God's family

In order to ensure the safety of the Sea Clan's mission, and to prevent any troubles on the road that would make the wish for peace between the Sea Clan and the Sea Clan come to naught, Leon, after arriving in the first town, used his real identity with Lacente. A message was sent to the lord of this area, describing the general process in a very solemn tone, and proposed that the lord need to send more people to escort all the Haizu people into the capital.

Unsurprisingly, the local lord who was close to the sea and made his fortune by shipping did not dare to be careless. He was afraid that he would be the first victim after the sea tribe and the human tribe fell into a stalemate, so he sent enough people to meet them the next day. , and received them warmly and respectfully after they arrived at the city where the lord's mansion was located.Although the Sea Clan is still worried about what Angus did, they haven't forgotten that their mission is not to further intensify the conflict between the two races. Even if they are not enthusiastic about the Human Race, they are still polite.

Walking all the way like this, he didn't encounter any dangerous things again. Leon took care of everything extremely properly, completely playing the role of wife (?) and nanny, while Theodore, as the sea clan and The lubricant between human beings, she gets along well with Princess Doris, the leader of the sea mission, and at the same time conveys the other party's thoughts to Leon, the temporary leader of the human race in the team.As for Roger and the hands-off shopkeeper Rycent, basically there are only tasks left to follow the envoys to eat and sleep, and go on the road after sleeping.

Because Roger resolutely rejected Laicant's request to abandon the staff bestowed by the gods of the Sea Race, the two fell into the so-called "cold war" for the first time. Jie felt that he was unusually vexatious.

If Roger's ability of "god-like identification of equipment attributes" is not wrong, this staff is undoubtedly the most powerful staff on the mainland-whether there is "one" is another matter-it's a pity that It seems that his current ability can't control it, which makes Roger extremely distressed, just like there is a golden mountain piled up in front of him, but he can't touch it so painfully.

"According to the legend, powerful equipment can have its own soul and will. The longer the equipment holder spends with the equipment, the deeper the emotional bond between them will be." Garal's light and beautiful voice spoke in the A sound came from behind Roger, and Roger stopped fondly stroking his staff, tilted his head thoughtfully and asked, "Is there such a saying?"

"It's just a legend." Gal chuckled and walked to Roger's side. The warm water vapor and the flowing blue robe made Roger almost think that he was walking by the river. "Most legends have different meanings." Less exaggeration and embellishment, so I think this probably means that the more you use it, the more proficient it is. Anyway, there is no harm in spending more time with your staff, but you don't need to hold it in the middle of the night when you sleep it?"

Seeing Gal blinked teasingly, Roger touched his nose embarrassingly, "Okay, don't laugh at me, I just think it's a bit uneasy not to hold such a treasure anytime, anywhere That's all."

"That's right, there is His Royal Highness Prince Lacent who has been watching. I believe that as long as this staff leaves your side for half a second, you will never see it again." Gal smiled.

Roger turned his head helplessly, and glanced at Lacent, who was staring at him with extremely horrifying eyes... the staff in his hand rubbed his temple with a headache, "I really don't understand What the hell is he trying to do?"

"I don't understand either." Gal shrugged his shoulders, "I can understand if two people have hatred because of a treasure, but now this situation is more like jealousy - he is eating you The jealousy of the magic staff in my arms, I wish I could throw my rival in love thousands of miles away."

"He's a human being, there's nothing comparable to a staff!" Roger complained, but he had to admit that Gal's description was very apt, but it was because it was so apt that Roger found it unreasonable—he probably never There is no way to understand what this guy Nexant is thinking.

"Speaking of which, it's really a pity that such a precious staff can't be used. Maybe you can try to communicate with it?" Putting aside the topic of Lacente, Gall obviously cared more about the staff enshrined in the sea. There is almost a thousand-year-old staff in the temple of the clan.

"Communication?" Roger was at a loss.

"Yes, communicate, try to communicate with the soul." Gal nodded seriously, looking at the staff with a kind of fiery piety, "About this staff, there are many legends and songs in the Sea Clan, 'In the hands of the gods, it shines brightly, dispelling all evil and shadows', 'its soul is with the gods, and only by listening carefully can you understand the ancient songs it sings'—probably so." Pausing his fingers to pluck the strings, Gal gave Roger a "there's nothing he can do about it" look, and walked past him.

Roger looked at Gal's back thoughtfully, and then looked down at the staff in his hand.

"Hi~ First time meeting, my name is Roger White. Although you may always think that my strength or personality is terrible and I am not worthy of you at all, I hope we can get along well." Gripping the staff tightly, Luo Jie said softly, his penetrating ruby-like eyes were full of sincerity and seriousness.

Unsurprisingly, the staff remained silent without any response.After waiting for a while, Roger shrugged his shoulders mockingly, probably thinking that what he just did was really stupid.

After saying "hello" to his staff, Roger forgot about it.In his eyes, this kind of idealistic thing is really illogical. Trying it once is already lowering his IQ line, and he can't have any expectations for it.

However, those who obviously did not have any expectations, did not even continue to think about it, so it is impossible to "think about it day by day and dream about it at night", right? !

Roger looked at the twelve or thirteen-year-old blond lady in front of him with a tangled face, "You say... who are you?"

