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"Long time no see." Walking to the coffin, Don Quixote stood in front of Arthur Pendry. This woman looked haggard, and her eyes were a little scarlet.

"Long time no see," Arthur Pendry said after a while, his voice sounded hoarse, giving the impression that he had been crying secretly for a long time.

"How did she die?" Without too much communication, Don Quixote turned around and put his hand on the crystal coffin. It felt cold when he touched it. Obviously, this is a spell that maintains a constant temperature. Liya still looked like she was just asleep, though she might never feel the world again.

"She died of illness. Uncle Merlin and the priest of the Temple of Life have checked her body. It seems that there are many bumps growing on her body. Some of them can only be sensed with spiritual power, and some of them can be detected with naked eyes. The priest said This disease can only be cured in the past few years, and it has a high mortality rate, even with a half-elf physique, it cannot withstand the devouring of these strange lumps."

"Have you left any last words?"

Arthur Pendry nodded, and took out a piece of parchment from her bosom, "She has been traveling for a few years, and a few days ago she felt that she couldn't do it anymore, so she entrusted a mercenary group to send herself back, Unfortunately, by the time the mercenary group passed by, she was already dead."

Don Quixote took the parchment. To be honest, he had never seen Liya's handwriting, so he couldn't tell whether it was written by Liya. Uncle Merlin. If I don't make it back alive, don't be sad--Arthur Leah."

He took a light breath.Don Quixote returned the parchment to Pendry, "Is there anything else?"

Arthur Pendry took out a thick and worn handbook from the interspatial ring, "This interspatial ring is also hers, I found it inside."

"A diary?" Don Quixote took the notebook and flipped through it casually. Naturally, the last diary written on the night of February [-]st also came into view. A little black, you can imagine when I wrote this diary.Her body has reached its limit.

"A woman's revenge..." Seeing this, Don Quixote couldn't help laughing. Of course, this was helplessness, and he was also mocking himself. Obviously he had always regarded Liya as a little girl, and thought that she was the kind of girl she treated him. The so-called first love is just a dispensable thing.

Don Quixote used the thinking of the earth to think that a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl would not know what sex is, even if it is a straightforward refusal, for her.It is just a wound that will be buried by time in a short time, and will be forgotten sooner or later.But he ignored that this is no longer the earth, but the world of Faerun. Elves and half-elves will not fall in love with someone easily, but once they fall in love, it will be a lifetime. Since this sentence can be famous in the world of Faerun, it is not By the way, the diary, and the body lying there, taught Don Quixote a heavy lesson now.

"You don't need to be too sad, life and death are destiny, some things are beyond human power," Don Quixote gently put the letter on the crystal coffin, turned to look at Arthur Pendry, and said Stretching out his hand, he gently scratched Arthur Pendry's face with the outside of his finger.

Arthur Pendry didn't seem to have any intention of dodging this somewhat intimate gesture. Seeing this, Don Quixote smiled slightly, and the hand slid down her cheek until it reached her neck, exactly He held her neck and half of her face with his hands. However, his little finger didn't seem to be tightly closed, but was slightly separated downwards, just touching the end of her neck, which was near the collarbone.

Of course, Arthur Pendry, who lowered his head slightly and blushed a little, didn't seem to respond to this, but Don Quixote didn't touch the things he imagined, such as the necklace. Of course, this is also normal, as smart as her , it is impossible to leave such a big flaw, thinking of this Don Quixote sighed, and said quietly, "Do you know?"

In some silent mourning halls, this man's voice sounded, although it was calm, but with a trace of hatred, "Don't say give you five years, even if you give you 50 years, you can only learn the same, the soul is the most amazing thing in this world You can destroy it, but you can't change it, because every person, every soul is unique."

"Hey," upon hearing Don Quixote's words, Arthur Pendry's entire aura also changed, the trace of sadness on his face had long since disappeared, and even his face, which was flushed with blood, was gone. The eyes also became extremely clear, and it was obvious that everything before was faked, "It's not entirely true."

"Oh?" Don Quixote put his other hand on Arthur Pendry's shoulder, to be precise, he grabbed her shoulder blade tightly. This was a kind of anger from the heart, even Wanting to eat the person in front of him, including the flesh, "Do you have a way?"

"Naturally, everyone has their own secrets, doesn't it?" Arthur Pendry chuckled a few times as he spoke, not caring at all about his tightly locked shoulders, which even made a creaking rubbing sound , "It's a pity that I couldn't get her soul, otherwise, I wouldn't have to wait five years. As for Liya, I never planned to kill her. You are too sensitive. If this little girl dies unexpectedly, I am afraid it will be me." It's no use pretending."

"After fighting with you for so many years, I didn't think of anything."

"what?"

"You turned out to be a woman."

"Hehe," Arthur Pendry chuckled a few times, and at the same time glanced around. Whether it was Merlin, the Elf Queen, or even Rommel, they had all appeared in the mourning hall, faintly wrapping herself in Among them, "That's not necessarily oh, maybe... I'm really a man?"

"That makes me sick," Don Quixote frowned, "but it doesn't matter, you are destined to die here today."

"Can I ask, how did you find out? I ask myself that I have devoted myself to learning everything about her in the past five years."

