Netheril’s Brilliance

Pursuing two master-level powerhouses alone, one of the target characters is a wise mage who has reached the peak of the nineteenth level. This kind of dangerous thing is enough to frighten ninety-nine percent of the master-level professionals. However, the current female knight has done this kind of behavior that can be called "finding her own way" without hesitation.

Odorelinda is not self-reliant. As a wandering knight who has lived for thousands of years, the female knight understands her power limit very well. She also understands that reckless behavior can only encourage evil. Therefore, Odorelyn Dama's non-stop chasing into the tar swamp has her own confidence. She is confident that she can drag an enemy to death!

death! This is a very scary thing. When it is actually presented in front of you, this heavy vocabulary will also appear heavy and cold in the heart of the female knight who claims to be the "herald of justice".

But Odorelinda will not back down because of this. The first time Bartos said that the wizard, the justice female knight had a persistent decision to kill the evil that was about to enter the legend. , Even if you give your own life, you will not hesitate! If you can kill a "justice pawn" who has no hope of advancing to the legend, it is very likely to be promoted to the "evil king", then Odorelinda will have no regrets even if he dies.

So, following a keen intuition that had never deceived herself, Odorrey Linda came to this filthy quagmire, to this bunny tavern that was not friendly to humans.

At this moment, the only thing that the female knight who regards death as home is not at ease is the apprentice who admits death in front of her.

"I shouldn't have brought you here..." The female knight who took a sip of fruit wine said to Claire: "I should be cruel and tie you to a hotel in the Kingdom of Pokcat. How much is Batos? I can give you some care...".

"Teacher you know, it would be better to kill me in that case."

Claire, with a trembling voice, interrupted Odore Linda's words, lowered his head and stared at the wine glass in front of him without a word, hoarsely speaking as if talking to himself:

"Lina and I grew up living in a slum. Lena is the most important family member in my life. When you took Lena and me away from my parents, I vowed to protect her. But now...she died in front of me like that suddenly..."

Having said this, Claire's fingers were firmly buckled into the wooden table, and even his teeth were cracked under the action of too strong muscles.

"Can I be as indifferent as I don't have a sister, can I be as indifferent as a coward"?

Lifting her head vigorously, Claire, with bloodshot eyes, almost said loudly in a trembling cry:

"No, I can't! I feel the flames of hatred burning my soul, I also want to contribute to this just revenge, give me a chance, mentor, I can also have my own use, those arrogant The wicked generation of the elders will not care about a trivial "ant". With those scrolls presented by Uncle Bartos, I will also have the opportunity to make my enemies feel the anger of justice."

Folding his right hand firmly on the position of the heart, the tearful young boy in his eye socket said every word:

"Justice never shrinks, even if it is only possible, my generation should fight evil to the end. This is the most precious teaching you gave me when I first fought. I, Claire, keep it in my heart every day." .

Claire’s growing voice was blocked by Odore Linda’s use of vindictiveness, but his beliefs were solemnly passed into the heart of the female knight, watching Claire, who had turned from a boy to a teenager, for a while, The silent Odore Linda had nothing to say.

As Claire said, it is really possible for him to participate in the battle to successfully attack the villain who is underestimating the enemy. In that case, as a knight who defends justice, why does Odorelinda organize the revenge of a justice boy?

Therefore, Odorelinda, who pushed the boy back to her seat with a grudge, just sighed heavily. In this case, the female knight did not say yes or no, she just picked up the fruit wine and drank it.

Then... Aldore Linda said sadly in an almost undetectable voice:

"Claire, if you can say such words, it means that you are already a qualified knight on the road of justice. No one can stop a knight from pursuing the justice in his heart, even if it is my mentor. No exception, although in my heart, I still feel sad for your choice, but... Claire..."

Odore Linda stared at the boy's pupils and said seriously:

"You are good, I am proud of you"!

"Thank you...thank you mentor"!

Hearing that Odorelinda finally agreed with him, Clariant took out a tissue from a storage ring and wiped her tears.

Is death really scary? When faith burns the soul like a torch, what is the haze of death to fear?

As the saying goes, it's okay to die after hearing the news, and being able to give his life for his own way, whether it is Claire or Odorry Linda, has no regrets?

-split line-

Just as the Odorrey Linda apprentices were talking, the Bunnyman Tavern finally arrived at noon when the most guests were welcomed.

As the female knight’s superb grudge shielded Claire’s voice, so far no guests have paid attention to the female knight sitting in the corner anymore. The rabbits who filed into the tavern began to choose meals at the maid’s side. At noon, the Bunnyman Tavern can also temporarily serve as the "Bunnyman Hotel" to entertain the rabbit people who have returned from going out.

No food, no words to sleep, this kind of principle that can prevent choking and snoring is destined to not be understood by too many people. When eating and drinking with friends, most people will talk about some interesting things that happen around them. , Or come up with a few unique "grass news" to share.

And what Odorrey Linda, who has already put his ears up attentively, needs is the "spoken talk" of these rabbits.

Different from the hustle and bustle of human taverns, because the two long ears bring keen hearing, bunny people always don't like noisy environments, so they do not talk too loudly or perform exaggerated action performances in the tavern. Almost all the bunny people who ate there were five or six acquaintances chatting together, and their voices were as low as whispering.

But... don't say that their words are just "like" whispers, even if they are really whispering to their ears, their chat content should not be hidden from the hearing of a master-level expert.

So, after cutting off two roasted goose legs for Claire, Odore Linda, who could not wait, immediately began to accept every chat in the tavern~www.novelmtl.com~Hello, girl from Ghana It's actually getting better with the grandson of the old man Mondo."

"Oh, how old is that little girl from the Ghanaian family, the old Ghanaian must not kill that bastard."

"Come on, the old man Mondo is also a ranger apprentice, so don't look down on his grandson."

"Tsk tusk, another flower is inserted on the cow dung. You said that there are so many bunnies in our tribe. How can every one of us appreciate a hardworking youth like me"?

Most of the rabbit people’s chats are boring gossip and bragging. It’s no wonder how many things can be said in this small tribe with a population of only twenty to thirty thousand people. It's normal to say a little thing over and over again.

But... the short messages in these parents will always be mixed with useful "news", especially the few bunny hunters who often go out hunting. Their conversation involves a lot of information about the appearance of the bunny tribe.

Therefore, Odorrey Linda didn't need to wait long. The bunny hunters who had been drinking for three rounds soon mentioned a piece of information that made the female knight look solemn...