"I don't think the food cooked by their chefs is as good as yours. Marcia gulped down the food, and when her mouth was idle, she didn't forget to take the time to express her opinion: "The food on the grassland is like this, either boiled in white water or roasted over low heat, after eating the rice you cooked, Mr. Pannis, although you can eat these again, but if you don't eat a bite, it will increase your miss." ”

"Although there was a beautiful lady who expressed her longing for me in person. Pannis smiled bitterly, "But why am I not happy at all? ”

"No, that's just your delusion, I'm telling the truth. "Marcia was still the same as when they first met, the gray half-sleeved blouse showed the bronzed skin on her arms, black loose coarse cloth men's trousers, fluffy short black hair, strong and well-proportioned muscles, a wild appearance, a soft and peaceful gaze, a huge two-handed sword diagonally behind her back, an old leather scabbard that had been worn out of hair due to overuse, a strip of cloth wrapped around the hilt of the sword was a little dark because of the long-term holding, an aggressive appearance like a female leopard, and a gentle heart like a girl, the two contradictions were unified in her body, but there was no sense of disobedience。 Although Marcia swallowed it in large gulps, it did not appear rude and savage, but had an unpretentious nature that made everyone who saw it feel a wave of hunger in their stomachs.

"Okay, but I've never heard of borrowing a kitchen in someone else's restaurant to cook their own food. Pannis shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly: "Wait for tomorrow night, anyway, tomorrow night should be spent outside, I'll cook." ”

"It's decided. Satisfied, Marcia stuffed another big bite of beef: "Then I thank you in advance." ”

Catherine and the three of them watched with a smile as Marcia struggled for food, although Marcia had never talked to them much when they met again, but she was straightforward and sincere, and she couldn't be annoying anyway. This girl can say whatever she wants, her heart is the same, her unhypocritical style and gentle and non-aggressive personality make people unconsciously forgive her for some unintentional mistakes.

"Why are you fighting?" Catherine took the initiative to close the distance: "According to Selassis, although the guards here are usually aggressive, they rarely use violence against passing passengers. Why did you fight so hard today?"

"I'm sorry, I didn't have time to catch up with you when I was patronizing. Marcia grabbed a handkerchief and wiped her mouth, revealing a soft smile: "Actually, fights between orcs on the grassland are very common. Whether it's making friends, settling disputes, or expressing feelings, it's basically the same way, but it's not uncommon for the guards at the stronghold to fight. After all, there are rules. But this time was an exception, and in the afternoon when we were about to come to the tavern to wait for you, we met a couple of guards on the way, and an argument broke out between those guards and the professional guards of a small caravan, and then a fight broke out. It's actually nothing, although I hate fighting and like peace, but I don't just stop others from fighting, and I usually just laugh and bypass this kind of thing. But this time it was different, those guards were all believers in the god of war, and when they attacked, they shouted slogans such as for the glory of the god of war. It was as if our god had commanded them to fight with others at will, which did not correspond to the deal I had accepted. So I stopped them and tried to teach them the true will of our gods, but they didn't want to listen to them, and preferred to argue with me with their fists, so they took the initiative to attack me. In desperation, I had no choice but to defeat them all, but soon another group of guards came, as if they had received a message calling for help. ”

"Hmm...... So you're just going to knock them all down?" Catherine's smile became odd, "Just to educate them?"

"yes, since they don't want to hear it. If you want to speak with your fists, you can only knock them all down first, and then teach them. Marcia said as a matter of course, "It worked well, after they were lying on the ground and listening to me talk about trading for half an hour." They all said that they were very wrong in the past, and listening to my teachings was like getting a new life, and they would definitely follow my teachings in the future. ”

"Hehe, hehe. Pannis laughed dryly: "Understandable, very understandable, oh." I mean the guards. ”

"Then I went in with this Mr. Palci, and he said he had made an appointment to wait here. Marcia continued, "But unexpectedly, just now, a group of more powerful guards rushed in, wanting to avenge their companions. They do not understand that hatred is the most terrible emotion in the world, and that those who cannot let go of hatred will never be able to become the true warriors of our gods, because our gods never seek revenge, but they seek glory, and they will be glorified in glorious victories. ”

"Indeed, God of War is such a style. Pannis, who knew the teachings of the God of War very well, or the believers who knew the God of War very well, nodded and said: "Defeat is defeat, next time you can win it back with a dignified battle." Revenge, especially revenge, is a departure from the teachings, and it's no wonder you have to teach them a lesson. ”

"However, if you beat them away, will a group of more powerful guards rush to retaliate later?" Catherine was not worried, but said simply jokingly, "Then a wave of people will come every few hours in the evening, and everyone will not rest." ”

"No, it won't. Marcia laughed unabashedly: "I just revealed my identity, after all, I am the guardian warrior of the Temple of War, if they dare to come, they will be suspected of blasphemy." ”

"That's good. Catherine's smile was undoubtedly much more elegant than that of Marcia, with a bit of aristocratic temperament: "Looks like I can sleep well tonight." ”

"Still. Marcia's worried gaze suddenly turned to Lina and Vivien, "Nothing happened to Pastor Lina and Miss Vivian, right?"

