"I didn't think about it, and what would I dare to do, I just wanted to beg you to accompany me through this guessing game to the end," Al smiled and looked at the other man, grinning, blood spilling out from the corners of his mouth again, just overlapping the two tear stains that had been almost wiped clean, "Didn't Teddy say that holy healing is not a panacea. ”

There was not much shyness in those still intoxicating purple star eyes, and some of them were just reluctant, reluctant, disappointed, sad, doubtful, and ...... Hesitate?

Such a complicated expression is really incomprehensible.

But if he doesn't understand, how could he, a serf who knew almost nothing, imagine what game the woodland rose was playing with that kind of powerful and handsome guy?

"That person is very strong, and he still has a dark long sword in his hand, which should be made by Hagang, otherwise how can a person like me be able to come into contact with three artifacts in his lifetime, this is really ......"

At the mention of the black-clothed man's weapons, the two seas of stars trembled instantly, and El, who was staring at them, couldn't help but tremble with his body.

As soon as he was excited, he quickened his pace, smiled and said in a trembling voice, "...... By the way, I've actually been back once, I've been tired enough, and I'm going to come back and sleep until dawn with my eyes closed, who knows if I'm unlucky, and I met such an enviable, jealous and hateful guy. ”

As he spoke, he let go of the other party's wrist tremblingly, and his tone was like a quietly falling hand, falling to the bottom, "It's so dangerous, God is pitiful, so I didn't die at that person's hands-"

"He wants to kill you?!"

Nissa interrupted the other party's words with a low roar, staring at her eyes with a look of surprise and ferocity, but the next moment as if she realized something, suddenly covered her mouth with her hands, the expression on her face changed sharply, and the two sea of stars seemed to tremble as if they were about to collapse.

"He ......," Al asked, tilting his head and raising his eyebrows cautiously, "...... Who is it?"

"I ......"

"I watched that man retreat from your room with my own eyes, but he was there yesterday, right?" he stared at the other man, his tone gradually changing from inquiry to narrative, "I care more about this than this, you can do it without the slightest guilt in your heart and eyes." ”

If there are no questions, there is no need for answers.

Those purple eyes seemed to hide a thousand words and countless emotions, but in this situation, their owners seemed to have lost the ability to speak.

But that's just nothing to say!

What broke the deathly silence in the room was El's bloody sneer, laughing at the other party and himself.

After all, everyone is just each other, and in comparison, what qualifications does he have to act as a judge?

But I've only been in the church for a few days, and I really think of myself as a faithful believer in the Lord of Light?

Even if it is based on the standard of "only the state officials are allowed to set fires and the people are not allowed to light the lamps", this "people" cannot be the woodland roses that are bright and the moon is bright!

"It's me wrong, it's me wrong......"

He staggered past the other party and walked towards the door, but when he reached the door, the hem of his blood-stained clothes was grasped by a tender little hand, and its owner was still covering his mouth and looking trembling, but he still couldn't see what his emotions were.

After looking at it for a while, he smiled and pushed the hand hard, trying to snatch back the hem of his clothes, but it was very tight, even if it was pinched to the redness and rubbed it into the skin, he could not let it go in the slightest, "Let go, you see that my whole body is mud and blood, don't get you dirty." ”

But it was tighter, and it was redder, so red that it dripped blood, and the blood that had pierced the skin of the palm of the fingernail was overflowing, and the blood of God's creation was so showy.

"What you should have can't run away, what you shouldn't have, even if you chew it and swallow it in your stomach, you will eventually be pulled out. ”

He struggled to take off his fur coat that had been clung to the ground, but Nissa, who slowly lowered her head, grabbed his close-fitting double lining again.

"Do you want me to die here, or do you want me to go to Teddy?"

As soon as the words fell, the little hand retracted suddenly, but it was still clenched into a fist, clenched very tightly, as if it wanted to leave something, and as if it wanted to crush something, because of this force, the nails that pierced the flesh of the palm also sank deeper, and the bright red that had only dripped from time to time was almost connected into a necklace in the air.

So what it wants to grasp is definitely something that it can grasp.

