"A boy will never become a man if he doesn't drink." Querod glanced at him. "How about it, are you still used to fighting?"

"It's okay." Fang Plover nodded.

Querod nodded and replied: "I heard Scarpet say it was a very exciting battle."

Fang Yu scratched his head in embarrassment. "Miss Scarpet said, the other party is just a rookie, it all depends on luck."

"Rookie?" Quilod glanced at him, shook his head and said nothing. He did not tell Fang Plover that they met members of the main force of the Silver Forest Spear. The reason why the battle went smoothly was because the liaison officer played too hard.

outstanding.

And the rogue that Fang Plover killed was not just an ordinary person. Scarpe checked the opponent's emblem and found that the opponent was at least a professional captain.

"It seems to be very cold tonight. It's only the end of summer. There's already a layer of frost in the forest. I remember it doesn't snow in Talun in the winter." Fang Plover looked at the surrounding forest fog and said suddenly.

Querod took a sip of wine, spit out the white mist, and the mist blended into the forest, and replied: "No." He walked forward.

Fang Plover saw this and followed him, stepping on the humus soil full of fallen leaves, like a layer of mat, soft and thick. There was a broken sword stuck in front, he stood up and pulled it out. It was a Kaolin Chang

The sword has the emblem of the White Oak City on the mirror-like blade, which is tempered with bright flames - before being quenched, the mark is carved on it with a chisel.

He held the sword in his hand and turned the blade. The blade was about three fingers wide and the edge slowly closed. It was well made and the bright light reflected on his face, reflecting his calm expression.

"It's a good sword," Querod turned back to look at the sword in his hand, "It's a pity that it broke."

"But it's not a combat tool."

"Maybe, but combat equipment may not necessarily be good."

Fang Plover threw away his sword and asked, "I'm curious, why didn't the people of the Silver Forest Spear build fortifications in the ruins?" He looked in that direction, and the elven ruins were looming behind the mist. "Isn't it more convenient to defend there?"

"Perhaps they haven't had time yet, and the Jeffrit red team will not just let it go. Both sides want to occupy this ruins." Quelord took a sip of wine and replied: "Maybe there is something in this ruins.

Important things." He suddenly asked: "By the way, do you know the other person?"

Fang Plover nodded. "The Silver Forest Spear's association in the second world is very famous in China, called the Silver Forest Crown. It also has two branches, called the Silver Forest Shield and the Silver Forest Staff, both of which are affiliated to

Windtalkers Club.”

Querod was silent for a moment and then replied: "It seems like something big must have happened in the second world."

"Why?"

“Don’t you care about the community?”

Fang Plover sweated furiously, he wanted to see it too.

Fortunately, Quelord did not delve too deeply into this issue. "More and more large guilds are returning to the first world from the second world. This is not a good phenomenon," he patted Fang Plover on the shoulder. "You have never experienced this.

You will understand the Battle of Bain thirteen years ago."

Fang Yu was stunned for a moment. "Battle of Bain?"

Querod shook his head.

He shook the kettle, turned it upside down, and found that he had found the bottom. Looking through the kettle, he happened to see Scarpe with an angry face parting from the mist and walking over, and hurriedly hid the kettle behind his back.

Scarpe glared at him and asked the two of them seriously: "Have you seen that woman?"

Quelord was stunned for a moment.

Fang Yu reacted before him and asked: "You mean Mia, Miss Scarpe?"

"She disappeared. I asked people in Group A, and someone saw her leaving alone after the battle." Scarpe looked at Fang Plover, "That woman is unreliable. She is from the Grand Guild, and

We are not the same person, Ed."

But Fang Yu didn't seem to hear the second half of the sentence. "Miya is missing?" His heart skipped a beat. "I'll go look for her!" After saying that, he ran towards the forest without looking back.

"Wait a minute -" Scape Scape watched the young man's back disappear into the mist, and retracted her hand angrily. "This kid."

"What on earth is going on?" Querod then asked.

"Someone saw her entering the ruins alone. God knows what happened." Scarpet showed a worried look. "That woman is not simple at all. That guy Ed doesn't understand anything at all. I'm worried about him.

I hit my head hard on this and my head was bleeding."

Quelord stroked the stubble on his chin, his two thick eyebrows almost knitted together, and pondered for a long time. "You also noticed it?"

Scarpe nodded. "The pair of swords she gave Ed were clearly weapons of the Dragon Knight, so I -"

Quelord interrupted her. "Let him go, Scarpet, a boy has to go through some setbacks." He lowered his head and looked at his girlfriend with very gentle eyes. "But you are becoming more and more motherly. We want to

A child, Scarlett."

Scape was stunned for a moment, her blush gradually oozing up: "You, what are you talking about? Don't you plan to continue taking risks?" At this point, she suddenly stopped and looked at her boyfriend steadily.

"Quelord, are you going to stop?"

Querod nodded. "Haven't you noticed yet?"

"So many big guilds have poured into the First World, and I'm not blind," Scarpe hesitated. "But..."

Quelord didn't say much, just held her hand.

Scarpe leaned over and pressed her body against his broad chest. "Okay, actually I have this idea too. After all, no one wants to experience what happened thirteen years ago again. But I just want to stay a little longer."

, you know, Ed is really talented..."

"You want to take him with you for a while?"

Scape nodded.

"But he doesn't have magical adaptability."

Thinking of this, Scarpe became a little angry and muttered: "So I want to convince him to become an alchemist honestly, but that guy's head seems to be carved from granite, and no oil or salt can enter it."

Querod burst into laughter: "If you say you don't agree with him, he is serious. He will leave the adventure group after this mission." He looked in the distance, the temperature continued to drop, and the fog in the forest was becoming more and more misty.

Nong. "He has his own way, I know that very well."

"Yeah, just like you, annoyingly stubborn."

Querod chuckled and only gently shook his girlfriend's hand.
Chapter completed!