Hylia and others rested for a while, and then all went out at night. They put on their cloaks and cloaks, took advantage of the darkness, took the things Angelet had prepared for them, and quickly disappeared into the woods.
Angelet stood at the door of the tomb, quietly looking in the direction where everyone was leaving. It wasn't until he saw a glimmer of silver light that he turned around and walked into the tomb, gently closing the wooden door.
Standing at the door and about to go down the stone steps, he saw Furila standing at the foot of the stone steps and looking at him quietly.
"Green, are they going to do something important this time? I asked them, but no one was willing to tell me!" A trace of worry flashed in Friela's eyes.
"It's okay. I won't tell you because you are too young. They are actually doing something that only adults can do." Angelet smiled mysteriously.
"Pooh!" Friela suddenly blushed, put her hands on her hips and made a face at Angele, then turned and entered the kitchen room. Then there was the sound of clinking tableware, obviously she was making a late night snack.
Angelet walked down the steps slowly.
"Should we go over secretly and take care of them...?" He hesitated.
He had a vague feeling that the church was not as simple as he imagined. Even though he was a sealer and was extremely powerful, reaching level eight, the church was after all a force established by a peak being like the Ancestor of Light. The wizarding force in this area
It is also so weak that it is vulnerable. It is impossible for the root of the world under the abyss storm not to know. From this point of view, it is possible that both parties have a tacit understanding to draw boundaries.
Angelet always felt that once he took full action, the church would definitely not be as vulnerable as imagined. The sealed ones did not mean they were invincible in a medium or powerful world.
"Only life and death can sharpen a person's will... Let's leave it like this..."
He kept walking forward, and when he passed the little guy's bedroom, he glanced inside inadvertently, and suddenly he vaguely saw something hidden under the pillow on Friela's bed. A corner was exposed to the outside.
It was a dark brown leather scroll with some small words recorded on it.
Angelet's powerful eyesight as a seal suddenly came into play, and he instantly saw the content of the text clearly, and his face suddenly became strange. He turned back and glanced at Little Ruila, who was still in the kitchen, humming while cooking.
"Unknowingly, I have already reached this age..." He shook his head helplessly and continued to move forward to the middle hall.
On the corner of the leather roll exposed under Frila's pillow, there was a line of text clearly written: 'He kissed Ellie's lips crazily, and his hand slowly slid towards...'
"Ahhhhhh!!!"
After a while, Friela's scream suddenly sounded. Apparently she found that she had left the bedroom door open, and at the same time, her treasure had probably been discovered by Angele.
"What is it called? Hurry up and bring the food!" Angelet sat on the wooden sofa in the hall with his legs crossed.
Frila's screams stopped suddenly, and she slowly walked to the hall stiffly and sat down on the sofa opposite Angele. She placed the food plate in her hand on the low black wooden table.
The little guy's growth has accelerated during this period. The birthmark on his forehead has also been completely eliminated under the action of the ointment, and his skin has become fairer and smoother. He is sitting upright on the sofa, his slender legs wrapped in white water-polished trousers, and his upper body is close-fitting.
She has gray-white short sleeves, a high chest, and is just the right size. Her slender and soft waist faintly reveals her fair waist skin. Her long golden hair is draped over her shoulders. When she sits up straight, she looks like a standard aristocratic girl.
.
Angelet withdrew his admiring gaze and said, "Look at those books. You should be the same age now." He picked up a glass wine glass on the dinner plate. He gently shook the red wine inside and smelled it.
, the fresh fruit and floral fragrance mix together and penetrate into the nasal cavity.
A strand of dark red hair hung down and fell on Angelet's shoulders, showing a strange laziness and nobility. He leaned back on the sofa and took a sip of red mixed wine.
"Marry me."
"Pfft!" The wine in Angelet's mouth spurted out. He quickly put down the cup, "What did you say!?" He asked again.
Furila puffed up her chest. "Getting married? I don't feel bad about myself anymore. Instead of taking advantage of others in the future, I might as well take advantage of you." Her cheeks were pink, and there was a faint moisture in her big blue eyes.
"Don't you want to practice your sword skills to get revenge? Don't you want to train to become a legendary knight?" Angelet asked quickly while holding back the drink he almost choked.
"There is no revenge left to avenge... I already found out about that group of people some time ago. They all died in a mountain forest, and no one survived." A trace of regret and joy flashed in Friela's eyes,
"As for the legendary heroic knight? I have long understood that it is just a dream..."
Angelet looked at the little girl silently. The little guy who once had a clear nose with a clear nose had actually matured so much now. Before he knew it, he was almost ready to become a qualified adult.
