Conquest

    Chapter 542 [For You] (Restoring Update)

    Chapter 542 [For You]

    The woman still has such a gentle smile on her face, laughing at the fire pitchfork in Shaar's hand, but the look can't help but reveal a few different looks, staring at the fire pitchfork tip, then slightly, finally gently Sigh: "This fire pitchfork, he is finally passed to you."

    Shaar heard this and it was a glimpse. Then he subconsciously blurted out: "He? Do you know Old Man? ”

    The woman has gently walked down the fence, just in this moonlight, slowly walking towards Shaar, the pace is light and slow, but it seems to be without half-smoke. Originally looking at the other side approaching, Shaar should have been wary, but this woman came slowly, and the eyes were mild, but it made Shaar feel half-hearted, even the fire pitchfork. Can't help but sag slightly down.

    The woman finally approached and stood in front of the fire pitchfork, but suddenly a hand came out, and the slender fingertips slowly stroked over the fire pitchfork, but the eyes were getting deeper and deeper.

    HeWhen I am walking, is it calm? ”

    Shaar is another glimpse. After a little hesitation, he whispers: "Fortunately…He went to sleep, no pain. ”

    "Mm."The woman nodded, and the beautiful eyes finally showed a bit of sadness.

    Shaar’s more confused doubts: “You…”

    This woman is a gentle smile, slowly said: "In these years, staying with the old drunkard, can be regarded as suffering you, but the guy is not very serious in his usual work, but the coach is a first-class high-minded Now, it seems that you are really very promising."

    Shaar listened to his heart more and more doubts, swallowed his mouth and spit: "That…Who are you? you……Are you from Sacred City, just to take Nene away? Nene, she…"

    Shaar suddenly turned bright and looked at the woman. Her breathing was a little quick: "Your strength is strong, I can feel it!" I came here late at night, but I didn’t notice it at all, you…You must be the powerhouse! You are from Sacred City and you know Old Man…Is it not…You are the legendary Sacred City Guardian…St.Roland Garros? ? ! ! ”

    The woman smiled and looked at Shaar, her smile on her face, but with a hint of incomprehensible warmth.

    However, her answer made Shaar feel shocked!

    "You are a smart boy. You guessed it is not wrong. I am indeed called the Sacred City Guardian. Everyone calls me 'Saint Roland Garros'."

    As expected… Saint Roland Garros!

    The only powerhouse in the world that can compete with Emperor Odin and equalize the autumn! !

    But when it comes to this, she slowly shakes. Shaking his head, but staring at Shaar's eyes, gently said: "I did come from Sacred City, but what…I came here this time, but not to find Nene back. Although Nene is the blood of the city's family, but to find her, people who send the Presbyterian at will come, she is a sideline of blood, although the talent is good, the original, but also I can not come personally. ”Speaking of this, she seems to have deliberately paused, looking at Shaar's eyes, but it is more and more soft, and then whispered to continue.

    I…This is for you. ”

“……！！！”

    Shaar is stunned.

    He opened his mouth and looked at the stunning powerhouse Saint Roland Garros.

    In orderIn order

    Come for me? !

    My God, I have such a big face?

    Let the Sacred City Guardian, who has never stepped out of Sacred City in this legend, personally step into the world? !

    The two looked at each other, and Shaar finally took a deep breath, with a weird smile on his face: "That…Are you wrong? Or am I getting it wrong? you……Come for me? Hahahaha! What is my little role, your Sacred City Guardian violated your rules and set foot on the world, but specifically came to see me? Hahahaha…"

    Watching Shaar laughing, Saint Roland Garros smiled softly and whispered softly: "You didn't get it wrong, I did come for you."

    "Eh ……"Shaar's smile stopped short.

    After a long time, hillbilly finally smiled bitterly: "Okay…That…You, you come to me, why? Is there anything I can do with your Sacred City? ”

    Saint Roland Garros sighed, then she raised her hands and gently picked up the cap of the cap on her head…

    The soft moonlight, evenly sprinkled on her waterfall like a waterfall…Under the moonlight, her hair was black and shiny.

    She stood in the moonlight, with a quiet breath, raised her chin slightly, and let Shaar see the full outline of her face…Especially her eyes!

    That eyes, black eyes, deep and distant. The eyebrows are slender, the nose is high, and the contours of the face are different from the current world.

    Black hair, black eyes…

    Shaar saw this and couldn't help but breathe.

    "You are a smart boy, I think, you should have guessed something, right?"

    The sound of Saint Roland Garros is extremely soft.

