There was a bit of a gambling element to this, and Brutus still had one last bit of luck in his heart, what if this damn nemesis didn't know where my soul core was?

He was disappointed.

Wren pointed to the northwest: "Here we have crossed two mountains, and on the top of that hill like an eagle's beak, following the reflection of the eagle's beak from the first rays of the morning sun, you can find a cave, and his life box is there." Of course, he must have left some guards. ”

As soon as these words came out, Brutus was really desperate: "You, you, how the hell do you know?" ”

Hehe! The soul of this world is visible, and if the soul also belongs to a kind of visible light, then the spectrometer in my system has something to say!

Well, only the dead can keep secrets...... Ahh I tell you, don't all the immortals in the world know?

In the end, what fell on the face of the phantom avatar of Rayne was an extremely underscowling smile: "Guess! ”

This smile did not arouse Brutus's unwillingness, but a kind of relief and relief: "I knew that it would not be a good thing to be a guy who could be a [Lich Buster]. ”

Archduchess Sophia was a little hesitant at this time: "I don't know if Your Excellency can do Marino another favor......"

Before she finished speaking, Wren was categorical: "Can't!" ”

Subtext: That's another price, and you can't afford it.

"......" For a moment, she wanted to sulk, isn't the face of this grand duke worthless?

On second thought, it was normal for people not to help her make up for the last stab of the lich.

The Lich's treasures are tempting, but they can also mean trouble.

The point is that the poor and white Duchy of Marino has been unable to find anything enough to impress the Grand Master of Tesla.

No, looking at the other party's clear eyes, the other party never seemed to care about her pink envelope?

Sophia suddenly remembered the rumor that King Cervantes had offered the royal treasury before, but the archmage had only taken an inconspicuous gadget.

Sophia thought she understood everything: the archmage didn't care about treasures and beautiful women. What people want is a style, an attitude - I am worth this, I can not take what you offer, but you can't not give it.

From beginning to end, there is only one thing that people care about called "fame".

With fame (legendary), he was able to recruit a wide range of disciples, and he was better able to spread his magical theories.

Alas!

I still boast that I am beautiful and moving, and I have won the action of the legendary archmage himself, so it turns out that I am just a step.

However, my relatives and friends survived, and my people survived.

This step, I did it willingly.

The thought of this made Sophia completely relieved.

She took a light half step back on her right foot, and even though she was wearing armor, she still performed a very standard ladylike ceremony.

"Sorry! Your Excellency, Archmage, I have to make inches. I'll ask the strong to deal with Brutus's life box in addition. As for the reward agreed with the archmage...... Now that the city is too chaotic, it is better for you to rest for a day, and then I will invite you for a drink alone late tonight. ”

Ouch, the big nobles speak in a crepe.

For example, if a king does not like another king, he may ask the other person to hunt. Do you think you're really hunting? That's beating people's armies like prey.

Putting it here, what to have a drink is all pretext, focusing on the words "late night" and "alone".

As soon as Sophia finished speaking, the knights and adventurers who had followed her all the way to the present were a little upset on the spot. A silent commotion spread through the crowd.

But what can they do?

Without the sacrifice of the Grand Duchess, they would have perished long ago.

So, even if they were a little reluctant, they still acquiesced to what was about to happen - the archduchess who led them to defeat evil and lead them to victory was about to become the trophy of the young archmage.

I don't know how many eyes fell on Sophia's back, so much so that she lowered her head after she finished speaking, but you can imagine how ashamed and shy she was when she said this in public.

A heart is uneasy.

She was afraid that Wren would really come to collect his payment, and she was afraid that if he didn't accept it, she would be embarrassed in public, after all, if a young mage was so indifferent, wouldn't that be the biggest denial of her beauty?

Sophia was extremely embarrassed.

Actually! Wren's 'see you tonight' was already on his lips.

What is hateful is that at this historic moment, his two melon-eating apprentices actually moved small steps and came over with their farts.

This is Master's pickled girl! The object is still the female archduke, alas!

This kind of anecdote may not come across once in a lifetime.

This melon, our brother and sister ate it.

Wren's eyes were on fire when he saw it, not to mention that these two good children were not biological, even if they were, he couldn't wait to 'leave them on the wall back then'.

The melon for the teacher is eaten by the two of you little kings?

Wren is so wronged!

If he argues with these two peers, it's a big deal to 'borrow one to speak', and it will be even more dirty, so it's not impossible for them to talk about each other.

Why is he their master?

If Wren made a bad start, don't blame the disciples for messing around with blind chickens in the future.

With a grin on his face and an MMP in his heart, Wren suddenly waved his hand, and his phantom clone disappeared in place, and then the portal opened, revealing his true identity.

He beckoned to the Grand Duchess and motioned for her to lean over: "Where is it so troublesome to drink small wine, I have heard Marino's red wine mellow and sweet for a long time, I want to drink it now." ”

"Huh? Now? Sophia let out an exclamation.

It's not suitable, it's not appropriate no matter how you look at it.

Now the battlefield is being cleaned everywhere, corpses are everywhere, and a disgusting smell wafts from afar. Even if they are in the Grand Duke's Mansion now, the female Grand Duke has not even removed her armor and tidied up her appearance, and this environment is not suitable for drinking no matter how you look at it.

Sophia had embarrassment on her face, but she did so and asked the attendant to bring the wine.

Who knows, Wren's sassy operation is coming.

Right in the portal, he dragged Sophia by him. In the process, the buckle of her armor and inner leather armor were frozen at the same time, and they burst open, and when she was taken into her arms, she was wearing only a shirt on the outside.

"Huh!?" This time, it wasn't just her who screamed, but also the Marino knights and adventurers who filled the hall.

Hugging the perfect waist that is soft and tough, Wren smiled at the corner of his mouth: "I think your collarbone is very sexy, I don't know if you can borrow it." ”

Borrow?

How to borrow?

Sophia has really never seen this trick. She even gave the pink envelope, anyway, it was already out of the way, so it wasn't so bad. The point is, she really doesn't believe that Wren dares to do anything to her in public.

In front of everyone, Wren smiled and poured about two dollars of crimson wine on the ...... Sophia is in the left supraclavicular foss.

Ah......h

Sophia's mind went blank, so she let him hold her by the waist and kiss her.

Wren took the classic [Kiss of Victory] posture of World War II on Earth, not kissing, but snorting that small glass of red wine.

Feeling the chatter coming from her collarbone, Sophia's whole body was like falling into a sweet dream, fluttering and dizzy, and when she came back to her senses, she found that she had been straightened.

Under the gaze of the audience, Wren raised the pink envelope in his hand, and suddenly a flame burst out, burning the envelope completely.

Wren raised his sword eyebrows, and seemed to smile: "Okay, dear Grand Duchess, we are clear." ”

(End of chapter)