The Devil Priest and the Brave Beautiful Girl

"It hurts!" Zuo Fei, who was actively attacking, hurt her hand. The body of the eighth-level strong, whether it is a warrior or a magician, will be strengthened to a very terrifying point by the automatic circulation of magic flow.

It is almost impossible for a seventh-level strong to hit with bare hands to cause damage, and not everyone's fists are as hard as Helen.

"Ah, does it hurt! Priest! Priest! Healing!" When he heard his granddaughter yelling for pain, the domineering Cliff suddenly panicked.

It's a pity that he is a pure fighter, and he won't have any other methods of treatment besides putting a bandage on himself.

Although there are no priests here, there are still other healing professions.

"Healing." Several white **** of light flew out from the tip of Juss's hand, and fell accurately on the three of Zofi, Kay, and Lufa. Although the general treatment for injuries suffered by the seventh-level strong is useless, it is not a problem to relieve the pain. Besides, Lufa and the others were only slightly injured.

The healing technique used by Euses extracted an extremely pure light element, which was a pure light that even Cavendish, the sage of water, felt like a miracle. After the ball of light flew to Zuofei and the others, it made them fly away with a painful feeling.

"Good job, worthy of little Yuphy and that kid..." Cliff's eyes lit up.

Having served as the head of the Paladin Order, he did not know how many priests and bishops had fought side by side with him, of course he could see the extraordinary aspects of this healing technique.

Although the level of this healing technique is not high, the effect is very good. To do this with so little magic power requires an extremely high grasp of the nature of the light element. The future of people with this kind of talent in the church can be said to be limitless.

It is one thing to have a talent for light magic, but it is another thing to be able to reach this point. The light element instinctively likes to get close to people with pure minds, so people who can use healing techniques so well are basically pure, kind and innocent people.

Generally speaking, this kind of person's faith is also quite firm, and it is easy to obtain great achievements in divine art. Before that, he had only seen two people have such qualities. And the boy in front of him (or a girl?), obviously inherited the characteristics of those two people.

Now, even if Juss says that he has nothing to do with Yuffi and the kid, he won't believe it anymore. Although this matter let the church know that it might be a little troublesome, of course he would never say it.

He personally thinks that the most inhumane thing about the Supreme Cult is the **** treaty of abstinence. Young men and women, it is forgivable to do something a little excited. Besides, Yuffi could have used a certain right to give birth to a child, but the boy seemed to have not agreed.

Children are the most precious thing in the world, and he himself likes children very, very much.

"Ah..." Cliff, who finally remembered his duty to keep secrets, coughed, and then continued to look at his lovely granddaughter.

The more I look at it, the more I like it. This short figure, small chest, and that strength is worthy of his granddaughter. From the equipment point of view, it seems that she is still a member of the Paladin. No wonder the Iron Horse boy found her so quickly.

If he had known that she was in the Paladin Order, he had entrusted the Iron Horse boy to find her earlier. But if you can find it so quickly, your ancestors must be blessing you.

"I'm your grandfather." Without the sloppy and muddling nonsense, Cliff declared this unquestionable fact directly to Zofi.

"Are you my grandfather?" Zofi looked at Cliff, who was about the same height as her, with a curious look, the old commander of the Paladins.

She didn't care much about the specific affairs of the regiment (that was the mission of Lufa and Kaye), and was only responsible for charging and engulfing the battle, so she was not very clear about the heroic deeds of the old commander of the Paladins.

However, the knife just now let her know how strong this unremarkable grandfather is in front of her. Being able to defeat the three of them so easily is indeed the strength of the head of the Paladin Order. The heads of the Paladins of the past dynasties were all served by the eighth-level powerhouses.

"That's right." Hearing the word "Grandpa" from his granddaughter made Cliff feel a little airy. The footsteps that were originally as heavy as a mountain became frivolous.

"But, my parents are gone..." Zuo Fei's voice was a little low.

"I know." Cliff's old face showed a sad expression. This matter is the eternal pain in his heart.

