Why does the princess wear a skirt [Western Fantasy]

"Brave! Damn brave! If possible, I would also like to be that damn brave! I just want to follow the great devil, but why is it so difficult!" The boy continued to poke the wooden stick on the table with great strength , that look of anger and resentment seemed to regard the table as the 'brave' in his mouth.

Difficult, isn't it?

The devil is in front of him, but he can't recognize him at all. Probably for the followers of the devil, there is nothing more difficult than this.

So, why can't you recognize such a distinctive silver hair and such a handsome and good-looking face?Is it because the hair doesn't flutter automatically without wind?

Irene pondered quietly, seeing through but not telling the truth, this is his special state of life.

And the brave team didn't know what to say, so they could only remain silent.

Silently ate the skewered meat that was about to go cold, silently listened to the boy's growls, sighs and unwillingness, silently watched the table being poked into deep holes one after another.

At this time, it's better not to provoke this boy who worships the devil, who made them "the damn brave".

Suddenly, the young man who was muttering and angry changed his subject, turned his gaze to the brave men who were as quiet as wood in front of him, and said, "Why don't you talk! Are you looking down on me?"

Stared at by such sharp eyes, the brave team felt the need to say something.If the other party is unhappy, they will be kicked out of the house. In such a situation where they don't know what's going on outside, it's not very good.

So, after a brief eye contact, Irene raised the uneaten meat skewer in her hand and asked, "Do you want more? The meat is getting cold."

The boy stared at the brave men, nodded quickly and said, "Yes."

Following the devil is a long-term struggle, and there is no rush for this time. Only when you are full can you have the strength to continue to fulfill his great ideal.

After receiving the meat skewers, he stopped talking, took a mouthful of meat and a sip of wine, slowly chewing his ideals and pursuits into his mouth.

Time passed slowly, and the brave team saw that the young man had almost eaten, and planned to continue asking about those 'big guys' outside.

However, before he had time to speak, the boy spoke first: "It's late, everyone, go to bed early."

After finishing speaking, regardless of what the guests in front of him thought, he threw the wooden stick in his hand to the garbage place, turned around and left the living room.

He needs to be alone and quiet.

To quietly think about your unfulfilled ideals!

The most important thing is that he doesn't want to see these brave men for the time being. When he thinks that the brave men will meet the respected and great Demon King in a short time, his heart hurts and he feels very uncomfortable!

"Wait……"

Just as Bishop uttered a sound, the figure of the young boss had already disappeared at the dark stairway.

Since the figure of the boss was no longer visible, he turned his eyes back to his lover beside him, and at the same time, he took a meat skewer from his hand and handed it to Irene's mouth, and said, "Open your mouth."

Irene cooperatively took a few bites of the meat that had reached her mouth, thinking silently, this legend really failed too much.

In the short call just now, I lost the opportunity to have a cordial conversation with the devil!As a loyal follower of the Demon King, not to mention not being able to recognize the Demon King, but also missing the opportunity to communicate with the Demon King, it is really a miserable failure.

The princess who was thinking wildly raised her hand unconsciously, and put the meat skewer in her hand to Bishop's mouth unconsciously, while her mouth was still opening and closing to eat the still warm skewer.

"Ahem, then let's go back to sleep first? Shall we discuss it when we get up tomorrow?" Cook looked at the brave man and the princess, and said awkwardly.

Tsk, love.

He never admits that he is jealous, isn't it love?As long as Leslie nods, he can have it in an instant!

The rest of the Brave Squad were much calmer, they had already gotten used to the taste of love, and they were also used to the brave and princess ignoring them.

It's just love.

Just look at it and get used to it.

Of course, as long as there is a chance, they still want to leave this sour place.

Thinking of this, they all opened their mouths to agree.

"It's indeed a bit late."

"Let's rest first, it's not too late to discuss tomorrow."

"It's time to rest."

"Let's go then."

After finishing speaking, they did not wait for the reply from the brave man and the princess, and left the living room to the lovers in a very considerate manner.

