“But if you have any accidents, have you thought about the father of your sick bed, my child.” Bishop was tempted.
“A… Alca will help me take care of father…”
“Alca, I know this youngster, he is your lover, right?”
Serge’s face looked very dark, and she bowed her head and was nodded with powerlessness.
Bishop’s face is hidden in the shadows, with a faintly discernable smile on the corners of his mouth.
“You want revenge. It doesn’t work for the Count of Tonigel, my child,” he slowly started talking, his voice low and hoarse. As if it contained MP, a little bit of the Pandora’s Box of Sergeant Spirit “but you can target the people around him, like he killed your loved ones…”
“And this Lord Count happens to have a fiancée with him…”
……
Seymour didn’t know how she came from Lucita. She stumbled on the avenue for carriage, not far from the familiar woodland, and the sparkling riverside scenery in the moonlight. The old Kent’s inn stands on the other side of the bridge. Under the night is like a shadow of a shadow.
She is commonplace on both sides of the road, but this moment is no stranger to the forest. The forest is like a myriad pairs of unscrupulous eyes. They are all stunned, and the pores between the trees are closely staring at her.
The sound of the nightingale screaming in the distance seems to be somewhat illusory, gu gu sounds, and occasionally the woods will send the sound of flapping wings, that is, these winged creatures capture the sound of the voles in the forest.
These voices call her shiver coldly, and she feels like she is a ghostless soul, wandering in this wilderness.
The old Kent’s inn is getting closer and closer, the outline of this wooden stone building gradually emerges from the darkness, immersed in the dark and silent signs, window sills, a little faded blurry colors, gradually clear in the moonlight.
But the shackles are getting slower and slower.
She slammed her hand into one’s own arms, where a bottle was placed, and she held the bottle, and the cold touch of the ceramic made her heart jerk.
She seems to hold one’s own destiny and sigh gently.
The words of Bishop emerged from the brain of a paste.
“This bottle of poison, you want to let the woman drink it. You are the waitress of the hotel. There is always a way to let them go. Old Kent is not at his hotel this evening. This is your best chance.”
“Oh, this is not difficult, and there is no danger. Once you have revenge, the church members will save you.”
I don’t know when it started, and I slammed my teeth and creaked.
She only felt a mess in her head. On the one hand, those guests who lived in the cat and beard hotel in the past few days, while they died in Aouine’s brother, sometimes they could not suppress the image of Al, the youngster Looking at her with his unique taunting expression “You are not going to avenge your big brother, Samuel, what are you hesitating?”
“But doing this will cause trouble for Kent Uncle.”
“After this evening, the empire will cease to exist, and no one will go to the old Kent.”
“No, what about Aouinian?”
“Come on, frank, you are scared. Look at your pale face, your fingers, when you really face the enemy, where is your courage?”
“No, I am just…”
The two voices were mixed in the brain of the scorpion, like two saws, and she saw her headache. She wanted to stop and catch her breath, but the two ‘teachers’ behind her did not give her the opportunity to push her forward and tell her.
“Go, Serva, don’t let Bishop adults down, don’t let your big brother down, we believe you can do it.”
She did not dare to look back. She instinctively felt that she would encounter some terrifying things with a little hesitation. The two men looked at his eyes and reminded her of the wolf she had seen in Brukan when she was a child.
It’s cold and fierce.
She sneaked into the front door of the hotel, the door was closed, but she knew that old Kent would normally put the key under the carpet in front of the door when leaving home. She bent down and tried to find the brass key, but it was at this time that a slightly good voice came out behind the door.
“Who is outside?”
The voice is light and rhythmic, full of the sense of jumping of the notes, as if its owner had all the strong goodness into it.
Samuel froze, she recognized the voice, it was the very good miss merchant.
……
(Recommended a very good dnd novel “The thief creed of the tour”, the story is interesting, set rigorous, it is understood that the setting of game World has done more than 100,000 words. And the update is especially powerful, push everyone to see Look.
Attached to the book is the first to be good with people, the second is to make money, and the third is to help the poor. This is the creed of the thief Barkins in “World”.
This book is set to come from dnd, daily warranty update 6000, from 10,000 to 20,000 outbreaks. )
“Warning: You are affected by the disease, causing 0 point damage (where 33 points have been resisted).”
“Warning: You are affected by the disease, causing 0 point damage (where 31 points have been resisted).”
“Warning: You are affected by the disease, causing 0 point damage (where 40 points have been resisted).”
Brando suddenly stopped and called up the battle log in the retina, and a light green screen appeared in front of him, which was already full of horrible to see system records.
He immediately raises the head, which has entered Queens, where the normal is the busiest area of the entire Lucita business, with dozens of empire’s most famous Merchant Unions on either side of the street, and the spectacular buildings are now immersed in In the darkness and silence, every door, every window is closed, and there is a mist in the street.
“Fog?” Brando suddenly raised his hand and grabbed it, then opened his hand to reveal the bodies of several flying insects.
“What’s wrong, adult?” Behind him, Medissa and Scippamira stopped, and the latter curiously looked at his movements and asked.
However, Silver Elf Little Princess stared at the colorful flying corpse in Brando’s hand, with a brief remark and a steady ray of light.
“Know?” Brando asked △ shout.
“This is the plague insects, they are born in the fog of the gray field, the devouring of the devil’s body and the rot of the fallen soul,” Medissa quietly replied: “I have seen them more than once.”
“This is a larva,” Brando nodded: “I haven’t grown up yet. You should have been an adult.”
He narrowed his eyes and looked toward the dead street ahead, knowing where Medissa had dealt with these worms; the plagues were Hell’s inhabitants, eating rot, usually a group born of the same mother. The female parent is a giant adult, and one ethnic group often has only one head. The plague worms rarely leave the female parent too far, and they rarely migrate to the gray field.
But there is one exception.
Among the twelve branches of Tree Shepherd’s, Poisonous Insect Thane is a worm Wizard for generations. This Tree Shepherds controls a huge number of plague insects. As early as in the era of War of the Holy Saints, Tree Shepherds had been handed over to Silver Elf and humans more than once, so Medissa should have seen these Hell visitors more than once at that time.
This generation of Poisonous Insect Thane Mayad was captured by the Empire decades ago and was held deep in an underground prison in Lucita, but even Andersia was alive and shouting not long ago, and it would not be self-willing to come to the Poisonous Insect Thane. lonely.
“It seems that Her Majesty has not only had a problem with us.”
“Would you like to fight, Lord Thane,” Medissa asked.
“First bless defense spell, these larvae don’t make any trouble for us, but it’s hard to say inside.” Brando frowned. Tree Shepherd’s Every one is hard to get around, and Andersia is weak in it. Although Mayard is not strong enough, it is especially difficult to deal with.