Chapter 120:

"Puff puff...we didn't say anything bad about him, this protector should be so excited."

"Uh... hug, I'm sorry, Xiaofen has lost words... how did Miss Zi know.

"Well, I know that guy. He mentioned it when I was chatting with him." These are Lizi's nonsense. With her authority, she wanted to investigate a resident of the academy and was able to capture it.

"Oh, this way... but the child is thoughtful.

"Oh, by the way, Xiaofen, can I call you that?"

"When, of course, dear Lord

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"After drinking the Coke, it's annoying~ Can you refill a cup for me?" Chestnut tapped the goblet. ; Substitution: "Oh, okay." Kerr took the cup, just wanted to take a step, slipped under her feet, she once again displayed her cheats very gorgeously, plain horizon wrestling skills.

"Mow!"

"Be careful!" As soon as the hair was dry, a group of bats gathered under Ke'er.

Chestnut appeared beside Ke'er instantly, hugged Ke'er with one arm, and caught the falling glass with one hand.

"Wow...Thank you, Miss Lizi."

"You're welcome... Chestnut lifted Kerr up, his eyes inevitably swept across Kerr's neck.

"Thank you Miss Lizi for your help,... Kerr covered her chest with lingering fears.

...Yes, we remember that you are called Kerr, right? ’

"Uh uh, yes.

"Have you encountered any strange things recently?"

"Ehhhhhhhh? Strange things...nothing." Ke'er shook his head, some wondering why the other party suddenly asked this question.

"No? For example, reluctantly being attacked by some bad guys?"

"No... Kerr shook his head like a rattle.

"With Mr. Ji Bai here, no one dares to attack everyone."

……Oh, that's how it is. "The squinted eyes recovered, and Lizi smiled.

Chapter 83~

The towering white-gold city wall with strong texture is cast from Ryukyu wood to give the residents of the city a great sense of psychological security.

The human federation imperial capital, located in the rear of the entire federation, is the administrative center of the entire federation and the place where the power is most concentrated.

The amethyst tower in the sky is a place of historical interest. It is said that this iron tower was built in the first era of legends and myths. No one knows who built it, and no one remembers the name of the city used before the change of name.

The offensive of the demon species directly ended the civilization of the third era. The human race was trapped in this projectile land. A generation of knight king Symon gathered here to counterattack the demon species, while the demon species caused civil strife due to uneven distribution of spoils. Unfolding the Jedi counterattack, hitting the pass all the way to the present human federation.

As the central city of the human federation, economy and prosperity naturally occupy the top spot.

The whole city is thriving. There are high-rise concrete buildings, as well as various retro-style villas and low-rise buildings-only the rich or the high-ranking cadres of the Temple Association live.

Located in a small villa on the outskirts of the city.

As a knight who is about to enter the sixties, Manda has his own beliefs, and for some reason he is unwilling to stay in the administrative center.

In his words, the air quality in the Central Temple and the Central Knights is not good. If you breathe too much, you can easily get sick. It is better to listen to the birds' chirping in the suburbs.

"Grandpa, there is a messenger outside the door, saying that someone is sending you a letter." The maid leaned slightly and said respectfully.

Serving a knight, especially a knight with a title, is a great honor for ordinary people. Moreover, this knight treats people generously and does not have the air of a high-ranking official. Unlike some adults in the temple, who has Various special hobbies and needs.

Although I am a little maid, I shouldn't discuss the private lives of the upper adults without authorization.

"Letter? For me?" Manda, dressed in casual clothes, frowned slightly, and his rough fingers tapped the armrest of the Ryukyu bench in an orderly manner.

I moved my home to a place far away from the administrative center. The meaning expressed is already very clear. The common people don't know who lives here, so why would someone send letters to themselves?

"Grandpa, do you need your concubine to show it to you?"

"Have you asked him, it's quasi-mailed?"

"In reply to grandpa, no. The messenger said that this letter was sent anonymously. The sender did not want to reveal who he was, but the order must be handed over to you.

"Throw the letter into the fireplace." Manda closed her eyes.

As a public figure, it is not uncommon to be harassed by a letter.

"Okay grandpa... But there is a cross talisman on the outside of this letter. Do I need to throw it into the fireplace too?"

...Bring me the letter and show it to me. Manda opened her eyes abruptly, her eyes flashing brightly.

"Okay, grandpa wait a minute." The maid bowed slightly and walked out of the room.

Before long, the maid walked into the room with a bulging letter. Bumanda took the mail packet, and the stuffed surface layer showed that there was more than paper inside.

Looking at the signature on the letter and the recipient's name, Manda frowned.

"You go out first."

"Yes." The maid leaned slightly and closed the door.

Shaking off the maid, Manda shifted her gaze to the envelope in her hand.

Slowly removing the sun cross amulet attached to the letter seal, he unpacked the faith package.

An irregular stone carved with strange patterns and a piece of paper filled with words are the entire contents of the envelope.

Manda fiddled with the palm-sized stone suspiciously, unfolding the folded envelope.

His expression changed from frowning to dignified, then to stunned, and finally, his gaze was fixed on the stone at hand.

He hesitated for a moment, looking at the cross amulet placed aside, as if firming down, pressing tightly on the inscription on the runestone.

At this point, a clear speech that could no longer be clear reappeared in his ears, as if the speaker was right beside him.

As the radiance of the runestones dimmed and the vocalization ended, only the crackling sound of the fire could be heard in the whole room.

"Pop!" The dark old Manda hammered his fist against the wooden table, and he put away the runestones, and then took a deep breath.

"Lil.

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