Anyway, looking at the situation of feeding each other, I don't have much time to answer them.

When Irene finally came back to her senses, she found that there was only Bishop left in the hall, a pile of wooden sticks left over from eating kebabs, and a few wine barrels and wine glasses.

……

He seemed to understand why the innkeeper had suddenly left.

Just looking for an excuse to slip away, so that they can deal with the leftover mess after eating and drinking, right?

So why are he and Bishop the only ones left now?Did my dear teammates slip away too?

It's really sinister!

With a bitter face, Irene grabbed the paw of her lover's hand with her backhand, touched it back and forth twice, felt the long and powerful claws of the other's fingers, he hesitated for a moment, and turned to another He took out the magic wand from the space ring with one hand, recited the wind spell silently, and began to clean up the rubbish around him.

He couldn't care about how to clean it up, because Bishop's claws are really fun, and he can't describe what it feels like, so it's a bit addictive!

"Wooden sticks are flying all over the sky." Bishop pointed his lover's forehead with whichever finger was not trampled by his lover, and said with a helpless smile.

His Irene was always in a daze and looked easy to bully.

Irene turned around the magic wand in her hand, looked at Bishop beside her, and said with a smile: "I know."

As soon as the voice fell, the wooden sticks flying all over the sky fell one by one on the garbage place, and the wine glasses and wine barrels were also neatly arranged.

At times like this, he is very thankful that this is a world with magic, otherwise, how can he, a weak and helpless princess, maintain elegance while cleaning up the trash!

After tidying up the hall, the brave man and the princess didn't stay any longer, touching each other's hands, and walked back to the room slowly.

Ignoring the weird figure wandering outside the window, it was another beautiful night.

Not long after dawn, Erin woke up.

The calls outside the window were so lively that it was hard for him to squint, so he had to get up.

Turning over and hugging Bishop, he stretched out his hands and rubbed the other's cheek vigorously. After doing this little prank, he sat up directly and stretched slowly.

Irene washed up quickly, picked out a water-blue lace dress from the space ring, and put it on. After thinking about it, she braided a simple hairstyle for herself, and then put on a cute little top hat with pearl lace.

Today, he is still a beautiful, delicate and elegant princess!

The magic world is really wonderful, not only let him learn to wear skirts, but also let him dexterously braid hairstyles with both hands.

Although it sounds scary, it's actually... quite nice and happy, how beautiful it is!Since you can't refuse a skirt, dress up happily and enjoy!

It just so happened that today I was going to see his great-great-great-great-grandfather. Dressing up nicely would make the old man happy!

Vaguely, he always felt that this great-great-great-grandfather might know his identity. After all, he was a rare one in their genetically powerful family...'girls' would hear some news more or less.

As for the fact that he is not a woman at all, does it matter?As long as he is a princess in everyone's eyes, then he is a beautiful, beautiful and elegant princess.

Of course, in addition to being filial to the old man, he also wanted to get some news about the town from the other party.The wise man asked them to open the treasure chest, but he didn't think it was just a simple opening of the treasure chest.

"Are you up?" Glancing at a figure from the corner of the eye, Irene turned her head quickly, looked at her lover, smiled and continued, "How about my dress?"

Who is Bishop? He is a brave man who has thoroughly studied those love books!

Without even thinking about it, she said directly: "It's very beautiful, just like the first flower blooming by the lake in the morning. However, it will only look so beautiful when you wear it, because you are the one at dawn. A light shining on a flower, I can only see you and only you."

……

Erin's smile froze for a moment.

This answer is so beautiful, it sounds like poetry, but it is too exaggerated, so exaggerated that the hairs stand on end, it doesn't seem to describe him at all!But no matter what, it is right to praise him.

Thinking of this, the princess continued to be happy, humming and said, "Of course I look good."

"That's for sure, my Irene is the best looking."

Bishop responded to his lover's words with a smile, and at the same time stretched out his hand to gently pinch the other's soft cheek, leaving only Irene in his eyes.

