Christina has a very chaotic concept of time. On the one hand, she can hold Lyon for ten years, watch her husband experience all kinds of women and become a playboy. On the other hand, she has the impatientness of human beings and wants to rush back to Frank immediately and join the war with the demons.

My mother raised her for nearly fifty years, and then because of her death, humans took over. The two different lifespans and different cultures are so different that they have such a great difference, which has left an indelible mark on Christina. The elves of the Eternal Forest look like humans, but every human they meet regards her as an elf.

She agreed to the dwarf without saying a word, lacking the concept of time that normal people should have, which led to her thinking that taking a few months or even half a year to get into the ravine with a stranger who had been with him for a few days was to practice the Paladin's code and repay her kindness. Aido received a positive answer and walked out of the room with satisfaction to sort out the equipment and supplies. While waiting for the dwarf to come back, the elf quickly put on his clothes and paced around the room, and the more he thought about it, the more something was wrong. She became restless, and she didn't care about the water dripping from the ends of her hair soaking the floor.

She realized that she had no time to waste. Maybe in another year, the demon could flatten Frank and rush towards the empire. The elves sat on the bed and thought about it, and the water droplets fell down, and the bed sheets were also affected.

When the dwarf returned to the room, he had a pair of chain mail and shields in his hand. The Turks did not have the concept of chest plate armor, and at most some iron plates were attached to the chain mail. Christina waved her hand, she hated everything about the Ottomans, and putting on pagan armor was self-deprecating.

However, she did not reject the small iron shield, which was no larger than the plate. The breastplate vest made of wild boar skin was suspiciously strong, and she had to have some other defense methods.

"Where is your home?" After all, the elf was too "young", and his hesitation was accidentally reflected in his mouth, and he said something but stopped.

"In the Pyrenees, walk nearly a hundred miles west from here." Edor shrugged and lowered his head to tidy up the backpack on the floor. She already had one, which was obviously for the elves.

"If you set out now, you will be there in three days." After the female dwarf said that, staring at the elf's symmetrical and tall figure for a while, as if she had just discovered it. Christina was so uncomfortable that she was staring at by the dwarf, and she always felt that she was not wearing any clothes.

"A week." The female dwarf changed her mouth.

All parts that seem very attractive to men, such as their butts, long legs and thin waists, are useless burdens for long-distance travel. Although the dwarf is short, those short legs can walk for a day and a night or even longer in extreme situations. The indistinct body outline gives the dwarf a weight-bearing ability far beyond humans, so Model's people can stand tenaciously in the mountains and ridges.

Christina carried the bag without saying a word. The dwarf's worries were unnecessary. The elf lady was not only useful but also useful.

Diego personally sent the ladies to the gate of the city. The castle was not big, which was nothing. But the two donkeys given by the Baron were very precious, and they were more practical helpers than horses in the Pyrenees.

Until she waved goodbye to the baron, the elf was not sure whether she wanted to circle around the mountains with the dwarf. Her personality was too tempted by the flow and always gave the opportunity to give orders to others. This was an old problem.

The donkey had a saddle on its back, and Aido took the lead and suggested that Christina do the same. After hesitating for a while, Christina shook her head and refused. She was afraid of crushing the donkey, and she was even more worried about the image of riding on the short pack beast.

"I heard that Frank has a demon?"

After all, the two of them were not very familiar with each other. After walking far away, the castle became the size of their fingertips. Only the female dwarf said this.

"Yes." Christina's tone was plain. Valkyrie controlled her body during the battle, giving her the feeling of killing a demon like killing a chicken.

"Then you should go even more. In my hometown, Rune Blacksmith specializes in creating swords and guns to deal with demons." Aido smiled very badly, with yellow teeth, too thick lips, and his chaotic light yellow hair didn't help much.

Aido is closer to the dwarf in her mind, and her sloppy temperament is similar to Flint. Unlike Ola in the Horn Castle, her red hair is neat and eye-catching, and her skin on her face is much more delicate. Ignoring her height and body shape, it is actually very feminine.

"Your hometown must be a good place." What she heard made her eyes light up and her spirits improved a lot.

The rune sword "Ice" given to her by the White Knight made it peel off iron like mud, but it was a pity that it was lost in the Ottoman barracks. Since that was the case, the elf reluctantly could not follow the dwarfs.

Christina, with three pairs of wings, showed her power and killed a group of demons of all sizes. However, there was still a sparseness. Erin and Flint both claimed that the demons had escaped and flew away in the direction of Caen City. Sometimes it was better to kill them all, but in some cases, one or two cowards were let go and let the invincible news spread.

With the reputation of the Six-winged Angel, Lyon arrived in Burgundy safely with his partner, and did not encounter a demon again on the way. They stopped at the Satinov Castle on the border of Burgundy, ate a hot meal, and gave the ladies in the team a good bath. That night, Ashley tried to sleep with Lyon, and she was careless and did not avoid suspicion at all, and acted like a hound marking the territory.

To be honest, Ashley is a perfect wife, with brown hair dragged to her waist, and both her melon-shaped face and big eyes are extremely eye-catching. It would be great if she was not a demon. Lyon rejected the passionate succubus, and firmly but gentlely bombarded Ashley to the place she should go. The room she shared with Ranger Erin at the corner of the corridor.

"It seems he rejected you, huh?" Since I knew Ashley's true face, Erin's speech became straightforward, without the unique roundabout way of the Orientals.

The succubus glanced at the elves and lay back on his bed without taking off his clothes. Ashley's urgency was not only emotional factors, but also realistic considerations. The contract owner Vanessa died for a long time but she did not find a new partner. Nature began to punish the aliens who broke into without permission in a unique way. Ashley had not had much time left. She really wanted to ask Lyon to be her master, so she would be completely inseparable.

After the Ranger mocked the demon, he saw the other party lying down and sleeping in a bad mood. Erin was disappointed. She wanted to show off her verbal advantage, which caused the succubus to scatter, and just convinced Lyon to throw this guy back to the place where he should go. What are the good and bad differences between demons? Since ancient times, people and ghosts should not be entangled. To a certain extent, she was still an oriental spirit deep in her heart. The Succubus and the Ranger who were not very happy to get along without saying a word all night and fell asleep.
Chapter completed!