"My name is Jeffrey, and I'm your staff." The boy puffed his cheeks and repeated it with some dissatisfaction.

"Oh...damn, my worldview..." Roger moaned covering his face.

"World view? What's wrong with your world?" The boy tilted his head, his big blue eyes were watery and full of curiosity.

"My world has just been destroyed, and it is currently being rebuilt." Roger put down his hand and smiled politely, "Hello, Jeffrey, my name is Roger, you may... have known it for a long time?"

"Well! I know! You have greeted me!" Jeffrey nodded again and again, his smiling eyes curved into a beautiful arc, "It's okay if the old world is destroyed, as long as it can be rebuilt The new and more vibrant world will do - that's what my previous master told me. Thank you for waking me up and giving me the new world, Roger."

Roger felt that he liked this boy very much, no, maybe it should be said... this staff?

"You don't need to thank me. Speaking of it, I just hit it by mistake. What's more... I originally wanted to use you for myself." Roger replied honestly, because the other party had already developed towards idealism, so he felt It's better to be honest, "Can I use you?"

"Yeah! You can!" Jeffrey agreed without hesitation, with a sweet and lovely smile on the corner of his mouth, "The former master gave me to Emerald Sinner, and you should have obtained Her approval is what got mine from her, right?"

"Uh...maybe...you can put it this way." Roger was hesitant, because at that time the goddess of the sea tribe seemed to want to "hand over" the staff to Lacente, but when Lacente refused and Roger took over At that time, she didn't seem to object, so Roger ignored Lycent with peace of mind.

"In this case, it is enough." Jeffrey smiled, his blue eyes were slightly dim, with a bit of melancholy and nostalgia, "Although the relationship between me and Emerald Sinner is not very good, but I I also believe that since she has fulfilled the agreement with the master, she will not casually throw me to others, and there are reasons for everything she does."

Subconsciously, Roger didn't want to pursue the "reason" of the sea goddess at all, for fear that someone would unknowingly detain him with some damn responsibility, which would add to his uneasy burden. So he changed the subject very simply, "...Jeffrey, you seem a little unhappy?"

"A little bit..." Jeffrey tilted his head, and the corners of his mouth lifted up reluctantly, "But it's not your fault! Roger, I'm very happy to see you and be awakened by you, I just... ...just miss Clarence a little bit...you don't quite resemble him...Of course, it's normal not to be like him, it's nothing...I'm just not used to it...I think I'll get used to it soon!" Jeffrey explained in a hurry, watching Roger's expression anxiously, as if he was afraid that he would show an unhappy look.

"Clarence...? Your previous master?" Roger smiled, thinking that Geoffrey's appearance is quite interesting, and nostalgia is a good character, which shows loyalty, "Clarence... I seem to Where have I heard this name..."

He pondered, thinking about this name that made him subconsciously feel a little important, just as if he had caught something, something suddenly tied his waist tightly from behind.Roger was startled, and Geoffrey, who was opposite him, also widened his eyes in astonishment, and opened his mouth to shout something, but was swept up by an unknown force and thrown aside far away.

Lowering his head, he saw a muscular arm encircling his waist. Roger turned his head to look at the person behind him, but only saw a head of long hair as black as the night sky, and a pair of sharp purple demonic eyes. Eye.

And then...then he woke up.

"Get off of me! Damn it! Lesant, you're strangling me!" Roger pushed Lecent's body angrily, trying to push the black-haired swordsman on top of him. "Go back to your bed!"

"You've been paralyzed, I just want to wake you up." Overwhelmed by Roger's resistance, Lacente finally raised his body slightly and said seriously, "This is too dangerous, I want to sleep with you Together, we can keep you safe."

"Afflicted by a nightmare? A nightmare?" Roger froze for a moment, stopped his movements for a while, and looked sideways at Lycente's pure, kind and honest eyes.

"Yes." Laycente nodded, without any guilt at all, but in Roger's eyes, he looked like a child who was proud of doing something wrong but using lies to escape the punishment of adults.

Roger lowered his eyes, his long white eyelashes half-hidden his red eyes, and after pondering for a moment, he turned his gaze to the floor next to the bed—where his staff was lying pitifully, apparently by someone The guy snatched it in a very bad way and threw it out of bed.

"...Jeffrey?" Roger tentatively opened his mouth and called out.

The emerald at the top of the staff shone brightly as if responding, and then dimmed as if he was hiding from something because he was afraid of something.

Roger silently shifted his gaze to Lycent, "Now, what else do you have to say?"

"..." Lacent remained silent, his eyes drifted away for a moment, and then he silently buried his head into the crook of Roger's neck.

"...Don't think that you can fool me by pretending to be innocent and innocent. I have been fooled by you so many times. If I haven't accepted the lesson, then my brain is not fully developed!" Roger gritted his teeth and tugged at Rycent. The black hair that made him itchy, "If you don't want to talk, go back to your own bed! I can pretend that nothing happened tonight."

"...If I say so, can I sleep in the same bed with you all the time?" Lacente asked sullenly.

"...You don't need to say anything, get the hell out of here now, immediately, immediately!" Roger replied decisively with a vein popping out of his forehead.

Lecent: "..."