Look at each other.

Flar's light green eyes were like a pond of lake water, and the shadow of Panis was reflected in his clear pupils. The eyes that were insightful about everything seemed to see the fatigue, pain and vicissitudes hidden behind the mask through his laughter hanging on his face. At this moment, Flar felt that his heart was very painful, as if it was torn apart by his hands little by little.

"They all told me that when I saw you again, you were living a good life and happier than before." Flar sighed softly, and the wild flowers growing around her feet felt her emotions and lowered her head: "Are they all cheating on me, or do they don't understand you at all? Is this happier than before?"

"Ha, it's really happier than before." Panis chuckled softly: "There is nothing happier than recognizing yourself step by step and savoring the pain of the past little by little."

"You...ah." Flar's eyes were filled with water, and he slowly walked to Panis, and his fingers gently tapped on Panis's heart. The emerald green light shot out from her fingers and sprinkled on Panis's body. The breath of vitality represented by the vitality of life continued to brush across Panis's body, washing away his physical and mental fatigue: "Go back to the royal court with me, that is your destination."

"You should know, it's impossible." Panis shook his head and looked into Flar's eyes: "I told you back then that everything is different, my... Her Majesty the Queen."

"Why?" Flar took a deep breath and forced his fingers to suppress the trembling, but the trembling voice betrayed the inner turmoil of her: "Yes, a hundred years ago, I couldn't fight for her, and I wouldn't fight with her. I will only wish you happiness. But now Neli is no longer here, and a hundred years have passed. How long do you still have to live in your memory?"

"I'm sorry for her." Panis said with a wry smile: "Maybe one day, I will repay the sins I have committed. Then I will come out of my memory. Haha, I'm already gone now, don't you know?"

"Okay." Flar said gritting his teeth, "I'll wait for you, I'll wait for the day you walk out. Wait for another hundred years? Wait for another thousand years? Don't try to use this excuse to get rid of me. As long as I'm still alive for one day, you can't do it."

"Why do you have to?" Penis sighed: "Why waste your long life on me? You..."

"Are you looking for an excuse again?" Flar faced his face, staring at Pannis' eyes, and the breath he exhaled was filled with the fragrance of daffodils: "It's useless, I recognized you a hundred years ago, even if I held a ceremony to share half of my life with you. Now, don't think about using these interfaces to get out."

"Oh, do whatever you want." Panis rubbed his forehead, and had no energy to continue arguing, and sighed, "If you wait one day, you find that you are wasting your efforts, don't regret it at that time."

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, you should be secretly happy." "Yes, Flar said that even if he refused." "Even if Sister Neli's soul is seen, he will be angry to death." "What a bad man." "Flar. If I were you, I would beat him up." "And then kick him away." "This kind of man should be treated like this."

"Hey, you two." Panis glared at the Winged Sisters who used trouble to ease the atmosphere, and said dissatisfied: "Don't follow me."

"Hehe. Who told you to only care about your own words?" "Yes, yes, let us aside." "There is also the little lion, you ignore it." "This is the lady's revenge, trembling in the lady's anger."

"Okay, two little ladies, stop making trouble." Panis rubbed his hair on the left and right, pressing the hair of the Winged Men's sister: "It's very late, let's talk about serious things. Is this his cemetery?"

"Yes." Flar turned his back and wiped the corners of his eyes slightly. When he turned back, he had returned to normal: "The Bear Man Carl is buried at our feet."

"Why are they here?" Panis asked in confusion: "With his status and record, he is fully qualified to be buried in the orc ancestor temple, how could he be buried in an unknown corner only in this land of his hometown?"

"Because he thought he had not brought out the Finch Shaman alive, and he thought that it was a shame to have a human woman sacrificed for the world as a warrior, he was always ashamed of winning the title of hero." Flar said in a low tone: "So he entrusted Maya and Teya before he died without leaving a tombstone because he had no face to face the soul of his ancestors."

"Ha, this fool." Panis smiled in disappointment, sat cross-legged on the ground, and took out several sealed bottles. These were the spirits I asked for from a certain tribe leader. He pried open a bottle and sprinkled it directly on the ground. The strong smell of wine immediately steamed up, so that the smell of wine could be smelled by more than a dozen nearby sides: "Of course you can't snatch Neli. When you need to sacrifice, who can compete with Neli? Neli must be the first one."

"You know this too." Flar's solemn standing behind Panis, put his left hand on his shoulder, and whispered: "Then why do you call yourself a sinner?"

