Netheril Glory Chapter 342: Ben Rachel’s Confusion

The glory of God, the glory of the country, the glory of oneself...The paladin is the existence wrapped in these contradictory tangled bodies. From Oaks, Punk is not difficult to see the shadow of Gioni-Zodas-it is a Fall into a whirlpool of hatred and wrap yourself up with a sad avenger in glory!

But what does all this have to do with Punk? For him, Gioni’s hatred of the Black Dragon Ovain-Sour Throat is not an opportunity that can be used?

The Punk, which started to put Jonny and Maple Leaf Kingdom into their own plans, if nothing had happened and Oaks was ahead, and Bin Rachel, who had originally wanted to do business, could only sigh, and then Trotting to keep up with Punk.

Behind him, the hungry little boy with green eyes has bitten **** the little girl’s arm, and the painful little girl digs out the little boy’s eyes with his nails...

"Glory? This is really a sad country"!

Orachel said to himself unabashedly.

"You..."!

Oaks, who walked in front of the seat, undoubtedly heard the words of bin Lajie. At the gate of the city, he was violently stimulated by Punk just now. Oaks heard that bin Lajie once again insulted his glory.

But when he looked back, he saw Bin Lajie's irritated pupil.

A gloomy but temperatureless flame burns in Bin Lajie’s pupils. Even through the squinted eyes, that kind of fire may be undetectable, but the heat in it is still full of souls. High temperature... At this moment, Oaks can feel the anger that the mage in front of himself cannot ignore.

In the end, he chose to turn around without saying a word:

"The two adults, the hotel arranged by the Maple Leaf Kingdom for the two adults is in front, and there are still official duties underneath. I will not accompany you."

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The warm flame is burning in the exquisite red brick fireplace, and a little flame spatters from time to time with red sparks splashing. The light red flame illuminates the birch dining table in front of the fireplace, and the white ceramic dinner plate also Therefore, the light and shadow of some flames reflected.

There are two plates on the dining table, and the same delicious food is served on both plates-Roast Duck in Cellar Wine.

This kind of roast duck is the top and most expensive food in the Maple Leaf Kingdom. Each duck is fed with spices from a young farm. The roast duck must be accompanied by a wine cellar that has been fermented for more than 100 years. The precious spices that are more expensive than gold are kneaded into the duck meat of the roast duck by the royal chef using the most exquisite techniques. The roasted crispy duck skin seals the flavor of the spices with the fat duck oil in the roast duck. The principle of flesh and blood.

I have to say that even Punk has to admit it. The taste of the roast duck in the cellar wine is very unusual. When you bite it down, the crispy crispy skin easily breaks, the warm and soft duck meat rolls at the tip of the tooth, and the delicious crispy gently blooms at the tip of the tongue...

Punk was quite satisfied with the food. Before long, he ate a third of the roast duck.

However, at this time, Bin Lajie sitting opposite the Punk did not move the knife and fork-the delicious roast duck he had been thinking about along the way finally arrived, but at this time Bin Lajie seemed to have no appetite.

He was staring out the window.

There was a ragged little girl curled up stiffly in the cold wind-she was dead!

The night of Charm Maple City is very cold. Even if there is a fire with a lot of coal added, the indoor temperature is only a few degrees. In the harsh cold wind outside, the ordinary poor people of the Maple Leaf Kingdom sleep. It is too common to not wake up. It is common to see that the beautiful waiter standing next to Punk and Bin Rachel has a strange expression.

But Bin Lajin couldn’t be surprised. It’s impossible for him to ignore it like Punk. At this time, he was looking at the body of the skinny little girl who was a little confused and at a loss. :

"Brother Saian, I feel amused by myself. The bad things I had done by Rachel went to the sea. When I was young, I almost even reached the point of the evil camp. I have never done it since I was old. What a good thing, the formal mage who died before the promotion to the master level can't remember it. After the promotion to the master level, it is even more unscrupulous. It started a black market to sell those potions to the red robe madman, forcing the female apprentice to go to bed with me and killing those who were disobedient. My hands have never been soft......... But now, when I see these children suffering, I feel sad and angry..."

Under the light of the fire, bin Lajie no longer has that kind of unreasonable tease feelings. Now he looks more like an old man with a wind and candle than ever, and his fat face is left by years. wrinkle.

"Think carefully, my dad was right when I was a kid, I was more suitable to walk with him on the streets and sell apples instead of being a big boss or a mage... More than 4,000 years old, left a dark wound when I was young, at most it can still live for four or five hundred years......... Legendary or something is not realistic for me... By this time, so sentimental , And will be angry for the situation of these ordinary people... It is also deserved to make jokes...but I still can't control myself"!

Oprah hung the roast goose that didn’t take a bite at the corner of the table, and then summoned a flame to burn the little girl’s body out of the window to ashes.

It is not difficult to see that Bin Lajie is very sad and confused. The fire elements around him are beginning to be full of desolation. The flame in the fireplace is inevitably dimmed even if there is more firewood added.

"Ding Dong"!

After swallowing the last bite of duck, Punk put down the fork without expression.

"Sadness? Confused? Anger? Sympathy? These boring emotions are just obstacles on the caster's path, entangled with these childish things... Bin Rachel, it means you are nothing more than that."

Punk's words are still as cold and sharp as ever.

But this time, bin Lajie, who was immersed in his own world, did not respond to him. The lost fat old man still looked out the window without saying a word, watching the whistling cold wind bring the ashes on the ground a little bit. Sweep away the remaining temperature.

"Forget it"!

Punk, who didn’t even bother about Bin Rachel’s reaction, stood up as if nothing happened~IndoMTL.com~Your childishness and stupidity have nothing to do with me. After killing the black dragon, whether you intend to save this country It’s okay to save the world, but........."

Speaking of which, Punk looked at Bin Rachel with a chill in his eyes.

"Don't let your stupid emotions interfere with my plan, this is the bottom line I tolerate!"

After finishing talking, Punk walked out of the hotel on his own. He didn’t plan to spend the night in the house arranged by Gioni. While the night had not yet fully arrived, he also planned to dig a cave as a temporary residence. ...

　　

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