Chapter Seventy-Eight: Spiritual Mentor

Andy looked at the robes that suddenly appeared and asked boringly, "Where did you come from?" Trist heard Andy's question and immediately replied, "You forgot, I said in Wolf Roaring Heights that I made you a robe, and that's it." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 Andy glanced at the neatly folded robes and said, "Thank you, but I don't really need to." ā€

When Tracer heard this, she immediately said angrily, "Since you don't need it, I'll take it and burn it." Andy knew that his tone was a little heavy, and he immediately stood up and stretched out his right hand to grab the princess Buniel. In Andy's memory, this was the first time he had seen Trist lose her temper in front of him. He looked at the puffing little round face and said with a smile: "It's a pity to burn it, I'll try it, if it's not suitable, I'll give it to Xia Zuo." ā€

Trist turned around and bit her lip with her front teeth, a love-hate tear swirling in her big eyes. Andy wiped away the tears that were about to slip from Trist's face with his right hand, and he looked at the little girl in front of him who was still angry, and felt love in his eyes. This feeling is not the impulse of mutual admiration between boys and girls, but the pure friendship between brother and sister, at least that's what Andy thinks, but Trace's idea is not so simple.

Ralph walked over and looked at the depressed Andy and said, "Buck has begun to assemble his team, and a retaliatory operation is about to begin. Andy looked at the crowd in the village and asked, "Revenge?" those Bunirs really seem to have overestimated their abilities, they are definitely no match for Tyranny. ā€

Ralph was a little surprised to hear Andy's words, and he looked at the negative teenager opposite him with his glowing eyes. From that immature and immature face, the ghost wolf saw hesitation and confusion. "You may be able to defeat the Clown Council without an artifact, but without your involvement, those Bunirs are too weak to win. ā€

Andy shouted angrily when he heard Ralph's persuasion: "I have lost my magical power now, the ancient artifact does not belong to me, and the abyss cannot go back, I am useless to those Bunirs, even Buck is looking down on me, you all look down on me!"

Ralph glanced at Trist, who was in a daze next to him, and said, "Little girl, can you give us a little time?" The tearful princess Bunier heard Ralph's request and dragged her heavy steps, and reluctantly left.

Ralph looked at Trist, who had already walked away, and said sincerely, "What a good girl." With that, it came over and whispered to Andy, "Do you know what Elton says about you?" Andy didn't look up, he sat down again. He was silent for a long time, but did not answer.

Ralph looked at Andy, who was speechless, and said, "Elton saw you fighting a pack of wolves alone, and I sincerely admired you in my heart. He said that your great power does not come from that cool-looking artifact, nor is it the magical power that erupts from your body. ā€

Andy still had that boring expression, he just wanted to hide alone now, and he didn't want to talk to others. But Ralph's words didn't bother him, and he turned around and stroked the ghost wolf next to him with his hand, the blue ghostly fur rippling with the sea breeze. Ralph simply lay on the beach, letting his gritty-stained hands rub against his back.

As the setting sun turns the waters into shimmering silver brocades, the seabirds return to the cliffs to the west of the village. Andy stood up and looked at Ralph, who had his eyes closed, and said, "I'm going to help, or the Bunier people will laugh at me, the timid and fearful Prince of Purple Ribbon." ā€

Ralph opened his eyes and looked at the rejuvenated Andy and said, "Elton said that we live on a filthy continent full of power struggles. If you can't keep your heart pure, it's not just your body that will be consumed by evil, but your soul. ā€

Andy looked at Ralph's glowing eyes, and his mentor-like preaching shook his heart like never before. He felt that he had been lost the moment he stepped out of the abyss, and neither the reckless behavior of the clown in the circle nor the retreat in front of the mine could be called "right". He didn't find true confidence in those expectant gazes, nor did he find real strength in the dazzle of the blitzkrieg.

Ralph looked at Andy, and said with deep meaning: "Your great strength comes from your pure heart, if you always follow the footsteps of justice, you will definitely leave your own glorious footprints on the vast continent." ā€

Andy put the mage robe left by Trist, the red robe was embroidered with the seal of the royal family of the Bunier clan underneath, he looked down at the finely made robe and said, "Now I am reluctant to take it off, it seems that the boy Xia Zor has to wait for the next one." ā€

Ralph straightened up and said loudly, "I'll give you a free ride, and there won't be such a good thing next time." Andy stepped onto the back of the ghost wolf, and with a wolf howl, a blue light flashed in the sunset on Storm Beach.

The sun was setting, the moon had not yet risen, and the entire Emma Forest was shrouded in a dark twilight. Andy looked at Ralph, who was gradually stopping, and asked puzzledly, "I have two questions now, I don't know if you can tell me the answers." ā€

Ralph paused, turned his head, and said, "It's a great honor to answer Prince Purple Ribbon's question." Andy patted the ghost wolf on the back and said with a smile, "I'm very formal, don't be kidding." Ralph coughed dryly and said, "Excuse me, just ask." ā€

Andy looked at the dark forest in front of him and asked, "I don't know where we are going, and I really don't know where Buck Leader is going with his team, are we wandering in the forest running aimlessly?"

Ralph tilted his head at Andy's question, then took a deep breath before he craned his neck and threw himself on the ground in a series of vomiting motions. Andy looked at the retching ghost wolf and lost his mind for a while, and he asked eagerly, "Are you okay?"

Ralph gasped for air, and the ghost wolf looked back at Andy with a look of almost distraction and said, "I can smell the suffocating smell of Barnett's long-haired stinky feet across a mountain, do you think I'm going to get lost?"

Andy laughed and said, "Is it really that amazing? How come I don't smell Mr. Barnett's stinky feet?" Ralph shook his head proudly and said, "Who am I? A ghost wolf who knows the language of all things, and there is no ...... in all of them." ā€