The Etiquette of the Soldiers is To Meet Up

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"Because of the identity of His Royal Highness."

Matti Dar spoke loudly, responding to Simmons and Daphne's questions.

But hearing this answer, the two of them looked incredulous.

Don't even say it was them, even Allen was now ashamed of whether he had heard it wrong.

Because this answer is really incredible.

Even if they have learned the reason from Matidal, in any case, they have not considered this direction.

identity? What status?

What else could Simmons have? His father was Chers Walkerdale, and his mother was just a maid from a humble background.

With such an identity, they really couldn't think of anything special enough to make Cheers change the order of heirs.

To be honest, even telling him that Chers took the decision off his head is more reliable than telling them that it was because of Simmons's identity that they changed their minds.

However, compared to having not experienced too much, Allen, who had seen an infinite amount of information washed away like a mountain like a sea, reacted first.

[It won’t be...]

Allen looked at Simmons suspiciously, and had extremely **** guesses in his heart.

After all, Alan has not seen this kind of script.

However, not knowing whether he saw Alan's weird face or didn't mean to continue to sell him, Matti Dal happened to speak, interrupting Alan's reverie.

"It's not in the sense of blood. You are the child of the Patriarch. There is no doubt about that."

"Your mother is indeed just a maid, and there is no hidden secret."

Hearing this, both Simmons and Daphne breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the guess and the guess in his heart are not in line with Allen's disapproval poker, but on the other side, he also raised his mind to continue listening.

"What's that?"

Simmons broke away from his rejoicing and asked eagerly, eager to know the final truth.

"From the outside, the one that is not controlled by any means, please take care of it!"

Matydal spoke slowly, with a solemn and solemn tone, as if he was chanting some ancient words and chants chanting the ancient past.

Simmons and Daphne looked bewildered by Mattidal's words.

However, Alan, who was standing on the side, was shining brightly in his eyes, and his heart was trembling wildly.

That kind of shock, like a mountain torrent and tsunami, came over the sky, sweeping through my heart and making waves.

Compared with the inherited knowledge, it is more inclined to teach how to survive in this world, as well as the number of maneuvers that only the uppermost will consider. This world, Allen from Darvia, clearly understands , [Favor] What is the concept of this kind of thing?

That is the blessing of the [Holy], that is the shelter of the [True God], and that is the [assistance] of heaven and earth.

[Favor] When things are getting smaller, it is the improvement of [lucky] and the realization of [whatever you want], but when it is bigger, it is [Destiny], and it is the unstoppable [Fate].

But in any case, this kind of thing is not something ordinary people can give.

At least, it has to be above the [Extreme Dao].

Those below this level have no qualifications to talk about [favoring] at all.

Perhaps, some supernatural powers can give gifts, protection, and blessing similar to [favoring], but it is impossible to call it [favoring].

If someone did this and claimed to be [favored], they would definitely die miserably.

But, now, Allen is here, hearing this familiar and unfamiliar word.

This made Alan instantly think of the [Ji Dao] sculpture in front of him.

After all, if we can talk about [favoring], there is only this possibility.

Of course, in fact, [Heaven's Path], or [World Will] or something, may also be revived and a savior may be selected.

But the problem is that the world doesn't look like it still has autonomous consciousness.

Even if it was a flashback, it was unlikely that it would hit Simmons's head. After all, this world is still a bit big.

But it is very possible if it comes from the [sacred] [blessing] [favoring] or something.

It's hard not to think that the temple of the [Extreme Dao] powerhouse is enshrined in the most central area of ​​the Vokdal family. There is no special practice between them.

However, when Allen was brainstorming on the side, he couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

Because he was too far away from this level, Allen still knew a little bit about the things in the [Extreme Dao] realm.

Otherwise, in the current situation, he might analyze more things.

Allen thought on the sidelines, and the communication between Matti Dahl and Simmons did not stop.

"Grandfather housekeeper, what do you mean by [favoring]?"

Simmons spoke first and asked his own question.

Although their status is not high, there is no lack of what they should have, and education is the most important of them.

Although there is no assistance and teaching from the mother family as Morse did, the education of the Walkdale family is rich enough.

At least, for the vast majority of people in this world, learning itself is a luxury.

What's more, the family studies of the Walkdall family, any corners, are already precious to ordinary people in this world.

But even so, Simmons knew nothing about [Favor].

This is not to say that he is incapable of learning, but because the knowledge in this area has been dated.

In that historical image, Allen can see clearly that at that time, there were still temples large and small, either luxurious, simple, solemn, or determined.

There are those people who are looking forward to the future and looking forward to the bright, despite the hardships, although every day is the front line of life and death, and every day may be the last day of danger.

But now, it has changed.

The world may not change much, but the humans in this world are very different from what they used to be.

This city named [Hope] has fallen into the dust and lost its former light.

Allen didn't know what happened in these hundreds of years, because this period of history has not been preserved as it once was.

But he was willing to push it backwards from the effect and the cause.

Along the way, in the outer city and the inner city, the most are the taverns, the weapon shops, and the places where all kinds of drunken lives, dreams, and wanton vents.

There are many temples among them.

However, it has long been deserted.

Some of them can be seen in general and their purpose can be discerned; but unfortunately, they are almost in ruins and have become a battleground for all kinds of homeless soldiers.

This contrast is extremely shocking, and also extremely shocking.

I don't know the reason, and there is no need to know the reason.

