Shameless Warlock

Although in a place where strong people like the main material world are everywhere, Legend is also a very powerful force.

　　 There are very few places where the legendary power can't get involved, at most it's just a little afraid.

　　 But in Evelyn's mouth, the Ice Wind Collar turned out to be called the "Legendary Forbidden Zone".

　　 This makes Xu Nan a little puzzled.

　　 Fortunately, Evelyn explained in time.

　　 The so-called Legendary Forbidden Zone is not because of the strength of the Ice Wind Collar itself is strong enough to deter legendary professionals from outside, but because of the special geographical conditions of the Ice Wind Collar.

　　 It's too close to the first mountain range.

　　 And the First Mountain Range is the famous place of the hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the main material world. Those strong men who are tired of exploring the multiverse, do not know how they like to go to the First Mountain Range to live in seclusion.

　　 No one likes to be disturbed in their retirement life, and so are the legends.

　　 After several large-scale and unpleasant bloodshed conflicts, the First Mountain Range has almost become a restricted area for outside legends. If outside legends want to set foot here, it is even possible to send a letter of visit half a year in advance.

　　 And the Bingfeng Ling was also included in the remaining part of the First Mountain Range along the way. Few legendary powerhouses dared to break in.

　　, on the contrary, is a professional below the legend, without so many rules, or even knowing these rules and regulations.

"In the Emerald Mountains south of the Fortress of the Lookout, there are the Monastery of the Ten Commandments and the Temple of Tazar. The former has the predecessor of the cloud climber, and the latter is the very powerful Mr. Quellas; in addition, there are Many retired legendary powerhouses live in seclusion here."

　　 "As far as I know, most of them are strong in the shadow world and don't have a lot of affection. I think this is also an important reason why Mr. Green Light has not done anything."

　　 Evelyn smiled: "At least I am in the ice wind collar, they don't dare to shoot easily. The legends' concept of territory is much stronger than that of ordinary people."

　　 "What's more, if he really dared to do something, Mr. Thumb from Meteorite Mountain would definitely not let him go!"

　　 "He once said to me personally that everything about the Ice Wind Collar is under his nose, and there is no legend that can move beyond the boundary." Evelyn said so swearingly that she didn't seem to worry about Green Light's potential actions.

　　 "I understand." Xu Nan nodded.

Although it is not clear who this Mr. Thumb is, according to Evelyn’s description, he should be a very enthusiastic legendary powerhouse; for the Ice Wind Collar or the First Mountain Range, it is probably the role of the neighborhood committee aunt... …

　　 "I thought about it carefully, and the Heart Eater spell explained that the gentleman hoped to use my hand to facilitate something." Evelyn analyzed: "He shouldn't really want to kill me or treat me."

　　 "For him, I am just a tool, specific purpose, after all deliberation, only the celebration of the cold day tomorrow."

　　 She rubbed her temples and looked a little serious: "But I don't understand. It's just a folk celebration. Is there anything important enough to require the attention of legends?"

　　 Xu Nan is equally puzzled about this.

　　 Both of them invariably think of the little girl named Jasmine that Quellas brought. Is it really as Quellas said, Jasmine is the only blood of Atsam, and the purpose of Green Light is on this little girl?

　　 Saying so, but it can be explained.

　　 Due to the geographic reasons of the ice wind collar, Lu Guang himself is not willing to take the shot easily; and he must have known from some channels that Quellas is carrying Jasmine, and will ask Evelyn to solve the Atsam bloodline.

　　From this perspective, he asked Eliot to try to control Evelyn under the guise of investigating Xiaocheng Song, but it made sense.

　　 "The key now is, what exactly does that Mr. Luguang want to borrow my hand for? Kill Little Jasmine?"

　　 Evelyn looked a little worried.

　　 Xu Nan began to think deeper.

　　 Now that Elliott’s plan was accidentally interrupted by himself, Green Light should have received feedback no matter how stupid he was. What will he do next?

　　 It is estimated that the legendary wanderer did not expect that he was only under this guise, but he encountered the real town Song...

　　 He thought a little funny.

"Elliott's miss will definitely make him vigilant. According to what I know about these wanderers, they must be fully grasped before taking action. After they fail against you, they may turn to other breakthroughs. "

　　 Xu Nan thought for a while: "Can you give me a list of important participants for tomorrow's celebration?"

　　 Evelyn's face flushed slightly: "This is my business, you don't have to..."

