"Long time no see," said Don Quixote, who stood before Arthur Pendri, a woman who looked a little haggard and had some scarlet eyes.

"Long time no see," said Arthur Pendri, his voice sounding hoarse, giving the impression that he had been crying secretly for a long time.

"How did she die?" Without much exchange, Don Quixote turned around and put his hand on the crystal coffin, the feeling of his hand was cold, obviously a spell that maintained a constant temperature, and Lia inside still looked like she was just asleep, although she might never feel the world again.

"Sick to death, Uncle Merlin and the priest of the Temple of Life have examined her body, there seem to be a lot of bumps in her body, some can only be perceived by spiritual energy, and the larger ones can even be found with the naked eye, the priest said that this disease can only be cured in recent years, and the mortality rate is very high, even with the physique of a half-elf, it can't help but swallow these strange bumps. ”

"Did you leave any last words?"

Arthur Pendley nodded and took out a piece of parchment from her arms, "She has been traveling abroad for the past few years, and a few days ago she felt that she couldn't do it anymore, so she first entrusted a mercenary group to send her back, but unfortunately by the time the mercenary group passed, she was already dead." ”

Don Quixote took the parchment, and to be honest, he had never seen Riah's handwriting, so he couldn't tell if it was written by Lia, "I'm in bad health, I've hired a mercenary group, sister, Uncle Merlin, don't be sad if I can't go back alive - Arthur Leah." ”

With a faint breath, Don Quixote returned the parchment to Penderi, "Anything else?"

Arthur Pendley took out a thick, worn-out codex from the spatial ring, "This spatial ring is also hers, I found it in it." ”

Don Quixote took the codex and flipped through it, and naturally the last one written on the night of February 1 also came into view, and the blood on it had become a little blackened by the effect of time, and it is conceivable that when she wrote this note, her body had reached its limit.

"A woman's revenge" saw this, Don Quixote couldn't help laughing, of course, this is helplessness, but also mocking himself, obviously he has always regarded Lia as a little girl, thinking that her so-called first love for himself is just a dispensable thing.

Don Quixote uses the thinking of the earth to think that a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl will know what it is** , Even if it is a direct refusal, for her, it is just a wound that will be buried by time in a short time, and sooner or later it will be forgotten, but he ignored that this is no longer the earth, but the world of Ferron, elves, half-elves will not easily fall in love with a person, but once they like it, it will be a lifetime Since this sentence can be famous in the world of Ferron, it is not a casual talk, now, this book, and the corpse lying there have given Don Quixote a heavy lesson.

"You don't have to be too sad, life and death are fate, there are some things that are beyond the reach of man," Don Quixote gently placed the codex on the crystal coffin, turned to look at Arthur Pendri, and said as he reached out and lightly scratched Arthur Pendri's face with the outside of his finger.

Seeing this, Don Quixote smiled slightly, and his hand slid down her cheek to her neck, holding her neck and half of her face with the whole hand, but his little thumb did not seem to close tightly, but slightly parted a little, touching the end of her neck, which was near her collarbone.

Of course, Arthur Penderi, who lowered his head slightly and blushed a little, didn't seem to react to this, but Don Quixote didn't touch what he imagined, such as the necklace, of course, this is also normal, as smart as her, it is impossible to leave such a big flaw, thinking of this Don Quixote sighed, and said faintly, "You know what?"

The man's voice sounded in some silent mourning halls, although calm, but with a hint of hatred, "Don't say give you five years, even if you give you fifty years, you can only learn the likeness, the soul is the most amazing thing in the world, you can destroy it, but you can't become it, because every person, every soul is unique." ”

"Hey," hearing Don Quixote's words, Arthur Pendri's whole aura also changed, the trace of sadness on his face had long been gone, and even his eyes, which were originally red because of **, became extremely clear, obviously everything before was pretended, "Not really." ”

"Oh?" Don Quixote put his other hand on Arthur Pendri's shoulder, grabbing her shoulder blade to be exact, a kind of visceral anger, and even wanted to eat the person in front of him, "Do you have a way?"

"Of course, everyone has their own secrets, doesn't they?" said Arthur Pendri, chuckling a few times, not caring at all about her tightly locked shoulders, and even making a creaking and rubbing sound, "It's a pity that I couldn't get her soul, otherwise, I wouldn't have to wait five years, as for Leah, I never intended to kill her, you are too sensitive, if this little girl dies, I'm afraid it's useless for me to pretend to be like her." ”

"I've been fighting with you for so many years, but I didn't expect it at all. ”

"What?"

"You're a woman. ”

"Hehe," Arthur Pendrey chuckled a few times, and glanced around, whether it was Merlin, or the Elven Queen, or even Rommel, who had already appeared in the mourning hall, vaguely enveloping herself in it, "Not necessarily, maybe I'm really a man?"

"That's a little disgusting to me," Don Quixote frowned, "but it doesn't matter, you're destined to die here today." ”

"May I ask how you found out? I asked myself how I had been learning everything about her wholeheartedly for the past five years. ”

"She won't," said Don Quixote, word for word, "and let me touch her in the presence of a third person besides the two of us." ”

"It's a pity, if I can completely invade her soul, maybe I will be able to find this, and in her memory, she still likes to be touched by you. ”

"Total invasion?" Don Quixote narrowed his eyes slightly when the word Arthur Pandrier mentioned for the second time, and lifted her whole body with Arthur Pendri's collar in both hands, "She's not dead, where did you hide Pendri, and Leah's soul, is it also in your hands?"

