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Chapter432 Three women and one drama

Opening her eyes, she saw the cold crystal coffin lid in front of her. She lowered her head and glanced at her smooth and plump chest to confirm that the fatal wound had disappeared. Misha took a few seconds to understand her environment and gently lifted the crystal coffin lid.

Push away.

Hearing the noise, Hina, who was taking a nap with her eyes closed, slowly opened her eyes, and her blank gaze met Misha's.

"Sister, sister!?"

Rubbing her eyes in disbelief, Xina rushed towards Misha, hugged the woman and cried loudly.

"Wuwuwu, I thought... I thought... Wuwuwu..."

"Don't cry, sister is here."

After Hina vented her emotions a little, Misha rubbed Hina's head and asked.

"Where's Lester?"

Upon hearing the name 'Leister', the joy on Xina's face quickly dimmed.

"Brother Lester...he has been missing...for several months..."

"disappeared?"

After a moment of silence, Misha said softly.

"Xina, can you tell me what happened during my coma? And... what happened in Beihai..."



A golden ray of light streaked across the sky, piercing the darkness that shrouded the world.

In a hotel outside the city of Fidelity, a woman with one horn opened her golden eyes and sat up from the bed. Her plump and delicate violet skin exuded a charming luster in the early morning light.

The unconscious woman stretched her body to a point that made her blood boil, and began to wear a simple but conservative long leather dress.

"Well, it's really a beautiful scenery."

Sitting on the wooden chair by the window, Soraka made herself a cup of hot tea. The woman turned her head and looked out the window.

The window side of the hotel faces a small lake formed by the Black Iron River. The night bugs have rested, but the fireflies are still playing beside the bushes.

The cool and moist morning breeze swirls around the quiet lakeside. The soft morning breeze blows into the room and takes away the fatigue and turbidity of getting up early. The bright night stars that blink in the eyes have not yet bid farewell to the earth, hanging reluctantly in the sky to accompany the sun.

At the last ray of the moon, a golden sword has already crossed the towering barrier of the Urus Mountains in the east, bringing the first ray of dawn.

"The bright moon and the blazing sun are always so inseparable~ Huhu~"

Soraka, enjoying the tranquility and comfort, chuckled twice and took a sip of the bitter raw tea. The woman seemed to think of two entangled enemies.

After the smile, the bitterness of the tea made Soraka fall into sadness again.

"This is a land flowing with milk and honey that the Rakkor people can never imagine. When will human suffering end... What should I do..."

Endless fighting, dueling, struggling to survive in the ice, snow and storms, the bones of countless babies are buried under the loess. Babies who cannot survive the trial will not have a chance to start life, and will be buried by the family members who gave them life.

Falling into the ground, like a bandit…

The main reason why the Rakor people like to climb holy peaks is because of the environment in which they have lived since childhood. In addition to the two major religious sects that believe in the burning sun and the bright moon, Rakhorak is the sect that every Rakor people respect the most.

Warriors are the ruling body of the Rakkor people, and Rakhorak are the nobles who rule the warriors. Each of them is a powerful warrior who has experienced hundreds of battles and is omnipotent.

Only by passing the Targon Trial can the Rakkor be qualified to participate in the selection of Rakhorak. This is a prerequisite. This alone is enough to eliminate the possibility of most people struggling, because most people will die while climbing. On the way to Mount Targon, he became a regrettable loser.

In the Rakkor tribe, people will spurn and kill cowards, but will not despise losers... The prerequisite is that they can stand up with a bruised nose and face, instead of turning into a dead dog that can never get up again.

After finishing her cup of tea, Soraka seemed to have tasted the Rakkor's frustration. She put down the cup. The woman stood up with a sigh, picked up her crescent staff, and walked towards the door.

With the help of the enthusiastic Betty family, she has obtained the temporary right of residence in the Emerald Territory after recording the magic information. Today she is going to the inner city to see how to contact the owner of Fidelite, named Lais. Special lord, change may lead to huge disasters.

Opening the door, at the door opposite Soraka, a tall girl wearing an Ionia-style warrior uniform had just walked out of the room. The two looked at each other, and Soraka could clearly sense the girl's vigilance, because the girl His right hand was already holding the weird sickle on his waist.

Soraka, who has a gentle personality, took the initiative to take a step back and opened the way for the girl with a smile. This move successfully gained the girl's favor and she lowered her hand from the handle of the sickle.

"Thank you, I'm just a little nervous in a strange environment."

"It doesn't matter, I'm happy to be able to help you."

"I'm leaving?"

"As you please."

After a polite exchange, the two left the corridor one after the other, in an extremely harmonious manner.

About a minute later, the door to the room opposite Soraka's was opened, and a female swordsman wearing a Heidi-style female officer's guard uniform turned around.

"My lovely Xiaoni, be careful not to get kidnapped. I will have to work harder then."

"I think it's better for the master to put his mind on the right path and do more meaningful things instead of bullying a guard. Moreover, are you so unconfident in the security of the Emerald Territory that you have personally established?"

"I told you my name is Liszt~"

After speaking, the woman closed the door and left the corridor with weak legs.

Vernis held on to the stair handle and went downstairs. She glanced at the already occupied dining table. Before Vernis could make a decision, the waitress from the hotel came over with a smile.

"Guest, the other tables are already full, and the new table that just opened over there is still missing people. Why don't you go and sit there?"

Looking expressionlessly along the waitress's fingers, two weird people with big eyes and small eyes were sitting on the small table against the wall. The girl who could tell at a glance that she was a warrior was a human being, with a horn on the other side. What happened to the purple-skinned woman? Are there so many species in the emerald collar?

"Don't worry, those two are both women. Of course, if it's inconvenient, you can wait a moment..."

"I'll just go over there and have a cup of sweet tea, two cheese breads and a lamb chop, thank you."

"Okay~ Please wait~"

Taking a deep breath, Vernis straightened her sore legs and walked straight to the table against the wall to stand. Two completely different eyes were cast on her at the same time. The female warrior implied vigilance, and her appearance

The strange one-horned woman took the initiative to say hello with a gentle look on her face.

"Her name is Huanxue, and my name is Soraka. Don't be too restrained. Come and sit. This hotel is the most affordable hotel in the XC area, so it is often full. The three of us can share a table.

It’s considered fate.”


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