　　 Xu Nan smiled, without explaining too much:

　　 "I have nothing to do anyway, right?"

　　The list was completed, and Xu Nan glanced around, but didn't notice anything unusual. It's normal, even with insight, he is still bad at reasoning as always.

　　Because I didn't figure out the purpose of [Green Light], many speculations were just guesses. Instead of guessing here, it's better to wait for Qin Lele's news and find a breakthrough in other ways.

　　 "Why hasn't she come back yet?"

　　 Xu Nan was also a little worried, but after thinking about it carefully, Qin Lele was a girl who had successfully escaped from Ferlando's kingdom of God. It was a mere shadow world, shouldn't she be trapped?

　　 Xu Nan's worry fell in Evelyn's eyes, and she looked happier.

　　 It's just that the corners of my eyes still have heavy fatigue that can't be erased.

　　 Gradually, she flipped through the book and fell asleep.

　　 Xu Nan shrugged, took the books, put it to his mouth subconsciously, then hesitated for a moment, and finally held back his mouth.

　　 next to the halo of the white candle.

　　 He began to yawn and flip through pages.

　　……

　　 "...I have said everything that should be said. Xu Nan said to me that after the matter is done, it will be divided into five to five."

　　 Qin Lele looked up at the blood orange with some guilty conscience.

　　 The latter stared at Qin Lele with a faint smile, and suddenly sat down.

　　 "It's really good, five to five cents." She sighed, "Even the Ninth Manor dare to deceive, your courage is beyond my expectations."

　　 Qin Lele coughed: "He said that our backstage is quite big, so don't be afraid."

　　 Blood orange hehe smiled: "Really a little guy who knows how to take advantage of the situation, I probably know what his origin is..."

　　 Qin Lele looked strange: "Really? I don't even know..."

　　 The blood orange squeezed her face: "For you, it's better not to know, it's not a power of good reputation anyway."

try{mad1(\'gad2\');}catch(ex){}　　 Qin Lele thought for a while: "Fame? Is there any difference in the Ninth Manor?"

Blood Orange was choked by these words for a long time before he was a little puzzled: "Although we in the Shadow Realm and the Ninth Manor often help others, do we have a bad reputation? Compared with the reputation of your little boyfriend, we are simply super Are you a great kind person!"

　　 Qin Lele is even more curious, but Blood Orange is obviously unwilling to do more entanglement in this area.

　　 She spread out her cloak and drew her hair together:

　　 "To be honest, I am not interested in your little boyfriend. It is your ability to work together to defraud the senior management of the manor. I will not report you..."

　　 Qin Lele said bitterly: "What then? What do you want me to do?"

　　 Blood Orange smiled and pinched Qin Lele's ear: "I want to know about McCann."

　　 At that moment, Qin Lele seemed to be petrified.

　　 Her face is ugly, she said nothing.

　　 Blood Orange said calmly: "What? You can even sell me your little boyfriend's information, but McCann's will not work?"

"I once heard that the God of Wealth gave the Golden City to his voters before he ran away, a young girl who was still young; and that girl was later snatched by Ferrando, and her whereabouts were unknown. Few people know her identity."

　　 "It is said that she holds the whereabouts of McCann in her hands."

　　 "I want to know, where did McCann go?"

　　 Qin Lele was silent for a long time before repliing less stiffly: "Does McCann owe you money?"

　　 The blood orange was taken aback for a moment, and then replied a little strangely:

　　 "...Of course, a lot of money."

　　 Qin Lele suddenly crossed his neck: "Then you kill me!"

Grapefruit:"???"

　　 "I was discovered by you, but I am McCann himself, I just amnesia!"

　　 "If I really owe you money before, I can't help it. I am very poor now and can only pay for my life!"

　　 "Otherwise, I lack 388 magic gold bricks to restore my godhead. You can help me some. When I find my godhead, I will definitely take out the treasures of the Golden City to share with you!"

　　 She repeated these words very skillfully.

Grapefruit:"???"

　　 After a long time, she smiled abruptly: "Well, since you don't want to reveal where McCann is, I won't ask you."

　　 Qin Lele looked at her suspiciously.

　　 In fact, she was ready to run away just now. As a voter of McCann, how could she have no cards?

　　 Even in the face of legends, Qin Lele has the ability to run at any time.

　　 But blood oranges don't seem to be so brutal.

　　 She just casually chatted with Qin Lele about other topics, and then asked lightly:

　　 "Do you want to be my disciple?"

