"By the way, you should treat the female knight first. It won't be interesting if she dies." Hilton turned to the young man Yabin and patted his shoulder generously. The young man's white magic made him very happy.
I have a good impression. "I'll let you go second."
But Yabin did not move, staring at the flickering bonfire, with a dull look on his originally handsome and delicate face.
"Think about it, being a temple knight of the church or such a beautiful female knight is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Who on the mainland can have such an opportunity? She must still be a virgin." Hilton stuck out his tongue and licked it.
Licking her lips, her voice was trembling due to excessive excitement and desire. "Think about that bitch's condescending look and tone of voice, looking down on us? When you fuck her later, you can ask her what the hell is going on**
*…”
The young man suddenly stood up, his face still expressionless, and walked away.
"I have never seen the world, and I am still a child." Hilton shook his head and smiled. Although his appearance is a bit worse than Silica, but now the ferocious and yf under the red bonfire can be called the same by most people.
shudder.
The druid never said a word, but just pressed his injured hand and looked at the bonfire quietly. He suddenly said: "Forget it. If you want to kill, just kill it. Don't do such disgusting things."
"Disgusting?" Hilton was surprised, as if it was the first time he heard the word. "Fuck, you are just messing around, what is this? You have never seen anything more disgusting than this." He looked at Silika and smiled.
."yes?"
Silica didn't say a word, only showing a smile that seemed to understand her. It was equally ferocious, like a tiger showing appreciative affirmation to a wolf's bloodthirsty.
The druid's expression was dull. His body was a little bloated, but his appearance was as honest as the three generations of his ancestors who had faced the loess and turned their backs to the sky. No matter how you looked at it, he looked like the most ordinary grocery store owner after he regained his human form. He
Looking at the bonfire, he murmured in a very plain voice, as if he were reading from a ledger: "As a human being, you should have some conscience."
"Conscience?" Hilton's eyes suddenly opened and he was stunned. Then he burst out laughing, and he was out of breath from laughing. The wound on his face suddenly tore a little more, and kept cracking.
The blood was flowing down. But he was still laughing despite the pain. You could hear that he was trying to restrain himself. But he couldn't restrain himself. The laughter echoed in the trees and spread far and wide.
The masked women Jessica and Silica also looked at the Druid with strange eyes. One was joking and funny, and the other was disgusting and disdainful, as if they were looking at a druid who had just emerged from a manure pit and was still full of food.
mouse.
"**.**." Hilton finally stopped laughing. The scar on his face even broke the suture thread, and blood flowed all over his face again. "This is my ***
The funniest joke I’ve ever heard in my life. Instead of going to church to be a pastor and teach people, you become a Druid. It’s a waste of talent.”
Druid said nothing, stood up sadly, and walked in the direction Yabin left.
"Fuck, you're so prude. It's made me miserable." Hilton spat at Druid's back with disdain, then turned around and looked at the man impatiently. "Don't worry about these two idiots. You go first
go……"
But the man had no intention of going, and he didn't even move. He gave Hilton a cold look. The coldness in his eyes was stronger than before. He slowly uttered two words: "No."
"Why not? Shit." Hilton was a little excited and almost jumped up. If it weren't for the incredible skill and combat effectiveness this man showed in the battle just now, he would have rushed forward and snatched the person away. In desperation,
He looked at Silica again. "You said this person..."
Silica smiled. Although this smile can still be used to scare people, there is no doubt about the calmness and rationality in it. He has been like this since he escaped from the basement. He smiled and looked at the man, who was very big.
Dudu said: "I believe you must have your own reasons, tell them and listen."
"Yes, tell me." Hilton also looked at the man, and suddenly he seemed to understand again. "Fuck, you can't, you can't... you can't fall in love with this bitch. I tell you,
She is a temple knight, just kill her for fun."
"I won't just play for fun. I will call a group of people to fuck her for a week until she dies." The man said coldly.
