"By the way, you treat the female knight first, it's not interesting to die. Hilton turned to young Abin and patted him on the shoulder generously. The young man's white magic made him very fond of him. "Let you get the second on. ”

But Yabin didn't move, staring at the flickering bonfire, and his originally handsome face was dull and sluggish.

"If you think about it, being a Templar of the Church or such a beautiful female knight is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Who on the mainland could have such an opportunity? She must still be a virgin. Hilton stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, his voice trembling a little from excessive excitement and **. "Think about that bitch's way of being on top of her, the tone of her voice, and looking down on us, and when you're going to fuck her, you can ask her what the fuck ...... while fucking her."

The young man stood up suddenly, his face still expressionless, and walked away.

"I've never seen the world, I'm still a child. Hilton shook his head and smiled. Although his appearance was a cut below that of Hilica, the hideousness of the red bonfire now made most people shudder as much as YF.

The druid didn't say a word, just watched the campfire quietly with his injured hand. He suddenly said, "Forget it." If you want to kill, just kill it, don't do these disgusting things. ”

"Disgusting?" Hilton was surprised, as if it was the first time he had heard the word. ", come out and mess around, what is this? You haven't seen anything more disgusting than this. He looked at Helika and smiled. "Really?"

Cilica didn't speak, only a smile that seemed to be very understanding, just as hideous, like a tiger appreciating the bloodlust of a wolf.

The druid's expression was blank. His body is a little obese, and his appearance is as honest as his ancestors, who have faced the loess with their backs to the sky for three generations, and in any way, he looks like the most ordinary grocery store owner when he has returned to his human form. He looked at the bonfire and muttered in a voice as plain as reading a ledger: "It is better to be a man with a little conscience." ”

"Conscience?" Hilton's eyes widened suddenly. Stunned. Then he burst out laughing, and he laughed breathlessly, and the wound on his face was suddenly torn a little more, and blood kept pouring down. But he was still laughing as he throbbed, and he could hear that he was trying to restrain himself. But I couldn't restrain myself. The sound of laughter echoed through the trees and spread far and wide.

Masked women Jessica and Helika also looked at the druid with strange eyes. One is banter. One is disgusted with annoyance, like watching a pot-bellied rat that has just come out of a dung pit.

"Holy shit. Fuck me. Hilton finally stopped laughing. The scar on his face had broken a lot of stitches, and the blood was flowing again. "It's the funniest fucking joke I've ever heard in my fucking life. What a druid you do instead of being a pastor in a church and teaching people is a fucking waste of talent. ”

The druid didn't say anything, got up gloomily, and walked in the direction that the Abin had walked away.

", fake serious. It's miserable. Hilton spat disdainfully at the druid's back, then turned to look at the man with some impatience. "Leave these two idiots alone. You go first......"

But the man didn't mean to go, he didn't even move, and glanced coldly at Hilton. The chill in his eyes was even stronger than before. He slowly spat out two words: "No." ”

"Why not?. Hilton was a little excited, almost jumping. If it weren't for the incredible skill and combat effectiveness that this man had just shown in the battle, he would have rushed up and snatched people over. In desperation, he looked at Cilica again. "You say this man ......"

Hilika smiled. Although this smile can still be used to scare people. But there is no doubt about the calm and sanity of the place. He's been like this since he escaped from the basement. He looked at the man with a smile and said generously, "I believe you must have your own reasons, say it and listen to it." ”

"Yes, let's hear it. Hilton also looked at the man, and suddenly seemed to think that he understood again. ", you won't, it won't be...... It's not going to be like this bitch. I'm telling you, she's a Templar, just play and kill. ”

"I'm not going to just play around and forget it. I'll have a bunch of people come to her for a week until she dies. The man said coldly.

"Then why are you ......," Hilton asked with a glare.

"I kept her and asked her a lot of things. If you kill her now, it's no different than killing her. I can't ask what I want. The man smiled at Hilton, a standard smiling grin, revealing a mouthful of neat white teeth, but which looked more hairy than the beast's sharp teeth. "Wait for you, I'll let you participate, and I'll let you go to the first one. I'm going to send her body to Celeste to that old bastard Magnus at the end, and I promise it'll blow his mind. Hahahaha......"

Hilton couldn't help but shudder, whether it was lust or any other fire in his heart, he was doused by this cold laughter and there was no spark left. Instead, he hesitantly said, "There's no need to exaggerate that...... You're kidding. ”

Quietly raping and killing a Templar is the greatest crime Hilton can imagine. If you really do what this man says, then it is not a crime, it is simply crazy. That would be tantamount to a slap in the face to the Pope, and it was a blatant clamor to be the enemy of the entire Church of Light.

"I've never liked to joke. The man replied with a cold look at Hilton.

If someone else had said that, or if the man had said it before, Hilton would have just thought that the man was either crazy or joking. But after seeing the man's skill, especially the strange knife, it seemed that he could still smell the smell of blood in the air, and Hilton almost intuitively sensed that there was definitely something unimaginable behind the man's seemingly ordinary face.

"Why are you doing this?" asked Hilton cautiously.

"Magnus, the old man, and Esquire...... I've been working on these old immortals for a long time to deal with them......" The man's words paused, as if he had thought of something and didn't say any more.

The masked woman, Jessica, suddenly asked, "...... on that knife Is it attached to dark and necromancy?"

"I can't imagine that there are other people who have such a good vision. The man said lightly. His eyes fell on her, scraping up and down like a knife.

"What? darkness and ...... Necromancy ......" Hilton's voice grew quieter and quieter, and then shut up.