"She won't," said Don Quixote, sternly. "While there is a third person besides the two of us. Let me touch her."

"It's a pity. If I can completely invade her soul, maybe I can discover this. In her memory, she still likes being touched by you."

"Complete invasion?" When Arthur Pendry mentioned this word for the second time, Don Quixote narrowed his eyes slightly, and lifted Arthur Pendry's collar with both hands. , "She didn't die? Where did you hide Pandeli? And Liya's soul, is it also in your hands?"

"You should be gentle with me. Kill me and you'll never know where she is."

"After you die, I can still learn from your soul!" Don Quixote's voice seemed to be a signal. Almost at the same time, two true gods appeared in this mourning hall, and one of them was naturally Don't have Don Quixote's daughter Tall looking at the sun god Apollo Ding who looks like a child, and the other is the goddess of nature Hera, "However, you should also feel honored, I think you have been the same since ancient times This is the first person to be killed by two great true gods." Saying that, Don Quixote let go of Arthur Pendry.It seems that he is not afraid of her running away again.

"I have seen two great true gods." Don Quixote did not say that he had met the sun god or the goddess of nature, or the other way around. Don Quixote's care is naturally impossible to make such a low-level mistake.

Of course, neither the sun god nor the goddess of nature just glanced at Don Quixote and didn't reply. After all, not every true god has such a good temper, or is so approachable. To overthrow the true god?" The goddess of nature, who looks somewhat similar to the goddess of time, but is obviously more cold, spoke first, with infinite contempt in her words.

"Why nonsense?" Apollo Ding was even more irritable, and with a light wave of his hand, the whole space was shrouded in a layer of faint gold, "Last time, you escaped by chance, this time you won't have that chance Already!"

A beam of light, like a laser beam but more dazzling than the sun's rays, directly shot through Arthur Pendry, who seemed to have given up resistance standing there, but Don Quixote, who stood in front of Char Qin and Kyle, But De felt something was wrong, because all this seemed too simple, that is, the Buddha did not appear.

Sure enough, Arthur Pendry, who was supposed to be turned back to the most basic basic elements by the light, was still standing there, with a golden light shining around her body, "To be honest, before I could completely disguise myself as that woman, I I also have doubts about my acting skills, so I used a secret technique, I think you must have the impression that the alchemy technique that can turn monsters into humans, so this body is hers, not hers , and I am just a fragment of my soul, and this fragment of my soul will be completely burned soon."

"So," Arthur Pandeli looked down at the hole in his chest, "I let the two true gods go for nothing, I am deeply ashamed..." Before Pandeli finished speaking, the whole soul When the body is turned into ashes, it disappears without a trace...

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"My lord," as a voter of Hera, Yulia walked up to her and knelt down, "My lord goddess, please help your voters find my daughter Pandeli."

Obviously, that "fake" Arthur Pendry had been prepared for a long time, and directly burned his soul through the power of the Buddha. He couldn't read the memory, so he couldn't find where the real Arthur Pendry was. After all, the world of Faerun is so Big, if you hide a person in a random place, even if you find it, you will never be able to find it.

"It's just a worm," Hera's tone still contained a trace of contempt, and she didn't agree to her just because her voters knelt down, and she didn't even look down at her voters, "If you die, you die," she said and turned around. She was about to leave, obviously being tricked by this person, and Hera was also full of anger, how could she be willing to stay here again.

"Drink~~ Bah!" A mouthful of thick phlegm flew towards Hera, the goddess of nature, and coincidentally landed on her baggy dress. She never thought that anyone here would dare to treat her like this , and even used the most disgusting thick phlegm in the world!

The whole scene was quiet, whether it was Master Merlin who was dizzy after seeing two true gods in his lifetime, or Yulia who was kneeling there, of course, there were those who were almost ashamed from the appearance of the true gods. The aristocratic ministers in a state of confusion, even the sun god Apollo Ding were a little dumbfounded, and they couldn't help but looked up at this guy who stood there without a trace of fear, and there was a hint of playfulness and curiosity in his eyes. Obviously, from From ancient times to the present, perhaps this is the first guy who dares to spit on the true god.

Of course, Don Quixote's family is the calmest in the entire mourning hall. Obviously, whether it is Kyle or Shaar Qin, they all know that their husband is the chosen one of the god of death. With such a strong backing, naturally It's nothing to be afraid of, but the two women still feel a little chilled by Don Quixote's actions. After all, this is not like the character of the husband they knew, because a single word offends a true god. Obviously, this Pandeli Don Quixote has a very high status in his heart, and even Char Qin can't help but wonder whether he will do this for himself.

"You're courting death!" A flash of anger flashed across Hera's indifferent face, and she raised her hand to kill Don Quixote, the instigator of spitting. Although the true god cannot casually attack humans, the premise is that humans go to seek death by themselves. Like Don Quixote, even if he was raped and then killed by Hera, World Tree would not say anything. As soon as the words fell, a green light rushed straight towards Don Quixote.

"Humble electorate," a colder, even deadly voice spread throughout the mourning hall, and even spread farther away. Britain, which was already very cold, seemed to have dropped a few degrees. Then, holding a sickle, Osiris, who was wearing the familiar black cloak, appeared in front of Don Quixote, and scattered the green light casually, "Why are you calling me?" (To be continued...)

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