If it weren't for her absence, how could his lovely daughter have not been in contact with him for so many years, and hadn't even sent him a letter.

The last letter he received was many years ago. In that letter, she happily told him that she had given birth to a healthy daughter with the kid she liked, and she would take this child back soon after the full moon.

After receiving that letter, he had retired from the Paladins and he was almost ecstatic to clean his cave, and even asked his old friends to come here to make the cave the most suitable for children's activities. temperature.

In order to be foolproof, he built an exquisite little house on the side of the waterfall in the cave to welcome his newly born granddaughter. In that little house, filled with flowers, fruits, and even human jewels that he didn't admire very much, it was comparable to the room of a little princess in any country.

After doing all this, he began to wait impatiently for his runaway daughter to return with his newly born granddaughter. On the eve of the agreed day, he was born to death many times on the battlefield, even if he lay in a pile of corpses, he could sleep to death. For the first time, he couldn't sleep all night.

On the agreed day, he climbed up to the crater before dawn and looked at the only pathway in front of his cave, for fear that he would miss the moment his daughter returned in the blink of an eye.

The sun rose, and he looked expectantly at the end of the road, hoping to see his daughter's figure. Of course it was too early, and he knew it. But maybe she was a little earlier? There was no fixed time in her letter, so he couldn't miss it.

The sun walked to the middle, he stared at the only passage, and began to formally prepare. When I saw my daughter whom I hadn't seen for a long time, I would take a knife first according to international practice, or rush to hug her directly.

The sun is about to set, and he is still full of hope. Generally speaking, this is the normal time. Considering the difficulty of walking along the mountain and taking his granddaughter who was just born a short time ago, he can just entertain her family for dinner. Although entertaining that kid was a bit uncomfortable for him, but for the sake of his daughter and lovely granddaughter, let it go this time.

It was getting dark, the moon climbed up into the sky, and he was still waiting. Although it was long past dinner time, he felt that his daughter might have been delayed on the road. This is also a normal thing. The road here is not easy, and if you have to bring your daughter, it should be slower, so it is forgivable to be late for a day or two.

One day passed, two days passed, and he became a little anxious. But still full of hope. Although his daughter is stubborn and doesn't take his words seriously, what he has said definitely counts. She even left him a fairly formal declaration when she ran away from home. So since she said that she would bring her daughter back, she would definitely come back, and she would never break her promise.

For seven days, he waited endlessly for seven days above the crater, but no one came. There was no one on the road leading to the cave under the volcano.

Seven days, one month, two months, one year, year after year passed, and he waited here alone, never leaving.

She was waiting for his stubborn cute daughter, his less popular son-in-law, and his granddaughter, whom he had never seen once but already liked so much, to come back together. He even dreamed more than once that it should have happened. The scene of that day.

His not-so-good-tempered daughter greeted him readily. His soft son-in-law was a little bit cramped and did not dare to face him who was once the head of the Paladins, and his lovely little granddaughter was curious and innocent. His eyes looked at him curiously.

It's a pity, it's just a bubble-like dream. One day, he finally understood that his daughter might no longer be there. In fact, several visiting old friends had vaguely revealed this news to him. It's just that they use "accident" instead of "death" very euphemistically.

When they said this for the first time, he was furious and cut them out with his Dragon Slashing Knife, then yelled at them. But he himself understood that what they said might be true. Because during that period of waiting for his daughter, he felt heart palpitations more than once, and something bad seemed to happen.

This feeling has appeared on the battlefield more than once, and each appearance almost represents the death of one of his comrades in battle.

The cruel truth came to light ten years later. Under the persistent and full investigation of his old friends, some traces and relics were found in a corner of a remote forest. Finally, based on some clues, he found what he least wanted to see.

He shed tears for the first time when he knew the cruel truth. For the family that I lost, for the daughter I can never find again.

There is only one hope in that desperate reality, that there is nothing left by children. In other words, his only granddaughter survived.

Although she didn't know how she survived the accident, that was the only hope he could believe in.

Now, she was right in front of him, looking at him with curious eyes, as in the picture he had dreamed of countless times in his dream.