The invulnerability of fast wear

The dilapidated hotel stationed near the long forest welcomed several different guests.

The Knights of Light with the Order of the Temple came here. In their ranks, a large and a small magician in exquisite white robes stood quietly behind, with drop-shaped crystals falling from the wide hood, purple and ice The blue crystal reflections criss-crossed in the dim light, but the most conspicuous one was the leader of the knight order, a black knight with his face hidden in the helmet.

His attire does not look very holy, but the armband he wears still proves his high status in the temple. The hotel owner with thinning hair did not dare to neglect this group of distinguished guests, and gave priority to the best ones amidst the noise. Room.

In fact, after they came in, the bustling and lively hotel was only whispering. It wasn't until they walked up the creaking wooden stairs that the adventurer asked:

"It's the people from the temple. They also came to meet the wave of beasts in Vosoron?"

"Probably not." The traveler, who was chewing coffee beans, lowered his voice, "The knight commander's armband is five-pointed and seven-star, only one step away from the paladin, and they also brought two magicians..."

"Ah, could it be that group of people who went to the forbidden area?" The drunken man with a flushed face shouted loudly, "A while ago, many temple knights and magicians rushed to the forbidden area, saying that they were going to purify... ummmmm .”

The big man whose mouth was covered by his companion was quickly put into the wine barrel, he gulped down a few gulps, rolled beside him and fell asleep soundly, snoring loudly.

The hotel is gradually returning to its usual bustle. On the eve of the approaching beast tide when the full moon is approaching, people are indulging in the illusion brought by alcohol and dice. The girl's soft smile and rattling tambourine seem to be able to raise the dim light of the fire. A few brightnesses, such joy can be seen everywhere in the camp at nightfall.

But none of this affected the disciplined Knights Templar. They were about to take a good rest, but they encountered another trouble they never thought of at the door of the room.

——The Knight Commander and Her Royal Highness both requested to live with the messenger of light whose origin was unknown.

On one side is surveillance full of vigilance and suspicion.

On one side is the expectation full of dependence and trust.

Wu Xie didn't want to agree to either of these two strange requests.

After he came out of the cave, he joined Victoria’s Knights of Light according to the plot. Garner’s protest was ineffective, and he had to confirm his existence in real time like a prisoner all day long. Once Victoria left for a while, he would start to be suspicious of him.

To be honest... Even though he knew that this was due to the effect of the plot, it was still difficult for him to break away from the relationship in the previous world immediately.

After all, he had been in Dachao for more than half a year, and he had only been separated from "Mr. Yan" for a few hours. Looking at the face exactly like Yan Song's with a cold expression, he was in a complicated mood, always feeling like he was suddenly dumped. Feelings, so I don't want to stay with each other for too long, for fear that my mood will continue to drop and fall to the bottom.

As for Victoria, he is not as interested in her bright physique as the original owner. He just wants to teach the little girl seriously, be a qualified magic teacher, and leave this world peacefully after completing the customs clearance task, without any troubles.

So he asked to live alone, but Ghana refused.

"Your Highness and I, you must choose one." Garner said, "Your Highness is not allowed to threaten."

Wu Xie:? ? ?Where did I threaten her? !

Facing the knight commander's unreasonable request, the messenger just lifted the amethyst on the edge of the hood with his slender and pale fingertips, revealing eyes that looked like blue sky, with an unmoved calm in his attitude:

"Then, please, Knight Commander."

As a result, there was no suspense, and the black knight dutifully took over the white-robed emissary.

Although Victoria was a little reconciled, she also understood that as a lady, it was the limit of her boldness to propose living together. Since she was rejected, she could not repeat such a request tonight.

The hotel owner rolled his eyes, and before everyone changed their minds, he nodded and bowed to welcome the blond girl into the cleaned room. Sure enough, the other members of the Knights no longer struggled and dispersed, leaving only the Knight Commander and the envoy standing at the wooden door Before the confrontation, finally, the messenger passed the knight commander, stretched out his hand to push open the door, and walked into the narrow room.

The smell of crumbs floated in the air, with a musty smell diluted by water. The messenger chose the bed near the window by himself, and a little light bloomed from his fingertips, drying the faintly damp quilt. He heard the door There was a sound of locking, and when he looked back, the tip of his nose met the black broad-bladed epee.