"It's fine. Catherine replied suspiciously, "Is there a problem?"

"Although I know that Pastor Lina has changed a lot in her life, but this time it seems to have become ......" Lina has been sitting quietly next to everyone chatting, her expression faintly revealing nobility with majesty and arrogance, like a proud queen in the world. But that's not what Marcia saw, and her beastly instincts seemed to have discovered something, and asked with some uncertainty, "It seems to be getting a little less human-like?"

"Nothing, don't worry about me. Although Lina was comforting Marcia, there was an obvious sense of distance hidden in her words, a king is not allowed to be at the same height as the rest, and must keep a distance from his own people: "Thank you for your relationship, I'm fine." ”

Marcia instinctively felt this deliberate distance, but her previous experience with each other made her know that Lina's changeability was likely to change in a day or two, so she didn't feel unhappy. Now that she was sure that there was nothing wrong with her, Marcia didn't ask any more questions, turned to Vivien and said, "What about Miss Vivien, is it okay?" I see that she has been in the same position for a long time, and she hasn't even blinked her eyes. ”

"Well, that's what she's used to. Catherine smiled bitterly and said, "Don't worry about her, she can't hear what you say to her now, and she is thinking about something else." Don't worry, everyone is fine, but your side doesn't seem to be very good, you were injured before?"

"Well, I was slashed a few times by the undead, and I was hit by the skeletal warhorse of the Death Knight. Marcia's indifferent attitude seemed to be talking about someone else's business: "It's not very serious, I've been recuperating from my injuries for more than half a month, and I'm almost healed." ”

"Can you elaborate on that?" Finally, Catherine asked seriously, "What's going on inside?"

"Actually, I didn't have time to go too deep. "I'm not an adventurer, I'm not familiar with methods such as probing, searching, and infiltrating, so I'm basically found on the periphery, and I'm forced to get in. But fortunately, I'm more or less a clergyman, and I have some special sensitivity to necromancy, so I didn't go the wrong way, and went straight along the place where I sensed the strongest undead aura, and the more I went in, the more undead there were, and I think the key problem was there. ”

"So, have you found out what the problem is?" Catherine asked, "I heard from Palci, they have lived in that grassland for generations, and although there were undead wandering at that time, they have never seen such a large scale of undead. ”

"Unfortunately, no. Marcia replied, "But it is a veritable place of death, and the whole mountain is full of death energy, and I was a little suspicious of my eyes when I first entered it." ”

"Don't you think it's strange?" Pannis asked rhetorically, "Even if the energy of death is very heavy, where do so many corpses come from to provide raw materials for the appearance of the undead? ”

"This ...... Let me explain. The client on the side, that is, the tiger man Palch who had seen before, said with some embarrassment: "That mountain is the cemetery of our ancestors. ”

Several people stared at Palch with terrifying eyes at the same time, and no one could understand why someone would use a place so rich in death energy as a cemetery. Even with Catherine's cultivation, a question about whether there is something wrong with you almost rushed out of her mouth.

"No, no, no, you misunderstood. Palch obviously understood the meaning in the eyes of several people, and explained with a wry smile: "Since the middle of the Tertiary Period, it has been the common ancestral cemetery of the surrounding tribes, but at that time, there was no death energy at all, that is, in the last few hundred years, the undead began to be generated. ”

"That's understandable. Pannis nodded, "However, from the middle of the Tertiary Age, the number of undead ......"

"Well, I can't count them. Marcia said.

"Dangdang, dangdang. A hurried bell suddenly rang from outside the tavern, and there were only a few tables of guests in the deserted tavern, all while nervously looking out the window.

"Alert, alert. An orc guard rode through the street: "Be on guard, enemy attack, monster attack." ”

"It doesn't seem like I'm looking for revenge on you. Pannis teased: "It's okay, it's okay." (To be continued.) )

PS: Halfway through yesterday's article, I encountered a melancholy thing............ The legendary blue screen. Let's mourn the 500 words of the kingdom of heaven together.