Despite Alva's pleading, Gordon and the others stayed.

Maybe the relationship between those two people is not as close as they think.

The owl still has no expression and doesn't talk much.

After handing the perfectly peeled apple to Alva, who was lying in bed, she took out her hand towel, wiped the juice from her dagger and fingers, put it away again, and sat upright.

Everyone watched her methodical movements and fell silent.

The atmosphere in the room became a little oppressive.

After a brief silence, the brown-skinned and light-haired young woman spoke in a flat tone, "I'm here to visit the patient, not on a mission, why are you so nervous?" ”

The silver-edged four: "."

You're kidding, right? I can't laugh!

Gordon cleared his throat and said, "Miss Owl, I can call you that, right?" Excuse me."

"Lania." The young woman interrupted Gordon loudly, and after glancing at a few people, she continued, "This is my name, and when you are not on a mission, especially in public, please be sure not to mention the codename. ”

Gordon tugged at the corners of his mouth and smiled unnaturally, "Okay, Miss Lania, excuse me, I don't think I have anything to ask."

Hayatta rolled her eyes and picked up the topic, "Miss Lania, I heard from the pork chops that you were injured in the explosion?" Is the injury serious? ”

Lania shook her head slightly, "At that time, Mr. Alva blocked the explosion for me, so I was not injured, but I was stunned by the impact for a while. ”

"Oh roar?" Feng Ying looked at Alva narrowly, "So that's how the burns on your body came from?"

Very brave, very good! Brother Alva! ”

Alva shuddered, the apple in his hand fell off the bed, and he hurriedly picked it up, "Please, please don't make such a joke!"

It's just a protective act that exists in the human subconscious! It's like seeing something flying close in front of you, and subconsciously raising your hand to block it, it's a kind of conditioned reflex! ”

Feng Ying didn't bother to listen to this guy's nonsense, she looked at Lania, whose expression had not changed much, "So Miss Lania is because of her heart?" ”

"It's not." Rania denied it decisively, "Just out of gratitude." ”

"But. But entering the other men's rooms, sitting at the head of his bed, peeling apples for him or something," Feng Ying, who was keen to make trouble, tried to steal the concept.

"Miss Fengying." Lania stared at Feng Ying, her tone serious.

Facing the other party's serious tone, Feng Ying didn't have time to think, "Why can Dark Night call my name all at once?" "It's kind of a scary question.

Subconsciously straightened up and replied: "Yes!" ”

"I'm pretty sure that, at least for now, I have no affection for Mr. Alva, only a debt of gratitude for his sacrifice at that time.

It just so happened that I was on vacation for a few days, so I came to visit and express my gratitude. ”

"Uh, okay, I see."

The other party has denied it so seriously, and it seems a little out of place to joke about this matter again.

But I have to say that after Feng Ying's wave of gags, the stiff and embarrassing atmosphere before has softened a lot.

Gordon said with some emotion: "Miss Lania Owl gives people a different feeling than when we first met. ”

At the time, the night suspected that he had a connection with the Black Hawk, and kept an eye on him and the pork chop for several days, which was quite terrifying.

"I feel meow too." Pork Chop handed a banana to Alva and Lania, "Although it is still very serious, I always feel that Miss Lania's emotions are richer than before?" ”

Rania took the banana but didn't peel it to eat it, nor did she answer the question.

Anhill looked at the biology-related books stuffed on the desk on the shelves, and said casually: "I must have received some kind of special training to abandon emotions, so as to maintain absolute calm and rationality in the mission state."

Shooters will also have training, but the dark night approach can be much more extreme. ”

Lania remained silent, and Gordon thought it might be a sign of acquiescence.

The room fell silent again.

Hayatta sighed, admiring the guys' ability to talk to death.

"Is Rania also from the desert people?" She turned the conversation in a different direction.

"Yes." Lania nodded.