Every word he said was from the heart, and Irene was indeed like a soft and bright light, shining into the abyss and shining into his heart.

"You're the only one who can talk, well, let's go down quickly, don't make Eddie wait too long."

With flushed cheeks, Irene lightly patted her lover's paw away, and changed the subject abruptly.

It's embarrassing to boast so much, why did he find out that Bishop still has the potential to be a poet today!

Soon, the brave team gathered in the lobby of the tavern.

In addition, there was a short figure who was not too unfamiliar.

"You guys can really sleep, you're lazier than an old man like me, why don't you sleep until night and then get up?"

The tavern owner rolled his eyes, and his tone was very mocking. He really felt that the brave ones were worse than the next.

This time the brave actually slept in!My God, why is such a human being qualified to go to the abyss to meet the devil!It is simply an insult to His Majesty the Great Demon King!If there is a chance, he must propose to the God of Light, not any strange guy can go to the abyss!

Looking at the elegant and decent brave and demon king in front of him, then look at the cub dragon, necromancer, dark elf, holy monster and... the orc patriarch who I met once a long time ago?Wait, what are these things?

……

No, he couldn't help it anymore, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and now he has to talk to the God of Light about the situation!There must be an explanation!

Why can these guys go to the abyss, but he can't?At least his attribute is still light, and he can also represent light to support the scene exclusive to the brave!

Seeing the scene of the tavern owner suddenly slamming the door in anger, the brave team was a little dazed.

Don't you just wake up a little late?

Is it worth the young boss being so angry?

After looking at each other, they couldn't think of any clues, so they ignored the matter. They sat at the only dining table in the living room, eating the sandwiches made by Jerry, and began to discuss how to pass this matter. test.

However, until the twenty or thirty sandwiches were eaten up in silence, no one from the brave team spoke.

They have no clue at all.If possible, I even want to go directly to the main square to challenge those guardians and open the so-called treasure chest directly.

Irene looked at Bishop, then at Leslie, then at Garcia, Jerry, and Cook who was staring at Leslie intently. He found desperately that he seemed to be the only one who didn't know Have any clues.

As for Eddie who was waiting for them to speak with wide-eyed eyes not far away, forget it, an underage baby, you can't count on it either.

That's right, when I left Siya, among the many prefixes of the God of Light, there was no word that meant 'smart'.

Taking a deep breath, he looked at his teammates solemnly, and said, "I think we should go to the town to find out the news first. Don't forget, you need three keys to open the treasure chest. Where are these three keys? The old man who brought us didn't tell us."

"Okay!"

"It's time to inquire about the news!"

"That's right, that's how it is!"

"Eileen, you are so smart!"

……

"Then where are we going to inquire about the news?"

The calm elf Leslie looked at Irene who gave the best advice, and asked the most important question.

Irene was even more desperate after hearing this.

Judging from his experience of playing games in his previous life, this is definitely a puzzle game that tests his IQ!It is very common for the brave team to appear on the way to the abyss to defeat the devil!Although he had never cleared such a similar game, his intuition told him that this game was hundreds of times more difficult than the game.

And this team with no violence and no IQ, just a normal human being, really can't handle it!

Where else can I go to find out the news, look around and ask!

Facing so many hot gazes from his teammates, he suppressed the complicated emotions in his heart, and said calmly: "Look for an opportunity to chat with the residents, don't be so direct, be tactful, and remember the key points from the chat content. Things are fine, we can act separately, so that we can get more useful information faster."

Irene felt that she had explained it very clearly, and looked forward to her teammates, hoping that everyone could understand what he said, and successfully complete the great work of formulating.

Although it sounds difficult, he believes that the brave team with light and hope on their backs will definitely be able to do it!

"Then shall we set out now to find the key?"

Excited Eddie's eyes are bright, he is the best at finding things!

Irene suddenly didn't trust her non-human teammates very much. Maybe the Father God gave them strength, so they forgot to give them some aspects of IQ.

