defilement

Since that day, Chris no longer got angry with Muir's avoidance, because Muir didn't turn against him when something like that happened last time, which shows that he has himself in his heart, and this realization makes him sweet and happy.

After driving for several days in a row, Muir sat with two magicians in the same carriage at night, quietly watching the bonfire and praying with their eyes closed. The caravan entered the center of the Forest of Madness. They started to get serious, and even built some fortifications on the outskirts of the night camp. Facts have proved that this is very foresight. They have encountered small-scale animal swarms for several nights in succession, but fortunately, there is no danger.

Healing even Muir and the intrepid Chris got a further nod.

So when Chris wanted to sit next to Muir but didn't dare, he looked at Muir's peaceful and holy profile pitifully by the mercenary's bonfire, which made everyone laugh.

A few brainless big and thick guys slapped Chris's shoulders directly with their big palms, wretched

The thief smiled and said: "Hahaha, Chris, why is your little baby ignoring you!"

"That's right!"

"Hahaha," the three of them laughed again, but they smiled and felt a chill behind them. The bold Chris looked at them expressionlessly, and the people around the campfire chatted as if they hadn't heard them.

The leader felt a chill based on years of experience, and couldn't help shouting: "Hey, no one thinks it's interesting?" The companions still ignored him, and turned to see that the two closest brothers had already fallen asleep, alas , so cowardly, how early is it!But I'm also a little sleepy...

Slap, his body like a small hill fell to the ground, making a loud grunt.

The mercenary captain, Lawrence, was paying attention to the movement in the distance. He couldn't help being a little amused when he saw that the three most noisy guys fell asleep peacefully.

Muir answered the question of Eve, the beautiful fire magician, one by one.

"Who is that, what's your name?"

"..." In fact, when Muir found out that he had been missing for only one month and the news had not been spread, he had been planning to go back quietly. Let the matter of being imprisoned by the demon god rot in his stomach!

"I heard Chris call you Muir, why do you have the same name as Holy Son Muir? Did no one in the Holy See ask you to change your name?"

"..." I am Son of Muir.

"Muir, have you ever seen the Son of Muir? Let me tell you quietly, I have." Eve's voice fell, and she looked at Muir's eyes that were as clear and clear as the sea and the sky, and couldn't help feeling deeply Deeply attracted, his expression seemed to be lost in memory, "My village is on the border of the Nether Forest. That year, there were monsters raging in the village, and many people died in the village."

The earth magician who had been sitting next to her patted her shoulder worriedly. Eve tried to smile at him, took a deep breath, and continued: "My mother died, and my father pushed me away to attract the attention of monsters... The monster approached me, and the stinky saliva kept dripping on the ground—I still remember the flesh and blood stuck between the teeth of the monster, which may belong to my mother or someone else. Later, the Son of Muir saved me...I Only ten years old, the Son of Muir was even younger than me, but he saved me."

Eve looks at Muir, as if in a daze, looking behind him.

save people?Every time he took the season test, he saved many people outside the Nether Forest.

Muir hesitated: "It is the duty of every clergyman to save the believers of the God of Light."

Eve was beautiful and attractive, and Muir didn't have the slightest impression of her face in Muir's mind, but it didn't prevent Muir from comforting her.

Eve smiled and shook her head: "No, you don't understand, the Son of Muir didn't have guards around at that time, that was his Son qualification test, he..." Eve's voice became hoarse, as if she was restraining herself from crying sound.

Muir was a little overwhelmed, even a little ashamed. He turned his eyes completely to Eve and assumed a listening posture. In Eve's eyes, Muir's ordinary face became deep and reliable.

Eve took a deep breath, and seemed to draw strength from the air, "He didn't have to help me, he could quietly walk away to take the crucial qualification test of the Son. Hell test! But he still walked out, Standing in front of me to protect me, after his holy power is exhausted, he continues to fight with his fists and teeth..."

Eve's voice gradually sank, and before she knew it, the audience was silent. It turned out that the most gifted genius of the Holy See, the Holy Son Muir, was not as indifferent and cold as rumored, and his character was also noble when he was so weak. Holy Son, light God's favorite is well-deserved!