Black clouds rushed across the sky, without the slightest rays of light, enveloping the entire dungeon in a gloomy environment.

Against the backdrop, the two green flames in the hollow eye sockets of the Death Knight shone like stars.

"Hurry up, it's dangerous!" Downton swooped up to the roof with a few arrows, and bowed his body.

"It doesn't matter, as long as we don't step on the steps, it won't attack us. Celes sat on the edge of the eaves and looked at Downton pleadingly, "You're not going to purify him, are you?"

"The question now is whether your brother wants to kill me?" Downton smiled bitterly, he really couldn't lie in the face of such a simple girl.

"Isn't the paladin very powerful, Uncle Shearer, I know, and the knights he leads can even kill dragons!" Celes looked Downton up and down, obviously not convinced.

"This is a little girl who has just left home, and she doesn't know anything about the world!" Homer flew up to Downton and displayed the text on the title page.

"I became a paladin in less than a day. Downton told the truth, took out the quill, and wrote on the Grimoire, "What is the strength of that Death Knight?"

"At least it's the war level, cut a hundred of you like this kind of battle scum, without rest!" Before the magic detection could take effect, it was interrupted by Homer, who was afraid of angering the other party.

Downton had nothing to say, not to mention strength, the Death Knight's equipment alone was enough to blind his eyes.

The full-body armor that shone with a blue halo set off its figure with a tall and slender shape, and the knight's long sword with a width of three fingers was still sharp after thousands of years, and the slowly flowing golden luster proved that it was at least a perfect level weapon.

"This magic costume is so gorgeous, no wonder it can slay dragons. Homer sighed, "When he was alive, he was definitely the dream lover of countless spring girls." ”

"I'm sure you'll be able to become a Great Sage Rider in the future!" Celes squeezed her small fist hard at Downton, cheering him up.

"Does it remember you?" Downton was more concerned about the danger the Death Knight was to himself.

Celes shook her head, her legs dangling slightly, her face full of sadness.

"This pair of brothers and sisters!" Homer sighed, "she has always been by my brother's side, and this intention makes me unbearable to deal with her." ”

"What do you want to do?" Downton was stunned.

"Have you forgotten that you still owe fifteen hundred souls? a death banshee can carry at least five hundred souls, they are high sacrifices!" Homer is still very concerned about the new master, and has secretly saved several souls, just to pay off the debt.

"Forget it, I can't do it. "Downton didn't even think about killing Celest.

"Shall we use the Undead Confession and turn her into a servant?" Homer suggested, "It's safer to do this, and I can do the next step." ”

"Look at her innocent eyes, do you think I've got it?" Downton asked rhetorically, his heart soft.

"Hey, the Banshee of Death is a natural magician, and I'm going to teach her dark magic, fight for you, and save souls for killing monsters. ”

Even if the conspiracy is written, Homer's Demon Flame style is still beautiful, "A death banshee maid, and also the position of a personal magic consultant, how dazzling it is to bring out, even if it is a duke, there is no such treatment!"

"Will you be my guide?" the atmosphere was a little dreary, and Downton stiffened his head, "I'll pay you a commission!"

"Yes, I'm worried that you'll ignore me, where do you want to go? I'm very familiar with this city!"

Celes was eager to try, lonely for too long, that feeling of loneliness, like a poisonous snake that kept gnawing at the heart, almost making people crazy.

Downton was the first human the girl had ever met, and even a few more words would make her feel fresh and happy.

"I see, such a stupid banshee, she must have been deceived by you and even took off her underwear, how can she still use the undead to repent, and besides, there is a possibility that that magic may fail. Homer teased Downton.

"Am I that insidious?" said Downton's depressed black line.

The food problem is temporarily solved, and all that remains is to hunt the ghouls with all his might, collect souls, and with Celes as a guide, Downton believes that he will get twice the result with half the effort.

"Let's go!" the Banshee of Death led the way, eager to show off her skills and help her new friend.

"Wait, my number one is gone!" Downton returned to his bedroom and found the ghoul who had been broken in two by the Phantom Arrow, and because there was no order, it was lying on the ground, crawling aimlessly.

"One, I'm sorry!" Downton picked up his axe and chopped its head off.

"When you are alive, you are not afraid to die as a meat shield, and when you die, you contribute the remains of your soul, and the ghoul is really a model worker!" Homer extracted the purple 'mist', and had the urge to write a poem for One.

"I'll compensate you!" Celes followed, embarrassed, and handed over the ghost honey, "Replenish your strength, it's okay, you're done, I have other food." ”

"It's okay, if you're dead, catch it again, anyway, there are so many ghouls in the dungeon!" Downton didn't refuse this time, he was hungry, his combat power would definitely be greatly reduced, he wouldn't joke with his life, but he had already decided that he would compensate Serex in the future.

