Silent Forest, wearing a miniature version of the adventurer's cloak, in both hands, each holding a dagger with a cold light jumped between the trees with slight squints, judging from her slightly suspicious expression, obviously, it was not really tired of killing those monsters just now, but what happened, and this thing is, Denisha felt that someone was calling her, there was no sound, it was a feeling, in the dark, there seemed to be something guiding her, making her move in a certain direction, and what was even more strange was that when this feeling appeared, she actually had a feeling that she didn't want her parents to know, just like the secret of strength amplification, this seems to be a kind of caution after coming out of the mother's womb, so she will tell a little lie and move in that direction.

In the forest, Warcraft and beasts are rampant, but in front of Denisha, who is born with the power of a middle-level knight, it is not too much to see, as long as she is careful not to annoy some Warcraft lords hidden in the depths of the dense forest, this leafy forest can even be regarded as her back garden, not to mention Dinessa's other ability, that is, she seems to have a very close relationship with plants by nature, if she wants, she can even feel the joys and sorrows of plants, and she can perfectly integrate with nature, and in case of any danger, as long as she hides in the jungle, basically no one will be able to catch her, obviously, this is also Dinisha's previous life, ArthurAnother ability that Pendria left her, the Heart of Nature!

Therefore, with this ability, and at the same time summoned by that strange feeling, Denisha has already opened the Heart of Nature along the way, hoping to find some clues. But it's a pity that running all the way, and even because of the shackles of her own body, Denisha who was slightly wheezing didn't receive anything, so Denisa, who was a little inexperienced, was still a little bottomless in her heart at the moment, but the only thing that made her persist was that. The strange feeling grew stronger and stronger, as if you could see it as long as you ran some distance ahead.

"Huh!" After all, some childlike Denisha had a handsome look like she had to split a leaf that fell in mid-air in two, and then lurked in the shadows like an assassin, because. Not far away, there was a middle-aged man in a strange robe, who was boiling broth over a bonfire, far away, the aroma was fragrant, and Denisha who was a little hungry couldn't help but swallow her saliva, although it was a little far away. She couldn't see the man's face clearly, but Denisha could be sure that the feeling was coming from the man's body, and she lurked to see what was going on.

Naturally, this person is Don Quixote, for some reason, he does not want to disturb the peace of this family because of his appearance, after all, with his current strength and status. It is impossible for this couple not to know themselves, after all, the Char Empire is under his rule, whether it is missionary or satellite TV, it is the largest number of countries, especially after the curse of Char Donghai dissipates, the people here are gradually beginning to have faith, so. Don Quixote also had to work very hard for this uncultivated virgin land, so he lured Dinisha into the depths of the jungle through a small secret technique. Like a monster with a lollipop in his hand, though he would never do anything to Denisha that would be a monster.

"Are you hungry, come and eat together?" Hidden for a long time, Denisha was about to get closer to see more clearly, a sound in her ears made her swoop out of the bushes like a fried little rooster, at the same time, the dagger in her left hand instinctively stabbed in the direction of the sound, unfortunately there was nothing there, Don Quixote just used a small trick to pierce his voice through, although it was not clear what happened, but Dinisha knew, ten likely** He had already been discovered, and this person seemed to be a legendary mage, and his clever little brain quickly analyzed that if this mysterious, good-sounding man wanted to kill him, he would probably have died a long time ago.

"Hmmm!h Did you summon me here? You're a mage?"

The slightly milky voice, not to the stage of voice change, and there is no way to distinguish between men and women, but it sounds good, like an angel, and to get up, for strangers, this is probably the most Denisha has said in her life.

"Introduce yourself," Don Quixote clapped his hands, put down the spoon in his hand, turned around, and half-knelt in front of Denissa, and kissed the little hand with some wheat skin in a carefree manner, "My name is Iggy, Eaglet Bydman, I summoned you here, and I am a powerful mage. ”

Because Don Quixote is half-kneeling on the ground, the height difference between the two people is not very high, Denisha only needs to raise her head slightly to be able to see the face of the man holding her hand, for a moment, Dinisha seems to see a lot of pictures flashing in front of her eyes, but when she wants to look carefully, she finds that there is nothing at all, and then, tears flow uncontrollably.

"I'm sorry, sir, I've been born with this tear-loving problem, and I don't know why," Gently withdrawing her hand, Denisha wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and it could be seen from her words that this was true, because Denisha didn't have any mood swings at all at this time.