The icy blade of the sword pressed heavily against the upright snow-white collar. If the magic robe was not strong enough, I believe that the knight would not need to spend much effort. With just one stroke, the fragile throat of the messenger could be cut.

"Louis, what dirty purpose do you have, I know very well."

The knight's attitude is grim:

"In the future, you'd better keep your tail as you are now, honestly wear your 'messenger' disguise, don't have any dissent, and don't give me a chance to kill you-now attached to Victoria How many times you can withstand the test of the light, I do have a little bit of expectation."

"Your words are still as difficult to understand as ever." The messenger did not move, "Knight Commander, there is no enemy for you here."

"Really." The knight said, "Your rhetoric may be able to deceive Victoria's trust, but unfortunately, I am not within the scope of your deception—Master Messenger, what kind of thing are you, should be determined by yourself, isn't it? "

The epee shrunk into a bayonet in his hand. The messenger thought that the threat was over, but the bayonet just turned in a different direction, and the metal handle stabbed fiercely at the shoulder blade behind his right shoulder!

"..."

The handle of the knife was deeply sunken into the hollow under the bone, and the emissary who stood upright was trembling all over, his pupils looking back were like blue holes, which seemed to be able to suck people into the darkness hundreds of feet deep. Desperate, not angry, surrounded by incomprehensible thin sadness, at the moment when the bright moonlight came in, like a card that suddenly collapsed, he fell to his knees with a crash.

The magic liquid dripped from the handle of the knife, like the golden paint that a craftsman accidentally overturned on the ground, and it started to rain. Only the dirty and moldy floor was willing to accept this shining mysterious object.

Garner heard a rustling sound, as if something was growing out of the man lying on the ground, and he saw that the injured part of the man swelled suddenly, and the man curled up tightly, as if suffering great pain ——Although Garner thought it was Louis' own fault, out of a little curiosity, he aimed the tip of the knife at the swollen clothes, and cut open the large magic robe with two brushes. growing" objects.

Both sides of the man's shoulder blades were sunken into long and narrow holes like meat pits. The wings coming out are only the size of a palm, shivering and fluttering the pointed feathers in the cold moonlight. Touch that little poor thing.

But what happened next was far beyond his imagination.

The sound of bone growth continued, a large amount of divine liquid poured out, the smell of light permeated the room, and the wings finally stretched out again, but it was no longer the white and sharp point, but the wet wing body covered with gold Born from it, the feathers that should have been white and vibrant have been completely soaked, showing a weird growth trend.

The flesh under the pit of meat swelled again, and Garner could clearly see something wriggling upwards, and the golden color flowed out of the pit of flesh like running water. The man who clenched his teeth finally let out an uncontrollable whimper, and the knight showed disbelief. expression.

The long and large wings stood behind the messenger in unimaginable pain. The dry wingtips had already been wet by the ticking liquid. These so-called angel wings should have been touched by some kind of force or once A certain group of people whose strength surpassed that of men had been broken—the bone wings were crooked and misplaced in many places, so that they could not flexibly shrink and grow from the original place, and could only be forcibly broken out by tearing the growth opening. It hangs weakly behind the man's shoulder, unable to even lift it up.

It's not that Garner has never seen Louis in angel form.

It was just that Louis at that time had fully recovered to his peak state centuries ago, and he had always attracted fans with the appearance of an envoy. His wings spread out on various occasions, like giant clouds piled up with white snow, looked beautiful and powerful, Countless feathers of light fluttered down while flapping, just like a true god descending to the world.

But now... Not only is this person unable to wave his wings, even the extraction process has become so bloody and cruel, it will even lead to extremely serious weakness.

The man lying in the golden pool still had those blue hole-like eyes, the focal length disappeared from the deep sea, and his weak panting fainted into a thin blue mist in the moonlight. This kind of state of being slaughtered by others was obviously not what he expected. So when the knight's metal icy nails caressed the wings on the back of his shoulders, he tried to avoid it, but he was still held firmly, his wings trembling weakly, and under the control of unfamiliar thoughts, he slowly retracted the torn flesh in the gap.

Perhaps it was due to pain, or excessive blood loss, although the distorted limbs had already been absorbed into the body, the messenger was still lying in a piece of brilliant gold, quiet and silent.

Garner knew that even if he didn't care about the other party, Louis, as the messenger, would not die easily. The tragedy caused by this man was still vivid in his memory. Once he recalled it, apart from the strong hatred, there was also a bone-chilling chill accompanying it.