"Marriage... I have never thought about such a thing. If you follow me, there will be many, many dangers..." His face calmed down, "Maybe one day I will study an explosive and it will explode.
Explode yourself to the sky..."
"I have nothing but you... Besides, do you think that after I have been with you for so long and slept in the same room many times, there will still be someone willing to marry me?" Friela whispered.
Angele frowned. The customs in this area are very strict, and the church's standards and requirements for sex have always been extremely strict. Indeed, as Friela said, it will be difficult for her to find another man willing to marry her in the future.
This area places more emphasis on women's chastity, unlike the central area. Different areas ruled by churches and wizards present completely different systems and customs.
I used to live in an isolated town and didn't pay much attention to it, but after I came out and came into contact with more people, I really realized that something was wrong.
The two sat opposite each other and didn't speak for a while.
After a moment of silence, Angelet began to ladle out a bowl of potato soup, then took a bite of the sandwiched walnut bread.
Frila also started to eat.
Except for the sound of clinking cutlery and forks, there was no other sound in the hall.
Time passes minute by minute.
After finishing the supper, Friela put away the tableware and sat down on the sofa again, staring closely at Angele. She looked like she would never give up until the result was revealed.
"Ruila, you are still young..." Angelet thought about his words, "It is not a good thing for you to decide your life so early."
"I don't understand those big principles. I only know that I can't live without you. Maybe the same outcome as my mother is the best ending." Friela looked at Angele with her big blue eyes.
Without blinking.
In her eyes, Angelet is mysterious, with a lazy appearance and savagery and noble temperament. He is obviously from a good background. Sometimes when he is serious, his every move is faintly convincing, and it is almost impossible to see his imperfections. Like this
A man, for a little girl who grew up in a small town, is undoubtedly the best male protagonist in the novel.
What worried Frila the most was that she was afraid that if she didn't tie up this man earlier, he might mysteriously disappear in an instant and leave her forever.
"Let's wait until you are older to talk about this matter..." Angelet rubbed his eyebrows and felt a slight headache. Naturally, he could understand Frila's thoughts, but it was a pity... He didn't say that he often
He will do some high-risk experiments, which is a steady stream of energy radiation around him. He usually suppresses himself well, but once he encounters an enemy opponent of the same level, if he is not careful, the aftermath may kill an ordinary person, Furila, or suffer radiation damage.
to Friela's body.
Maybe he can use his own flesh and blood to solve Furila's physical condition, but Angelet is not sure. If he uses his blood on ordinary people, the result is that that little bit of blood and flesh may completely swallow up his body.
Mortal little guy.
If they really want to combine and if this problem is not solved, Angelet will only be able to find beings at a similar level to him in the future.
"Okay, let's talk about this later." Angelet stood up, turned and walked towards his room.
After walking a few steps, there was a loud bang at the main door of the tomb.
"Green!!" Hylia's anxious shout came faintly from outside the door.
Angelet's face darkened, and he quickly walked to the front door and opened it.
Outside the door, Hylia stood alone with an unconscious woman in black on his back. His left ear had disappeared, leaving only a blood scar. There was only a red blood hole left in his right eye, and traces of blood flowed from the corner of his eye.
flowing down.
Furila's exclamation could be heard faintly behind Angele.
"Come in! Come on!" Angelet looked solemn and stepped aside, letting the two of them hurry in. He noticed that blood was still dripping from the woman's body on Hylia's back. And it was dripping all the way.
Walk.
"Send to the treatment room! Hurry!!" he shouted loudly.
Hylia quickly ran into the treatment room at the front with the woman in black on her back, and carefully placed the woman on a gray bed. "Green!! Hurry! My sister is dying!!" He rushed to Angele anxiously.
shouted.
Angelet was putting on sterile white leather gloves and quickly walked up to the masked woman in black. As soon as he saw the woman's injuries clearly, even he took a slight breath.
There were horizontal wounds on the woman's chest, waist, and abdomen. It seemed that a knife blade had cut open the body and bones horizontally, leaving only a little bit of flesh on the back connected to the body.
The woman's entire body would probably be broken into three pieces with only a slightly larger shock. The wound seemed to be connected by a white silk thread, so that it was not completely disconnected.
Hylia quickly explained: "We used your white scissors to connect these threads, otherwise... otherwise..." He couldn't help but choked up in his voice.
"Check the injury first!" Angelet said in a deep voice, picking up the silver scissors with both hands and cutting open the black clothes around the woman's waist, revealing the white and tender skin stained red with blood.