　　 Qin Lele thought for a while and nodded quickly.

　　 Blood Orange was a little puzzled: "Why are you not surprised... I am one of the nine colors of the Shadow Realm. Don't you feel flattered?"

　　 Qin Lele was also wondering: "Why should you be surprised? Didn't the protagonist meet any big guy, crying and holding my thigh and begging me to be his apprentice?"

　　 "When McCann let me be his voter, I didn't make a fuss."

　　 The blood orange choked completely.

　　 She finally realized how weird the girl's thinking was.

　　 But she straightened out her mind, and coughed:

　　 "I am different. If you want to be my disciple, you need to complete a task for me."

　　 "Oh, forget it." Qin Lele replied blankly.

　　 In fact, she looked very calm, and the Summoning Stone that could escape here at any time pinched in her palm was in a semi-activated state!

　　 The blood orange is immediately annoyed.

　　 But seeing Qin Lele's righteous and unyielding look, she suddenly felt a little funny.

　　 She hesitated for a moment, and tentatively asked: "Then, let me add some money?"

　　 Qin Lele replied with joy:

　　 "Don't you say it earlier?"

　　 "What mission?"

　　 "How much does it cost?"

　　 Twenty minutes later, the two people who had negotiated separated.

　　 Qin Lele breathed a sigh of relief, the legendary big brother of Blood Orange did not intimidate her to do too much.

　　 Even if things go well, I might have an extra thigh to hold in the Ninth Manor.

　　According to Xu Nan's theory of thigh supremacy, Qin Lele felt that completing some small tasks for blood oranges would not only get paid, but also get the protection of the thighs, it would kill two birds with one stone!

　　 She left the Shadow Realm and appeared in the Watcher Fortress.

　　 At this time, she couldn't help pulling out a thin silk kit from her sleeve.

　　 "What you just said in my heart is true? Haven't you been asleep for many years? How do you know that blood orange is McCann's lover?"

Qin Lele was actually a little scared. She was planning to slip away, but Fibonacci of Wisdom Tips suddenly reminded her in her heart that the blood orange might be McCann's lover. She did this to test Qin Le. Le has faith in McCann.

　　 Obviously, Qin Lele has no faith in McCann, but she has to behave, so she casually read a line of cheating money, but she didn't expect to actually pass the topic.

　　 Facing Qin Lele’s question, Fibonacci said unhurriedly:

　　 "I know everything."

　　 Qin Lelehehe:

　　 "Then you tell me the name of the force behind Xu Nan!"

　　 Fibonacci became silent.

　　 Qin Lele has become accustomed to the style of this so-called wisdom kit, and every time he encounters a question that can’t be answered, he just pretends to be dead and is very proficient.

　　 "Then change the question." Qin Lele asked nonchalantly: "Teacher Blood Orange asked me to find someone from Geralt to follow, and then act by chance."

　　 "The question is, who is this Geralt?"

　　 This time, the Wisdom Kit was silent for a while, and then began to cough up blood.

　　 Qin Lele couldn't help but widened his eyes, a little dazed.

　　……

　　 Lookout Fortress, in a simple hotel.

　　 "Teacher!" Geralt stepped forward with excitement and held the old man's hands in front of him.

　　 The old man squeezed the back of Geralt's hand kindly, and the cold touch came, and Geralt almost fell in tears.

　　 "Don't mind, as people get older, they naturally cool down."

　　Quillas coughed and motioned Geralt to sit down.

try{mad1(\'gad2\');}catch(ex){}　　 The latter looks very excited.

　　 "Is this your cat?" Quellas looked at the black cat in the corner curiously. It looked sleepy, shrank into a ball, hiding in a corner.

　　 Geralt shook his head, seemingly not sure how to introduce the black cat.

　　 "He seems to be sick." For a while, he didn't explain to the teacher that he has a talking black cat companion.

　　Quillas nodded: "It's colder than Wildfire City. It's normal for animals to catch cold. You should pay more attention to it."

　　 "Well, I haven't seen you for so many years, you really have grown into a strong young man."

　　 Geralt smiled awkwardly: "Teacher, I'm almost forty..."

　　Quillas said solemnly: "That's a forty-year-old boy."

　　 Geralt no longer refuted. He saw that although Quellas was much older, at least he was still safe and relieved.

　　 But he was still a little worried, so he brought out all his doubts.

　　Quillas listened quietly to Geralt's doubts, his expression slightly changed.