"Louis." The knight who regained his normal mood sneered coldly, "Look, you are just a fake."

In response to him, the room was filled with silence.

The motionless messenger closed his eyes directly, two pages of shadows fell from his neglected long eyelashes, he didn't know if he was powerless to fight back, or he didn't bother to refute.

In the eyes of Garner, the proud Louis can only be the latter.

He stared at this golden lily that seemed to wither at any moment for a long time, and finally turned and went out.

……

The messenger let out a low sigh.

"system."

"exist."

"Let me take a look at the customs clearance requirements."

Quest props: Victoria's Cross (unfinished)

The host needs to complete important events:

1. Teach Victoria (35%)

2. Polluted Imperial Crystal (0%)

3. Not unlocked (0/3)

It seems that in this world, it is impossible for him to bring any happy memories to Ghana.

Although it has not been unlocked and opened, Wu Xie can almost guess the content inside. The important events are still carried out according to the original script, but the hero has changed the core. Completing the customs clearance requirements under such circumstances is undoubtedly a tragedy repeating itself.

"Sure enough, the impact of the virus this time is simply devastating." The man asked, "Didn't you say it was checked and killed last time?"

"Invisibility and adaptability of stealth viruses are too high, and it will take a long time for the system to kill, mainly because there are too many data to be cleared, and stealth viruses have self-disassembly functions."

There is a little frustration in the electronic voice:

"After disassembling the code, it can be embedded in any similar source, which is very troublesome to track down."

"Source code embedding? It's so powerful, why don't you stop the whole system?" The man sat up, "Hiding around and tampering with the data in the virtual world, just adding a boring plot, it takes so much trouble, Just do this kind of thing?"

"The purpose of the intrusion is indeed unknown. The system has sent relevant reports to the headquarters, and the feedback will be received in the next world. Please stay safe and calm the host."

Nodding his head to show his approval, the envoy stood up slowly while supporting the edge of the bed, looked down at the gold marks on his hands, and sighed again.

"Is the host sad?" the system asked.

"It's nothing to be sad about, I'm just worried." Wu Xie said, "It's okay to say that Mr. Yan has been indoctrinated into a character, and he will continue to hate him before he leaves, but if I leave..."

These actions that brought "Ghana" the pleasure of revenge will eventually become the knife that Mr. Yan swallowed when he woke up.

The knight pushed open the wooden door with his elbow, and there was only a puddle of fine gold on the ground.

The bed near the window was empty. He squeezed the wet towel tightly in his hand, and was about to say, "That's right," when he suddenly heard very shallow and regular breathing from the bed close to the wall.

He froze.

The tired emissary was sleeping straight on the dirty quilt, the gold trace on the left side of his face was clearly visible, the white robe soaked in the divine liquid had not been changed, and the ring shining with faint purple light had lost its luster at this moment, and the owner who wore it was obviously dead. There is no power to open this blocked space.

This is indeed an excellent time to kill, but Garner is very clear that no matter how weak he is, the current Louis cannot be killed by him-although this guy's identity as the Lightbringer is a disguise, he has a genuine immortality, no matter Whether it is sliced ​​to make soup, or broken to pieces, as long as the light is still there, it can be restored to its original state.

The only thing that can really sanction him is eternal loneliness.

This guy should be put back in the pool.

But his feet led him to the other side.

Unconsciously holding his breath, he leaned over and gently wiped off the liquid covering the man's skin with a warm towel, from face to palm, it was like cleaning a precious statue—why did he have to It is impossible to show such kindness, it is obviously a scourge that will be eliminated sooner or later.

The towel has been completely dyed golden, and the bright breath actually made Garner uncomfortable, but he still tucked it into the bedside table in a mysterious way, making sure that no one would see it, and then he lay down on the bed near the window with a complicated mood. On the narrow wooden bed, it smells dry and belongs to the sun.

The author has something to say:

small theater:

Garner: Me and Her Royal Highness, you must choose one

Victoria: Messenger, choose me, choose me, choose me!

Wu Xie:?i think to myself...

Ghana: Do not threaten His Highness

Wu Xie:? ?i think to myself...

Ghana: Do not speak to His Highness

Wu Xie:? ? ?I think……

Garner: (raises knife)

Wu Xie: I want to live by myself... well, I will choose the knight commander