"You're going to be gentle with me, kill me, and you'll never know where she is. ”

"When you die, I can also know it from your soul!" Don Quixote's voice seemed to be a signal, almost among colleagues, two true gods appeared in this mourning hall, one of them was naturally the sun god Apollo Ding, who was not as tall as Don Quixote's daughter, and the other was Hera, the goddess of nature, "However, you should also feel honored, I think you are also the first person to be killed by two great true gods in ancient times." With that, Don Quixote let go of Arthur Pendri, and did not seem afraid that she would run away again.

"I've seen two great gods," Don Quixote didn't say that he had seen the sun god or the goddess of nature, or the other way around, after all, the true gods were still very sensitive to the order of their ranking, and it was naturally impossible for Don Quixote to make such a low-level mistake with his care.

Of course, whether it is the sun god or the goddess of nature, they just glanced at Don Quixote and did not reply, after all, not every true god has such a good temper, or so approachable, "It's you, you want a ** true god?" looks a little similar to the goddess of years, but the goddess of nature, who is obviously colder, took the lead in speaking, with infinite contempt in her words.

"Why talk nonsense?" Apollo Ding was even more irritable, and with a slight wave of his hand, the entire space was shrouded in a faint layer of gold, "The last time you let you run away, this time you won't have that chance!"

A ray of light like a laser that was straighter but more dazzling than the sun's rays pierced Arthur Pendri, who seemed to have given up his resistance, but Don Quixote, who was standing in front of Char Jean and Kyle, felt that something was wrong, because it all seemed too simple, that is, the Buddha did not appear.

Sure enough,**Arthur Pendrey, who should have been turned back to the most basic basic element by this light, was still standing there, with a glimmer of golden light flashing around him, "To be honest, before I was completely able to disguise myself as that woman, I also had doubts about my acting skills, so I used a secret technique, I think you must have the impression that it can turn a monster** kind of alchemy, so this body is hers, not hers, and I, too, is just a fragment of the soul, and soon, this fragment of the soul will be burned to the ground. ”

"So," Arthur Pendrey, looking down at the hollow in his chest, "let the two true gods run away in vain, and I am deeply ashamed" Before Pendri's words were finished, the whole soul and body were reduced to ashes, and disappeared without a trace.

"Lady Goddess," Yulia, as Hera's chosen one, walked up to her and knelt down, "I beg the Lady to help your chosen people find my daughter Pendri." ”

Obviously, that "fake" Arthur Pandrier had already prepared, and directly through the power of the Buddha, he spontaneously ignited his soul, and there was no way to read the memory, and he couldn't find out where the real Arthur Pandrey was, after all, the world of Ferron is so big, if you hide a person in a random place, you can't find it even if you die.

"Just a bug," Hera's tone was still with a hint of contempt, and she didn't agree to her because her voters knelt down, and she didn't even look down at her voters, "If you're dead, you're dead," and then turned around and was about to leave, obviously being tricked by this person, Hera was also angry, where would she want to stay here any longer.

"Drink~~Phew!" A mouthful of thick phlegm flew towards Hera, the goddess of nature, and happened to land on her somewhat wide clothes, she never thought that anyone here would dare to do this to her, and actually use the most disgusting thick phlegm in the world!

The whole scene was quiet, whether it was Master Merlin, who had seen two true gods in his lifetime, he was stunned, or Yulia who was kneeling there, and of course, those noble ministers who were almost in a state of confusion since the appearance of the true gods, even the sun god Apollo Ding was a little dumbfounded, and couldn't help but look up at this guy who stood there without a trace of fear, with a hint of playfulness and curiosity in his eyes, obviously, from ancient times to the present, maybe this is the first guy who dares to spit on the true god.

Of course, the most calm in the whole mourning hall is Don Quixote's family, obviously whether it is Kyle or Char Jean, they all know that their husband is the chosen person of death, with such a strong backing, naturally there is nothing to fear, but these two women are still a little chilled by Don Quixote's move, after all, this is not like the surname of the husband they know, because a word offends a true god, obviously this Pendry has a high status in Don Quixote's heart, and even Char Jean can't help but give birth to thoughts such as whether he will do it for himself.

"You are looking for death!" A trace of anger flashed on Hera's indifferent face, and she raised her hand to kill Don Quixote, the initiator of this spitting, although the true god can't just shoot at humans, but the premise is that people go to find their own death, like Don Quixote, even if Hera is killed first, the World Tree will not say anything, as soon as the words fell, a green light rushed straight towards Don Quixote.

"Humble electorate," a colder, even deadly voice spread throughout the mourning hall, and even spread farther away, and Britain, which was already very cold, seemed to have dropped a few degrees, and then Osiris, armed with a sickle and wearing the familiar black cloak, appeared in front of Don Quixote, and casually dispersed the green light, "What is the matter with me?" (To be continued.) )