　　 After a long while, he said in a dull voice: "You mean, the reason you are here is because you received a letter for help? And I wrote it?"

　　 Jello nodded and delivered the letter.

　　Quillas took out a crystal spectacle from his arms and put it on, looked at it for a moment, and denied:

　　 "I didn't write this letter."

　　 Geralt said in a daze: "But, the handwriting..."

　　Quillas smiled relievedly: "Child, you know how magical the world of magic is. This is just a powerful visual deception."

　　 After that, he waved his hand, and sure enough, the text on the letter paper became skewed.

　　 Geralt was a little comforting and a little depressed.

　　 He touched his head: "Then, is someone pranking?"

　　Quillas said relaxedly: "Maybe, but you rarely come back once. You have to stay in Tassaldo for a few days."

　　 Speaking of Tazar, Geralt thought of something, and couldn't help asking: "I saw a lot of people wearing blue clothes in Tazar..."

　　Quillas' face became a little ugly.

　　 He snorted heavily: "Those are all from [Blue Clothes]."

　　 "They were sent by representatives of fanaticism to request the reconstruction of the Tazar Temple. I have no way to object."

　　 "You don't care about them, they are just a bunch of lunatics."

　　 Geralt nodded seemingly.

　　 The two talked for a long time in the room. Geralt shared with the teacher many things he had done personally over the years, and Quellas expressed high praise to his disciple.

　　 Geralt is very happy, for him, as long as the teacher is okay.

　　 As for the prank itself, he has no interest in pursuing it. Just pay more attention to discrimination next time.

　　 At the end, Quellas suddenly stood up and opened the window of the hotel.

　　 Large swaths of snowflakes were flying outside, and the cold air came in. Geralt couldn't help shrinking his neck, but listened to Quellas solemnly:

　　 "Geralt, my child, I want to ask you something."

　　 "For so many years, you have struggled to promote the glory of the goddess, have you ever complained?"

　　 "Have you ever wavered your faith?"

　　 Geralt froze for a moment, and answered without hesitation:

　　 "Teacher, my faith has never wavered."

　　 "It's just that over the years, I have also had some doubts."

　　Quillas said calmly, "Talk about it."

　　 Geralt's expression is serious:

　　"Under the guidance of the goddess doctrine, I have helped many people. In the process of helping people, I have gained a lot of happiness, such as

　　 As you said. "

　　 "But gradually, I have a point of doubt: Is it the matter of helping people themselves that makes me happy, or does the matter of helping people play a role in promoting the glory of the goddess?"

　　 "I thought about this question for a long time."

　　Quillas turned around, his eyes no longer kind: "What is the answer you have been thinking about for so long?"

　　 Geralt bit his head and said:

　　 "The thing itself."

　　Quillas looked at Geralt with disappointment.

　　The latter hurriedly said: "But my faith is still pious..."

　　 "Let's go. You let me down."

　　Quillas said softly, "I will leave here tomorrow. I am very tired and need a rest."

　　 Geralt opened his mouth, he couldn't say anything.

　　 For a while, he shed tears, hugged the black cat, clenched his teeth, and walked out of the room.

　　哐当!

　　 The door was pressed.

　　 After a while, Quellas suddenly closed the window halfway~www.readwn.com~A figure came out of the fireplace.

　　 "He is a better choice? Isn't he?"

　　 That is a little girl. Her voice is very hoarse and low, and the syllables are not human.

　　 "He is nothing but an ignorant." Quellas said indifferently.

　　 "But he is very religious." The girl emphasized:

　　 "Only the most pious people can complete our plan."

　　Quillas glanced at her and looked out of the window. Under the wind and snow, a tall but trembling figure was walking awkwardly along the street holding a black cat.

　　 His back is unremarkable.

　　 His footsteps are even a little staggering.

　　 But Quellas stared at his back for a long time.

　　 Until the wind and snow passed the footsteps of the man, the old man slowly closed the last half of the window.

　　 "There are many pious people, don't care about him."

　　Quillas seemed to explain to the little girl.

　　 The little girl tucked her toes, made a cup of chrysanthemum tea for him, handed it over, and then she couldn't help but whispered in envy:

　　 "He must be your favorite student."

　　Quillas squeezed the teacup and said nothing.

　　 With his other hand, holding the letter tightly, the messy handwriting returned to normal.

　　 "I wrote this letter."

　　 "But I never sent him out."

　　 "Someone has mixed in with us, we have to find him out."

　　……