"I'm different from Carl." Panis shook his head and said, "I'm not guessing because of other things. I'm not ready to say it yet."

"Whatever you think." Flar sighed again, took the bottle of wine handed over by Panis, and sprinkled it around the grass, whispering: "Although we have only met once, at the most dangerous moment, they are comrades who have entrusted each other with life and death. You didn't come to see you when you passed away. Sorry, I hope your soul can return to the hunting ground of our ancestors and turn into a wolf soul and run on the grassland forever."

A rustling sound rang out, and several bottles of wine were held up by several people and sprinkled on the ground. Even the Scorpion-tailed Lion Dilly sprinkled a bottle on the ground. After the five bottles of wine were sprinkled, the strong smell of wine made Flar and the Winged Men sisters take a few steps backwards before barely opening their eyes. Panis did not respond at all, but opened the last bottle, raised his head and took a big mouthful, and a string of orcs spit out fluently from his mouth: "My orc brother, my old friend, when he drank the last time he drank, he had promised you. When the problem of the undead was solved, he would go back to the grassland to drink with you. Unexpectedly, he would have let you wait for more than a hundred years. Now, I finally dare to meet my old friends. I will come to you often drink in the future, and I hope you don't blame me for coming so late."

After saying that, Panis threw away the empty bottle from a distance, gently patted the ground with the smell of wine, and stood up: "Thank you for being willing to meet him tonight."

"It's over?" asked Flar, "You'll find the Maya sisters this time, I won't just give you a seat."

"No. There are two things." Panis shook his head and said, "I originally wanted them to send you a message, but since you are here in person, it's even easier. Let's listen together."

"The first thing I've actually asked them about it," Panis explained. "I asked them to help me find something two months ago. It was the matching items for the precision code disk that Christo had boasted several times. They had already found three of them."

"We're very strange." "Why are you suddenly interested in that thing?" "It's hard to find all the things in seven sets."

"Because I discovered three during the adventure some time ago," Panis said, "So I asked you to help me find it, but I didn't expect it to be so smooth. As for the reason I suddenly became interested, well, I want to use it to save someone."

"Can that thing save people?" "Impossible." "That's just a device for storing information."

"Christo and I met once by chance and discussed it," said Panis. "This password disk is likely to be related to a giant ruin of a goblin. It is the highest level of confidentiality. You should have heard of the medical technology of goblins, which is far beyond the current level, and some strange diseases that cannot be treated now. Maybe special medical equipment can be found in the ruins for treatment."

"If you want to save someone, it's the Vivian beside you." Flar said: "I've seen that child several times. Antuyin sent her back to the royal court for help, but we can't do anything about it. A very talented child, it's a pity that this would be the best if he could really treat it."

"It's a good thing to save people." "But the last accessory is in the hands of the sea clan." "I heard it is in their hands." "But we didn't interact with the children." "So it's impossible to come." "It's up to you. Brother Kyle."

"I'll find a way to do the sea tribe." Panis said: "Now I'll tell you the second thing."

"Why are you so serious?" Flar said cautiously: "It's not good news."

"You should all be pursuing it," asked Panis. "The reasons for the previous disaster of the dead's return, and the truth about the intensification of the undead's activities in the past hundred years."

"Yeah. It's related to a group of cultists," said Flar, "I remember that I'm Toantuyin sent you a message."

"Well, the name of this group of cultists is God's servant. Most of the members are corpses and a small number are necromancers." Panis said seriously: "And they may be conspiring to reopen the door. We have destroyed one of their links, but no one can tell how much impact it will be and what will happen in the future."

"The news is reliable?" Several people felt nervous at the same time, and even the Scorpion-tailed lion lying on the ground raised their heads intently. Only those who have truly experienced that battle can understand how scary the world behind the door is.

"Ask, he took over as one of the presidents of the Thieves Guild," said Panis. "I think the accuracy is very high when he inquired about the news."

"I understand." Flar immediately tidied up his clothes, took out his cloak and put it on his body: "I will go back and notify Wang Ting immediately, this matter is of the highest priority."

"We will go back immediately and hold a clan council meeting." "I suddenly had a very uneasy premonition." "I have, too."

"Thank you," said Panis, "By the way to find a way to inform Phella, everyone should work hard."

"By the way, Brother Kyle." "Your two companions have been peeking." "Hehe, please find a way to explain slowly." "Goodbye."
Chapter completed!