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"There are not only enemies in the Deep Church, but also my sister, Ge Tzude, who is also hiding in it. You are mainly responsible for communicating with Ge Tzude and the Angel Cult to avoid unnecessary conflicts. Next, I will take you to report to Richard."

As she walked, the Fireproof Girl arranged the tasks for the dancer on this trip. It was an extraordinary time, and she had to resort to means. Since the dancer had no problem, she could use it directly. Richard, who is the military commander, was already overwhelmed.

"Uh?"

The dazed dancer held the letter of appointment in her hand, followed by Bordeaux, with a lot of questions in her heart, and was led into the teleportation bonfire by the fireproof girl.

Chapter 64 Let's Go! (4k)

"Whoo~"

Hawkwood wore a little felt hat and was shirtless. He walked on the newly built marble road. After a day of work, he first went to the bathhouse to wash off all the filth and wet stains on his body. With slightly longer hair dripping.

Along the spacious road all the way, he came near his temporary residence.

At the door of the hut, an old man set up a pot at the door.

This is his current neighbor.

"What are you cooking?"

Hawkwood approached, dragged the old man's prepared ponytail and sat down, put his hands on his lap, and asked, looking at the pot of glowing soup, he seemed to have seen the fireproof woman do it in the sacrificial ground.

"Elemental soup, one of the few things that can make undead and ashes taste good."

During this period of getting along, the old man naturally knew that Hawkwood was also ashes, so he wouldn't drink to death on the spot, so he scooped out a bowl of soup and handed it to him.

Although the Fireproof Girl has long since solved the disadvantages of the undead and Ashes' bodies' reduced perception of the outside world, now these undead people are not much different from ordinary people except that their bodies cannot metabolize and they will be resurrected after death. You should pay attention to your diet. Recently, the church has accepted a lot of undead people who killed themselves because they ate too much and couldn't digest them.

But there are still some people who like to have an exciting Yuansu bottle or Yuansu soup to recall the past.

"Come on, try it, I learned it from the Sun Warrior I met at Gulongding back then."

This statement has a story to tell.

"Old man, what did you do before?"

This old man can always cook dishes from all over the world, and he has never heard of many countries. Hawkwood was suddenly curious and couldn't help asking.

This old man thought he was a little old man despite his long beard and old-fashioned talk. He was half a head taller than Hawkwood, and his tendons were bulging, supporting his thin single clothes.

And according to the previous communication, this one was one of the ashes who were awakened when the bell first rang, but they didn't intend to perform their duties either.

"Casas Royal Guard, as for your name, I forgot it so long ago that I don't know where it is, how about you?"

The old man didn't seem to care about his past identity, and he opened his mouth to tell his own background.

"I'm from the Falan Undead Team."

Hawkwood calmly drank a bowl of Yuansu soup, then put his hands on his legs, got up, and wanted to go to the room to find the French sword repaired by the old blacksmith and chop it off.

"Hey, hey, it was before, it was before, I am now a legal citizen of Losric."

Seeing this, the old man quickly stopped Hawkwood, and then took out a bunch of things to prove his identity.

"Look at this, the residence certificate of the undead settlement, this is the quotation of His Royal Highness Sur, and this, look at the notes I made for the church's publicity yesterday."

"I am a good man."

Hawkwood twitched his arm vigorously, as if he was entangled by a gargoyle, and he couldn't pull it out. It seemed that this person was [-]% impossible for him to beat, and he was speechless for a while.

A pile of books was gathered in front of Hawkwood. He pushed aside the books that almost covered his face, and said helplessly, "Okay, okay, I know you're fine, so can you let me go now?"

"That's right. His Royal Highness Sur has always emphasized tolerance. I didn't do anything wrong. I'm still the ashes of the fire. I can't treat me as a human just because I used to be a Kasasian, right?"

Seeing Hawkwood sat back on his seat, the old man also heaved a sigh of relief, ladled him another bowl of soup, and continued his chatter.

"And thanks to His Royal Highness Suer, if it weren't for her, I would have thought that the world would be destroyed when I woke up this time."

The undead settlements and high walls are now clearly different from the half-dead look of other areas, and they are thriving.

