Pars was wrapped in a cashmere coat of the highest order, like a white bear, and placed himself behind the window on the top floor, his face, eyebrows, and hair were already covered with a thick layer of ice, and there was white hoarfrost on his beard, and with each opening, the cold air visible to the naked eye was like a white column of air, spewing out of his mouth. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

He could feel that the cold bursting out from the deepest part of his body was eroding his soul little by little!

This kind of experience is not uncommon for Pars, he also felt it once 8 years ago, when he was imprisoned in the black prison by the mages of the Nine Towers Council, and the cold at that time was much more aggressive than now.

But at that time, there was still Elivan by his side, and he was the one who saved his life, and now, Pars is already alone.

As early as the day of the onset of the disease, the archbishop of the Woking Church came to treat him personally, but after some tossing, the confident archbishop told him that if he wanted to completely cure the disease, he could only join the Woking Church and pray for the protection of the goddess of Waukin.

This attitude made Pars very unhappy, although he has always been named the knight of the guardian of the Oaking Church, but Pars grew up with Elivan since he was a child, and he has long lost his awe of these gods under his ears and eyes, and in his position, he naturally can't just think about himself, as the president of the Bordeaux Chamber of Commerce, once he announces his joining the church, it is conceivable that it will not be long before the entire Bordeaux Chamber of Commerce will become a vassal of the Vorgin Temple.

This is something that he, and his father, who died of illness, and his grandfather Hall, simply can't accept.

Therefore, Pars decisively refused the request to join the church, and instead began to seek the help of the Massanos School of Magic, which had close personal ties with the Bordeaux Chamber of Commerce, and Herfenus, the country of the Sirens.

To be honest, by now, Pars himself is a little desperate.

After 8 years of hard work, he has witnessed too many deaths. He is not afraid of death, but he has not been able to leave an heir, once he dies, the rapidly developing Bordeaux Chamber of Commerce will inevitably be torn apart, he is not reconciled!

He sat behind the window, watching the city of Bordeaux gradually bustling from its slumber, and he was really unwilling.

"Pars..."

A cry that would only come out of his memory woke Pars from his deep emotions, but he didn't look back, just stretched out his cold hand and rubbed his forehead, which was full of ice slag,

"It's getting worse and worse, and I'm actually having auditory hallucinations. ”

"Pals... Are you sure it's an auditory hallucination?"

"Huh!"

Pars couldn't care about the pain of his body anymore, and stood up from his chair in a flash, he turned his head to look behind him, and Eleven, who was wearing a starry robe, stopped the slender waist of Wendy, who was becoming more and more delicate, and stood in this residence that had been absent for 8 years, looking at him with a smile on his face.

"Eleven... Hmph, what are you doing here, come and see my jokes?"

Pars was so excited that he almost shouted out his original name, but he was forced to suppress it, his eyes quickly changed from enthusiasm to indifference, he looked at Elivan, and squeezed a low nasal voice out of his nostrils.

"Or did you come here just to get your stuff back?"

In the face of Pars's indifference, Elevenn was not surprised, Uncle Vince, who was seriously ill and dying soon, asked him to find a way to make Pars truly independent, so Elavian had to use a very extreme method to completely awaken Pars's competitive heart, but also brutally killed his pity and innocence, this kind of thing is not right or wrong, but according to Wendy, Pars is obviously just playing with a child's temper.

Eleven didn't answer Pars's question, but turned his gaze to the corner of the hall, and with a flick of his hand, the elemental tide rushed around his body, and the next moment, a golden invoker hidden in the light struggled to break free from the elemental tide, but no matter how much he writhed, he couldn't get rid of the elemental tide that looked like a cloud.

"For the sake of those old things between me and Waukin, I'll let you go. Go back and tell Waukin, I've got this guy in my hands!"

Elivan touched his mustache, and his cold words were full of surging killing intent,

"If she dares to reach out again, I don't mind just cutting off her claws!"

The image of the Golden Merger is a sexy girl with a hot body, living in the Wolkin Divine Kingdom all the year round, the strength of this Merger has properly surpassed the Sword Master, but under the absolute suppression of the five supreme rules, she can't even struggle and fight back, in the face of Elivan's toughness, the Invoker didn't say much, after the elemental lock was released, a golden gate appeared behind her, she looked at Elivan vigilantly, and retreated into the gate step by step.

This was not over, Elivan let go of Wendy's waist, strolled over to Pars's luxurious desk, reached out and took a lifelike beauty sculpture he had placed on the desk, and said coldly,

"Are you going to come out on your own, or do you want me to pull you out?"

"~Hehe~The Lord of the Sky took the initiative to summon, how dare I disobey your will?"

As soon as Elivan's words fell, a black mist seeped out from the inside of the sculpture, and finally formed a black shadow not far away, and the image of a woman, but from the iconic demon's horns and tail behind him, as well as the figure that was much hotter than the body of the prayer just now, it could be seen that this was obviously just a projection of a high-level succubus.

However, compared to the expressionless face of the merger, this guy had a lot more words, and she bowed down respectfully to Eleven, although it was just a shadow, but the trembling chest still made the eyes of the two men present light up,

"Hehe~ What Lord Monarch said is really right, you will definitely come to help your deceased, well, I have no ill will towards the "black hand", in fact, if I hadn't been by his side for the past few days, he would have been inspired by the words of the slut of Waukin's slut to become a fanatical believer!"

"Oh... What is your purpose? I don't think Your Excellency the Mysterious Great Evil God will send you to do a good deed?"

Elivan looked at the succubus who boasted of his merits, and the latter grinned and said nonchalantly,

"Yes, Your Excellency the Great Evil God has sent me to be stationed here, mainly to wait for your arrival!

"Really?"

Elivan shrugged noncommittally, "If I'm not mistaken, I don't have any friendship with His Excellency the Great Evil God, do I?"

"Hee-hee~ You're wrong... My lord, let me tell you, that the connection between you is closer than you can imagine, for example, in the woods of the gray plains eight years ago, don't you wonder why Yodel didn't kill you?"