Just looking at the current situation, Allen can easily learn a fact.

That is, now, the belief in [sacred] has almost died out.

In this world, there are few traces.

It is precisely because of this that even if it has been passed down for a long time, it can even be traced back to the Volkdal family in the oldest period of time. Few people in the family know this.

Although these are only speculations, there is not much evidence.

But everything in front of me has already explained the problem.

"That is [my lord]'s reward for the chosen one."

Mattidal said in a respectful tone to Simmons.

Then, before Simmons could speak, Matidal explained like an unknown prophet: "And here is the temple of [my lord]."

"[My Lord]..."

Simmons opened his mouth in disbelief, raised his hand, and put it down as if remembering something, and said in a low voice.

Although there were only four of them here, Simmons was still very careful in his movements, and his voice was low, as if he was talking about a very precious secret.

"Yes, as you think."

Matti Dar nodded seriously, his face was serious, and he didn't mean to be joking at all.

"How is it possible, [My Lord] has disappeared for more than six hundred years."

Simmons was shocked as if he had been stepped on his tail, and his tone was a little broken because of the level of shock.

"Yes, but it just disappears, isn't it?"

"There is no evidence at all to prove the fall of [my lord]."

But Matydal appeared to be extremely calm, and defended his words clearly.

Hearing this, Simmons seemed to want to refute, and also seemed to want to speak, but his lips opened and closed a few times, but in the end he was silent and lost in thought.

And Daphne on the side, although not as panicked as her brother, but the look of the whole person was shocked, but the same.

His lips were slightly open, his beautiful jewel-like eyeballs were round and round, and the whole person seemed to freeze, standing still on the spot.

No words, no words, as if thinking, and as if accepting the sudden news.

Suddenly, the scene fell into a brief silence.

However, at this moment, Allen's heart is surging and the waves are endless.

Because he suddenly discovered that something seemed to be different from what he knew.

[No fall? Did not fall! 】

[The extreme powerhouse has not fallen yet! ! ! 】

Suddenly, Allen's mind seemed to be dead, repeating the question.

The number of them, and the speed of refreshing the screen, almost made Allen down.

But fortunately, although this news was shocking enough, it only caused a huge impact because it came suddenly.

After a moment of trance, Allen also recovered his calm.

It's just that the disguise on the face is complete, but the waves in my heart have not calmed down.

You know, in the records of the empire, the master of this world has already fallen.

Otherwise, they wouldn't come in so carelessly.

After all, if such behavior is equivalently replaced, it is basically equivalent to being allowed to directly enter the opponent's territory.

As far as the lord is concerned, the opponent has the right to kill those who come without notice.

Of course, judging from the current situation, this extremely powerful man seems to be unable to protect himself, and may not have the mind to manage these things.

However, Allen was never worried about this, but another aspect.

After all, even this extremely powerful man now lifted the coffin board, stood up directly with crunches, and reappeared in this world.

Relying on the fellowship of Darvia, and Alan’s current compliance with the law in this world, there is no bad thing, and he will not be sanctioned.

But the problem is, this is not the most critical point!

You know, there are no extreme powers in a world that has become like this, and there are extreme powers that have become like this, that are basically two concepts.

For the former, it can basically be said that natural disasters and man-made disasters are not human.

But the latter, that can't be said to be non-human, but even the [Sacred Path] can't stop it.

The difference between these two situations can be described as the difference between heaven and earth, too big to be recorded in the Tao.

If talking about the former, Alan hasn't been too worried yet, feeling that although it is dangerous, he can still be stable.

Then the latter, Allen is really worried about the danger of his life.

You must know that under the protection of a [Extreme Dao Sacred], a world that was originally full of vitality and unlimited potential can be turned into what it is now, and the great horror contained therein is simply unimaginable.

Moreover, from the conversation between Simmons and Matidal, as well as Allen's understanding of past history.

Allen estimated that this world has changed, and it may even kill a [Holy] of the [Zhu Dao] level.

Even if it hasn't been killed, it's almost the same after the loss of contact for the past six hundred years.

Without careful reasoning, just thinking about it, Allen felt desperate.

This is not a copy of a small character that he has not yet reached the silver rank.

It's horrible!

All of a sudden, Allen had a new understanding of the situation.

He suddenly felt that waiting for rescue in this city seemed like a good choice for Gou.

As for the solution to the troubles mentioned before, seeking opportunities or something, it is not incomprehensible to rank a little behind.

After all, he would not think that he was the chosen one, he had not encountered danger before, and would not encounter danger afterwards.

Even, he felt that he came to this world ignorantly, and had been in the mist for so long without any accidents. It was simply too lucky.

Besides, isn't the Chosen Son already out?

It's still in front of him.

Thinking of this, Allen couldn't help but look at Simmons, as if thinking about whether he could hug his thigh or something.

In the extraordinary history of ~www.readwn.com~, there are indeed many strong men who have cut off fate, shredded fate, and violently pushed back all powerful men.

But the problem is that Allen is very self-aware, and he is not a little bit behind this level.

Therefore, under such circumstances, it is a good choice to take advantage of the trend and make good use of the situation.

Even if you can't become the protagonist, there shouldn't be any problem in becoming a beneficiary of the protagonist's halo.

Thinking of this, Alan couldn't help but look strange in his eyes when looking at Simmons.

Thinking carefully about what happened since the meeting, Simmons really meant that the protagonist had luck.

Of course, if this sister is not in person, it will be even more delicious!

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