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"You're a bodyguard? Haha big man, that's luck. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info I'm looking for a decent retinue, you can be my attendant. The tomboy Vera exaggerated the appearance of "you're cheap", and the chirping looked like a joke.

But William didn't have the slightest sense of joking, a heavy sense of oppression still surrounded him, slowly squeezing his will, and there seemed to be a voice in his subconscious that was constantly tempting William and inducing him to agree. However, this inspired William's instinctive will to resist, and his entire large vertebrae suddenly flipped like a python, and the green tendons under the skin burst like a bowstring, and he didn't want to slash Vera in front of him with a knife.

Tomboy Vera never thought that William would suddenly attack at this time, with William's physical strength at this time, a full blow is not a thousand pounds, even if it is done empty-handed, it is not a problem to open the monument and break the stone, although she has boundless divine power, but the body is a pure mortal body, even if the deliberately prepared ** physique is no matter how good, caught off guard, it suddenly suffered a big loss.

With a clear crack of broken bones, Vera's little head was tilted back almost ninety degrees, her face still maintaining the same playful look as before, and only a slightly surprised look in her eyes showed her inner surprise.

After a blow to the throat, William immediately sobered up, looking at the unlucky appearance of Vera who couldn't survive, he couldn't help but feel a little remorse and uneasiness in his heart, although he wondered that he would suddenly lose his mind and attack the other party just now, but "without any reason" he killed the "child" in front of him, but William was uneasy.

"Gurgle—cluck," Vera grabbed her shattered throat with both hands and tried to say something, but the terrible suffocation prevented her from saying anything, and the position of her head tilted up made it impossible for her to even stare at William. Vera was ruthless, twisted her neck with both hands, and there was a "click" sound, this obviously unusual tomboy actually turned his head over, but unfortunately his head drooped forward again after using too much force (embarrassment first).

Under William's shocked gaze, Vera finally straightened her head, and a pair of small hands scratched her throat a few times, and even her throat recovered. At this time, the tomboy's face became ugly, and she said angrily with a gloomy face: "Even I dare to fight, and it's still on my territory." Good, really good."

"However, this account is written down, and my proposal just now can also be considered and understood? I want you to be my attendant, do you agree or not?"

The girl in front of her was burning with a thought called "danger" in her eyes, and William, who was suspicious in her heart, was about to answer, when a voice behind her broke the star-to-eye situation between the two: "William, who are you talking to?" but Morgan, who had already finished talking to the paladin Allaha, was walking towards William's side at this time.

"Hey kid, who are you, how did you get into the Temple of Temorrah?" The paladin Allaha obviously didn't know the "tomboy" Vera either, probably suspecting that she was a thief or something, and couldn't help but come up and ask.

Vera wrinkled her nose and snorted, "Who you care who I am" and then said viciously to William: "Ho, your name is William, I remember you." I warn you, lovely William (but unfortunately that tone doesn't smell cute at all) you're going to be unlucky, and a lot of bad luck. ”

With that, Vera turned and left, and when she was gone, she turned back and smirked, "Unless you can convert one of Bensaba's [Messenger of Fortune], or kill a hundred attendants who believe in the goddess of doom." Of course, there is another easiest way, which is to kneel at my feet and kiss each of my toes hahaha" and then laughed wildly in front of the three people whose faces changed drastically, and when Vera left, William seemed to feel a gray air flow winding around her, blinking but thinking it was his own delusion.

Morgan and Paladin Allah's faces turned ugly, and Morgan asked with some trepidation, "William, what did you do to that kid just now?"

William, who looked depressed, said angrily: "What can I do here, that brainless girl actually wants me to be her attendant, really"

Before William could finish speaking, the paladin Allaha had already opened his mouth wide like a big catfish starved of water, and stammered: "Be her squire?

"How could I possibly agree to such an unreliable thing as a joke? William kicked his leg impatiently, turned his head and walked out.

Allaha dragged Morgan's arm and kept nagging, "He actually refused, he actually refused, Erik, did you hear that? He actually refused, oh my God, may Talos send down thunder and slash this shameful guy who doesn't know how to cherish the opportunity."