    Shaar took a deep breath: "Black, black hair, black glasses, yes, it is with me, one…"

    "It's the same with you, right? You are such a smart child. ”

    She stepped closer and walked over to Shaar's side, reaching out and gently stroking Shaar's fire pitchfork. With a slight dial, she fired the fire pitchfork, and Shaar loosened his hand, a pair of eyes. The woman who stared at her eyes trembled fiercely and uncontrollably.

    "In this world, whether it is the Byzantine or the Odin, Atlantean…They are not black eyes and black eyes. It looks like ours is very rare in this world. Although the world will occasionally see some black hair, but most of those people's hair is brownish black, but very few can see how pure and shiny like ours. There are also the colors of the eyes, and no one other than us, no one has any black eyes like us. ”

    Saint Roland Garros whispered: "Have you ever thought about a problem?"

“……what is the problem?

    "Your adoptive father, why did you adopt you and leave you there?"

    "I …Shaar swallowed and spit, but he felt the scorpion dry up and whispered: "He, he said he came to me in the wild, then…"

    "I want to ask you, old drunkard, but a charitable person?"

“……It seems that I can't count it. ”Shaar smiles.

    Indeed, his adoptive father, the old drunkard has always been eccentric, although Shaar has not seen anything bad he has done, but he is not a good person.

    If it is a good man, will there be a kind of hillbilly that looks like Shaar?

    "That's it."Saint Roland Garros smiled and said: "So, why did your adoptive father adopt you? There are thousands of orphans in this world, but they have adopted you? ”

    Shaar immediately gave birth to such a problem.

    IndeedI found myself in the wild…Even if Old Man suddenly made a kind heart, he would at most give himself something to eat, or take himself to someone who smoked, and then hand it over to others…

    But the Old Man, why did he adopt himself, and he took him to his side as a son?

    Old Man Although he has also been in Hessian in the past, but know that when Old Man took in the Hessian court, Hastings is already a boy. Old Man probably sees the potential of Hessian body and black. Sterling's excellent bones, which only took the guy.

    But I am…When Old Man got to himself, he wouldn’t even walk the road, he would only climb on the ground! Then a little baby, where can you see what the roots are?

    So, why is Old Man adopting himself…

    "It is because of the color of your eyes."

    Saint Roland Garros whispered: "Your adoptive father saw the color of your eyes. With his knowledge, I immediately thought of you…Therefore, he will adopt you, take you around, and carefully train. ”

    "I, I am…You said that Old Man saw the color of my eyes and thought that I was…"What am I?Shaar anxious big channel.

    "He understands, you…I deliberately sent him to him. You are the blood of my family, because only we can have black eyes. ”

    When!

    Shaar's fire pitchfork fell to the ground, and he slammed back a few steps, then sat down on the ground. Lifting his head and looking at the woman in front of him.

    "I, I am…I was you deliberately sent to and sent to Old Man? Am I not an abandoned orphan? Isn't Old Man unintentionally caught? But, but you…Did you deliberately send it to him? ”

    "True."Saint Roland Garros whispered: "I quietly took you around and placed it around him, deliberately letting him discover you, but he did not reveal the trace. But he is very smart. When you see the color of your eyes, you can guess your origins, and you will be raised by your side…"

    “Why?”

    Shaar suddenly rolled over and jumped, his face with anger: "Why!!! Why are you leaving me behind him? Who are you? Me, where did I come from? Where is my loved one? ! ! ”

    "You are from Sacred City."

    The soft voice of Saint Roland Garros seems to be ringing in the ears of Shaar…

    “The city of Sacred City is the ancient emperor, the most noble and pure royal blood in the world. Although the ancient empire of the glory of the ancients has been mired in a long history, but the blood of the descendants of the emperor has been passed down, has been living in Sacred City, this represents the fire of the last civilization of the ancient Terran Empire. city. Sacred City and the Lord of the City are the last glory and fire left over from the great human empire of ancient times, and in order to guard this last fire, there is the existence of the ' Sacred City Guardians ' of our Saint Roland Garros, and for thousands of years, every generation of Saint R Oland Garros, all in order to guard sacred City and exist, generation after generation, has been shouldering such a duty. This is not only our mission, but has become our destiny! ”

    Speaking of this, her tone suddenly became abruptly stunned: "The world is legendary about the power of Saint Roland Garros…But you know that you don't know, where did our generation of 'Sacred City Guardian' come from? How did each generation of guardians come about? ”

“……”Shaar is silent.

