You call this a shield?

Anyway, the gods will not come here to ask for copyright fees and the like.

Sheld just wanted to know how bright the initial version of this thing would be to reach the level of "sacred light"...

"Adventure group, are you and Adeline alone in the end?"

"It's not an adventure group anymore." Garnier sat on the steps, twirling his fingers around the long hair left by his temples like a little girl: "Although at the beginning everyone agreed to open a hotel together, but there were some small problems in the middle?"

"situation?"

"They said that if a husband and wife opened a shop, they would not participate...Ahaha..."

Sheld hooked Garnier's neck: "Good guy!"

"So it's the boss and the boss's wife! You happy guy!"

"Not yet!"

It was still easy for Garnier to break free from Sheld, a rookie, but he didn't break free, just smiled and let Sheld strangle his neck to "violent".

"I'm not married yet, I'm just settled..."

"??? Then what's the difference?"

"Don't talk about me, aren't you happier? Your team is full of cute girls, right? Which one do you like?"

"Don't ask me such a deadly question."

Sheld let go of Garnier and sighed: "I don't think so much for now,"

"Is there something important to do?"

"I can tell?"

"I can tell."

Garnier clenched his hands into fists, and pressed the knuckles of his fingers against Sheld's forehead: "When you are alone, you occasionally frown. Even if you are in a daze, maybe you haven't noticed?"

"Just like when we were on the boat, we were chatting, but you were listening quietly by the side. There was an indescribable sense of estrangement. At first I thought it was caused by race, but now I find that it is not the case."

"However, you are much better now than when I first saw you, which shows that it is still very useful to have so many reliable teammates." Garnier patted Sheard on the shoulder: "Rely on them more! Then gather More companions, become the leading adventure group."

"You really have faith in me..."

"Hahaha, I've had this hunch since I met you."

"Liar! When you met me, you were clearly facing each other with swords, right?!"

"Ah? Is that so?"

Shield drew a black line on his forehead, and shook his head helplessly.

As Garnier said, gather more companions and rely on them more.If everyone's previous discussion is correct, then the Qinggu Adventure Group will eventually become a "League of Braves".

"It's not necessarily a good thing..."

After all, after watching so many times in the previous life, the brave and his party are often negative teaching materials.

If he had to choose a script, Shield hoped that he was from the royal family.

"Speaking of which, do you have any business in the royal city? The adventure group seldom goes to the royal capital unless they have official business. There are usually guys here who focus on pleasure."

"Official business?"

"That is, the Adventurer's Guild sometimes releases some of their official missions, most of which are errands, and need to wait here for a while?"

That is the so-called business trip.

Sheld nodded.

"So you are also...?"

"Probably? Although it's not a commission from the Adventurer's Guild."

It was entrusted by the former adventurer's guild staff, but now it's his own business, Shield slightly raised his head and looked into the distance.The Elven King's City is not like Baishi Port, where the sacred flame is so big and stabs at the top of the castle, so all Sheld can see is the Forest Goddess Temple at the highest point.

Sheld always vaguely felt that there was something in it, which made him a little uneasy.

"Shouldn't the holy fire be necessary?"

Sheld thought about whether using Almi's sword could kill Inomaus, the god of the sky, but after mentioning this idea to Stike, Stike only said three words.

"It's too short."

Don't get me wrong, it's not about anything else, but that the length of Alemi's sword is too short for Enomas's size, unless Neveu can have some special way to cut through Enomas The sword light of Si's body - this is somewhat difficult.

After all, even if Neveu is drugged, her attributes are only more advantageous than some professionals, and it is another matter for God.

"Ahhhhh!!"

A miserable howl came from the hotel, Garnier stood up immediately, and then Sheld grabbed his trousers.

"Relax, necessary procedures."

"but……"

"You are now like a husband who is waiting outside for his wife to have a baby."

"..."

Carnelian suddenly blushed.

"Don't worry, Stike's healing is beyond the reach of ordinary healers."

The side effects are also unattainable. If it weren't for Stike's subtle resistance to that side effect, he would probably have a nervous breakdown long ago.

And just as Sheld said, the howling was only for a moment, and soon the sound disappeared, and even the surrounding pedestrians didn't pay much attention to it.

"It should be almost there."

After Sheard finished speaking, Garnier couldn't wait to get into the hotel.