Forget it, anyway, they are a brave team favored by luck, and there will always be a way to pass the test.Think optimistically, maybe everyone can get all kinds of news after just a few casual chats!

Thinking of this, he said blankly: "Well, you can chat with the residents of the town in various ways, don't look for keys, just chat about anything, just write down what the residents have said gone."

"By the way, everyone, don't conflict with the residents here. If I'm not mistaken, this is the hermitage of the strong, and I don't know exactly what the hermitage of the strong is. I just remember that it is a lively town. .”

Cook, who suddenly remembered something, opened his mouth to remind this group of temporary brave teammates.

As the former patriarch of the orc clan, he certainly knew a lot of news. For example, any old man here could beat them out of town.But facing the brave, he can't say much and dare not say too much. This is the rule and test set by the gods. After this journey to the abyss is over, how much he can understand depends on the abilities of the brave.Venus once said to him when discussing the brave with him inadvertently, that not every class of braves is extremely outstanding, and not every class of braves is strong, as long as they can bring light and hope to Seta, they will be Can be brave.

Irene looked straight at Cook, her eyes full of approval.

Not bad, there is another understanding person here.

He felt that relying on this temporary teammate alone, he might have a good harvest!

If this teammate hadn't been so obsessed with love and obsessed with Leslie, maybe they could have left this town sooner.

After discussing for a while about the 'Hermitage of the Strong', everyone started to split up.

In the lobby of the tavern, only the brave and the princess remained.

Bishop met her lover's suspicious gaze, and said slowly, "I'm with you."

It is impossible to separate!

He will never and will not allow to be separated from Irene in this life!

"No need, you can go to other people in the town to inquire about the news. I'm going to the old blacksmith yesterday. He seems to be very kind to me. Maybe it's easier to get useful information if we talk a lot..."

"No."

Bishop interrupted her lover very forcefully.

He really didn't like that old blacksmith. In fact, he didn't like the guy who stole Irene's sight.

What's more, today's lover is so cute and beautiful, what should I do if I go to the old blacksmith alone and get bullied!

Thinking of this, he continued, "I don't think he looks like a good person. I'd better accompany you to other places."

Irene looked at her lover helplessly, and continued to persuade: "I don't think he looks like a bad guy, he looks like an ordinary old man, don't make trouble."

"Bad people don't write bad on their faces."

The expressionless Bishop grabbed his lover's hand and retorted mercilessly.

Anyone who steals Irene's attention is not a good person!

Irene looked at the naive Bishop, shook the arm that was holding him, and couldn't help laughing.

It seemed impossible to make the devil change his mind. After thinking about it, he said: "I think that old blacksmith is exactly the same as the portrait of my great-great-great-grandfather. Didn't Cook say that this is a town where the strong live in seclusion? Maybe he Is it my great-great-great-great-grandfather?"

"What if not? It's too dangerous." The cruel Bishop continued to dismiss his lover's opinion.

"Then let's go together, with you protecting me, even bad guys can't bully me." Irene continued to shake the other's arm, coaxing her softly, feeling that it wasn't strong enough, and continued: " Let's go, we can go together, I have already taken the old blacksmith's umbrella, and I agreed to it yesterday, I must help with the work!"

Facing the coquettish lover, Bishop couldn't resist at all, so he could only nod his head.

Hey, the little lover is so arrogant.

But this is not a big problem. With his protection, Irene can be happy every day.

Not long after, the brave man and the princess appeared in the blacksmith's shop hand in hand.

Before the old blacksmith had time to be happy about the arrival of his little granddaughter, he saw a man holding his little granddaughter's hand, and his face changed when he was forging iron.

What happened to the 1000-year-old brave man?How can we talk about love if we don't train ourselves to enrich ourselves?Is it love to go to the abyss to fight the devil?

He narrowed his eyes, and said to the brave man who was not pleasing to the eye: "You, come here and strike iron for me."

strike iron?

Irene's smile that had just been raised gradually froze.

This old ancestor's idea is very strange, he actually wants to let him, who is well dressed, go forging iron!

