Chapter 136: Heavenly Trench

"Why are you in such a hurry to go back," Reinhardt chattered behind Rykfont, "we could have watched the sunset before leaving." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

Recvogeng ignored the other man's intentions, but the frowning brow showed that his patience was close to the limit.

"You know," Reinhardt continued, "the sunset over the Vowvarich steppe is beautiful, I ......"

"Can't you just be quiet?"

Annoyed, Rykfont stopped, swearing that he would have wanted to put his coat in the other man's mouth if he could.

"Okay, well, I won't say it," Reinhardt replied nonchalantly, but his lips didn't stop: "I don't even want to say a word, it's a bad temper." ā€

"That's me, you try to change someone else?"

"I don't know how I could be friends with someone like you. ā€

"I ......"

"Alright," Rykfont interrupted, "put this away and tell me what you came for." ā€

"It's not funny for you to say that, we're good friends with the same heart. ā€

"Like-minded?" Ryke Fontale laughed and said disdainfully: "I thought you would grow a lot better when you came to me this time, but I didn't expect that you still wanted to drag me to death." ā€

"It's not death, it's revenge!"

"I have no hatred. ā€

"How did you get here without hatred?"

"It's just that looks are not tolerated in human society, and there is no hatred. ā€

Reinhardt stared at Rekfont deadly, and the latter responded without showing weakness, both of them had secrets, and they both wanted to dig out each other's secrets while not revealing their secrets.

"I found some interesting information. ā€

After holding each other for a long time, Reinhardt's words broke the solemn atmosphere, and the dull air seemed to speed up the circulation, sending a burst of coolness to the two who were testing each other.

"About what?"

Although he knew that this was the other party's temptation, Rykfont still took it, just as the other party was very curious about his origins, and he was also very interested in this mysterious guy who had the appearance of a half-elf but was accepted by the orcs.

He needed an entry point to continue his quest, just as he did when he peeled the skin of his prey.

"Trenches. ā€

"The one to the east?"

"Of course!"

In the earliest days, the moat in the mouth of the orcs was the Versailles Rift, and because of its existence, the wolf cavalry galloping through the steppe could not be put into the Cagli battlefield on a large scale.

Later, with the rise of Josh, his reputation forged by blood and slaughter completely replaced the Orcs' fear of the Versailles Rift, and became their new trench.

"Tell me about it. ā€

Rekfont said nonchalantly, as if it were just curiosity about the unknown story and not for some other reason.

But his heart is not as calm as he appears on the surface, since the other party is using this news to test, it means that he has guessed some of his secrets.

Reinhardt's calmness surprised Reinhardt, and he carefully examined the other party's expression, but still couldn't find any flaws in it.

He couldn't guess whether the other party really didn't care or was good at disguise, but one thing he knew was that his plan to "try to find out more secrets with ambiguous information" had failed.

"However, the information I have now is enough to pull him into the carriage of his fellow travelers!" Reinhardt said what he had learned, as he thought so, "I have collected most of the experiences of the Sasha Sword Saint and found something interesting. ā€

"The time of the rise of the Juggernaut of Saxia was just after the end of the 'Scarlet March', and the experience of the rise is so legendary that it is simply the natural protagonist of the knight's story. ā€

"So, what's your conclusion?"

Although he asked like this, Rykfengge knew that the other party already knew the inside story of Zohya's rise, and the reason why he told it in such a secret way was just to make himself messy and leak flaws, so that he could get more out of it.

"The Sword Saint of Zoxia is the temple, to be precise, it should be the Temple of Dawn, the replacement chosen after the failure of the 'Scarlet March' incident, and its purpose is - you!"

"You really spared no effort to let me go with you to fight against the Dawn Temple, I'm curious, what kind of grudge do you have with the Dawn Temple?"

The corners of Rykfeng's eyes unnaturally skimmed over his chest, and under his clothes, a hideous wound pierced his entire chest, if it weren't for his own means of saving his life, I am afraid that he would have died under the sword of Zohya.

"I should have asked you," Reinhardt smiled as he unveiled the temptation, "and if you're willing to tell me where you came from, I don't mind telling you my secret." ā€

"Where else can I come from, but it's just a poor orc who can't tolerate human society. ā€

"Orcs?"

Reinhardt looked each other up and down: "Look, it's not like that!"

"Of course, I still have a third of my elven blood. Rykfengg didn't even blink his eyes at the lie he didn't believe, but he never let go of the other party's temptation: "Hey, which elf race are you from? Maybe we're still brothers!"

"No, I'm quite confident in my parents' aesthetic. ā€

Reinhardt responded lightly, without revealing whether his elven bloodline came from his father or mother.

"Maybe it's a cousin?"

Rykfont perseveredly tentatively, there are many half-elves who have a grudge against the Temple of Dawn, and it is inevitable to guess the identity of the other party and understand the source of the other party's bloodline.

"Let's talk about Zohya. ā€

......

The temptation of you and me did not bring much gain to each other, but the two not only did not give up, but enjoyed it.

Sometimes, there is no gain but also a gain, and each other can make the most basic judgment about each other's quality, and that is the premise for them to decide whether to cooperate with each other.

"Tight-mouthed" means steady, and "don't talk about some true and false words" shows that the other party is not arrogant.

The most popular opponents are the impetuous and arrogant, the former is easy to be knocked out in the other party's temptation, and the latter will always be found by the enemy in the "true and false" news designed by themselves, and then be dissected clearly and clearly.

"Your idea is interesting," Rekfont praised, "very imaginative." ā€

"I'm telling the truth. ā€

Reinhardt ignored the gags, and seeing that he could not get any valuable information from them, he decided to tell all his assertions, leaving no room for the other party to maneuver, and tied him straight to his carriage against the Temple of Dawn.

The half-elf believed that Rykfengg would definitely be able to bring him enough help, after all, a person who could be hunted down and calculated by His Highness of Dawn with such great effort, even if it was just gold, was by no means as simple as it seemed on the surface.