One is a simple death banshee, the other is a kind teenager, and they both have experiences that the other party doesn't know, so they talk very happily.

"You're a postman, you've been to a lot of places, right?" Celeth was curious about Shijie outside.

"Most of the western borders, there are my footprints, and I will take you to the dragon hills to hunt in the future, there is a kind of red fox living in it, very beautiful, many people catch it as a pet!"

The large shop is filled with all kinds of styles of full-body armor, like a line of soldiers waiting to be reviewed.

Downton followed the Banshee of Death into the weapons shop, picking a little dazzling, although it was too long and not maintained, they had been oxidized and rusted, but as long as they were worn, they were better than the defense of being naked.

"Which one?" Downton wrote, asking the Grimoire.

"Although most of these armors are of the fine grade, the magic arrays attached to them are all damaged, and they cannot be activated. "Homer," the third on the left, the ancient Roman-style silver armor, forged with some blue iron metal, has relatively outstanding defensive power, and is about the same size as you. ”

"That's amazing, you can actually write?" looked at the flaming red fonts floating in the air, and Celes looked curious.

"What is the point of writing, I know more than 10,000 styles!" Homer tempted Serles, "There are many magical magics, do you want to learn them?"

"Does magic work?" Celes reached for the tome, and after touching the void, she reached out her index finger and poked her gently.

"You can help the prince slay the dragon and defeat the demon king!"

What young girl has not hidden a knightly novel under her pillow? has not dreamed of a prince standing under a balcony and courting her?

Looking at Homer's story, Celes kept nodding her head, her eyes full of big stars.

"Hey, don't instill this kind of knowledge in innocent girls, okay?" Downton rolled his eyes, took off his light armor, and put it on his body.

Click, click, iron boots stomped on the ground with a dull sound.

Downton jumped a few times, already looking forward to the feeling of his boots kicking in the ghoul's face, which must have been refreshing.

There were a variety of weapons on the wooden rack, and after Downton tried the feel, he chose a two-handed sword weighing about fifteen pounds, and he still preferred this orthodox weapon.

"It's a pity, the bowstrings are broken, otherwise with a hunting crossbow, the lethality will definitely be greatly increased!" Downton picked up a dagger, pulled it out, confirmed the sharpness, and inserted it into the boot.

"Two, let's go!" Downton walked over to Celes and tapped on the Grimoire.

"One more story, one more paragraph!" the innocent young banshee had completely bowed to Homer's story, and pleaded bitterly with Downton.

"What good story can Homer have? I'll tell you a Hamlet!"

Downton had read many classics in his dreams, but he never dared to tell others, for fear of being burned at the stake, but Celes was different, she was a death banshee, and she had no chance to tell the story, and even if it was leaked, no one would trouble herself, who would believe in an 'evil' banshee?

A secret that has been pressed in his heart for fifteen years, and not being able to tell anyone else is definitely a torture, and after meeting Celence, Downton finally finds someone to confide in.

Hamlet is a well-known tragedy, the story of the bitter prince is less than half of the story, Celes is already crying so much that even Homer is so embarrassed that she can't help but write two sonnets to express her emotions.

"Go on!" Seeing Downton stop, Celes hurriedly urged, and Homer flew over and hit him on the head to show his dissatisfaction.

"Shall we kill the ghouls first, when I finish the sacrifice, I promise to tell you for a month!" Downton smiled wryly, if he delayed any longer, he would become a sacrifice.

"For Prince Hamlet, kill, kill, kill!" Homer's undisciplined projection text urged Celest, "From now on, you need to learn magic so that we can hunt enough ghouls as quickly as possible." ”

Celes nodded hurriedly.

Downton leaned on a rooftop, quietly observing the street below.

A beginner ghoul was clutching a guinea pig the size of a wild dog, crouching on the ground and gnawing wildly, and a few ordinary ghouls smelled blood, came up, and were slapped away by it.

"The strength is probably around the third order of the soul, and you can't kill it. Homer unleashed his magic detection and reported back information in time, "Transfer, go to the next one." ”

"You have to think of a safe, quick-acting tactic. "Downton can't allow time to slip away so freely.

Ghouls don't attack Celes, who is a banshee, but if she does, they will follow their instincts and fight back, of course, because they don't have intelligence, they won't help each other.

Downton kills all the ghouls in the backyard of a grocery store, clears a safe area, and lets Serex attack them, luring them back one by one.

"Attract a ghoul whose strength is in the first order of the soul to try!" Looking at the corpses of ghouls all over the ground, Downton's appetite grew and he wanted to challenge himself

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