Morgan asked, a little worried, "Allaha, are you sure that kid is her?" ”

"Of course I'm sure that Bishop McCanna has communicated with Lady Smiling that she will be in this temple in the form of an incarnation for some time. I've been waiting here for more than half a month, and I can't imagine that I will fall short."

Morgan also said with a sad face, "It can't be so coincidental, can it? Damn, William is a passenger on my ship." ”

Alaha said in a deep voice: "Eric, you'd better stay away from that William in the future, otherwise you will definitely be unlucky." ”

Morgan asked in a trembling voice, "How unlucky can it be?"

Ahara smiled a little gloatingly: "Every day there is one fatal accident, two serious accidents, three minor accidents, you may choke on saliva, you may choke on eating, and you may be trampled to death by a dragon when you walk on the street, how unlucky can you be?"

Morgan couldn't help but pause, closed his mouth and said no more, but thoughts began to turn in his head. The two of them just came to the outside of the temple, but found William standing at the door looking up at the sky, only to hear William say "What a big bird", and Ahala, who was immersed in schadenfreude, stepped forward curiously and reached out to push William, and habitually asked, "What are you looking at?"

Not wanting William to dodge, the absent-minded paladin pushed into the air, and when he looked up, he happened to see a black thing the size of a human head smashed down on his face and fell straight to his face.

With a "snap", the paladin Allaha Camfus, dressed in bird droppings, stood motionless in place, and Morgan, who was also splashed with a little dirt next to him, also looked dumbfounded, only William, who was hiding far away, looked left and right with a look of "nothing to do with himself". With William's ear, the discussion between the two people behind his back had already been heard by him word for word, although William didn't believe it very much, but according to this world environment full of mysterious powers, in line with the purpose of "rather believe what it has than not believe it", he still kept enough caution.

Sure enough, as soon as he left the temple gate, William noticed a strange big bird hovering above his head, refusing to leave for a long time. So, the next scene was logical, but William couldn't help muttering in his heart: Could it be that he really provoked some perverted existence that he couldn't afford to offend?

But looking at the poor paladin who looked like a little hen who had been wheeled with rice by dozens of strong roosters and then rolled in the muddy water a few times, William was too embarrassed to ask.

The hapless Ahla trembled and muttered as she retched, "Vomit - I knew vomit - you can't get too close to him, and you will get sick - or you will be affected." "What a poor boy, Morgan, whose face was a little pale, carefully distanced himself from William and the Paladin, so as not to be implicated in his own misfortune.

After some blind tossing, the poor paladin finally found a place to take a cold shower, and after almost rubbing off a layer of his face, he blushed and changed into clean clothes again. It's just that Ahara still felt that there was a smell on his body that hadn't gone away, and he dragged Morgan, who had also changed his clothes, with a reluctant expression on his face, and kept asking, "Eric, help me smell it, do I still smell it?" ”

Morgan pulled back his arm vigorously, rubbed it on his robe, pinched his nose from a distance and said casually: "Don't worry, my old friend, you have already washed very clean, and if you wash it again, you will not even wash your face." No smell, no smell, that's just your delusion. ”

Allaha burst into a rage: "If the bastard doesn't smell, what kind of nose are you pinching? Damn me when I'm a fool" But he obviously didn't want to go to the trouble of the culprit, after all, it was too late to hide, so he could only vent his anger with his "old friend".

Morgan laughed while hiding from the angry Allaha: "Allaha, have you ever seen what kind of bird it is? haha, I hope it's not a long-term robin, otherwise hahahahaha"

The robin, a bird with a peculiar temperament, likes to hover in the sky, especially around a ground creature that it likes, and after hovering, it will pull a puddle of droppings over the other's head. Once the bird's droppings get on the body, its unique smell will linger on the victim for a long time, and it cannot be washed off, even with the best spices.

While the two men were frolicking, a thought suddenly came to Morgan, and he whispered in a sinister voice, "Allaha, my old friend, do you have any enemies in the city that you don't deal with? ”

Allaha said angrily, "Damn bastard, who do you think I am?—a despicable thief? You know, I'm a holy warrior, a respected holy warrior, how could I do such a shameless thing, but what you said is not unreasonable, it's just"

Morgan's face turned straight and asked with some regret, "Allaha, do you really want to give up your status as a holy warrior?"