"I also think the ambassador might have something in his head." Leonard nodded, his expression approving.

"Or maybe Lynn, the fact that you asked Ian to report it to the Night Church is hated by Terra......," Klein suggested a possibility, and then smiled again, "But that Mr. Baker Lang is probably a curly-haired baboon, no, curly-haired baboons are probably a little smarter than him." ”

"Poof......" Hearing the metaphor of the curly-haired baboon, Lynn couldn't help but laugh all of a sudden, "Hahaha, curly-haired baboon......"

Then Lynn sat down again, poured herself a cup of tea, and said:

"But this time the crisis has passed, but my scroll has also run out, and I have to do it again."

Hearing this, Klein and Leonard almost immediately remembered the previous battle, Lynn's glow full of money ability, and suddenly their expressions became subtle.

As a night watchman who is good at tactics and coordination, and has not cooperated too much with the mechanical heart of the Steam Church, neither Klein nor Leonard has ever seen such a local tyrant's fighting style before today, and it is basically a matter of smashing people with money.

But this is in line with the effect of cannon fire washing the floor that I have always wanted, but it is too extravagant...... Klein couldn't help but muttered in his heart.

Leonard couldn't help but speak: "So Lynn, you bought so many spiritual materials before just to make scrolls?" ”

"yes, it turns out I'm right, isn't it?" Lynn smiled and nodded.

"But...... Isn't the Voyeur path called Scroll Master in Sequence 6? Leonard asked almost subconsciously, in order to find the whereabouts of the angel who was suspected of being a voyeur, the church had opened up the relevant information of the voyeur's path to them.

But almost as soon as these words came out, Leonard reacted to something, and remedied: "Of course, if this involves your secret, you don't ask me." ”

"Well, then please allow me to keep it a secret!" Lynn said with a smile, completely deliberately bringing up this topic, he took a sip of black tea, and continued:

"But if you need it, I can also make some scrolls for you, for the sake of our friendship, in addition to the material fee, the manual fee can be discounted in half."

"For the sake of friendship, shouldn't the manual fee be free?" Klein complained in a joking tone, but his heart moved slightly.

Although he can't be as tyrant as Lynn, Klein really doesn't mind carrying a few more scrolls on his body for self-defense, which may come in handy at a critical moment.

"Of course, I want to give you free of handicraft, but I can't eat!" Lynn spread her hands and made a helpless gesture, "Who made me poor!" ”

"And what scrolls can you make Lynn?" Leonard asked curiously, pouring himself a cup of tea as he spoke, and didn't forget to add a cup to Klein.

"For example, the dragon power of the audience path, pacifying or something, or some healing skills, such as the pharmacist path ability, I'm not very good at making those scrolls that record offensive abilities, basically some auxiliary abilities." Lynn held her chin with one hand and introduced.

After a walk in the Demon Wolf Country, I played a lot of crazy Demon Wolves and the blessings of the Blood Clan, and Lynn's skill library has expanded a lot, although the high-end skills have not increased much, but the ordinary skills have increased a lot.

Because you can only make support skill scrolls, do you need bodyguards? But Lynn really has a lot of secrets, no wonder the angel folks pay attention to him.

Thinking like this, Crane said, "If I can, I'd like to customize a few healing power scrolls. ”

Both the soothsayer and the clown are properly crispy, so for the sake of his own life, Crane felt that he could have a few blood vials.

"No problem, I will write a list of the materials you need later, if it is the manual fee, after all, it is the first time, then I will give you an additional discount, just invite me to a meal!"

Lynn's OK gesture to Klein was also a blessing to Russell, and the meaning of this gesture was as widespread as all kinds of board games.

He didn't really care about the manual cost in the first place, and proposed that he be able to make scrolls just to further connect with Klein and Leonard.

Friends, that is, they must have emotional ties and interests, so that they can be more stable.

Then, Lynn looked at Leonard again and asked, "Poet, do you want to customize a few healing scrolls like Sherlock?" ”

……

At the same time that Lynn sells the scroll to the two night watchmen, a certain kingdom of God full of deep sleeping flowers-

The goddess of the night knew she was dreaming.

This is a very rare thing for Him, at their level, ordinary dreams are almost non-existent, especially since the authority of the Night Goddess also includes dreams, and she even dreams even less.

But He did have a dream today.

The Night Goddess dreamed of an extremely distant past, long before She had officially become Sequence 0.

The goddess of the night dreamed of a plan to change his fate, of a meeting with the dark angel Sasriel.

It's just that unlike in his memory, Sasriel in the dream didn't come alone during that meeting, and brought two born mythical creature cubs who were probably not born for a long time.

Of the two cubs, one of them was known to the goddess of the night, who was later the Angel of War beside the ancient sun god, also known as Medici of the Red Angel.

But a child, in dreams, is blurry, and the goddess of the night can neither see his appearance nor call out his name.

Even though Sasriel in the dream introduced him, he still didn't hear what the name was.

Hidden!

As a god with secret authority, the Goddess of the Night realized almost immediately that the child had been hidden, and that all of His messages had been erased and obscured by some force.

It's kind of interesting.

Thinking so, the goddess of the night continued to watch what was happening in the dream, and he saw that the hidden child had asked to touch his skull in the form of a demon, and that he had agreed to it.

On the night of the destruction of the Demon Wolf Kingdom, he met the child again, who was recklessly watching the battle and was almost seriously injured by Ormir.

The dream came to an abrupt end here, and Amanisis opened his eyes.

"Dreams? No, it's my memory......"

Amanisis sat up, the starry black skirt falling naturally, and he covered his head with one hand, lost in thought.

"It's not a false memory, it's a real ...... past"