Marcos did not react at first to the scum who sent wild laughs, mocks, provocations and lewd hints to Ophelia. However, when a damn bard from www.biquge.info the plains of Amiens pretended to recite the poem that had been written in his mind with a hint of irony, the dispute erupted. Marcos chose the "gentlest way he could think of" and went up and punched the guy in the face.

His actions immediately drew the resentment of the crowd of onlookers, who had always believed that Ophelia had brought disaster to the West Coast. If she hadn't been here, the Apostle Lotus wouldn't have been interested here, at least for the time being.

The bard barely got up from the ground after being punched, and looked at Marcus and Ophelia behind him with a straight expression. Now, he has countless supporters here, and Marcos never knew why people would choose the words of a bard, as if the title held in their hearts like the gods.

Before he was ready to make his next rash taunt, the dark purple-skinned guy squeezed into the crowd from the other side of the crowd in a more "gentle way" than Marcos - a knife directly to his neck, it was Kakun. "If I hear those words from your mouth again, I promise I'll slit your throat and stuff a ball of cotton into it. ”

"Oh my God, get that thing out of the way!" the damn bard begged for mercy as soon as his life was threatened.

"Disappeared from my eyes, now. Kakun pressed his voice down his throat, as if deliberately trying to create himself a demon.

So he quickly broke away from the crowd with his precious harp in his arms and fled in the direction of the Academy of Magic. He looked like he wanted to file a complaint with the Academy of Magic, which had a place here, but sadly, Gillens didn't even have to blast him out himself.

Immediately afterward, Kakun also issued a warning to the crowd of onlookers. There was no doubt that they had lost their previous momentum and fled in panic to what they thought was safe. It seemed as if Kakun was going to slit someone's throat in the next second, but Marcos knew he wasn't going to be a man of his word in this matter, he just wanted to scare those guys. Maybe it's more because he wants to win Ophelia's heart, and in short, he doesn't allow any guy to bully a pretty girl.

"Are you alright, Miss Ophelia. Kakun's expression became brilliant after he put away his sword, and of course, this was limited to the "brilliance" of the serious face of the dark elves.

"Thank you......" Ophelia nodded, she didn't cry, she didn't even complain.

"Don't worry, as long as I'm here, no guy will dare to bully you. Kakun patted his chest confidently.

"We'll talk about that later, I have something to ask Miss Ophelia. "Marcos stopped Kakun's next move, he was sure to make a big splash about himself.

Kakun glanced at him dissatisfiedly, "Guy in the way, the price of sword oil for you to come to me to buy sword oil will be doubled in the future." ”

"No problem, Kakun. Marcos spread his hands and smiled helplessly.

It was impossible to say that people's verbal attacks did not affect Ophelia at all, so she spoke very cautiously, as if she was afraid that the next second would cause the displeasure of those who were willing to help her. "How can I help you?"

"Trust us, we won't do that to you because we know what kind of pain you've been through. Camilli walked up to her and bowed her head slightly in apology, much to Ophelia's surprise, which was strange to her. Because all along, there are not too many people who have a crush on her. Some neutral people are more likely to just admire her looks and find a chance to sleep with her.

"I trust you, so if you have any doubts, just ask. Ophelia hurriedly bowed in response.

Marcos is a more casual person, so he doesn't care about many etiquette. "I think you've heard about the highest point of the Heavenly Veil Behemoth, and as you can see, it's a mess here. Marcos pointed to the chaotic harbor, where in addition to transporting the wounded who had escaped from the Sky Veil Behemoth, there were many captains who wanted to load all the cargo they had on board and get away from here at once.

"If purgatory is the darkness that does not see sunlight all year round, then the polar day is a place of light that is illuminated by sunlight all year round. At the same time, it is also the arsenal of our Blue Shinrikyo religion. Ophelia replied—in a way that was more familiar to Marcos.

"Polar Day, do you call that there?" Marcos was interested in the title.

"Yes, the Bishops are also in charge of the arsenal, and if they are already under control, then it is entirely possible to launch an attack on the Magadha caravan. I'm sorry I didn't share the information with the people here in the first place. Ophelia apologized.

"If you really apologize like those scumbags, then it's not worth it. Kakun leaned over and said, he hadn't even figured out what was going on.

"Your praise can be said later. Camilli turned her gaze to him, a look of helplessness.

"Yes, beautiful Miss Camilly. ”

Marcos coughed, trying to control his pace, and then continued, "Based on what happened to Warhammer and Blackburn, those weapons are far more advanced than the Arad continent. It's a bit abrupt, but I'd like to ask if it's the result of your own research?"

Ophelia shook her head in surprise, "No, those weapons actually existed before I was born. I don't usually touch on the armed side of the Blue Shinrikyo, so I'm sorry I can't give you an answer. ”

Camilli and Marcos glanced at each other, a look of regret in their eyes. "Okay, so is there any more detailed information about the polar day?"

"There are also some light spirits living there, known as Revos, who, like Cermytek, prefer to stay in places full of sunlight all year round. On top of that, there is a wide variety of weapons there, and now that they are being manipulated by Rotus, they may derive more threatening attacks. Ophelia did her best to recall everything she remembered about the polar day.

"Thank you, Ophelia. Camilli thanked her sincerely.

"I just hope that Lotus gets the punishment it deserves...... May Venus, the goddess of beauty, protect you. ”

Marcos must admit that when he heard the words of Venus, the goddess of beauty, who protected you, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. Because he always thinks of the humans who have become Yakshas, he doesn't know what kind of god Venus is, but he feels that Venus, the god of beauty, is more mysterious than Remidia, which the priests believe.

It was a bit of a pity for the two of them not to get information about the development of those weapons from Ophelia, but it was also something that could not be helped. In any case, without any more information, the focus can only be fully focused on removing those weapons.

The panic has spread to every corner of the West Coast, and even Marcos can't guarantee that Lotus won't instigate the believers to turn their weapons on the continent of Arad. It's gambling, and he can only pin his hopes on Maffeo and Freya, who go to the polar day to detect the situation.