Could it be that he is not weak enough?Or did he act too much and the old man decided to let him exercise?

"Come here soon, what are you waiting for?"

The old blacksmith swung the sledgehammer vigorously, and slammed it heavily on the iron sword embryo. The force was so great, as if he regarded the iron sword embryo as an enemy, and the sound he made was extremely muffled.

This hammer not only hit the iron sword embryo, but also hit Irene's trembling heart.

Hit the iron, really desperate.

Elegantly, he should be able to hold the hammer that looks like a lot of gold, but it is too difficult for him to strike iron.

Gritting his teeth, and taking the last graceful steps, he walked firmly towards the old blacksmith.

I meditated in my heart, filial piety must be filial to the ancestors.

"Stop, stop, what are you doing here, little girl, this place is too dirty, let the man next to you come over."

The old blacksmith was even more dissatisfied with this brave man, and actually planned to let his lover to forge iron?

What kind of man is this?You can change it as soon as possible!

Although he has not been in touch with the outside world for a long time, it is still possible to find a good man for his little granddaughter.

Bishop was about to stop Irene, but he didn't intend to let her do such a job.

And since the old blacksmith has already spoken, it is not impossible for him to forge iron.

Eileen, who escaped unharmed, was relieved.

Forging iron is too difficult for him, even more difficult than making him duel with Bishop, the devil.

Looking at the burning stove not far away, he pulled up Bishop's clothes and said, "Be careful, don't get burned, hold on to the hammer, it takes a lot of effort to strike iron."

"Got it, you sit down first, I'll be fine soon."

Bishop smiled to appease the lover in front of him, and wanted to rub the other's cute little head, but seeing the neatly braided hair with a small hat, he could only pinch the fleshy cheek instead.

The old blacksmith who was still working hard couldn't stand it any longer, and said in a fierce tone: "Come here soon!"

Do you still dare to tease your cute little granddaughter in front of him, thinking that he doesn't exist?

Angry, very angry!

He wants to write a letter to question the current king and ask why the other party doesn't teach his lovely granddaughter to stay away from these smooth-talking men.

The old blacksmith glared angrily at the brave man who had already walked in front of him, pointed to the sword embryo on the wooden stake and said, "You, blacksmith! Did you see that? Hit this!"

After speaking, regardless of whether the brave man understood or not, he directly handed the hammer in front of the other party.

His hammer is a special artifact that ordinary people can't even pick up. He wants to see if this brave man has the strength.

If not, it's really hard to find a brave man who comes once in a thousand years. Isn't it hard to find a strong and handsome man?

Bishop didn't speak. He glanced at the old blacksmith and took the hammer with one hand.

Feeling uncomfortable, I threw it up and switched to the other hand.

……

"Strike the iron."

The old blacksmith had no expression on his face. After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked towards his well-behaved little granddaughter.

What's the use of strength, the important thing is to be strong enough, and not to be so frivolous to the little granddaughter!

"Thank you very much for telling us where the hotel is yesterday, and thank you for the umbrella, so what do I need to do? Clean the shop?"

When Irene saw the old blacksmith walking towards him, she quickly showed the attitude towards her elders and her ancestors, smiling cutely and cutely.

Who doesn't like such a cute and sweet granddaughter?

So just let him clean and clean the house, as long as you don't strike iron, everything is fine, let him wash the dishes and clothes by hand!

Looking at the well-behaved little princess, the old blacksmith smiled brighter than the sun.

After so many years, he finally had a granddaughter.

He only received the news when Irene was more than two years old, and he specially ran back to Siya to spend a few days with this cute little granddaughter.

As long as you live long enough, any wish can be fulfilled!

Satisfied, really satisfied.

With a smile on his face, he wiped his rusty hands, pointed to the exquisite sofa, table and tableware he bought yesterday not far away and said, "You little girl, what are you doing, sit over there and eat some snacks Just chat with me, an old man."

"it is good……"

Irene, who was also smiling brightly, was answering, when suddenly there was a loud crash next to the stove.

