Arad's crooked savior

"I remember that I also had a very elite dagger, with a gauze-like flame wave on the surface, and it was named after me."

Holding her face with one hand, Luxi lay on top of him, lost in memories of the past.

During her travels with Forrest Gump, who were strangers to each other, although they basically wandered around the principality, they also made a lot of good friends such as Linus and Sothea.

We are also familiar with Xilan from Xuzu and Buwanga from the Bantu tribe, etc.

Especially when Linus gave up his sword and struck iron because he felt guilty for killing his friend who was devoured by ghosts and gods, she still comforted him.

"Luxi's big sword?" Ye Lin teased with a smile.

"No, it's Luxi's Purple Flame Wave Blade Sword!"

It was a short sword that she liked very much, but unfortunately she lost it later.

Slowly moving away from the bustling Su Nan Workshop caravan, there is the Huanglong Qinglong Martial Arts Conference, coupled with the world's best blacksmith conference soon, Xu Ancestor should usher in a batch of fresh blood.

Now the Arad continent has suddenly entered a wonderful balance of power and balance.

The Delos Empire is reorganizing its iron-blooded army, Belmare is cultivating people's livelihood, Xuzu has just opened its doors and the country is booming. Vanes is finally highly unified from top to bottom. Even the Bantu tribe has taken back the holy city of Amroth.

But balance is like taut hair, hanging a sharp dagger between the eyebrows.

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"Sister Sosia, I haven't seen you for a few days, and you are becoming more and more charming, and you are several years younger."

The proprietress who is making a cocktail is wearing a slim red evening dress. Her long hair is pulled up high on the back of her head. Two gemstone hairpins are inserted diagonally from different directions. She wears the moonlight necklace he gave her on her fair neck. She has an elegant and noble temperament. , no less dignified than the Queen.

Her fingers are long and clean, painted with bright red nail polish. They are pleasing to the eye when handling various materials and transparent glasses.

Sothea didn't stop moving, raised her eyes, and began to sigh: "How many days have we not seen each other? How many years younger? Then you have to leave me for a year before I can return to my teenage years. Alas, I understand, you dislike me. old."

Well……

"Ha ha ha ha."

Ye Lin scratched his head and was at a loss. When he didn't know how to deal with it perfectly, the man sitting in front of the bar, sullenly drinking, laughed heartily.

"Who doesn't know that the proprietress of the Moonlight Tavern has a wide network of contacts and can handle herself even among the nagging and gossiping women in the upper-class aristocratic circle. You are still a little too green."

Forrest Gump, who looked resolute and magnanimous, took a slow sip of wine and seemed to be in a good mood today.

He likes stronger, more stimulating drinks, and the red cocktail in the lady boss's hand is for him.

"What~"

Sosia put down the mixing bottle with a clang and sneered: "Am I a nagging woman too?"

"No, no...that's all I said."

Agan Zuo was embarrassed and speechless for a while. Although he was middle-aged, in the eyes of the elf Sothea, he was no different from a young child.

A woman's age is a taboo, even if her race is Elf.

"Age is just a number. Everyone grows up from childhood to adulthood, but ordinary people cannot imitate the elegant, mature and graceful temperament of the boss lady."

He held up the brim of his hat, sat next to Forrest Gump, and subconsciously ordered to the landlady: "A cup of sweet food..."

"Um?"

Sothea's eyes narrowed slightly, and her fingertips gently rubbed the edge of the goblet. Can you please look around, kid? There are still guests in twos and threes in the hall.

"Qingying, that's it, I'll drink the fruit wine."

With a smile, if the curator is the beauty and tenderness of the peony when it is ripe, and Alice is the elegance of the flower of the high mountain, then the proprietress Sosia is the fiery red rose, dazzling and thorny.

"How come you have time to come to the pub to drink?"

A Ganzuo raised his glass to signal, but Ye Lin didn't have any wine on hand yet, so he simply gave him a glass of water instead.