"Then why did you..." Hilton asked with eyes wide open.
"If I keep her, I still have to ask her a lot of questions. If I fuck her now, it's no different from killing her. If I want to, I won't be able to ask her." The man smiled at Hilton, which was a standard smile.
The unsmiling smile reveals a pair of neat white teeth, but it looks more like the sharp teeth of a beast that makes people's hair stand on end. "Don't worry, wait, I will let you participate, and I will also let you be the first one."
.Finally, I will send her body to Celeste to that old bastard Magnus, I promise it will open his eyes. Hahahaha..."
Hilton couldn't help but shuddered. Whether it was desire or other fires in his heart, all the fire in his heart was doused by this cold laughter. Even the sparks were gone. Instead, he hesitated and said: "There's no need to be so exaggerated... You are
joke."
Quietly raping and killing a Temple Knight was the greatest crime that Hilton could imagine. If he really did what this man said, it would not be a crime, it would be simply madness. That would be equivalent to slapping the Pope.
A slap in the face is a blatant cry to be an enemy of the entire Church of Light.
"I never like to joke." The man looked at Hilton coldly and replied.
If other people had said this, or if this man had said this before, Hilton would have thought that this man was either crazy or joking. But after seeing the man's skills, especially the weird knife, it seems that until now
He could still smell the lingering smell of blood in the air. Hilton almost intuitively felt that there was something unimaginable behind the man's seemingly ordinary face.
"Why are you doing this?" Hilton asked cautiously.
"That old man Magnus and Eskel... these old immortals, I have been planning to deal with them for a long time..." The man paused for a moment, as if he thought of something and stopped talking.
.
The masked woman Jessica suddenly asked: "Is that knife of yours... attached with dark and necromancy magic?".
"I never thought there would be anyone with such good taste." The man said lightly. His eyes fell on her body and he scratched her up and down like a knife.
"What? Darkness and... the undead..." Hilton's voice became smaller and smaller, and then he shut up.
"Don't look at me like that, I won't be able to bear it." Jessica smiled, her eyes flashing like a cat. The laughter was so sweet that even her thin but strong waist was as deadly as a snake.
She twisted a bit, as if she was flirting with her lover on the bed. "It was recognized by the girl from the temple. It can make that girl have some scruples. The only thing that won't let your weapon hit her glorious armor during the battle, what else can you say?"
It’s evil and dirty. Everyone knows what’s going on.”
"You can live longer if you know less about some things." The man said lightly. He squinted his eyes while lying down.
Hilton kept looking at the man. The expression on his face was one of surprise, admiration, and fear mixed with admiration.
Jessica's big eyes outside the mask also looked up and down at the man, then showed an ambiguous smile, turned around, jumped into a tree nimbly, and lay down on the branches.
Only Silica glanced at the man faintly, turned and walked away. But after he turned around, he showed a smile. This smile was very sincere and happy. Even the ferocious face that could almost rival Behemoth's was because of this.
Really happy and less ferocious.
Of course, this smile has no sound at all, and no one will see it.
At this time, on the other side of the trees.
When Druid Anderson could finally hear the voices of those people, he vaguely heard the man saying that he would keep the female knight for the time being. This made him feel better for the time being. Many times, he believed that animals are always easier to get along with than people.
Much. This is not just out of his belief, but more out of his own inner feeling.
Someone's voice could be faintly heard in front of him, it should be that young man Yabin. Anderson got closer and heard that it was actually a confession.
“Lord Almighty…we confess and weep over our many sins and evils, which we commit from time to time through our thoughts, words and deeds, which are enough for the Lord to send us condemnation and wrath…please forgive us…
...Forgive us our sin debts, just as we forgive those who have wronged us; do not let us fall into temptation, evil and darkness. Glory to the Lord, today and forever, please have mercy on the Lord..." Yabin half-knelt on the ground and closed his eyes.
