Demon Lord

The little girl is only eleven or twelve years old, her forehead is only as high as Sally's chest, and a gray linen robe everywhere can be inconspicuous, but suddenly the pair of orange leather boots with tassels on her feet suddenly Become eye-catching. The big eyes of M blinked and blinked at first glance. It felt innocent at first glance, but there was always a hint of slyness in the slightly raised corner of the mouth.

Sally opened her mouth to answer, but when her eyes locked on the little girl's hair, her original smile suddenly became rigid.

The little girl has dazzling red hair.

"Just ... a piece of bone."

Sally tightened her lips slightly, and when she answered, a moment of confusion appeared in her mind—wasn't the "she" mentioned by Roddy just a redhead?

You know, although the people of the Kingdom have hair of all colors, red hair is extremely rare. At least Sally has never heard of it in the territory of Everta ... so she always wanted to know that Who is sacred to mention the woman who has been lost for a long time?

Is that woman called "Neffie"?

Looking at the little girl in front of her, Sally remembered that Roddy said she was 37 years old, and suddenly came up with a "association" that made her sad-if this little girl has a relationship with Roddy, would she It's Roddy's ...

Daughter?

"Sister, what are you thinking?"

"Eh? Uh ... nothing, I just think you are cute." Sally crouched down, raised the dice in her hand, and asked, "Why did you ask it?"

"Because it's glowing."

The little girl's answer made Sally mistaken. She raised her hand and looked at the dice in her hand. The gray bone surface was smooth and abnormal because of her long capricorn. She said that "reflection" was available, but "glowing" It is impossible.

"But I don't see the light."

Sally glanced around. The little girl didn't seem to have a parent. Those unrealistic thoughts were quickly suppressed. She felt a little nervous ... just because she saw red hair, she was so sensitive. Miserable by that bastard.

The little girl smiled and showed her white and neat teeth. She pointed to Sally and said, "Your body is actually also light, but it is covered and cannot be seen clearly."

The guard of the temple next to her only regarded her as a cute but strange child, and said in a rough voice, "Aren't your parents here? It's easy to lose yourself."

"I'm not afraid, hee hee." She lifted her head, and fluffed a little red pigtail behind her ear. "I followed Uncle Sam, and he was over there--"

Speaking, she pointed to a few people in the distance who were pushing out of the city with a humble "cart" and continued: "I just thought that what the sister was holding was very interesting, so come over and ask, now it's all right, I will Go ahead "

The little girl was generous and cheerful, but just as she turned around, Sally asked, "Yes, younger sister, can you know your name?"

"Me? Just call me Camilla."

Her unprepared appearance matched her glittering eyes, making the guards aside couldn't help smiling. Sally whispered, "Your hair is so beautiful. Is your mother also red hair? Such a color is really rare."

"Mom is not red-haired." Camilla deliberately shook her head and behaved cutely, then waved her hand, "I'm leaving, goodbye"

After speaking, she ran to the distance in brisk steps, Sally smiled, but her heart was relaxed: It seemed that she had thought too much, and the clues such as "Neff" and "redhead" were too wide, It's so easy to find there. Don't grow old and be so sensitive.

Sally shook her head, dispelled her original doubts, and turned towards the monastery.

On the other side, the little girl has jumped onto the scooter pulled by the horse, her calf hangs there, and her song is humming in her mouth.

"What did you see? So happy."

Uncle Sam is a farmer in the village of Mogra. Whenever the market is open, he will come to the city with the people in the village to sell some goods. The little man sitting in the car is the respected Mrs. Camilla in the village. Although her daughter likes to run around every time she comes out, she is very sensible and never troubles. Over time, every time she comes to the market, her appearance becomes a tacit consent.

"Uncle Sam, I saw an interesting little bone in my sister's hand. I have never seen a bone that glows before."

"Oh? That's very interesting, right. This is the medicine that Mrs. Camilla wants me to buy, and bring it to her when I return to the village."

"I thank you for Mom, Uncle Sam"

"Little Nafi is sensible."

Uncle Sam laughed, but the little girl waved a small hand and protested: "Call me Camilla and say not to let others know your name outside."

