"Of course I know Barry Githil."

Heine glanced at Meno quietly.

"And he's still my mentor."

At this time, Mr. Sa was introducing him to Milton's origin in the stumbling lingua franca.

This is also obviously a mute lingua franca.

Usually typing is quite smooth, but once you use spiritism to connect the microphone, your original form will be revealed.

On more than one occasion, he came up with requests such as "Why don't I type?" and after knowingly asking "what is 'typing'", Heine sternly rejected him.

But fortunately, he had learned about the beginning of this matter from Meno in advance, so he would know what was going on after listening to a few words.

Milton was indeed a member of the Gironl family more than three hundred years ago, but he had nothing to do with Gironl in the mountains of McKara.

The Githiler family has served the Lady of the Dead for generations and belongs to the patriarchal surname of the Nice people.

Even Barry Githil escaped from the Shadow Temple.

It's just that at the time, their influence was not as far-reaching as it is today.

More than 300 years ago, Milton chose to leave the family because he hated dealing with flesh and bones all day long.

He eventually went to St. Siting, a place where the family had the least influence and the old aristocracy had the most influence, to become an ordinary musician.

But because God is chasing after food, his talent in music is simply outrageous.

It can be said that God does not give birth to him Milton, and the classical music scene is like a long night.

He composed more than 200 pieces in just ten years, which were widely circulated.

This kind of reputation has long attracted the attention of the family, but it is precisely because he is so famous, in order to protect the family's face, the Githils dare not admit that this guy is their man, and they dare not make a big deal about it.

Meno didn't elaborate on what happened later, only that this guy kidnapped the queen of St. Siting.

When the temple heard about it, it canceled the title of queen, which had long existed in name only, and successfully completed another weakening of the old aristocracy.

Now the old aristocrats are gone.

They were furious and cursed to this day.

They always thought that the Milton cub was deliberately sent by the damned Githil.

The reason why Heine knew this was because he dug the tomb of a minor nobleman after the "North Drift" of Sa and the Guardian Kite.

The tomb contained a number of Milton's relics, which were later given to Meno.

However, the two living treasures guessed that the city of Godro was about to commission the Brotherhood to steal information about Villitas.

So in order to dispel their stupid idea, and also so that they could come to Ati Town to do a side quest, the two lied that this was "Heine's meaning".

Meno apparently did not dare to ask more, so he mistakenly thought that the "tomb robbery" was also from Heine's instructions.

He mentioned this in a rather resentful tone, and at every turn he did not forget to remind Heine that "you should think more about your servant."

What else could Heine do, he could only pinch his nose and admit it.

No way, the child is older and has his own ideas.

Now he not only has to carry the black pot, but also has to solve the mess caused by these two.

…

Milton in front of him was obviously stunned after hearing Heine's answer:

"Barry Githil, is he still alive?"

Heine glanced at Meno again.

Meno couldn't help but wonder, why did he keep looking at me?

Heine: "Yes, he's still alive. ”

Meno was shocked: "What do you say?? ”

"I'm sorry I lied to you." Heine spread his hands: "When I asked you to go to the crypt to get the information, I already had people secretly transfer Barry. But at that time, the nest was destroyed, and he was almost dying, and even if he survived, he was now just an ordinary old man who could be blown down by the wind, insulated from the extraordinary. ”

Meno hurriedly said, "But he-"

Heine: "By the way, he used a knife on his own soul, and almost all his memories before he came to the mountains of McCala are gone—are you relieved?" ”

He didn't have to make Meno scared, but Mr. Sa mentioned that Milton was a level 6 boss, and he was a little panicked.

He couldn't think of any other solution for the time being, except to try to throw up some topics that might be of interest to the other party.

No wonder you can force the two of you like this, this is a level 6 boss!

In short, I regret it.

He should have brought Gawain with him.

Mr. Sa was emphasizing how strong this boss was at this moment, and just happened to say:

“…… In short, he is stronger than Gawain in his heyday here. ”

Well, foreshadowing elimination!

…

Meno was speechless by Heine's mending knife.

Indeed, if it were an ordinary man who had forgotten the Shadow Temple, Barry, he would be alive......

Provided Heine wasn't lying.

On the other hand, Heine's words also managed to attract Milton's interest, and the curiosity in the eyes of the sixth-level boss grew, and he waved his sleeve, and the streamer from the sky chasing the shadow was dragged over and burrowed into the ground.

A few seconds later, a tall creature emerged from the ground.

It has a pair of golden wings, and a white robe covers its entire body, but it has an extra layer of black armor on top of it.

Its feet are like birds, wrapped in pitch-black shackles, and its ice-blue eyes are snake eyes.

Heine had never seen such a creature before, but Meno was a little excited, or rather angry.

The little old man clenched his fists and his lips trembled.

"You...... How can you ...... So blasphemous! ”

"How can such a beautiful creature be considered blasphemous?"

Milton was pleased with his reaction, and said in a somewhat resentful tone:

"It's a desperate feeling to see someone twist what you hold dear and be unable to do anything about it, right?"

Meno took a deep breath and didn't say a word.

Heine secretly asked Mr. Sa, "What's going on?" ”

Mr. Sa: "This is the temple's... Soul hunters, the original appearance, but should not have the characteristics of the Holy Light, and the characteristics of beasts. ”

He probably meant to talk about the "Soul Hunters", the usual armed force of the Temple.

Heine understood.

He had heard his brothers complain that the temple only had plate armor and cloth armor, and that it had been ripped off the soul hunter's body, and this time he had finally seen it completely.

Cloth armor set plate armor, okay!

"Let's talk in another place."

Milton beckoned, and the Demon Soul Hunter grabbed the three of them without saying a word—André and Heine, and Meno caught under the crunch.

As for Mr. Sa, he was personally caught by Milton, who had transformed into a feathered serpent.

They flew straight into the pristine plains as if chaos had just begun.

As Milton arrived, the battle between light and darkness on the plains ceased, and they were as docile as kittens.

At this moment, the bronze mirror in Heine's arms suddenly shook.

it?

Heine was shocked, why did Mr. Zhen Sa get a text message?

But at this juncture?

But soon, he realized that this "vibration" was not a notice, but a resonance, as if the mirror had been stimulated by something......

The tremors reached their peak as he reached the center of the plain, and then gradually weakened.

When it flew over the plain, the mirror calmed down completely, and there was no movement.

He couldn't help but glance back at the strange black earth.

In a trance, he felt as if he had seen such a ground somewhere......

The underworld?

It shouldn't be...... His Yuan Spirit affinity is so high that he won't be able to perceive it.

At the same time, through the flickering arc of light across the sky, they came to the towering, pitch-black mountain wall.

Heine saw what was behind it.

It was a huge black tree, as sharp as if it had been made of stone.

No wonder it looks like a building from afar......

Milton and the Soul Hunter flew straight into the tree's heart with the trio.

It's bigger and more imposing than Quelkus's ventricles.

Heine had never been to Saint-Siting, but he knew with his feet that the dazzling interior was now a wealthy addition to the old aristocracy.

Even a rich man like Andrey looked straight in the eyes.

The coal boss met the oil guy, and it belonged to yes.

And on the most conspicuous wall of this room, there is also a painting of a sleeping beauty lying in a crystal coffin.

"Now we can talk."

Milton reverted to his human form and looked at Heine, blocking his gaze from the painting.

"You're from McCalla?" He asked.

(End of chapter)