If the devil is a transvestite

Chapter 256 Wine Tasting Yehua Song ([-])
"You mean, should I speak out about this feeling and let her make a choice?" Melton was a little moved after hearing what Nuke said, and he was deliberating whether he should tell Pei Nina about his love again— —The last time he was parasitized by the devil, he expressed his sick feelings to Pei Nina in the wrong way while his mind was confused.

"It's good to think so, kid." Nack pulled Milton towards him, and whispered in his ear: "But I think your opponent is very strong, get rid of the one who held the reception The guy from the Bocher family, this girl's boyfriend is also very powerful, the last time I saw someone who can travel through space like this was... um... several years ago. By the way, what's the girl's name?"

"Peinina, Peinina Beauglier." Melton lowered his head, the toe of the shoe lightly scratched on the ground, the trousers that didn't fit too well hung down on the shoe, and the not-so-thick calf appeared even thinner It's like it's going to break.

Nack whistled, "Hey, she's still a young lady from a family. Why does it sound so familiar to me? The Boglier family is a rookie among businessmen these years."

"You know?" Milton asked him, looking up.

"How can I not know this? Even though I have been living in Wilberg incognito for the past few years, I still know something about the outside world. Not to mention, I was always the number one in the Holy Court. Yes." When mentioning the word "Holy Court", Nak's voice was obviously much softer.

Milton remained silent. He had to digest the information he had just received. He didn't expect that the sloppy appearance and casual style would have something to do with the high court in the eyes of the common people, although the master taught him a long time ago The truth that others cannot understand by appearance.

"What's your profession?" Milton asked Nack. "I'm an archer. I don't think you're an archer, are you? Killer...well...it doesn't look like that either."

"Don't you think a killer must be as tall as a green onion and as light as a swallow?" Nak smiled, "But I'm not a killer, and I don't know if a child your age knows my profession."

"Let's hear it, maybe I know." Although Milton said this, he also vaguely guessed that Nack's answer should not be very conventional, or it might be completely unexpected.

Nack touched the stubble on his chin with his hand, "I'm a shield master." After seeing the dazed look on Milton's face, Nack understood, "I told you you didn't know."

Milton hesitated for a moment, "I heard my master mention this profession... But, hasn't the shield master become a dead profession long ago, and everything has been lost?"

Nake laughed, with a self-deprecating smile, "Death...then who am I? Am I standing in front of you alive? But if you really want to say this...that's right, rely on me Human power probably cannot revive the glory of the shield master. By the way, what did your master say, and did you say anything else?"

"He mentioned something to me. Coincidentally, it happened to be related to the Holy Court. The master said that when he was still a young man, the Holy Court had a regiment, which was as famous as the Holy Knights. It was called 'Holy Battle Regiment', the people who make up this battle group will always charge for the Holy Court at the forefront, each of them is a dual-professional warrior and shield division, but after a certain battle, this battle group is completely wiped out."

(End of this chapter)