On the endless prairie, Francis quickly shuttled through the herd of demonic beasts. Behind him, in the distance, hung seven Beamon, who had been following Francis since yesterday. Perhaps because he was all brought down by Francis in hand-to-hand combat, the Beamons chased him all the way, vowing to defeat Francis and defend his honor.

"Well, I found it!" Francis paused, finally feeling Saber's breath. Francis raised his hand, and the magic seal on it also flashed red, and it seemed that Saber was also following the sense to rush towards him.

"It's you guys!" Francis turned his head and looked at the billowing smoke slowly approaching behind him, he had been chasing me for a day, and it was not too much trouble!

"Human ......" Seven Beamon stopped panting, Francis was too fast for them to keep up. If Francis hadn't stopped from time to time, they would have been dumped without a trace.

"I see, needless to say! The person I was waiting for has arrived, thank you very much for spending time with me!"

"What?"

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"I sensed it, young master's breath!" Saber sat on Tarke's back, if it weren't for the speed of the Golden Lion King, she would probably be not far from the Lion King City by now.

"It's the smell of that kid, but there's a lot of Beamon around him!" Tark said strangely, what the kid was doing on the orc savannah.

"Beamon?" Saber suddenly remembered the two golden Beamons in Rantia, and hurriedly urged Tark to speed up.

"Don't worry, it's not as exaggerated as you think, gold is scarcer than Monco!" Tarke guessed Saber's idea at once.

"Let's hurry up, the young master's side is already fighting!" The ground kept shaking, which showed the fierceness of the battle on Francis's side.

"Got it!" said Tark unhappily, what good is that kid?

"Bang!!" an over-the-shoulder fall, and Francis threw the last Beamon to the ground, and all seven Beamon had already fainted.

"Master!" a huge figure leaped up and stopped in front of Francis, Saber's voice coming from above.

"Talke!" Francis looked at the Golden Lion King, her hand had already grown, it was a fairy bean, right?

"Young master..."As soon as Leah jumped off Tarke, before she could speak, she was pulled into Francis's arms and kissed him directly.

"Roar!" Tark turned into a sincere and benevolent form, and looked at the two people hugging each other with an unhappy expression. "Boy, you've been kissing for too long!"

"If you want to complain, I should complain!" Francis let go of Saber and took it in his arms, looking at Tarke. "It's rude to disturb someone!"

"Politeness, that's up to me, let go of my Leah!"

"Yours??" Francis looked at Saber in his arms, waiting for her explanation.

"Sister Tarke and I signed a contract, and now we are comrades-in-arms!"

"No, even if you love a lion more than you do, this lion is dangerous!"

"Why, don't you believe it?" Tulk walked up to Francis and pulled Saber out of his arms and wrapped him in his arms.

"Purpose, what is your purpose?" Francis looked at Tark in confusion, how could she make a pact with someone so easily with her demigod pride.

"Oh, Leah is so cute, I love it, what a reason for that!" Tark hugged Saber tightly.

"Are you kidding?" Francis was completely unconvinced.

"You don't believe it!" Tark shrugged his shoulders and let Saber go, looking into Francis' eyes of complete disbelief. "I killed the lion king Regsas, and there is no place for me in the orc savannah. You're from the Church of Light, aren't you! This backer is enough to protect me, it's that simple!"

Although he felt that Talke's reason would not be so simple, but seeing Saber's satisfied appearance, Francis couldn't help it. The contract has been signed, and it is useless to say anything now.

"Don't hurt her, or I'll kill you!" The domineering aura of the overlord color was directly pressed on Talke, and now his strength is not slightly inferior to Talke.

Tulk gritted his teeth, Francis put too much pressure on her.

"Young Master, Sister Tark is very good to me!" Saber looked at the two of them and said quickly.

"I hope so, you're just too kind, don't take out the fairy beans next time and give them to others, it's a lifesaver for you!" Francis touched Saber's head and said helplessly, knowing that what he said was in vain.

"I see, so where are we going now?" Saber looked at the Beamons scattered around, has the young master become stronger again?

"Tivandrew, back to Jesha, it's time for the orcs to withdraw!"

