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Chapter 77: Those Who Enter Hell

"Good night, guest. Let me introduce myself. My name is Falina."

A pleasant sound rang in Duoduo's ears, followed by the fragrance of silk flowers and hazelnut chrysanthemums, which was refreshing and refreshing.

Just smelling the smell will make people relax subconsciously, a natural feeling of friendliness will come over them, and they will unconsciously have a desire to talk.

"Good night, Your Excellency. My name is Duoduo."

After gently sniffing the sound that filled the air, Duoduo felt that his nose was a little itchy. So he frowned slightly, trembled his fingers slightly, and replied in a calm tone, secretly alerting himself.

He recognized it, it was the aromatic technique of Green Vine Druid.

Green Vine Druid uses plant essence as raw material, which can impart an aromatic state to a living thing or non-living thing for a day or even several days. Depending on the type of essence used, it will also bring some special effects to everyone who smells the fragrance.

The effect of

It can be released more than ten times a day, and the perfume produced by aromatherapy is also the only source of income for the novice green vine druid.

If Duoduo remembers correctly, the main purpose of Lingluo flower is to calm people's mood, and it is also used to treat insomnia. It is one of the main ingredients of sleep medicine; while hazelnut chrysanthemum is the main ingredient of sobriety medicine.

The mint-like but bitter taste makes it used as a special tea in some places, which can relieve summer heat, quench thirst and refresh people.

No matter how you think about it, these two things should not be mixed together. This kind of perfume is suitable for wizards who need to stay up late. But for a druid whose life is as regular as the priest of Tyr, it really seems useless.

Useful and unnecessary.

And after Duoduo was reawakened by Roland, he regained his sense of smell and taste. For a time, these two senses made Duoduo become a lot more uncomfortable - some things that he could eat without changing his face before were now difficult to eat.

After swallowing, the fragrance like Falina's which was originally completely ineffective on Duoduo can now affect his own state. For a while, Duoduo felt a lot of discomfort.

Farina looked at Duoduo who had his mouth closed and a straight face. She couldn't help but chuckle, stretched out her hand and pinched Duoduo's tense cheeks.

"By the way, Duoduo," just when Duoduo had made up his mind not to speak, Falina's words suddenly made his eyes widen and he immediately said, "Has Roland mentioned me to you?"

...Roland?!

"Do you know Mr. Roland?"

Duoduo was so shocked that he almost blurted out the word "Your Highness".

Falina nodded matter-of-factly: "Of course, he and I have been friends for a long time. Why do you think a great druid would hunt down a little priest like you? I just brought you here."

"here……?"

"Roland asked me to get you a job transfer. And he has a mission for you."

Falina replied simply and neatly: "No matter what, you are wearing the skin of a priest. You will always encounter a lot of inconveniences when walking in Kalar."

Change job?

Duoduo looked confused and had a bad premonition in his heart.

"What profession do you want me to change into..."

"Serving as a messenger of plague in the name of mentor - the same type as your current profession."

Falina showed a gentle smile.

Although her words contained serious malice, Duoduo suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

After hearing the word "mentor", Duoduo finally believed in Farina.

Just "knowing Roland" won't gain much trust, but knowing the name of the mentor can prove that he is one of our own.

In Duoduo's impression, the saint's priests can be said to be as close as one family; to put it mildly, they are neither big nor small. This situation is especially serious among the followers of the Everlasting Mentor. It is normal that she does not use the honorific title for Roland.

Condition.

Since this woman can name her mentor, it at least means that she is recognized by her mentor. And it is impossible for the Everlasting Mentor to murder his own voters. In other words, Falina can be trusted.

But the doubts in Duoduo's heart not only did not decrease, but actually increased——

"Is this what His Highness Roland meant?"

Duoduo's face was full of confusion: "I did feel that he was in trouble. That's why I came here..."

"Exactly. That's what I'm talking about."

Falina was startled for a moment, then nodded. With a serious look on her face: "You are the only one who can help your Highness Roland now."

"But, Duoduo, I must make it clear to you that this job transfer ceremony is very dangerous. If you are not careful, you will never wake up again... Even so, do you believe me? Is there any reason for you to hold this ceremony?"

"No need to say anything. Miss Farina."

Duoduo just shook his head, with a calm expression: "My loyalty to His Highness cannot be cut off by death. After the death of the Silver Queen, he has become the only hope for the undead. Besides, I am not one of those negative and modernists.

The souls of the dead, under the new king’s flag, is the place where our bones are buried.”

"Fight for His Highness Roland, live for His Highness Roland, die for His Highness Roland - this is my dream."

Duoduo said calmly: "To put it a step back, if you wanted to kill me, you wouldn't have to use such an ugly method. I can feel that you have some kind of power that can let the dead rest in peace... To put it a step back,

I lived enough a thousand years ago and died so many times. I have already recovered my capital long ago and even made a lot of money. I think it is appropriate to die."

Farina stared at him steadily, and suddenly showed a heartfelt smile of joy.

"I see……"

After a few seconds, her smile faded, she stood up again, and repeated softly: "I see... I understand. Your spirit is worthy of respect."

"Exactly. This is Cang Yin's spirit," Duoduo replied sonorously, "The spirit of the undead is Cang Yin's spirit."

Falina nodded, then bowed slightly, showing some respect: "Salute to Cang Yin."

"Wherever Cang Yin points, the sword points." Duoduo said sternly, "On behalf of His Highness Roland, I accept your respect."

"Come then, brave man."

Falina said in a deep voice.

"After I open this door, you will have no chance to regret it."

She stood at the door and made one last confirmation to Duoduo: "Are you willing to endure torture?"

"Are you willing to lose your flesh and blood again?"

"Are you willing to be hated and suffer the hatred of others?"

Duoduo just shook his head.

In a slightly hoarse voice, he whispered: "I have sworn that from that day until the trumpet blows at the end, I will fully dedicate my life, loyalty and glory."

"From that day on, I will only fight for one person, live for one person, and die for one person. This is the case today, and it is the same for everyone. I will not rest until death."

"very good."

Falina opened the door, and words colder than winter flowed out from her teeth: "Bird of omen...step into hell." (To be continued.) Mobile phone users please visit http://m.piaotian.

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