"There is no trace of the past," Don Quixote pulled out a tissue and handed it to Denissa, muttering to himself that apart from the fragment of his soul, Denisha and Arthur Pendria were no longer alone. Inexplicably, Don Quixote seems to think that this woman is the same as the woman in a story he liked in his previous life, that woman is called Kikyo, and although she looks the same in her afterlife, she is already two people.

"Good fragrant paper," I don't know why, Denisha, who has always cherished words like gold and has a strong wariness of any stranger, discovered. I don't have those feelings at all in front of this weird uncle, a natural sense of closeness.

"If you like, I have a lot of them here, come on, sit on that wooden pier, I know you must have a lot of questions, talk while eating. ”

"Oh. ”

A bowl of fragrant broth. A golden roast of meat, and fluffy wheat bread, Denisha swore that it was probably the best food she had ever eaten in her life, and compared to her father's terrible cooking, the uncle in front of her could be called the god of food, "Uncle Mage." Dinisha, who had food wrapped in her mouth, said vaguely, "Did you seduce me here, what's the matter?"

"It's guidance, not seduction," Don Quixote, who was holding a spoon in his hand, gently tapped Denisha on the forehead, "Don't use these two words indiscriminately." ”

"Oh. ”

"I'm a traveler, I like to go wherever I'm remote, and when I passed by Char this time, I saw you, a two-and-a-half-year-old child, training alone. It is unbelievable that he has the strength of a mid-level knight. ”

"So what?" Denisa, who was carefully drinking the broth with a bowl in both hands, had an emotion called excitement flashing in her eyes, obviously, she herself knew that without a good teacher, no matter how talented she was, it would be difficult to improve too much, after all, there were many things. She didn't know how to do it.

"I've become interested in you, and I want to make a deal with you," said Don Quixote, customarily lighting a cigarette. Although Dinisha is a child, but the strength is there, and the harm of second-hand smoke to her is zero, "You let me study why there is such an incredible situation, and I will pay to make you stronger, and you will not be restricted by inexperience and no teacher to teach you, what do you think?"

"I promise you. ”

"Don't think about it, or ask your parents?"

Denisha shook her head slightly, "If you were a villain, I'm afraid I wouldn't have any ability to resist, and if you wanted my parents to know, they wouldn't lure me here." ”

"In that case, then it is decided," Don Quixote put the spoon back in the pot and held out his finger, "pull the hook, don't lie." ”

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Late at night, Faeron's huge moon hung in the sky, and Denisha's bedroom could be seen, usually at this time, she had already fallen asleep tiredly, but today, somehow, the young Dinisha had insomnia, in fact, since she agreed with Don Quixote and left there, the whole person's state was a little wrong, as if she was wrapped in some inexplicable emotion, especially the pictures that flashed when she first met Don Quixote, Denisha always felt as if she had forgotten some very important things。

"Ah~~" I don't know how long I thought about it, after all, I still couldn't bear the instinct of my body, after wrapping myself in the quilt, Dinisha fell asleep, and in her sleep, two lines of tears flowed down, she seemed to remember something, and it seemed that it was just a dream

Deep in the dense forest, in half a month, Don Quixote built a small villa, as well as an underground base that is not too big, obviously, this is the place where he intends to cultivate Denisa, after all, he can't take Dinisha away in a grand manner, and Denisha is not willing to leave his parents, so, after the two of them discussed, they used Dinisha's fixed time to hike and exercise physical strength every day to conduct secret training, and today, it is the first day after the base is successfully established, however, although it is said to be a base, but in fact, there are not too many strange settings, after all, with Don Quixote's cultivation today, just point out Denisha casually, it is enough for her to be used for a lifetime, and foreign objects are even more disdainful.

"Lie here, before I can improve your cultivation, I need to conduct a thorough examination of you to determine which direction you are suitable to take," Don Quixote said, pointing to a strange metal pod filled with earthly winds, "Of course, by the way, to fulfill my purpose, why, you are only two years old, you have such great strength, and such a precocious mind." ”

"Got it, Uncle Bedman," Dinisha jumped into the metal pod, holding the beautiful rag doll that Don Quixote had just given her, but just as Don Quixote was about to close the lid, she suddenly sat up again, "By the way, uncle, I have a secret, and I know it for now, and I think it would be better to tell you about it." ”

"Secret?" Don Quixote, who was sitting next to the instrument, glanced at Denisha suspiciously, "Are you actually a boy?"

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