"With such a beautiful boss lady, one drink can make people drunk. Isn't it very profitable?"

Overtly and covertly, he flattered Sosia, causing the latter to roll his eyes. He quickly prepared the Qingying on hand, pushed it over and said, "Is there anything fun in heaven?"

"Yes, there is a kind of train that sails on the sea, which is quite interesting, but for other things, you also know that there was a war in the heavens before."

After some conversation, he also found out why Aganzuo was here, and it was about Remedia's pretender.

"Remidia has limited manpower and issued a mission to the Adventurer Alliance to collect clues about the Pretenders. I also accepted one, but it was a secret mission to collect traces of the Three Knights of Darkness."

After drinking all the wine in the cup, Aganzuo suddenly frowned and said, "On the way to the mission, I saw some pretenders, but many of them...are still human."

With these few words, Ye Lin had some clarity and vaguely guessed something.

The key reason why pretenders are scary is that ordinary people cannot tell the difference between them and normal people, which leads to the breakdown of friendships, even enemies, and the separation of families.

Since the Dark Holy War for hundreds of years, the Great Temple's attitude towards pretenders has always been to detect them early and kill them early!

It was not until the birth of the first Avenger Nilbas Gracia, and the gradual improvement of the female Knights of the Holy Cross that Yuena belonged to, that people understood that being infected with the blood curse did not necessarily lead to becoming a pretender. They also have the opportunity to receive revelation from God.

What Aganzuo meant may be that he saw the two bigoted factions in the church, the Blue Fist Holy Envoy and the Inquisitor of Heretics.

Their attitude towards pretenders is basically to kill them with their fists or burn them on the stake.

In particular, the latter's organization, the Heresy Trial, has behaved almost to the extreme.

In the process of searching for the Three Knights of Darkness, it is inevitable to catch the pretender, and the differences in the temple that Aganzuo saw emerged.

Obes and other paladins advocated giving them another chance to accept God's revelation. However, the two major organizations also expressed that they were wasting resources. The Holy Church had no time to grind anymore and wanted to carry out humane destruction with a fist and an axe.

In short, the search process for Remedia Cathedral was very unsatisfactory.

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"You seem to have a very interesting little guy with you."

Sothea swayed the red wine gently and glanced back and forth on his hat. As a powerful elf for more than five hundred years, Luxi's soul state could not be hidden from her perception.

"I picked it up in a cave..."

Before he finished speaking, his hat was pushed up, and a small head emerged from it. His eyes looked around, stopped for a moment on Sosia, and finally stared at Aganzuo.

Although she felt that it had only been two days, the man in front of her had been confused and helpless for ten years. Looking at each other for the first time across time and space, Luxi's eyes were full of joy and tenderness.

However, Forrest Gump, who was holding the wine glass, looked a little stiff, because he didn't recognize this mysterious creature that was not much bigger than a fist, looked like a human but didn't seem to be human at all.

Moreover, the fiery eyes of this little guy are even more unbearable, like a hungry cat meeting a fat mouse.

Just because he didn't know what it was, the feeling of being watched made him feel weird and uncomfortable.

After a while, Aganzuo finally couldn't bear it anymore and complained: "What is this thing you picked up? It looks a bit like a shrunken ghost or god, or the spiritual body of some kind of monster?"

Snapped!

Ye Lin suddenly slapped his forehead, with a helpless and bitter smile on his face. There was a trace of pity in his eyes when he looked at A Ganzuo. He could feel that little Luxi was about to get angry again and pull his hair.

what?

Although those who don’t know are not guilty, people with Kazan Syndrome are inherently bad-tempered. If you call your wife “something”, if this guy’s body hadn’t exploded, he might start violent domestic violence with a knife.

The most important thing is that this guy is not willing to beat you, but she always hits my scalp and pulls my hair.

"Be good, bear with me, be considerate, he doesn't remember anything."

He quickly threw the hat aside and held the bulging guy in his hands, sounding and cheering like a comforting meowing cat.