"The first time I saw you clearly, I wondered if there would be any special significance, special mission or something for such an indescribable person, of course, I never figured it out, but tonight there is an answer to this question. ”

After a pause, he touched his chest lightly, and his words were filled with a little envy and resentment, "That guy is the same kind as you, just listening to the voice, no one will have the slightest doubt about the excellence of his appearance, and he is also very powerful, whether as a partner or a protector, it is the most suitable choice for you......"

The other shook his head suddenly, the shoulder-high brown silk stirred up the still intoxicating lie, he took a deep breath, causing it to turn into pain in his chest, "I know what you're worried about, huh...... Since you're hiding it from me, you definitely don't want to have an impact on what I'm doing now, you...... You can rest assured, I will still do what I need to do, after all, if I don't do it, what should I do?

Actually, I have to thank that person, if it weren't for him, I wouldn't have been able to figure out my mission, and I wouldn't have been able to get rid of the fear that was wrapped around the 'pillars' in my heart, all in all, I understood, I was enlightened, there was no more confusion, I was also free, I was not a guardian, just a puddle of mud with some nutrients under the roots.

But I'm incredibly proud to be able to provide nourishment to woodland roses!"

With that, he slammed open the door, and fled with his own collapse, running past a black shadow sitting by the door pecking at the chicken, although he could not see his face, but judging from the long brown head and this behavior, this man must be Sela Pere.

It's good that the female knight isn't there, and Al doesn't want others to see his appearance, and he doesn't even think about finding the Holy Healer Awakened who may have slept with the female knight.

After all, a wooden barrel that is missing a piece of wood, no matter how much people repair other damage, can no longer prevent the loss of materials in the barrel, so in this case, what is the need to repair it?

He crossed the gold diggers, over his temporary dwelling, which no longer allowed people to sleep peacefully, and in the process there seemed to be the sound of Nissa's footsteps coming out close behind him, but it was immediately drowned out by more footsteps, and was washed away into an illusion.

- A patrol of knights happened to be on this side, and they came in through the gate of the Third Chamber, and circled the patio twice as low as they could, and then retreated the same way.

El and the other patrol knights, who were hiding behind the pillars, quickly left the place as well.

In fact, he didn't think about where he was going and who he was going to.

If Gran is here, maybe they can talk about the ice spear release tricks, after all, that guy seems to be very interested in this kind of thing, and then after talking about the topic, they can complain or something, but the point is, they don't seem to know each other very well, and complaining to others is actually equivalent to throwing in other people's faces, the difference is only whether the is cold, dry and hard, or warm and moist.

Or go to the old man Winktor?

......

No, while the Bishop's chest, slightly sunken by its rickets, could certainly hold everything, his bent spine seemed to carry too much.

Maybe it's time to go to their temporary station?

......

Anyway, Al couldn't even remember what kind of conversation he had with the Red Spider and the others before they parted, only that he seemed to have rejected some kind of offer.

What he needs to show to those people is a different image, not this kind of lost soul like someone who has just been blasted out of the casino and lost everything.

So where else can you go, and who else can you go to?

One by one, the faces passed in front of him, and he thought about it, but he couldn't think of a reason.

Thinking about it, the surrounding environment changed, and what appeared in front of me was a wooden plaque of flame roses.

From the outside, even the flame roses, which are lively every day, have an extra cold taste at this time period, and this feeling is like a pretty woman taking off her makeup, and the enchantment fades, revealing a trace of haggardness.

I don't know what Fan Fan looks like after washing off the thin makeup on his face.

Thinking of this woman, the corners of Al's mouth tugged at a slight arc.

But this arc immediately disappeared into invisibility, and Nissa, who did not apply fat powder or concealment, was already like this, and the ghost knew what kind of heart was hidden in Fanfan's chest?

By the way, tomorrow is the auction that Fan Fan said, and he hasn't gone to get back the bag of things hidden in the East Outer City.

If you want to go, go now, although the soldiers at the east gate of the inner city must have closed the city gate during this time period, as long as they are willing to let some blood, it shouldn't be too much of a problem to let them open a crack, if not, it's a big deal to run for nothing.

Anyway, even if he is allowed to sleep now, he can't sleep, and if he doesn't go, where can he go?

Into the Flame Rose and let Fan Fan see the joke?

you.

