CHAPTER XVIII

Of course, Miloka would not believe this kind of bluffing of children, and struggled. He was not very good at saying those very insulting words www.biquge.info so he could only grit his teeth to show his anger.

Youan watched as tiny bloodshots quickly crawled all over the whites of Miloka's eyes, and bulging green tendons appeared from his bare skin, and at the same time, a faint black-purple aura rose from his body, although it disappeared in an instant, it couldn't escape Youan's sharp eyes. So he glanced at the red-clad guy who was guarding Lilia's side, who immediately untied the girl.

"I originally thought that if you joined the Imperial Capital Guard, you wouldn't meet me on the battlefield. Maybe when we capture the imperial capital, we can sit down with you for a drink and chat. It's a pity that creation makes people. Ives stood between Miloka and Lilia and sighed, and from the moment Miloka broke into the house, his eyes never took off his beloved disciple.

"Teacher Ives......"

"Don't ask, kid. As soon as Miloka spoke, Ives interrupted him by shaking his head, "There are many things that are difficult to explain in a few words, and we will talk about them later." There's an important guest waiting for you upstairs. ”

Miloca's hand was released, but Miloka didn't move. He clenched his fists tightly, his bloodshot eyes as if they were about to break free from their sockets, and his teeth were clenched. In the bottom of his heart, the irrepressible anger was like a raging tide over the river, rising and about to swallow the embankment built by reason.

"Go ahead, that guy doesn't have much time. Ives urged, his seemingly calm face unable to hide the panic that flowed between his words.

"Go see, Miloca, they're not bad guys. Lilia, who had been silent for a long time, said suddenly. Perhaps because of the power of love, which was widely praised by the bards—even if Miloka had not yet sparked a spark of love for Lilia—or out of innocent and simple friendship, Lilia's persuasion whistled like a cold wind outside the tavern, whistling through Miloca's heart, condensing the lava-boiling anger into a glacier indistinguishable from the far north.

A little calmer, Miloka walked past the crowd at the table and stood at the back doorway, promising Lilia that she would be taken out of the tavern safely. He didn't notice Lilia's tears flickering, nor did he notice the slightest change in the corners of Euan's mouth, but he was full of thoughts about how to save Lilia from the tiger's mouth, and he made it to the second floor.

The flickering light of the fire illuminated the corridor on the second floor, and the doors of the rooms neatly arranged on either side were open. Miloka walked along, carefully observing the structure of each room, and unfortunately they resembled the fish-man brothers Modoji and Modozi, which were the same from every angle.

"Modoji, Modoz, Bane......" muttered Miloka, who stopped in front of the only closed door, as he thought back to his time in Occam. At that time, in order to cure Milokad's strange disease, Say and his party embarked on a ship from Howling Wind Bay, and after several journeys, they found an old friend in Occam who was quite knowledgeable - the old orc who used cold ginger milk to relieve Miloka's heat, he was so forgetful that he couldn't even remember his name, but he still knew how to cure various diseases - and as a result, the expensive medicinal materials used up their meagre savings, and Bane and Aska had to find a local job as a coolie to maintain Miloka's treatment. The old orc, whom Say called Garsh, also advised Miloka to bathe in the water of the boiling sea, saying that the glory of the god of war was beneficial to Miloka's condition. For this reason, walking nearly a mile to the boiling sea to take a bath became the daily entertainment of Miloka and the Fish-Man brothers. When Miloka's strange illness is miraculously cured, Say and Bane join the ranks of "bathing in the glory of the god of war", but Aska, who thinks the boiling sea water is too salty, always sits alone on the shore to fish.