quicksilver blood

Chapter 126

"Claudia..."

Seeing Claudia's gloomy expression, Kluvien hesitated for a long time before asking, "What happened? Why did you kill Father Claude?"

Claudia didn't speak, just walked in front and pulled Kluvien, and kept walking.

The mountain shield guard also knew enough not to interrupt her, but gently broke away from Claudia's hand and followed behind.

Claudia turned around in surprise.

"The influence is not good."

Kluvien said softly: "Your family members are still here... If you still want to get married, don't touch my body on the street like this. I'm doing it for your own good."

"...Ha, everyone is for my own good. You are always like this one by one, all for my own good..."

Claudia's tone was full of sarcasm.

She didn't go out any more, just turned around like this, lowered her voice and shouted to Kluvien in a low voice: "...But, have you ever thought about my thoughts? Do I need you to be good for me?"

"Protect me, remove hidden enemies for me, and maintain my reputation...Everyone is doing inexplicable things on their own, isn't it good to wait for problems to arise before solving them? Does it make you look smart if you have to solve them in advance? ?”

Seeing that she was almost hysterical but could only cry out in a low voice, Kluvien suddenly felt that this majestic viscount's daughter was even more pitiful than the nightingale in the lock of green fruit.

Kluvien just put his hand on her head in silence.Claudia was taken aback for a moment, then subconsciously fell silent.

It took a long time for this mountain man, who looked more like a second-rate cook than a shield guard, to utter a single word firmly.

"Do not."

"The reason why they do seemingly inexplicable things is not because they are too smart and think too much... On the contrary, it may be that they are too stupid and think too little."

Claudia looked up blankly, looking into Kluvien's eyes.

Only by looking at his resolute and vicissitudes eyes, can one realize that this man with healthy, shiny brown hair is already a middle-aged man in his 40s.

In Claudia's eyes, Viscount Claude's appearance gradually superimposed on Kluveen.

"Whether Roland, your father, or Claude..."

Kluvien said in a very slow voice, considering his own words: "They think a lot, but their eyes are too straight. Their eyes only have their goals, and they naturally don't think about things that have nothing to do with it." to think about."

"Of course, it's not their fault. People's energy is limited, ignore the unimportant things, and focus on your own goals-ordinary people probably think so."

"But, Claudia," Kluveen's voice was even more flat than usual chatting, but it made Claudia's spirit unconsciously focus, "If you can accept this, you can Better to be great."

"You're lucky that one of their goals is to protect you. No matter what the reason is, it shows that you are important enough to them. But you are also unlucky because they only protect you because of their wishes and have nothing to do with you .”

Kluvien's voice was very soft: "To put it bluntly, this kind of protection is like protecting some kind of treasure."

"I know... I know they're all for; I'm hungry..."

Claudia's voice suddenly became choked up.

"My father is also for my own good, my brother is also for my own good, and the teacher is also for my best..." Her blue eyes fluctuated violently, tears overflowing like crystals at the bottom of a lake, "But Roland is indeed for my good... ...there is no interest relationship, why are they fighting each other..."

"Because you are just a treasure, their opinions naturally have nothing to do with you," Kluvien sighed, "You don't want to know what Roland did in the city of wealth."

"What did he do?"

Claudia turned her attention as expected.

"Instead of talking about that, you might as well improve your own strength. When you have a strength that they can't ignore, they will naturally consider your ideas."

"...It makes sense!"

Claudia's eyes lit up.

Kluvien smiled slightly: "Now tell me why you and Roland wanted to kill Claude, and what are your and Roland's occupations."

"Let me give you some advice."

In the blind corner of their field of vision, an old man in linen black was leaning on a cane, and his voice was slow and low, bargaining with the fruit sellers on the side of the road.

Just when Kluveen said the last two sentences, a stern light flashed in the old man's eyes.

Immediately, he took out a few copper coins, bought a peach with trembling hands, and walked slowly towards that place with a cane.

"Kluvien, if you dare to betray your master..."

An old and unclear voice rolled in the old man's throat.

In his turbid pupils, a silver-gray light like flowing mercury gradually lit up.

On the other side, Roland was searching the room with An Ruosi.

Although he knew how to go to the next room, he couldn't make it too obvious.

Moreover, he also wants to collect the equipment in this room.

But obviously, Roland was disappointed.

The whole room was as clean as if it had been licked.Not to mention the equipment, Roland didn't even leave a decoration.

In the distance, the pale golden liquid that was more than a finger high exploded from time to time, bursting into a pillar of fire.

When the golden viscous liquid touched the frosty soil under Roland's feet, it immediately made an extremely fine crackling sound, condensed bang, and then exploded, turning itself into a ball of ashes, and at the same time, the ground under Roland's feet was constantly shattered. Spreading frost soil shattered a small part.

"Mr. Roland...the fire is not right!"

An Ruosi lowered her voice and shouted softly behind Roland.

"What's wrong?"

Roland didn't look back, but asked quietly.

"This fire is not a natural fire!" An Ruosi said with affirmation, "I can't feel the law of normal fire."

"This golden liquid is not natural at all!"

"If I'm not mistaken, this should be a man-made object...or an alchemy creation!"

...Is that so?

Hearing An Ruosi's words behind him, a flash of understanding flashed across Roland's face.

If that were it, then everything would make sense.

If the defensive forces fled because of its appearance, and the survivor came in shortly before Roland came here, it would explain the problem of that person's strength.

If he really kills everyone here one by one and still has the strength to survive in this fire, then this person's strength has exceeded the limit that Roland can bear.

... no, not right.

Roland suddenly realized a mistake.

The problem isn't that person's strength at all——

Rather, how on earth did that person survive in such a forbidden environment for humans?

It is no exaggeration to say that the environment here is purgatory, no matter how strong that person is, he will not come here to take a sauna if he has nothing to do.

So, what is he here for?
Collect loot?Searching for intelligence?

Or……

...wait for the rabbit?
Roland couldn't help but shudder when he thought of this.

He immediately lowered his head and shouted at An Ruosi: "An Ruosi, hurry up and use humanoid detection again!"

"no need."

A familiar voice rang in Roland's ear.Roland's back was immediately soaked with cold sweat, and then condensed into ice by the cold wind wrapping around his body.

"Mr. Orlando...I have been waiting for you for a long time."

(End of this chapter)