Heimarian Odyssey Chapter 715: Special
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In Memela's house, the old man's blood has drained, the body has dried up, and the air is filled with a rancid smell.
Holding her father's head, Memira's eyes are blank, at this moment she is like a walking dead.
"Although I have a lot of healing potions and my fighting spirit also has a certain ability to assist recovery, but this kind of head is cut off, forgive me for nothing I can do." Locke said.
Memira didn't react at all. From walking into the house and seeing such a **** scene in the bedroom, this girl became like this.
Sighed, if Memira’s father hadn’t been cut off, even if only one breath was left hanging, he could still save people, but he wouldn’t have the slightest bit of a dead life form. Method.
Don’t say he can’t do anything, even the second and third level spellcasters can’t do anything, unless her father’s head is connected and transformed into a necrotic creature similar to a corpse puppet, which is also an alternative. 'Alive'.
But this kind of "living" is better than dead, the memory is completely lost, and only a body is left. What's the point of this.
It is said that life forms above the fourth level are called ‘gods’, and gods are omnipotent. Perhaps after reaching the fourth level, Locke can come into contact with this ability to resurrect from the dead.
Silence, through Mamilla’s performance, Locke realized that he was so helpless at the beginning, and also powerless to deal with the death of his parents.
"If there is nothing else, I'm leaving." Locke turned and said. Ashar was still waiting for him in the Gur Forest. Now that he has retracted the dagger, there is no need to stay in Evra City.
Just taking a step forward, Locke paused and his clothes were caught.
"I said, I can't save..." Locke's voice hasn't fallen yet.
"Kill me." Memira said blankly.
"What did you say?" Locke felt like he had heard it wrong.
"Kill me." Memira repeated. My father died and was unaccompanied. Memira thought of suicide.
After all, she was still a minor girl, and she couldn't do it by herself, so she wanted to borrow Locke's hand and give herself a break.
"Didn't you say you are willing to help me, then kill me." Memira's eyes were still blank.
Locke looked at Memela, the little girl who was enthusiastic and energetic at work during the day, and went through such a dramatic change at night, it turned out to be like a new person.
This is the first time Locke has seen someone place this kind of request on himself.
"Perhaps what you need is rest." Locke put his palm on top of Memira's head, and the soft wind flowed into Memira's body, causing Memira, who had been in a tight state, to slowly fall. Go down.
At this moment, Memela was holding Locke's sleeves in one hand and her father's head in the other. A lot of blood stains on Locke's armor, but Locke didn't care about it.
"Go and help this child bury her father." Locke turned his head and said to Watt beside him.
Watt is more than eighty years old this year, but he has always had a good spirit. Locke discovered that this person is also practising wood-based vindictiveness that is good at health preservation.
"Yes, my lord." In the face of a powerful land knight, Watt said respectfully without being half arrogant.
Memela's hand is still holding Locke's sleeves tightly, but Locke is not thinking about these details at this time. When he entered the grudge into Memela's body just now, Locke found a slight difference in this girl.
When reading Memilla’s memories and emotions briefly before, Locke also found that the girl seemed to have a strong premonition. She was able to escape from the four delinquents, and insisted until Locke and others arrived. Premonition that is mysterious and mysterious.
The knight medal was taken out of the space ring, and Locke connected to Ashar in the Gur Forest. "Master, can you come over? I found a strange little girl here."
In the magical communication, Locke briefly described the peculiarity of Memira.
"I'll be there soon." Ashar's faint voice came from the knight medal.
Putting away the knight medal, Locke sighed as he looked at the little girl with faint tears in the corner of her eyes.
It seems that Memira’s tears did not shed. In the pain of losing her father, Memira seemed to be back when her mother died seven years ago.
"My lord, are you a second-level knight in the Hall of Knights?" Calling his subordinates to bury the body and head of Memira's father, Watt ran over to greet him for a long time.
"Oh? You know the Knights' Hall too?" Locke asked strangely.
Although the old man Watt also has quasi-rank strength, there is no knight's hall in the United Kingdom of Jekolo, so there will be no knight's hall people to recruit him.
"The Hall of Knights is the holy place that every knight of us longs for and longs for. The biggest regret in my life is that I didn't join the Hall of Knights." Watt's tone was quite heavy.
In the three western islands, high-ranking attendants and quasi-ranking knights have reached the lowest threshold to enter the knight's hall. This old man has not organized and accepted for so long, and can only say that he was born in the wrong place.
"Then how did you cultivate to the quasi-level?" Locke curiously asked.
"Before I was thirty, I used to be a vassal knight of a noble summoner. I was badly injured and could no longer follow that adult, so I stayed in Flor City." Watt said, and lifted his own. The chain mail reveals a laceration from the shoulder to the right abdomen.
The wound appeared to be injured by the sharp claws of a powerful creature. Although it was not fatal, it also restricted Watt's promotion path. There are many meridians in the vindictive circulation that circulate in that area.
"You also followed the summoner, so your vision is so broad?" Locke looked around. Whether it was the governance of Evra City or Watt's knowledge of the Knights' Palace, it all showed This old man is a real man.
"Yes, I learned a lot with that adult." Watt said respectfully. After so many years, the summoner who trained him at the beginning still occupies an important place in Watt's heart.
Nodded, Locke said abruptly, "That summoner must be the second-level summoner of your country, right?"
Watt stiffened instantly, and faced Locke's inquiry, he did not respond.
But looking at Watt's appearance, Locke also guessed that the answer was inseparable from his guess.
"You don't need to specifically inform the summoner. My friend and I will leave the Kingdom of Fussen soon. We are just a way to do this." Locke said.
"Although you said so, I still have to abide by my duties. It is my duty to guard the city of Evra. I can't ignore the presence of a strong man like you." Watt said without arrogance.