He raised his eyes and held his forehead with his hands, repeating the words of confession and prayer in a standard Christian posture. The moonlight coming from the forest illuminated his rather soft face without any color.
Although Anderson was surprised, he was not shocked. This young man can use pretty good white magic, and he must have something to do with the city. But since he used white magic to help the group deal with the Temple Knights at the critical moment, at least
It means that he is not an undercover agent of the church. More importantly, since he can hear his voice, he can also detect him. If he acts in front of others as if nothing has happened, it is naturally because he has no guilt in his heart.
Although Anderson hates the church because of his affiliation, the words recited by this young man now make him feel strange. Those words, as well as the subtle emotions in the voice of the reciter, all make him
I feel something in my heart.
It had been quite some time, but there was no sign of stopping the prayers and confessions. Anderson couldn't help but ask: "So you are religious?"
Yabin stopped praying and confessing, stood up and was silent for a while, then replied: "I don't really believe it." Then he asked: "What did they do to the female knight? I didn't seem to hear anything."
"Don't worry, she's fine for now. The man said there's no rush now. But it's hard to say in the future. It might be worse." Anderson sighed, suddenly looked at Yabin and said, "Aren't you afraid that I'll tell others about you?"
Are you a believer? You actually come here to repent and pray at this time. You know, everyone, including me, is an enemy of the church."
Yabin sighed and said, "I told you that I don't believe in religion. It's just because of the habit I've developed from being disciplined by my grandfather for many years. And I didn't come here specifically to repent... I just didn't want to hear the woman's screams, so I came here alone."
Just find something to say to yourself."
"You don't believe in religion, so who do you confess to and pray for?" Anderson thought this young man was very interesting.
"Let me hear it for myself." Yabin's expression darkened. "That woman ended up in such an end can be attributed to me. In fact, I really regret it now..."
"But you had to do this at that time. I can see that you really need the thousand gold coins, and besides joining this group, there is really no other way to find that much money." Anderson sighed again and smiled bitterly.
"Actually, I'm pretty much the same as you."
"I remember that what you requested from Silica were three magic items stored in Tularion."
"Yes, those are the sacred objects that our Druids lost many years ago. Now except for me and a few companions, our sect is almost extinct. I must get those things back before I die. What about you, why do you need
That much money?”
"Because I want to take my sister around to seek medical treatment." Yabin replied calmly. There was a deep and steady look on his face that was inconsistent with his age, and there was also a bit of vicissitudes of life.
Anderson's eyes lit up and he said, "Maybe I can help you with this. Our Druids' knowledge in healing, especially herbal medicine, is by no means worse than the white magic of the church. What is your sister's disease?" Yabin was silent.
After a while, he replied in a low voice: "She is crazy. Because she was too frightened."
Anderson let out a disappointed sigh. This was definitely not the effect of herbal medicine. Then he asked: "Then you should ask the church for help. If it is the white magic of a cardinal-level magician, it may be effective.
Moreover, there are also people in the church who study mental magic. I heard that Cardinal Eskel of Erathia is very accomplished in mental magic."
"If I can find them, will I still join this group of people?" Yabin smiled bitterly, looked at Anderson and said, "You are telling me this as if you are encouraging me to leave you and join you."
The honest Druid was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that the relationship between the two was actually very subtle, and they should even be wary of each other. However, he was really not good at dealing with this aspect, so he smiled honestly: "I
It’s just a casual remark. Anyway, if you help us catch that temple knight now, you won’t be able to defect to the church again.”
"Yeah, there's nothing I can do..." Yabin said with a bitter smile, and suddenly his body and voice froze.
"What's wrong with you?" Anderson asked. He could see the change in the expression on Yabin's face, but the moonlight was not bright enough so he couldn't see clearly what the expression was.
Yabin turned around, and the moonlight fell on his face. It turned out to be a smile. The soft and bright smile looked even more friendly on his already good-looking face. He smiled at Druid and said: "It's nothing, we still