"Don't look at me like that, I won't be able to stand it. Jessica smiled, her eyes flashing like a cat. The laughter was so sweet that even the thin and strong waist writhed like a snake, as if he was in bed with his lover. "It was the temple chick who recognized it. can make that chick have some scruples, only not to let your weapon cut her glorious armor in battle, and say something evil and dirty. Everybody knows what's going on. ”

"There are some things that you can live a little longer if you know less. The man said lightly. Half-lying and narrowed his eyes.

Hilton kept looking at the man. The expression on his face was both surprise and admiration. And fear with admiration.

Jessica's big eyes outside the mask also looked the man up and down, and then with a vague smile, she turned and deftly jumped over a tree and lay down on the branches.

Only Cilika glanced at the man faintly, turned and walked away. But when he turned around, he smiled, and it was so sincere and happy that even the fierce face, which was almost comparable to that of Beamon, was less hideous because of this genuine happiness.

Of course, there was not the slightest sound in this smile. No one will see it.

At this time, the other end of the tree.

Druid Anderson could last hear the voices of the men when he could vaguely hear the man saying that the female knight would be left for the time being. This made him feel a little better for a while. Many times he thinks that animals are always much easier to get along with than people. It's not just a matter of other beliefs. It's more out of his own inner feelings.

Someone could be faintly heard in front of him, and it should be the young man Yabin. Anderson came a little closer, and heard that it was confession.

"Lord Almighty...... We confess and weep over our many sins and sins, which we think about from time to time. The sins committed by words and deeds are enough for the Lord to condemn and wrath us...... Please forgive us...... Forgive us the debt of our earth as we forgive those who have wronged us, and do not let us fall into temptation, wickedness and darkness. Glory to the Lord, today and forever, may the Lord have mercy on ......" Abin half-knelt on the ground, closed his eyes and put his hands on his forehead, and repeated the words of confession and prayer in a standard religious posture. The moonlight through the forest illuminated his somewhat soft face without the slightest hint of blood.

Anderson was surprised, but not surprised. This young man can use pretty good white magic, and it must have something to do with the capital. However, since he used white magic to help the gang deal with the Templars at a critical time, it at least means that he will not be an undercover agent of the Church. More importantly, since he can hear his voice, he can also perceive himself. If there is nothing to do in the front of people, it is naturally because there is no shame in the heart.

Although Anderson hated the church because of the faction, the words that were now reciting from the young man's mouth made him feel strange. The words, and the subtle emotion in the reciter's voice, all made him feel something.

There have been times when prayer and repentance have not stopped. Anderson couldn't help but ask, "So you are religious?"

Abbim's prayers and confessions ceased, and he stood up and was silent for a while, and replied, "Not very believing." Then he asked, "What did they do to the knight?" I don't seem to hear anything. ”

"Don't worry, she's okay for the time being. The man said he wasn't in a hurry yet. But it's hard to say later, maybe worse. Anderson sighed, suddenly looked at Abin and said. "Aren't you afraid that I'm going to tell the others that you're a Catholic? You know, everyone, including me, is an enemy of the church. ”

Yabin sighed and said. "I said I don't believe in religion, it's just because of the habit that my grandfather has cultivated over the years. And I'm not here to repent...... I just didn't want to hear the woman's screams, so I came here to find something to say to myself. ”

"You're not religious, so who do you confess to and to whom do you pray?" Anderson thought the young man was interesting.

"Listen to myself. Yabin's face darkened. "That woman ended up like this, and I can also be credited with it. Actually, I really regret it now......"

"But you have to do it. I can see that you need the thousand gold coins very much, and there really is no way to find that much money other than to join this group. Anderson sighed again and smiled wryly. "Actually, I'm pretty much like you. ”

"I think you asked for three magical items from Helika that were kept in Turalleone. ”

"Yes, it's a relic that our druids lost years ago. Now, with the exception of me and a few companions, our faction is almost extinct. I have to get those things back before I die. What about you, why do you need so much money?"

"Because I'm going to take my sister around for medical treatment. Yabin replied lightly. There was a deep and steady look on his face that didn't match his age, and a bit of vicissitudes.

Anderson's eyes lit up and he said, "I may be able to help you with this, our druids' attainments in healing, especially in herbal medicine, are no less than the white magic of the church." What's wrong with your sister?" Abin was silent for a moment, then replied in a low voice, "She's crazy." Because the fright is excessive. ”

Anderson let out a disappointed sigh that this was beyond the reach of herbs. Then he asked, "Then you should ask the church for help." If it was the white magic of a cardinal's level magician, it might be effective, and there were people in the church who studied mind magic, and I heard that Cardinal Esquil of Erathia was extremely skilled in mind magic. ”

"If I can find them, will I still join this group?" Abin smiled bitterly, looked at Anderson and said, "You are telling me this as if you are encouraging me to leave you and go to the people." ”

The honest druid was stunned, only to realize that the relationship between the two was actually very delicate, and it should even be wary of each other. However, he was really not good at dealing with this aspect of scheming, and smiled honestly: "I'm just talking about it." Anyway, if you help us capture that Templar, you won't be able to go to the Church again. ”

"yes, I can't help it......" Abin said with a wry smile, and suddenly his body and voice froze.

"What's wrong with you?" Anderson asked. He could see the expression on Yabin's face change, but the moonlight was not very bright, and he couldn't see what the expression was.

Abin turned around, and the moonlight was falling on his face, and it turned out to be a smile. A soft, bright smile made his already good-looking face even more kind, and he smiled at the druid and said, "It's nothing, let's go back and rest." ”

Everyone here had a laugh that night.