She said that she looked around all the time, but at this time the group had left the city and embarked on a remote path in the countryside. There were no outsiders around.

"It's up to you, Miss Camilla"

Uncle Sam laughed. Nefi was like a pistachio to them. No matter where they went, they could bring laughter and happiness. Now in 6B, 2-year-old Nefi smiles with them innocently. And enjoy the warm feeling brought by the sunny daylight in sunny weather.

Driving all the way, at sunset, the village of Mogra came into view. Little Loli jumped off the scooter before she reached the village, thanked Uncle Sam, and then jumped into the village. Nafi and her mother Camilla live together. The two live in the northwest corner of the village, which is a bit remote, but not too far away.

The smoke from the chimney was rising, the red glow of the sunset reflected the flying red hair of Nafi, and the monotonous village seemed to be brightened by her appearance.

The free-range hen clucked and was scared away by Neifei. A shepherd ran over and greeted him with a flattering gesture. Nefi waved his hand. "Good boy, good boy" coaxed for a long time, and finally flung the big drool When he stepped to the thatched house, Nafi sucked his nose, and a pair of big-eyed thieves looked around, and then he wanted to step into the house.

"People are big" is a little girl like Neffi.Although she is still young, she is really clever. In villages with a high illiteracy rate, she knows more words than the housekeeper of the count in the village. Not only that ...

"Neff, forgot the rules?"

When a soft yet majestic voice came out, the little girl who originally wanted to sneak into the room was settled in place, then stood up straight like a discouraged ball, and began to recite a string of strange pronunciations honestly. Sentences, some of which are pronounced in words that are very different from Blinga, made Neffy stumble, but she finally finished all the words smoothly.

Mrs. Camilla did not comment, which meant "qualified". Neffi was relieved and stepped into the room, only to find an old and thick bronze book on the humble wooden table. She squinted. The cover of the cover book, because it is too old, the writing on it is blurred.

"This is the next book to recite. Starting today, you can get in touch with the spell, and you must eat the first spell to eat."

He only heard his voice, but no one was seen, but Nafi answered honestly: "Okay, mother."

Then she swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, sat at the table smelling the seductive smell of the meal, opened the old book, and read the words composed of high elf language--

"Arcane spell basis."

"Advanced Arcane Charge Research ..."

A similar voice sounded at the same time in the "Book Room" of Ruins of Wagra.

At this time, Brudy was speaking. The high elven language was similar to the wooden elven language, but in many ways it seemed complicated and gorgeous. When it was recited, there was a kind of unspeakable frustration. As the old elf read the words on the surface of the book, Roddy was standing behind him, looking down at the decaying orc corpses.

Obviously, Brudy's emphasis on this ruin is undisguised. At dawn, he rushed to the ruins with two teams of wooden elves, and he tried hard to find a valuable "relic" without saying a word.

Roddy didn't say nonsense, he simply took them directly to the originally closed "Books Room". When I saw books on the ground, Brudy's expression was really wonderful. According to Roddy, it was probably like a thief who saw a pile of gold, and his mouth almost cramped.

However, compared to Brudy's excitement, Roddy didn't really have a cold about "Arcane" ~ www.readwn.com ~ Before crossing, Roddy's second advanced occupation was pure physics "crazy warrior", so After playing the game for 7 years, he has never actually used any spells.

In fact, his career choice is incomprehensible to most people. A "ranger" who is good at long-range attacks, it is definitely the first choice to practice a "mage" class as a control aid. Even if it's not a legal job, an agile profession like "Assassin" would be a great choice.

However, Roddy chose a Berserker, not because of the dual-armed weapon pulling or brutal moves ... The biggest reason is actually the anger in his heart--After Nefee's death, the extreme revenge mentality made Roddy completely silent. Come and study what kind of spells, and although "furious warrior" has rough combat skills, it was the occupation that best suited his "mental state" at that time.

In other words, Roddy's psychology was morbid at that time, and he needed to use an extreme fighting style to vent his inner emotions.

But when time reversed and he had a chance to save it all, Roddy's heart calmed down. He listened to Brudy muttering to himself, but at this time he had some interest in "Arcane" and asked: "Can these books help you?"

"It's more than helping ... these are—all priceless"