Nokia and Big Ivan are so famous that Cybertron can't seem to escape these two nightmares when he comes to the Otherworld—one of them is a bit of a joke, of course, but it seems that the reality is that he is willing to make a joke with Yan Sù as a bet.

Fortunately, there is nothing too much of a problem with the holy sword.

Surprised, Cybertron rushed over and hugged the two glowing children in his arms, and then ...... Fortunately, the people of Bourkeso are more powerful, and if they were replaced, they would have been scalded into water.

By the time the two children had calmed down, they had fallen asleep peacefully.

"Hansel!Gretel!...... Asleep?" Listening to the sound of the two children sleeping deeply, Cybertron was stunned for a moment—not caring about the scalding of his hands and arms, nor the burning of his upper body.

Gradually, he took the two bear children in his arms, carried them back to his room, and placed them on his bed.

"Huh......" Cybertron put the two children on the bed well, and then wiped the cold sweat on his head with peace of mind: "Storm Niang, can you please treat me now?"

"Uh...... You're a bit of a bad burn. Looking at Cybertron's body, Stormwind was surprised - she was even more surprised at what happened to the two children: "What did you do? Let these two children ......"

As she spoke, she clicked a few times with her right hand at the same time, drew a spell in the air and began to heal Cybertron.

"I don't know," Cybertron pouted, receiving the treatment of the other party's holy light made him feel good - he even thought that it would be nice if the other party was there when he assassinated Diablo, maybe he wouldn't have to die that time: "I must have written two words that should not have been written...... I thought the forbidden spell was just for fun, but I didn't expect it to be so big......"

"You...... Do you really know about the forbidden spell?"

At the end of the treatment, Cybertron's body was enveloped in holy light and immediately regained his health—Pandaragon asked incredulously, "And you know two more in an instant?" uh...... Big Ivan and Nokia?—— don't lie to me, there were only a few people in my empire who knew about the forbidden spell? Those things even had the knowledge to be above the Senate. Perennial occupation of the position of high priest, if you want to kill them, you have to be careful, before the epoch there was a prosperous ancient city in our empire that was completely destroyed by the forbidden curse."

Pandaragon touched Cybertron's cheek and pinched it, "Say, what did you become?"

"Tsk, it hurts, stinky bitch, I'm going to get angry if I pinch it again—— Cybertron himself has nothing to say, "I'll explain what just happened when I have time...... Bizarre things...... By the way, Milli Love—"

"What's the matter?"

"Even if the baptism of these two holy swords is over, I don't think it's possible. Cybertron shook his head slowly, "I will compose the birthday music for the Patriarch, and at the same time I will compose the knightly music for His Majesty the King." It's simple – but before that......"

“？”

"This woman has traveled to Europe, I told you a long time ago that I hope you haven't forgotten it, I can't come back for a year and a half, I need a new assistant, this is one of them. Cybertron held up two fingers and said, "There are two things, the other is whether you can help, I always feel that someone is hurting me." ”

"There's no problem with this, I'm here to help you-"

— On the other hand, far away in Canaphon—

The army began to assemble in secret, and salaries began to rise. Some people noticed that the atmosphere seemed to have changed differently. Mrs. Alice Fell conceived the construction of twelve factories in the mineral-rich hills of the western part of the Vierce, eleven of which were related to the armament industry. The dwarves in the abyss are hired with high salaries to build weapons day and night. Some of the young men who had come to the Vierva region were selected to become new soldiers, and the old and new soldiers of Caernarfon began to assemble at the many dangerous passes on the Viervaon border.

It was a strange move, and one that started to make people feel uneasy.

"Madam, I can't help but be anxious about this matter. The patriarchs of the family persuaded Alice Field, and on the day of the decision to start construction, they also wanted to persuade each other: "If you build a military factory like this, the south will react......

"It's better to let them react, so that they don't be unscrupulous. ”

"But will your actions affect ...... The interests of the family?"

"The mountainous areas in the west are just being developed, and the people here will be richer because of the factories in the future – what's the problem?"

Alice Phil seemed to outsiders to be more and more arbitrary.

Because she was in a hurry.