He was so scared that he quickly turned his head and looked in the direction of the movement.

Bishop in front of the stove was holding the handle of the hammer, and the body of the hammer had been... broken on the ground, and the broken tool table had been shattered into pieces of sword embryos.

The scene was extremely chaotic, but the brave man standing in the middle had an innocent expression.

"My hammer, my tool table!"

The old blacksmith roared in pain, and ran up to Bishop, grabbed the handle of his hammer back from the opponent's hand, then knelt down on one knee, touching the hammer body with one hand and the tool table with the other, heartbroken, Sad and sad.

He just wanted to test his little granddaughter's lover a little bit, why the hammer and tool table are gone!

Regret, very regret.

Bishop looked at the sad old man without any expression on his face.

Isn't it hard work to strike iron?

He just used a little bit of strength.

And Irene couldn't maintain her smile anymore, so he should hit the iron himself!

It is too difficult to let the devil strike the iron, it is really 'strike' the iron, that kind of destructive style of play.

After glancing at the innocent Bishop and then at the sad ancestor, the weak princess sighed inwardly.

What else can I do?Someone has to clean up the troubles caused by one's lover.

So, he opened his mouth and said to his ancestor who was almost in tears: "Don't be sad, I will ask Bishop to rebuild a tool table for you! As for the hammer, why not...can you repair it if you try it?"

It's okay for the old blacksmith not to listen to this, and it's even more sad when he hears it.

"It can't be repaired anymore. My teacher personally selected these from the Demon King's treasure house. Although they are not my weapons, I am very good at blacksmithing!"

"Then... When I get to the abyss, let the devil give you another one?"

Irene really didn't know what to say, so she could only coax the old man who had lost his tool.

Of course, he didn't lie, but when Bishop regained his memory, he would have to pay his ancestors a hammer and a tool table!

Thinking of this, he quickly gave his lover a look and asked him to say something nice.

Receiving the sight of his lover, Bishop stopped being a log and said, "When we defeat the Demon King, you can take whatever you want from the treasure house."

"Naive, do you really think you can defeat the Demon King?"

The old blacksmith spoke without raising his head, his tone full of sarcasm.

It is good for young people to have dreams, but this is not a dream, but a dream.

Tired and exhausted, he didn't continue to toss around any longer. He was just trying to get the obstructive fellow to go to have a snack with Irene, but then he thought about it, it was the other party who caused this situation, so why should he be an old man to clean up? When it came to the lips, the words became: "You and I pack these things, try to see if you can mend them and make do with them, little girl, come and eat, just look at it and have fun."

After hearing this, Irene hurriedly said: "How good is this, let me help too."

Otherwise, his conscience will be disturbed!

It feels weird to watch my ancestors being 'bullied'!

"It's dirty and messy here, you little girl is here to make do with something, hurry up and sit over there."

The old blacksmith's attitude was very clear, he just didn't need Irene's help.

Seeing his well-behaved little granddaughter start to eat snacks, he directed the brave man who broke his hammer to do things with the tool table.

down one day.

Erin did nothing but eat.

Seeing Bishop being ordered around by the old blacksmith, he felt very sorry, so he could only eat another box of snacks.

It has to be said that he doubted that the old ancestor specially bought all kinds of rich snacks in order to entertain his little granddaughter, and he piled up the big table.

"Have dinner at my place before going back?"

The old blacksmith looked at the little granddaughter and the brave man standing at the door, and spoke reluctantly.

He lived alone for so many years as an old man, and finally waited for a descendant to come, and because the other party was a brave man, he couldn't reveal his identity, which was too painful.

Just wanting to give all the beautiful things to my little granddaughter, but without revealing my identity, there is no reason or excuse at all!

Irene looked up at the sky, smiled and waved her hands and said, "No, it will be too late if you don't go back."

At night, there are wandering 'patron saints'.

Moreover, he has been eating for a whole day, so he is embarrassed to continue eating.