Although the church will not plant the honor that only Lothric knights can get to the undead, it still has miracles that can greatly delay the undead. As long as you go to the church hall to receive education regularly, you can get the blessing of miracles.

Compared with the hopelessness that spread the fire became far away after the rebellion of the two princes, everyone now believes that it will not take long before the flame will ignite again.

Miracles always come when people are desperate.

"His Royal Highness Gwensur is very similar to King Casas back then."

The old man was boiling Yuansu soup, looking at the joyful scene in the settlement that he hadn't seen for many years, and sighed.

"Tch, that tyrant who only knows how to plunder is no match for His Royal Highness Sur."

Hawkwood was very displeased with the old man's admiration for his original master, and that Warnier was the chief culprit of the outbreak of the abyss in Fort Farland, so he couldn't think of him in the slightest.

"His Majesty Warnier can be called a great talent before getting involved in the abyss, but he is not as capable as His Royal Highness Sur."

The old man was still smiling, and he didn't care about Hawkwood's unpleasant rebuttal.

"Are you interested in hearing the story of our Casas?"

"The mouth grows on you, so you can say what you want."

Picking up a wooden stick and poking the fire, Hawkwood said without raising his head.

"I think back then, when the curse of immortality broke out, coupled with the lack of supplies in the desert area, there were a large number of living corpses, and we were cornered."

"It was King Warnir who gave us hope."

He smashed the statues of people praying to the gods to show us the food and water he plundered.

"Since the gods can't save us, we will seek the way of salvation by ourselves. Since memories and desires will continue to be lost, then create new memories and desires to fill the emptiness in our hearts."

The old man recalled the vague epic in his memory.

"We came from the desert beyond the mountains, penetrated the capital of the holy wall, stepped through the most powerful ancient country Dolan Gureg, swept Ace Loyes into the garbage dump, and drank the horses from the iron country. Do not break the fort."

In fact, at that time, all the countries had a big problem because of something, and they all fell into decline. If there were no accidents in the kingdoms, it would be impossible for Kasas to break through the capital of the Holy Wall with the strength of Kasas at the beginning.

But it is a pity that if there is no if, the undead army broke through these ancient countries and plundered them all.

"We plunder, we absorb, we are immortal, we will not stop."

"We devoured everything like quicksand, until the crowns of the kingdoms were destroyed, and the Overlord was born."

"We broke through the blockade of Iluzir and entered the capital of crime. Even Lothric, who was in great power at the time, had no choice but to send an undead army to fight us in a war of attrition."

Hawkwood complained silently.

In fact, it was because the Lothric Dragon Knights couldn't use it underground, otherwise they would have all been turned into firewood, and Kasas's foot combat is notorious. Can't afford it.

It's better to send the Frank undead team, which is also composed of undead, to fight with them.

"We have seen the end of Rodland and stepped on the top of the ancient dragon. There, we saw the nameless God of War who tamed the ancient dragon."

"Even if we suffer a fiasco in the end, who else can complete a greater epic than us without relying on gods."

This is true. At its peak, Casas' sphere of influence covered almost the entire Rhodeland, second only to Arnoel Londe, where Gwen was still present.

"It's a pity that when water stops flowing and changes, it becomes a pool of stagnant water."

The old man let out a long sigh.

"Kasus suffered a disastrous attack on the top of the ancient dragon, and has never recovered from it. King Vornier got involved in the power of the abyss, and finally swallowed himself."

"Under the guardianship of the giant king Youmu, the residents of the city of crime indulge in pleasure and eventually lead to catastrophe. In order to suppress the flames of crime, Lord Youmu chose to sacrifice himself to become the salary king."

The old man told about the ending of Casas, and then pointed to himself.

"I also feel that drowning in gold and silver treasures is really an aggrieved way to die, so I followed Master Youmu and chose to spread the fire, but I didn't expect it to become ashes."

"The bell woke us up, and it was intended for us to perform our duties as hunter kings."

"But I'm too tired. I only hope that I can live the life of an ordinary person this time. Thanks to His Royal Highness Suer for giving me such a chance."

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"His Royal Highness Suer, I think you have to think again."

The dancer held the scroll, and said in a puzzled way, how could she put a new acquaintance into a high position like this, and she was a criminal like herself.