    “The first generation of Saint Roland Garros, like the current Sacred City lord, was born in that great ancient human empire. However, the owner of the city is a descendant of the people, but we are different. The people of Saint Roland Garros, in ancient times, were the most powerful race among the human races. Our ancestors were the best geniuses among human beings, the best fighters, the most outstanding martial artists…According to legend, our family, in the ancient Terran empire, has always had a transcendental status. After the demise of the ancient empire, the imperial royal family passed a certain condition to request our family to protect the descendants of the royal family. Finally, our family agreed to their request and reached a contract with the ancient emperor to protect their descendants. The safety of the last fire of the ancient human empire is not annihilated. This has made our family a natural protector of the current Sacred City. ”

    "To protect Sacred City from standing in this world, not to be extinct by other powerful races, and not to be annexed by other emerging human powers, the guardians must have enough power. The blood talent of our tribes makes our family not lacking a top powerhouse, and each generation can have the most powerful powerhouse in the world to protect Sacred City. But people don't know how each generation of Saint Roland Garros was created or how it was chosen. ”

    "Since the first generation of guardians became the first 'Saint Roland Garros', a rule was set. Every generation must have one of the most outstanding and outstanding powerhouses for Saint Roland Garros, inheritance and shelter. The mission of Sacred City. From the first generation of guardians, this long mission began. Pick out some young candidates from our tribes, and then secretly walk these candidates in the world, let them struggle in the world, experience the test, and when they reach a certain time, they will gradually send people. Go out and find these candidates…Only in this long test, some candidates will die directly in the world, and some will fall, some will be everyone, but there will be talented people who will become excellent powerhouse! ”

    Shaar heard this and couldn't help but sneer: "The test of the world?" Haha! Funny. Since I have experienced this colorful world, I can become a top hero in this world, and who is willing to go back to that little Sacred City, can't take a step in the city and guard the place? To say that it is a guardian, in fact, it is equal to jail! No one refuses? ”

    there areSaint Roland Garros said: "There have been some outstanding people in nature since the ages. After the experience, when we sent people to find them, they were in love with this world and would not return to Sacred City. However, the rules of the tribes for thousands of years cannot be destroyed. If someone is unwilling to return, they will be forcibly taken back by the people sent by Sacred City! Because this is the biggest secret of the identity of Saint Roland Garros, it must not be revealed to this world. ”

    "Haha! If you don't want to go back, just grab it back! Well, it really makes sense! Haha! Sure enough, it is no different from prisoners! What guardian, what Saint Roland Garros, but the first prisoner of the day! ”

    Saint Roland Garros squinted and whispered: "However, the offender is not without…Hundreds of years ago, there was once a candidate who was very talented. In the midst of earthly experience, he has already developed a strong strength and became a top figure. When he sent someone to find him back, he was Did not hesitate to refuse. He would rather not be the identity of the Sacred City Guardian and stay in the world. ”

    "Oh ?" And there are people who can't help you? Let's listen, who is this…"

    "What you know about this name is the founding father of the Byzantine Empire, which created the greatest god of war in this empire, the first generation of the Grand Duke of Tulips! In fact, such outstanding and outstanding people are simply our tribes. When they were young, they were selected as candidates for the guardians, and then they lost their experience in this world. At that time, the days of return were near, and Sacred City sent people to find him, informed him of his life, and asked him to return, the Grand Duke was immediately rejected. The person sent to find him to return, when he wants to catch him back, is not his opponent at all…So, at the time, the contemporary Saint Roland Garros made an exception to Sacred City and went to the Byzantine Empire in person, to catch him back. ”

    HmmmShaar heard this and sneered: "It seems that I have not succeeded!" Otherwise, where is the next Duke Tulip? ”

“……It's pretty goodSaint Roland Garros said with a wry smile: "There was no such thing as the Duke Tulip. At that time, the strength of the Duke Tulip was already among the top powerhouses. Even the contemporary Saint Roland Garros could not beat him and could only be tied. As a last resort, only the contract can be reached. Sacred City allows Duke Tulip to detach from it, and no longer send people to capture him and his descendants. However, Duke Tulip must also strictly adhere to this secret, not to anyone, even his own relatives. Bone flesh, can not leak a sentence! ”

“……”Shaar sighed, his face became more and more difficult to look at, staring at the face of Saint Roland Garros, and finally whispered: "So…Needless to say, it seems that I was sent by you that year…One of the candidates! Now, when you come in person, you are looking for me to 'return', right? ”

    Shaar suddenly squinted: "damn it! Father is very happy to live in this world, but there is no idea to be a prisoner! ! When you abandoned me in this world, I didn’t care about you, but now I want to give you a lifetime to be a guardian, and there is no door! ! ”

    Saying, he has already regained fire pitchfork and jumped up, staring at Saint Roland Garros: "Duke Tulip can betrayed, and I won't be able to get it!" If you want me to go back, don't think about it! Even if you are Saint Roland Garros with the same name as Emperor Odin, I have to fight with you today! ”

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