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"Let's go, let's go to the inn to see if Hawke is gone!" Thivan de Rune, Francis pulled the hat on his head, these days, Francis starry night trip, in order to hurry back to Tivandrew, stay in the territory of the orcs, Francis is always worried and afraid.

"Has the mission of the church been taken care of?" Saber looked at Francis, who had only been in for a while, such a big matter, the young master's speed was too fast!

"Let's go, Leah!" said Tarke, unhappily pulling Saber away, having been sitting on her back for the rest of the day. If Saber hadn't begged her, how could she have let a man sit on her back.

"Just a little bit of a casual writing, I don't want to delay a few days in this city!" Francis just casually wrote a few words on the mission report, these things, the church probably already knew.

"Hmph, then I'm in such a hurry to get back!" Tulc had been thinking about Francis riding on him.

"Sister Tarke. Let's go!" Saber sighed helplessly, pulling Tark ahead of him. These two people seem to be born at odds with each other, and they have to say a few words together.

"Young Master, why did you choose this mission in the first place?" Saber was still afraid for a while when he thought of this mission, the enemy was too strong.

"There are some things that I can't decide, and I don't want to be given such a troublesome task!" said Francis, helplessly. Shouldn't the system have the ability to predict the future, such a dangerous mission, does it want to kill me?

"Is that mission done?"

"Well, it's done!" Francis smiled at this, and was able to smoke something more. It doesn't matter if it's a fairy bean this time, now I only have one fairy bean in my hand.

"Francis!" Just as Francis and the three of them walked to the door of the inn, Hawke's voice suddenly came.

"Well, it's Mr. Hawke!" Francis looked at Hawke standing at the door, is this guy going out, how did he happen to meet him so coincidentally?

"Great, you're still alive!" Hawke was overjoyed, and he didn't believe it when Pal had just told him that he had smelled Francis. Raltia had nothing but a bottomless hole now, and she didn't expect Francis to be alive.

"That's what you said!" Francis rolled his eyes, what does it mean to be alive.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, aren't you going to Lantia? What, what's going on there?" Hawke ushered Francis in, apparently curious about Lantia.

"I don't know what's going on, I didn't think it was right at the time, and I escaped with a space scroll!" Francis didn't want to tell Hawke about Raltia, if it got out, it would probably be a big mess.

"Space scrolls?"

"Yes, I exchanged it for the withered flower last time!" said Francis, who glanced at Tarke, and was nearly killed by her.

"It's good that you're fast, there's no more Rantia now!" Hawke didn't know if Francis was telling the truth, but Francis didn't want to say it, and he couldn't do anything.

"Mr. Hawke, haven't you left Jesha yet?"

"Yes, but soon, the orcs have already withdrawn their troops after taking the capital of Dilis! We will just stay and observe for two days, and then return to Caesar tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. Francis, you're a marquis when you return to Caesar, why are you in a bit of a hurry?"

"Tomorrow or tomorrow, I'm just going to get some rest!" After a few days of long travel, Francis really wanted to get a good night's sleep!

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"Welcome back, players are currently level seven!"

"Stop talking nonsense, let's start the lottery!" Francis said, yawning, and I'm going to get some more sleep when the draw is over.

"Ding! Player completes mission!"

"Ding! Congratulations to players for a free raffle!"

"Let's get started!" Francis said directly, although he didn't know what he could draw, but the fairy bean's surname was probably very high.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the player for obtaining the Super Divine Water !!"

"Immortal ......" was a big surprise to Francis, I originally thought it would be a fairy bean, but this super divine water is...... Could it still be from Dragon Ball!

"Goo!" Francis swallowed, looking at the glass bottle in his hand, the water in it was like ordinary water, no different. But Francis knew that this was a very terrifying thing, and its degree of rebellion was definitely more than that of fairy beans, and the divine water that could stimulate potential ―――――― super divine water!!

"Leah, follow me!" Francis was now sleepy, and rushed straight to Saber's room, pulling her and running out of the city. Although this thing can't be drunk in the city, remember that Wukong drank it but almost died of pain, and the movement was too big, so he had to find a remote place.

"Young Master......" Saber was pulled by Francis and ran, completely unaware of what was going on. Later, Tulk followed closely, and she didn't feel comfortable with Francis and Saber alone.