As soon as he made up his mind, as if he had found the meaning of his existence again, he fled in the direction of the east gate of the inner city.

At midnight on Wells Street, it was pitch black, and night walkers without torches could only walk along the walls of houses at the edge of the street against the wind.

When the five senses became clear again, the colder and colder wind blew the person who had lost his fur coat into a complete slug, and the cold would numb the body, because of this, the chest kicked by the man in black didn't seem to hurt so much.

In fact, if there were other pedestrians on this street, it would have been easy to grab two pieces of clothing, but the city guard patrol that seemed to be only a group of 20 people was still walking around in the vicinity, and when the two sides passed by, they sent a kind reminder to the "refugees" who were almost completely shrunk into a ball of cold - "Go and join the 'refugee' army!"

To be honest, putting aside their middle fingers, this proposal is actually quite good, if these things are all over, he can become a soldier, after all, it is easy to go from thrift to luxury, from luxury to thrift, compared to the two, it is really not a good option to go back to cutting wheat or something.

The cold, which grew deeper and deeper into the marrow, ended at the hands of the city guards at the east gate of the inner city, who could not open the gate during this time, but could use ropes to lower the El from the walls, and even pull him up, providing a thick garment that would protect him from the wind and cold.

The prerequisite is that he must explain what he is doing at this time, and pay the high 20 gold coins for it.

These people are probably just standing bored in the middle of the night to have some fun, and they don't really want to help the miserable-looking "refugees" who are absolutely impossible to get their hands on 20 gold coins.

In order not to cause too much trouble, Al made up a story, and scrapped the dim sum machine and acting skills to reduce the price to 7 pieces, 3 pieces were used to pay for clothes and expenses to go out of town, and 4 pieces when he came back.

......

The place where the ill-gotten gains were buried was actually not far from the east gate of the inner city, and after the city guards recaptured the eastern outer city, they didn't have time to make any big changes to the area near the east gate of the inner city, thanks to this, he easily found the place.

Despite the fact that there are more patrols in the eastern outer city, they seem to have lost interest in the refugees who travel alone, both at night and during the day, so apart from spending a little time back and forth, the process of retrieving the huge sum of money is neither dangerous nor dangerous.

The only thing that was not very pleasant was that the price of entering the city gate was doubled.

In fact, it is still a small matter to give a few more gold coins, but if it arouses suspicion because of this, it is a big problem, considering the pitfalls in this, Al is determined to not let go of this matter, and the two sides are in a stalemate for a long time across the city wall, until they show enough determination, and the bored soldiers pull him up with a grin.

Finally went up to the city wall, these people threw out a lot of temptations, and some even snatched the coat back, and then wanted to search the body or something, and the difficulty of plucking the goose was taken to the extreme, but Al pointed to the mud on his body and told the soldiers that when he came back, he fell and rubbed a lot of feces or something, so he was fooled.

He managed to leave the east gate of the inner city and huddled back into the night.

In the darkness, the idea of [after everything is over, why don't you join the city guard] was strengthened again, after all, happiness is built on the pain of others, and people have to be deprived of it if they have a choice, then why choose to put themselves under the base of the wall and shiver from the cold, instead of standing on the city wall and be triumphant? Or hide in the city tower to roast fire and warm wine?!

He didn't seem to have anything to worry about anyway, the woman had a true guardian, Miranda would become a glorious Templar, and few of the mercenaries who were still cowering in their temporary quarters would survive a big battle.

As for......

As for the mercenaries......

......

"Alas......"

If they die, or fall back into the hands of the city guards, it will only be to return their own fate to the original track, if they are lucky not to die, then everyone will be at peace.

After all, he didn't know if he would die in the process of breaking through the Harmony Church, and who cared about whom?

After making this conclusion in his heart, he was suddenly burned by the eager eyes and the hot soft wattles in his memory, and he was so hot that he was uncomfortable.

I don't know how many layers of camouflage this blazing heat can play for a person who has been blown cold by the cold wind at midnight, except for awakening the pain in his chest that is numb from the cold?!

Affection?

What's that?

It's just that there are many people who say it, but there are no people who have seen it, and it's just a bunch of inexplicable and messy bits and pieces wrapped in layers of fat powder!

you!

......

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