Power is the only and most straightforward truth in Valoran, and power should be respected and feared.
Chen Senran knows this, and Isoriel knows this.
No one will think this is a hypocritical performance, because the hypocritical girl has been scared out, so all the parties think it is great and in line with the rules of the game. The most important thing is that no one knows whose secret.
Then they exchanged greetings and waved goodbye.
At noon, the sun is shining and birds are flying. Everything is touching like parting from old friends for many years.
However, no one saw Chen Senran turn around and feel relieved. Of course, no one saw Isoriel’s face. Unfortunately, he would not hear that sentence-
"Hope flame … maybe I should kill him."
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Little Annie is still trembling. Chen Senran patted her back and didn’t know how to comfort her. I heard the little girl whispering "It’s terrible … it’s terrible …"
Chen Senran asked her, but she couldn’t say what she was afraid of.
Or it belongs to their wizard world. A fool like Chen Senran who doesn’t know magic can understand it like a bold ant who sees the fear of heaven, while other ants who live in two dimensions will never understand it. What a great thing it is.
Chen Senran nai to see some slouches little girl mercilessly kissed her little face.
The precocious little girl suddenly screamed as if she had come back to life. She buried her head in Chen Senran’s arms and refused to come out for a long time before she said, "The big bad guy …"
And before that, what, my God, all the fear things were thrown into the sea.
The child is still a child after all.
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After half a month’s rapid return, they finally returned to the gray order territory, thanks to the persistent sweeping policy of the former little girl, which directly led to the fact that no monster dared to approach them on the way back, which nearly doubled their return speed.
Hasta, like a prophet, waited outside early to welcome his baby daughter who came back from her trip. He held little Annie in his arms intimately. His beard rubbed and made Annie itch. At this time, the mysterious warlock Gregory Hasta looked like a normal middle-aged father instead of an old fox.
After teasing for a while, little Anne Hasta turned to look at the travel-stained Chen Senran "Thank you"
When Chen Senran heard this sentence, he knew that he would not make up any excuses. Little Annie’s playfulness seemed to have made the father suffer enough.
Or in fact, what does the old fox know? Of course, Chen Senran is not the kind of alarmist, and the world doesn’t know that he can analyze everything with only one small detail.
So he accepted hasta’s apology with a clear conscience and complained a little, which provoked little Anne to show her little white teeth again, as if she was ready to pounce on him at any time.
The two men smiled at each other
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"Izriel left voodoo yesterday and went to Shuruima desert, but no one came out of the Noxas assassination team." hasta shook the cold black tea and smiled at his wife.
"Do you think this matter has anything to do with Chen Senran?" The shadow witch seems to like the dark very much, even in a unlit room, she wears a pocket.
"It’s urgent that my heart is what did Izriel bring out of Icarus?" hasta shook his head and put the cold black tea.
"Hasta, you shouldn’t be too greedy." His wife poured cold water on him lovingly.
"But … Annie is almost thirteen years old."
Thirteen means she’s going to the League.
"Blame me me … for not being strong enough."
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Recently, I was watching cats, and I unconsciously borrowed some theories. Don’t take it amiss.
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Izriel turned his sunglasses over his head and let out a long breath. The desert of Shuruima is as disgusting as ever.
It’s still Pieterwoff’s spirit. Izriel looked at it in the scorching sun. The ancient pyramid knocked at an old stone gate of the pyramid, and a hole rang and handed it to the depths, like throwing a small stone into the lake and splashing a small splash.
After a long time, when Izriel was impatient to smash this dilapidated stone gate, the stone gate finally moved. It made an ugly card and slipped to one side. Stone chips kept falling down the door. In the dark passage, there was a very magnetic voice with a decadent smell and a cold breath. "I’m sorry, my old friend, I was just taking a nap."
Isoriel rolled his eyes and mumbled, even the dead want to sleep. He quickly entered the pyramid department.
Shimen failed to light the torches one by one for a long time, giving off an unpleasant smell similar to fur decay.
Izriel waved in disgust. "I don’t know how you like living in a place like this."
The torch lit up the person who came to greet him. He was a man dressed in a typical desert decoration, with most of his dark muscles bare, but the strangest thing was his head. It was similar to a dog’s head, with deep eyes and no animal turbidity. It was an orc, which was extremely rare in Valoran. The dog’s face was holding a turquoise staff in his hand, and the dog’s face showed a trace of apology. "Oh, old friend, I’m so sorry. You know I’m not used to sunshine."
Two people quickly walked through this pyramid without stopping at all. Obviously, it is not the first time for Izriel to come here.
When they came to a hall, the two men stopped, and the torches gradually lit up around them, reflecting the complexity and density of the whole hall. The mural department was a scene of tribal life in Shuruima area in ancient times.
Izriel casually sat down on a collapsed stone tablet and took a swig from his kettle.
"Thurss, guess what interesting thing happened to me this time?" He gaigai smiled and said to the kobold
The man known as Thurskobold stuck his emerald staff in the ground. "Look at your achievements first."
Izriel saw that Thurss was not interested in his topic and was in no hurry. He never knew where he took out a dull bronze sword, and the rusty surface seemed to break when he touched it.
"This is the best blade?" Thurss took the giant sword and stroked it. It’s hard to detect the tiny patterns without looking closely. "I have studied all the history of your continent in the past ten years. This giant sword played a huge role in the ancient rune war that happened I don’t know how long ago, and it completely cut off the magical power of this continent, which led to the rampant rune energy. Where did you find it in Iacasia?"