On August 1st, she went to Fran's Shiyàn Room in person, inspected the mage school that Cybertron had left her, and was disappointed that the pace of training mages was too slow. The scale is not too big either. On the other hand, the creation of the golem was quite interesting to her, although the future development space could not be compared with the real mage, but Alice Phil did not intend to put her lifeblood on the forbidden spells of several mages. On the contrary, these mass-produced golems are very much in line with her taste...... Although the time is not short, and the number is not much. But it's better to be secure and faster—

With a wave of his hand and throwing away some pocket money that he usually didn't need, Fran was instantly stunned by the original Francis family's half-year income - 100,000 gold coins. After patting her chest and promising to study the crazy large-caliber Golem Niang, Alice Phil still felt that time was too tight-

He didn't know that his husband was working the Fa Ye who was abandoned by her.

——This book is the first time that Fa Ye is described positively——

In order to open Cybertron's eyes, by the way, he also asked him not to despise the Faye so much. As a Burkeso, you are qualified to despise the mage, but other classes and races are very sore against this group of mages who are skilled in using spells.

This master was a friend of Pandaragon.

In addition to the deserted suburbs, a short walk along the River Tay – sunshine, river and meadows – there is a small DC beach that is narrow enough to walk across the river. There are so many places like Landun. The expanse of the sky, the distance from the noisy and smoky cities of all times—this is probably the most secluded area around Landun, as the rest of the city, even though it is outside the city, has been encroached upon by farmland or encroached upon by new towns.

But after walking a little different, Cybertron felt like a soul in hell, and a disgusting hellfire was spewing out in front of him—no real damage, but it was uncomfortable here—and there was a dilapidated haunted mansion in front of it. Surrounded by an iron fence, the semicircular arch has a lock, which looks like it has not been opened for a long time or even oxidized.

"Well, that's where my friend lives. Pandaragon said with a smile, pointing to the fence gate that was firmly locked by a large lock carved with a sheep's head.

“...... Surely not a good friend, right?" Cybertron looked at the rusty door lock and said, "I came here at your invitation, but it looks like ...... The people here don't seem to be very hospitable. ”

"Of course, he must not be hospitable, and some of the guests were stewed by him. ”

"Oh...... That's really hospitality. If the hosts are like him, I guess the guests will also abide by the minimum etiquette, right?" Cybertron nodded, looking up at the haunted house in front of him, "I really didn't know you had friends. ”

"Tut-tut, man. Shaking his finger in front of Cybertron, Pandaragon said with a look of disdain: "Since my time, men have wanted women to be brutes, preferably just to play a specific role in the book. It's better for a woman not to have social intersections and not know anyone, just go home every day to wash clothes, cook and take care of her family - my mother has lived for 3,000 years, it's not too much to know a few people, right?"

“...... It's not an exaggeration, what are you blowing up?" Cybertron comforted the other party and came to the door: "I have never stopped you, except that you remember to mingle with prostitutes less in the future, who is it if you are sick?"

"Ahem, ahem...... It's a hobby, and maybe I'll bring you a few to try it out sometime. ”

"Don't talk nonsense, I'll believe you—who's living in here? What am I doing here? I've already felt the mental pollution before I even get there. ”

"Oh...... Cut. With a delicate snort from his small nose, Pandaragon walked up to Cybertron: "There's a pre-cataclysmic warlock living here, and of course he doesn't like a Bourkeso like you. Because...... It's troublesome for him to kill you, but it's easy for you to kill him. ”

"Tsk, all the mages have this affection for me—the warlock before the cataclysm...... Who?"

"I also know your ancestors, and it is said that I know you. It was only after the cataclysm that he began to become silent, and it is said that he was shocked by the scene of the cataclysm, and for the first time he felt a sense of awe for the world. Since then, there have been more 'authentic'. ”

"How?"

"You'll know if you've seen it, this time he also happens to be in Landun, so I'll take you to the card to see. Pandaragon laughed, kicked the door hard, and shouted at the "haunted house", "Old immortal stinky bones!

“...... Are you sure he's your friend?" Cybertron looked at.

"It's a friend, anyway, he didn't kill me in many ways, and I didn't bother to talk to him, so I met him after coming and going. Pandaragon replied, and then continued to kick the door: "Open the door, open the door, don't hide inside, I know you're at home! Guldan! Dog, egg, you have the ability to snatch the corpse, you have the ability to open the door!"