"why is that?"

The fireproof girl put down her helmet, exchanged glances with Ashes, and then looked at the dancer beside her.

"Are you not confident in the subordinates who commanded you in the past?"

"of course not."

The dancer shook her head, and the night wind blew her silver hair like flowing silver foil.

As a saint, she undertakes the duty of protecting the princess, and as the substitute of Princess Lothric, Ge Tzude, the education she receives is no different from that of the royal family, and her military level has also been appraised by the eldest prince Lorian.

"Are you feeling unwell?"

"nor."

The dancer shook her head again, she had been lying on the bed for a long time, and now she was better than ever.

"Oh, then do you think you are not loyal to the Sun God Clan?"

"My loyalty to the Sun God Clan can be learned from the beginning!"

The dancer said firmly, her eyes seemed to be burning with fire.

"Then why did you refuse my appointment?"

"Yeah, so why should I refuse?"

The dancer froze for a moment, and finally accepted the appointment letter of the fire prevention girl. Amidst the suppressed laughter of the black knights around her, she walked towards the location of the organization Richard belonged to, but she always felt that something was wrong.

Seeing that the dancer, a high-level whoring prostitute, was successfully fooled, the fireproof girl no longer put on airs, and said to Elton next to her: "The bell is ringing."

Elton took the order, and a thunder gun appeared in his hand, and he threw it into the air, sending a signal to the guards of the clock tower.

dong~dong~dong~

The bell rang, which was different from the usual rhythm. Hawkwood got up and looked into the distance, and found a group of Lothric knights coming out of the bonfires in various places. The iron armor collided with the stone bricks, making a uniform sound, and headed towards the central square of the undead settlement. gather.

The civilians who were resting at home also opened their windows, and their curious eyes moved towards the square where the Lothric army gathered.

There, a group of solemn black knights stood like statues, and there was an unreal golden figure in their guard.

He had a premonition that today he had to follow the Fireproof Girl to face his past nightmare.

"Hockwood? So you are here."

A Lothric knight equipped with a two-handed sword came to him, holding a package in his hand.

With a clatter, a brand new pair of armor was stuffed into Hawkwood's arms.

"This is your armor. Report to His Highness immediately after putting it on."

After all, the knight left with the team.

The iconic triangular hat, the old yellowed leather armor was replaced, the built-in chain armor was carefully brushed clean, reflecting bright luster under the dim yellow light, the original tattered cloak has been replaced, and the cloak with the double dragon coat of arms is replaced The original position, wrapped in the same new lining.

Hawkwood stood up and changed into his clothes on the spot. The clothes fit well and he put on a mask. He looked down and saw a fresh Wolf Sword Grass pinned to his chest. This reminded him that he had just joined the Undead Squad time.

"Are you going back to Fort Faran?"

The old man looked at this outfit for a while, which was no different from the guy he met on the battlefield. At the beginning, the two of them killed each other dozens of times, until Youmu agreed to spread the fire, and the capital of sin and Lothric returned to peace. We drank elemental soup together.

"Then I have something for you."

He dug into his pocket and took out a long dagger, which seemed to be made of the teeth of some kind of creature. The blade surface was translucent green, and it was highly poisonous at first glance.

"I'm glad you can listen to me, an old thing left behind by the times, telling stories."

"That Sun Knight gave it to me. He wanted to pursue the way of the immortal ancient dragon, so he gave this thing to me. It is said that it can poison the ancient dragon. You undead team always like to put the knife on the face. Be careful not to lick it. It's here, I was lying down instantly when I was stabbed by this thing, "

The blade pulled out a few small green flowers in his hand, and the old man put the flying knife back into his belt and handed it to Hawkwood.

"It's useless to stay with me now, you take it, it should be useful when it comes."

It's just a poisonous flying knife, how useful it can be.

But anyway, it was the kindness of the old man, so he no longer shirked it and accepted it directly.

"The enemy is the abyss."

Thinking about the opponents he will face this time, Hawkwood sighed again. Although the Fireproof Girl can solve the impact of the abyss on the undead team, can they really defeat the endless abyss afterwards?

"You are not without merits, at least you still know how small you are, but you lack the courage to challenge higher places, hahahaha."