"Bang!" Miral, who kicked the door open, walked in and said menacingly, "Who is making a fuss in this sacred place? I wonder if you can't speak loudly here?"

The noisy crowd fell silent all at once, and their apologetic smiles spread out in all directions, returning to their respective positions, and soon quiet again. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Huh?" Miral furrowed his white eyebrows as he dispersed the back of the crowd.........

Miral leaned forward slightly, his legs spread at the same time, and when he was ready, his legs exerted, and he sprinted quickly, and then under his angry shout of "You're you again!!", someone was hit in the face by his flying foot, and he was knocked into the air, knocking over several tables before stopping.

The man who was kicked into the air quickly stood up, and he shouted with an unhappy face, "What are you doing!!Don't you know I'm having breakfast?

Miral rolled up his sleeves, revealing his slender arms, and slowly walked towards him, "Who cares about you! You want to break the rules here, are you looking for death? It seems that if you don't teach this stupid dragon a lesson, you don't know how big the world is!"

"Come on, who is afraid of you, dare to slap me in the face, you are the first!" the man also looked at Miral with unkind eyes.

The smell of gunpowder from the battle filled the cafeteria, and then ignited after Miral's punch in the face, and there was an explosion!

.........

.........

"So, are those guys divided into two factions? Alas, that's how humans are, and they get so much trouble with one problem. ”

"yes, I don't understand what these guys' brains are made of. ”

"So, that's why I don't join their council, it's annoying. ”

"I don't want to participate either.

The two stopped fighting after a small fight, and inexplicably sat at a dining table eating breakfast while chatting and complaining.

"Later, which faction won?"

"Don't be kidding, how is it possible, the old man doesn't agree with either side, I only know that he said in a coaxing manner, 'This matter will be said later' The guys are unwilling to stop arguing, otherwise my ears will be deaf." ”

"Is the old man quite dignified? ”

"Nonsense, the old man is the boss, can he not be majestic. ”

"Hehe, you only dare to speak ill of them when there is no one. (Wicked laughs)

"Isn't it okay? Isn't it natural for employees to speak ill of their bosses behind their backs? ”

"Okay, is it true that you just said you were going out?"

"Of course, the boss has spoken, and I am reluctant, but I will make a difficult trip for the sake of Harry's boy. ”

"Alone?"

"How is it possible, I have to take a lot of my men out, such as the Knights Templar to lend a thousand men first, and the House of Light also lends one or two hundred magicians, well, and some guys from the 'Holy Sword'........." (counting fingers)

“......... Do you want to add me to one?"

"I think about it. ”

There was only a complete table left in the cafeteria, and the two were eating and chatting, surrounded by a mess after the battle, and the human body was lying in disorder, but there was no gunsmoke.

San Lorenzo, the capital of light, today is a day of peace.

At the same time, inside a palatial castle in the adventurous city of Rapple, early in the morning.

"Hibo, is that kid alright?"

"Back to the Duke, he is out of danger. ”

In the dark and independent space, the old butler saluted, and in front of him was a middle-aged man with a melancholy face, the middle-aged man was fiddling with the sword he had taken from the wall, pulling out the scabbard, and withdrawing it with a clanging sound, it was a good sword of high quality.

"It's okay, when will you wake up?" Duke Myron put his sword back on the wall, pulled out the silk scarf on his chest and wiped his hands.

"Maybe wait a while, it's probably today. The old butler replied respectfully.

"You don't need me to tell me what needs to be done. The Duke of Myron walked over to a bow with a magnificent appearance, took it in his hand, drew the string, and looked around as if it were aiming.

"Yes, the subordinates retired. The old butler bowed his head and stepped back.

After the Duke of Myron finished practicing, he put down the bow again, looked at all kinds of items around him, and felt refreshed, with swords, bows, shields, and antique statues......... These are all from his collection, and he is the only one in the huge collection space.

On the corner of the street in Rappler, three suspicious-looking figures sat on the stairs of a shop that had not yet opened, each of them wearing dark green hooded cloaks, covering their bodies tightly, and their heads were covered by hoods, and they kept their heads down and spoke quietly.

"Did you find him?"

"Nope. ”

"Me too. ”

After being silent for a while, the person in the center said encouragingly, "Don't worry, we will definitely find him, it's just a matter of time, come on." ”

"Grunt~" The voice sounded from the stomachs of the three people.

"I think it's better to fill your stomach first. Gao Leng Fan's voice suggested, looking at a thriving restaurant across the street.

"Agreed. There was no objection to the echo.

"Let's go. Gao Lengfan's voice urged the two of them, and he couldn't wait to stand up.

The old voice said helplessly: "I really can't help you. ”

The three walked into the restaurant.

"Welcome!"

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Darkness, invisible darkness everywhere, can't feel the presence of the body, can't even be sure if you're still alive, as if you want to keep these postures forever, the sight is a desperate darkness, and the person can't breathe.

Where is this?

Why am I here?

Who am I?

No one answered him, and I don't know how long it took for him to finally realize that he was the only one in the whole world.

Boom.........

Who's crying?

Then he saw the little pink girl with two ponytails crying in a small circle of light cut off from the darkness, her back was so familiar, and how heart-wrenching, so pitiful.

Let's go over and comfort her, and he walked over with this feeling, is he walking?

Anyway, he came to her side, and in the darkness outside the aperture, he said softly, "Are you okay?"

I must be smiling, maybe.

Stretched out his hand, this may be a subconscious act, as soon as he finished speaking, his hand had already reached into the aperture.

He saw his hands, which were ............

The arms are very white and slender, and the fingers are just the right amount of slenderness, making it impossible to think of the feeling of muscles.

It always felt familiar, he thought suspiciously, but he couldn't think of an answer.