told me that I was so unlucky to be caught by the trolls at that time, and I was plagued by the pond fish. ”

"But there are also a lot of new discoveries - McCarvey is not just a big witch, the organization behind him is the withering of everything...... Seeing the fight between the great witches, I felt more and more that I was too small. ”

Claire pursed her plump red lips, "Then would you like to consider entering the Deep Winter Springs Academy with us and going to the Holy Remains Wall to experience it?!"

Rodin couldn't bear to refuse directly, gritted his teeth and said vaguely, "When I get to St. Gallen City, I have to do some things first, and then talk about it!" Seeing that the look in the other party's eyes dimmed, he explained, "Even if I join St. Gallen Academy, I will stay for at most one year, and the year after tomorrow, I will inevitably rush back to the flint to resist the intersection of the heavenly spheres." I don't think you're just going to stay for a year, are you?!"

"Alas......" After a soft sigh, the two sat in silence in such a tacit understanding. The breeze blew Claire's hair onto his cheeks, bringing a faint scent, and his eyes remembered the delicate girl again.

"I wonder how Cynthia is doing, and Isabella and Kikige, let's use the Spirit Rhino Horn to contact them tonight. ”

I don't know how long it took, Claire curled up on all fours, reclining on the edge of the flower bed, falling into a deep sleep like a baby, still frowning in her dreams, and seeing Rodin feel pity, she couldn't help but take off her coat and put it on for her.

Suddenly, in my field of vision, a petite figure flashed from the corner of the wall, with a striking touch of green.

"Green hair, Chanel?"

"The children are catching up on sleep at this time, where is she going in a hurry?" Suspicious, he cautiously followed, somehow there was a strange feeling of following the ignorant little Lori's obscene uncle.

How could the girl with small arms and thin legs escape the pursuit of the Great Demon King, but in a moment, he captured the target and quietly lurked in the shadows to peep.

The girl in the green-haired dress with delicate features like a doll ran to the end of the corner and stopped, where another figure appeared, a black-haired and weak boy in a gray linen robe.

At this moment, the little boy was facing away from the girl in the corner, covering his face and sobbing in a low voice.

Rodin was a little amused in his heart, daring to be a girl to comfort the frightened little Zhengtai.

Chanel patted the boy on the shoulder and whispered, "Little brother, where are you from?

"Huh?" A hint of doubt passed through him, and he grew serious.

"Is there anything sad to tell my sister, is it because I got lost and can't find my family?" she asked patiently again, and when she saw that the boy didn't answer, she gently pulled his shoulder, and said jokingly, "Turn around and let my sister take a look, her eyes are crying like peaches, giggles!"

"Uh-huh...... Whining...... I can't remember the way home, and I can't remember what my parents looked like!"

After a crisp children's voice, the boy rubbed his eyes and turned his body, his innocent and cute white face had rabbit-like red eyes, he was a little afraid to take a step back, and sobbed, "Sister, you, can you help me find my way home?"

The girl looked pity as if she remembered her younger siblings, and replied softly without thinking, "Okay, my sister promises you, but how about going to the house with my sister to eat something and rest first?"

"No! I'm going home now!" the boy suddenly roared in a high-pitched hoarse voice, startling Rodin, who was hiding behind, and Chanel staggered back several steps, her pink mouth opening in an O-shape, and her jewel-like eyes wide open with horror.

"You...... Who the hell are you?!" She shuddered and clasped her hands, realizing that this little boy was definitely not as simple as it seemed.

Rodin stood up with a "whoosh" and rushed directly in front of Chanel. When the girl saw this familiar face, she suddenly grabbed the placket of his shirt tightly, and hid behind him to reveal a half fair face.

In the astonished gaze of the two, the little boy bared his teeth and grinned with a hideous face, and suddenly stretched his hands back in a screaming shape, and the piercing cry like a file grinding glass exploded instantly.

"Woo...... You lied to me...... My home...... My loved ones...... You pay me back!"

"Hoo ......" The strong wind blows in his face, and the thin body on the opposite side shoots at a speed no less than that of a monster.

Rodin's fingers outlined the secret wheel like the wind, and the black light of the Heart Barrier enveloped the two of them.

"Bang, bang, bang" followed by a continuous crash, and the weak little boy continued to pound the protective shield like a crazy beast, and the speed was so fast that the remnants of the Dao were stuck in mid-air, they were like travelers in a blizzard who were attacked in all directions at the same time, and the force was so great that the wall of the heart trembled violently, as if it was about to break at any moment.

The boy kept screaming at the same time as the rapid impact, and the invisible sound waves shook Rodin dizzy, while the girl's bright eyes were closed, and the willow eyebrows frowned slightly to reveal a painful expression.

With a heartbeat, he took her into his arms and covered her ears.

"The power of such a strange attack method is not inferior to that of ordinary bronze-level monsters. ”

"What the hell is this?" The thoughts in his mind were like electricity, and he activated his full state as if he were facing a great enemy, the silver rose silently covered his body, and five hideous ancestral dragon tentacles danced in the void to fend off the boy's attacks in all directions.

He tried to spread his wings and move the battlefield into the air, but the boy was getting faster and faster, leaving him with no way to resist. There were many phantoms, and gradually blue smoke came out of the boy's body, roaring, roaring, and the green smoke suddenly turned into sad cheeks, men, women and children, and the boy's own face was diluted.

The resentment condenses into resentful spirits, countless resentful spirits—

"This boy is a collection of resentful spirits!" "Where did this huge amount of resentful spirits come from? There is no doubt that it has nothing to do with the hundreds of innocent Sintra residents who died innocently last night.

After the division of the resentful spirits, the attack methods became even more unpredictable, and while Rodin controlled the tentacles, he used the dragon's roar to spray the power of the ancestral dragon from time to time to interrupt their encirclement, and moved his body slowly.

Because he wanted to protect the girl in his arms, he felt that he was tied up, and his strength had nowhere to go, and his combat effectiveness was mostly limited.

Strange to say, with such a huge fighting shock, the people resting in the orphanage were not awakened, but he had to think about it carefully, "It would be bad if they rushed over and were injured by mistake!"

"Actually, at first, this collection of resentful spirits should still be able to communicate!, so why don't I give it a try?!"

"Stop! I'll take you home...... I'll send you home...... I'll send you home!"

He roared three times in a row, and the haunting spirits flying around him at high speed slowed down, and their faces showed hesitation.

Gradually, he returned to the boy's body, and although there were countless cyan dotted lines hovering outside his body, his face was still hideously blue-gray, but he remained calm and did not attack again.

"Do you mean really, take me (me) to find my way home?"

"Whew...... Of course, if you say a word, the horse will not be able to chase you! I'll take you home and keep up!"

He wasn't kidding, if he could get their wish, it would be an effective way to defuse the spirits in addition to fighting.