Lynch's voice was not loud, but it could be heard clearly in the quiet hall. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

When faced with a guy who can wrestle with the Seven Talents, most people are still willing to give some respect.

Kenwall's ears were now full of rumbling sounds, and he was lying on the table in pain, his eyes were shining, and the world around him was spinning, and his entire vision would turn black with just one mouth. Although he knew that Lynch was not targeting him, he was still shocked by Lynch's seemingly unthinking means.

I can be as strong as Lynch one day......

Thinking so, Kenwo tried to pick up the sweet-looking bread on the table in front of him.

On the other side of the hall, onlookers and some of the people who had tried to participate in the brawl that had just erupted began to disperse, leaving behind a few of the perpetrators, their clothes in tatters, panting, and one guy with blood on his head.

The table over there had also been broken into several pieces, the food on it was scattered all over the floor, and the people trampled on it disorderly, and the floor without carpet looked very dirty.

That's enough. Lynch didn't bother with his time and sat back in his seat, picked up the food at the table, and ate it.

Kenwo also recovered a lot at this time, he looked at Lynch, and it was more of a yearning and longing for the majesty that Lynch's words just now could restore order to all the people here. He vaguely remembered that he had seen this kind of bridge in the stories that Lynch had told him in the past, and the growing protagonist would always meet this kind of person in his path, with strength and power, and they would give the protagonist all kinds of stimulation, and then in the future stories, either positive or negative stimulation to the protagonist's growth.

Luckily, Lynch is my friend...... Kenwo thought to himself, feeling the buzzing in his ears much better, but still louder and smaller.

He saw Lynch's mouth moving.

“...... No...... Yours, that ...... Ever seen...... Many of them have ...... You'd better ......."

"Huh?" Kenwo said, his mouth and head still hurt now, so he could only use a nasal voice to signal that Lynch hadn't seen him speak clearly, but the two had known each other for so long, and this tacit understanding still existed.

"Hey. Lynch could only shake his head when he saw that Kenwood only replied in his own nasal voice.

He knew what Kenwall meant, he was also a very strong guy, even if he knew in his heart that what Lynch had just told him was right, sometimes he would hold his neck and deny it. Or that he is really sincere to Trace, so he pretends that he doesn't know the reputation of this woman named Trass in the circle of former capable people.

In fact, Kenwo didn't really know.

Pretend to be stupid, take the plate, since Kenwood is willing to do this, then Lynch feels that he still has nothing to say, young always has enough time to make mistakes, and Lynch will not interfere with other people's choices.

"I went back to sleep. ”

Lynch stood up, ate the last piece of meat in his hand, tossed the remaining bone on the plate, patted Kenwood on the shoulder, and was about to leave the hall and head down the hallway to his room.

Kenwom just watched as Lynch stood up in confusion, then said something to him, and then left the hall, leaving only a dashing back.

What do you mean? Is it telling me to act boldly if I have love? With Lynch's character, I can't say such a thing, that is, tell me to endure first? Wait for Tini to have another child?

Actually, it's not impossible.

......

It took Lynch some time to get back to his room, and in the meantime he had to go down the hallways and on the stairs to greet and stop for a moment with some of the people he knew and knew, some of whom were possessed, and Lynch could see that some of them were no longer as pleasant as they had been when they had first arrived at the warm and cozy castle.

Anyway, these guys who can't be reconciled by nature will always have an explanation when they arrive in the City of Mages in the near future. Maybe they'll get into a conflict with some of them, and then the possessed will let off steam, either returning to normal or dying when the possession gets out of control.

In short, as time goes on, the number of Flame Followers will always be greater than the number of those who possess them.

Lynch opened his room, kicked off his boots, closed the door with his backhand, took off his clothes and walked to the bathroom, and after preparing to take a little shower, he quickly slept well.

"Hey!" a voice rang out from Lynch's bedroom after he had finished washing.

Lynch, who was a little more energetic, opened his closed bedroom door, and then he saw a child about two or three years old sitting cross-legged on his bed, with his big amber eyes open, and a golden helmet-like hair covering his forehead, and his delicate facial features made him look a little masculine, and he was now looking at the door, in Lynch's direction.

"You don't have any clothes," said the white child, with a voice so crisp that it was equally difficult to distinguish between a man and a woman: "Do you want to do anything?"

Lynch turned around neatly, picked up the liner he had thrown away from the carpet in the hall, put it back on, and then prepared to go straight out and find a new uninhabited room.

"Hey, stop!" A child's voice came from the bedroom: "You can't go! It was Luo Yu and Ying Lan who arranged me to come to you! You have to watch me!"

Lynch turned around again, went into the bedroom, and took the little guy sitting on his bed, who was dressed in little black clothes from nowhere, Lynch grabbed the guy by the collar, and then carried him, and threw him out of the bedroom in his struggle and screaming.

Then Lynch closed the door.

In the hall came the shouts of children, followed by a rain-down knock on the door: "You can't do this to me!

"Tsk," Lynch reached for the crystal ball at the head of the bed, rubbing it back and forth, "Is anyone able to hear me?

The crystal ball reacted, and Ying Lan's voice came from inside: "Someone." ”

"I've got an extra kid here! What's going on!

"Isn't that left to you?"

"What do I do!" Lynch roared at the crystal ball, "What do I do with this kind of thing!

"Try talking louder!"

Lynch whispered into the crystal ball, "I can't care about this kind of guy, he's a councilor of the City of Mages." ”

"The elder is too lazy to take care of it, and we don't want to accept it, and the child wants to go to your side again, what's wrong with you taking it in?"

"He's not a child!"

"He's no different from a kid now. ...... You see, people are coquettish like a child, how cute. ”

"I—"

"All in all, you have to take him with you for a while now, until we get to Mage City, and he has indeed lost his strength now, so you don't have to worry about other things, I still have something to do, so I won't talk about it. ”

The crystal ball jerked off.

"Let me in!" The children on the other side of the door were still noisy: "If you don't let me in, I'll make trouble in your hall!"

The bedroom door opened, and Lynch slipped a soft pillow the size of him—even a little bigger than him—into the arms of the child in front of him, who wasn't even up to his knees: "You sleep on it." ”

"I don't!"

"You don't have a choice!"