After answering yes, she habitually wanted to shut up, but after thinking about it, she still chose to continue the topic, "Are there also people from the desert people among Miss Hayata's friends?" ”

"Yes, Xianglan is from Barubare, and it told me about you, saying that you smell of desert."

Hearing Hayatta mention Xianglan, a slight smile appeared on Lania's face, "Miss Xianglan, her keen sense of smell is impressive. ”

The pig chop scratched his beard and said disdainfully: "Meow a desert meow, it must be recognized from your skin color and hair color, the desert ethnic characteristics are obvious." ”

Hayata's smile stiffened for a moment, "It seems that the complexion of the desert people does tend to be wheat-colored, and several hunters from the Great Desert we know are."

Pork Chop hugged his chest and shook his head, "But Miss Lania's complexion is really dark, and she is invisible when she is darker with the Swift Dragon armor." ”

“.”

Hayatta grinded her teeth and rubbed her cheek as she grabbed the pork chop.

Is this the mouth that talks to death over and over again?!

Declining Alva's father, Mr. Evan, an invitation to lunch, Gordon and his party walked out of Alva's house.

Rania was left alone.

She said she would talk to Alva until sunset as a token of appreciation.

It's a subtle way to say thank you.

In this regard, Rania's explanation is, "Mr. Alva is a very talkative person, and when he was on the volcanic island before, he partnered with Alva to spy on the giant halberd dragon, and he never stopped talking nonsense. ”

After listening to this explanation, Hayatta decisively pulled a few of his companions and said goodbye and left.

It's rude to stay any longer.

Considering that they would have to go to the Great Old Hall to be summoned by the Great Elder in the afternoon, they didn't wander around, and went directly to the Public Tavern, where they prepared to solve the lunch problem.

Finding a quieter table to sit down, they called the waiters and ordered their own food.

As soon as they ordered, a figure came to their table, sat down on their own, and called the waiter back to add a few dishes.

"Why are you again?" Anhill's brow furrowed.

Gail didn't bother to pay attention to him, and excitedly said to the others, "Have you heard?" ”

"What did you hear?" Gordon asked casually.

"Title, title!" Gale was a little excited.

"Oh, do you mean 'Gael of Nirvana'? It's already spreading, and it seems that they're pretty efficient. A vengeful smile appeared on Anhill's face, "It's worth it." ”

Gail froze, his eyes full of disbelief as he looked at Anhill.

In the past two days, she did hear someone shouting about herself, but she didn't think much about it, she just thought that her mantra was saying it frequently, and everyone was joking about it.

No? How can someone still pay someone to spread a nickname?!

"You're *** brainy?!" Gail rolled up his sleeves and stepped on Anhill's chair, "*** today, you and I *** are the only ones who can walk out of the tavern alive!" ”

Anhill sneered, "A tooth for a tooth." ”

Gail choked.

Of course she knew what the other party was referring to, although it wasn't intentional, but Anhill's nickname of "rich man" was, probably, probably, indeed passed from her

Confirming Gail's momentary weakness, Ansiel's fire also rose.

It turned out to be really you!

Seeing that the two were about to pinch each other, Gordon hurriedly pressed them back to their seats, "Okay, it's all joking nicknames, if you don't deliberately promote it, it will fade away soon."

Back to the point, Gail you just said the title, whose title? ”

Gail took a deep breath to adjust his emotions, and after glancing at Anhir viciously, he muttered, "It's Hayata."

Spread by the hunters who participated in the defense of the giant halberd dragon, it seems that the first to bring this up was Instructor Hilda or Instructor Altman? It may also be a master craftsman. ”

"So what exactly is the title?" Feng Ying hurriedly asked, she was in a hurry.

Halfata felt a little embarrassed, but secretly pricked up her ears.

"Hehehe, the source may be what I said at the time, ahem" The master approached with an umbrella.

He laughed and said, "I said, 'The red blade on the sword is extraordinary,' and then they spread.

It's the 'Red Blade', the Ayata of the Red Blade. ”

Happy July and a half! bushi

(End of chapter)