"It's late, it's not impossible to go back at night, just be careful." The old blacksmith continued to persuade him to stay, his pitiful appearance made him look like a lonely old man.

After hearing this, Irene and Bishop looked at each other. It turns out that they can't walk around at night?

The news is precious, but they still can't stay for dinner.

Irene politely smiled and declined her ancestor's invitation: "You've been tired all day and we don't want to bother you anymore. Let's go to bed early, and we'll come early tomorrow."

There was no other way, the old blacksmith could only let the young couple leave, and walked back to his shop lonely.

The distance of only three houses was exaggerated by him as an atmosphere of parting and parting.

For him, he really experienced life and death today, the life and death between him and the hammer and the workbench.

The team of brave men who returned to the tavern also started their dinner and the summary and report of today's 'chat' results.

As for the young boss, they haven't seen each other for the time being, which is also convenient for them to discuss how to open the treasure chest and pass the test.

"I played a long game with the boys in town today, they were so much fun..."

"There was an elf whose fruit was scattered on the ground in the morning. After helping him pick it up, we chatted for a long time..."

"There is a magician who is very interested in the magic created by my teacher. He said..."

"A certain resident stopped me, praised me for my good looks, and asked me where I could make such a good-looking face..."

……

After hearing these trivial things, Irene's head was about to swell.

His teammates seem to have really implemented what he said before, 'write down all the words of the residents'!

Helplessly looking at Bishop, he regretted as much as he wanted to plug his ears.

"Okay, just tell us the news that is useful to us, and keep the rest in mind for now."

Bishop gently rubbed Irene's little hand, and said this to his teammates while comforting her.

Soon, everyone told all the news they got.

However, coming and going has the same meaning, that is, the residents of the town attach great importance to the square, and usually don't go there.

This news is really useless to make Irene start to doubt the IQ of her teammates, but it is not so easy to inquire about it. If the old blacksmith didn't mention it suddenly at the end, I am afraid that she would not be able to inquire about even ordinary news.

So, how can their brave team pass this difficult test of IQ?

He sighed faintly, and said: "We know from the old blacksmith that it is actually possible to go out at night, as long as you are careful enough."

"Irene, you are amazing. I think the residents here are very tight-lipped, and they seem to know all your inner thoughts with just one look. Maybe this place is really like what Cook said, it is the hermitage of the strong. " Eddie said very seriously, he didn't feel any power from these residents, but the confident eyes that see through everything can't deceive people.

Leslie, who also felt the same way, frowned slightly, and said, "This is very difficult. It is easy to get information from ordinary people, but it is too difficult for us if it is the strong."

"How about we go to the square to see what's going on while it's still dark?"

Jerry spoke in a low voice, making a rare suggestion.

"I feel good."

"Try to walk outside first, and it will be safer to go to the square in a few days."

"This is indeed a good way."

"You can try it."

……

Irene was dumbfounded as she watched Jerry, the most timid, put forward this daring idea, and then watched stupidly as her teammates began to agree, and she was stunned.

What's going on?Is it so fierce?

I really can't think of a way, and I plan to use force to fight it?

This is too dangerous and too impulsive!

Moreover, why is there a feeling of deja vu?It seems that something like this has happened before!

Thinking of this, he turned his eyes to Bishop who was silent beside him, hoping that the other party could dismiss this irrational decision.

However, the beautiful princess forgot that sitting beside her was not only a brave man, but also a demon king.

"Okay, I'll try to see if I can walk outside tonight. If it's okay, I'll go find out which guardian is guarding the stone house for the past few nights tomorrow, plan carefully, and act in a few days." Bishop He opened his mouth lightly, and arranged the next thing clearly.

After hearing this, Irene understood that it is not difficult for the brave team to pass this test, but the brave is obsessed with his own world, unwilling to use his brain to think, and only wants to fall in love with him!

It's all to blame for this beautiful love, which harmed Bishop, who has a smart head.

But then again, his intuition told him that even if Bishop wanted to pass this test quickly, probably