"Seriously, you're a lot like my husband. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" said the High Priest sadly, tears rolling down again.

"Your husband, he ......," Darla asked cautiously.

"It's been a long time since he's been away from the Soul Eater Forest, and I haven't seen him in years," the High Priest said, calming his emotions for a moment, before he continued, "I thought I would be able to forget about him after so many years of peaceful life, but when you appeared, I realized that I had never stopped thinking about him. ”

"Your husband, why did he leave here?" asked Darrah.

"He doesn't want to be trapped in a dark forest for the rest of his life, although our ancient capital is clear all year round, but in fact it is all an illusory sky, an illusion intertwined with enchantments, and above this pure 'sky' and 'moonlight', there are still large intertwined branches and impermeable leaves. The High Priest said.

"I see......," Dara said, involuntarily looking at the moonlight outside the window.

"If you were to stay in such a forest for the rest of your life, would you be willing?" the high priest asked suddenly.

Dara was stunned, then instinctively shook her head.

"That's it......" said the High Priest quietly, tears beginning to roll in his eyes again.

"Then why don't you go to him?" said Darla.

"Once the woman in the Soul Eater Forest leaves, she will lose her spiritual power to protect herself and become the most ordinary woman. Even I, as a high priest, are no exception. The high priest replied, and sure enough, he calmed down again, "There were once some girls who chose to leave, but then most of them regretted it, and if they wanted to return to the Soul Eater Forest, they had to accept the capital punishment of ten thousand insects before they could atone for their sins and regain their spiritual power, and many of them died in pain without being punished." Those who survived by luck also became unrecognizable, and in the end they could only keep vigil in the lighthouse in the forest but survived. ”

"This ...... It's cruel. Dara said.

The High Priest nodded and said, "This is the fate of the women of our Soul Devouring Forest who are born with us, and no one can get rid of it. The only way to spend your life in the forest is to stay in the forest for the rest of your life. ”

"Isn't there a woman who has left who never regrets leaving?" asked Darrah.

"Yes," the High Priest said faintly, "it's just that we're in the Soul Eater Forest, and we rarely hear from the outside world. ”

Darla sighed, not knowing what to say.

"After talking for so long, I haven't told you my name yet," the High Priest said with a smile as he raised his hand to brush his hair, "My name is 'Arestin,' and I was rude just now." ”

"Ah, it's all right," Dara said busily, "I understand. Are you feeling better now?"

"Well, after talking to you, I feel much better. Arestin said.

"So, the 'Armor of Kings' ......," Darla asked tentatively.

"I'll give it to you tomorrow, but you have to promise me one condition. Arestin said.

"What conditions?" asked Darrah.

"I want you to pretend to be my husband and stay with me for three days. Just three days. Arestin said.

"Well, that's not good. Dara said.

"Why?" asked Arestin.

"I'm not your husband at all!" said Darla, but she thought to herself: High Priest, please spare me, I have brought three beautiful women along the way, I dare to pretend that your husband will accompany you for three days, Miyali must ...... Thinking of this, Dara shuddered, hurriedly reached out to hold the doorknob, pointed out the door, and said, "It's really not early, you, you better go back and rest first." Being seen really doesn't affect you or me well......"

"I've said it all, no one will see it. Arestin said stubbornly, and instead walked over to Dara's bed and sat down.

What do you mean?

Darla said, "If you like this room, then I'll go out for a walk." ”

As he spoke, he turned around and walked out.

"Stop!" commanded the High Priest, "if you dare to take a step further, your three beautiful companions will not see the sun tomorrow morning, not even a false one." ”

"What did you say?" Dara was startled, and turned to look at the high priest in front of him, who was already showing a cold light at this time, and the weak woman who was crying over her husband's departure just now was almost the same as the weak woman who was crying over her husband's departure.

"I think I've made it clear," said High Priest Aristein coldly, "that I am not asking too much, but that you will pretend that my husband is with me for three days. The 'Armor of the King' is a treasure that has been guarded by our Soul Devouring Forest for generations, and it has never left here, and if you want to take such a precious treasure, but you are not willing to pay at all, it is inevitable that you are too greedy." ”

"But I'm not your husband at all, I just look like him, I don't know him, I don't know him, how can I pretend to be him?" said Darrah.

"Come here," High Priest Arestine stretched out his hand and patted the edge of the bed, "sit down, and I will tell you slowly what you will be doing with me for these three days." ”

Dara froze in place, motionless, and said, "If you really refuse to give it, forget it, we'll leave tomorrow." ”

Aristin carefully looked at Darla's expression, and said after a while: "This lie is really not clever, you have come here thousands of miles away, aren't you just for the 'King's Armor'? ”

"I really wanted it, but I didn't want to betray my feelings just to get it. Dara said.

"So, do you have someone you like?" asked Arestin.

Darla nodded.

"Let me guess, it's that alien beauty, the elven mage?" asked Aristin again.

Darla nodded again.

"What about the other two? I can see that they are both dead set on you, too. Arestin said.

"Amavrey is a devout priest, she's also the archbishop of our Sun Temple in the City of Morning Light, and as for Jenny, she's my sister. Dara said.

"Then they are very important people to you, think about it again, don't reject me so quickly, otherwise you may never see them again. For, without our human guidance, you could at any time fall into a completely unoverlapping otherworldly space, and never see each other. Like, my husband and I, the pain of separation, I don't think you're willing to try. Arestin said.

"If you really love your own husband," Dara said coldly, "you will understand that there is no substitute for him in this world." (To be continued.) )