"This guy would make a good husband."

Sheld chuckled twice, and then leaned directly against a pillar on one side.

Damn, I kind of want to smoke.

gap?Indeed, what Garnier said is right, the bustle in front of the eyes, the peddler's hawking, the children's play, and the men and women chatting in small groups after dinner.

There are also people who are excluded, such as the crying child next to him, probably because his friends quarreled and did not take him to play, that may be the loneliest time for him so far,

But Sheld is different, Sheld is a real outsider.He was lonelier than anyone, so he was always looking for similarities along the way.

Has he not noticed this emotion?No, it's just that this emotion was suppressed infinitely by the goddess' buff until he got used to it.

Taking out the previously loaded wine from the storage compartment, Sheld pulled out the cork and shook it to the sky.

"Thank you so much for allowing me to live here smoothly..."

"Although I don't know who you are thanking, anyway, can we chat for a while? This little brother."

A figure suddenly hung upside down above his head, and Sheld almost subconsciously threw the wine in his hand towards him.Then it was easily caught by the opponent.

Careless!The map panel is not always open!

Volume 301 The Savior: Chapter 10 Chapter [-] The Leg is Dead

On a brightly lit night, many elves would grab insect repellant powder and scatter it in front of the door. There are more poisonous insects in the forest than imagined, and no one wants to be disturbed.

These medicinal powders may not look like much, but when thousands of households are throwing them outside, even a slight breeze can fully integrate the medicinal powder into the air, forming a natural isolation zone around the capital.

If you are a newcomer to the elven city-state, you may think that this is the fragrance of some kind of plant, because the place where the elves are located is a place where the fragrance of birds and flowers has become a stereotype, but in fact, a large part of these smells are the smell of medicinal powder.

Sheld's eyes turned away from the elves who were dusting on the side of the street, and turned to look at the elf boy in black short clothes with braids reaching to the tailbone.

"investigation."

"Name: Juno Thord. Occupation: Messenger (Scholarship). Level: 2. Strength: 10, Dexterity: 15, Intelligence: 10, Constitution: 20. Skills: Language proficiency, ride (messenger)."

"Language proficiency: Proficiency in most of the existing systematic languages ​​in the world."

"Hitchhiker (messenger): They always find someone willing to give them a ride."

Amazing skills, what is this, saving travel expenses?

In contrast, Shield is more concerned about the other party's last name.

"You have something to do with me?"

Or something to do with Neveu?The surname Soder should be a child in the Soder Welfare Institute, right?It is not difficult to see from the profession of messenger that the other party should have come to deliver some kind of message.

"My brother's name is Sheld, right?"

"Yes."

"Tomorrow, at any time after midnight, alone, see you at Yinxi Lake."

After saying that, the messenger boy named Juno walked away.

"Sounds like some kind of elopement tryst."

In the early morning, a person meets a certain lake.Shield touched his stubbled chin, and didn't return to the hotel until Juno disappeared at the end of the street.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Stike and Neveu bending over the table and studying something.

"Is it done?"

Sheld leaned over.

"nailed it."

Stike raised his eyelids, and then said: "If you want to see how they are doing, you might get tomorrow, after all, they are getting tired of being together."

"Then don't bother them."

As he said that, Sheld sat down beside him, and then he saw clearly what Stike and Neveu were studying—legs.

"Fuck, do you want to be so curious?!"

"What curiosity?"

"This is curiosity! What are you two doing with a big bloody crotch?"

"It's not bloody, we've washed it."

Neveu poked the leg.

"The point is not there!"

Sheld could roughly understand where this thing came from.

Cut from Adeline.

etc?If it has the same effect on animals, does this mean that it can create unlimited meat... As soon as Shield came up with this idea, he suddenly felt that he was going to grow horns on his head.

"We're working on it."

As Stick explained, he poured some kind of potion on the leg.

There was only a sound of "呲啦", and bursts of white smoke suddenly rose from that thigh.

"What is this research?"

Sheld couldn't bear to look straight at it, thinking silently that it was just a lump of meat.

"Adeline has an unexpected problem with this leg."

"specific?"

"Specifically, I'm just guessing based on some things she said. Since Adeline often feels pain in her stump after being physically disabled, she went to the temple to do some treatment after she came to the capital."

Stick's eyes were still staring at the white smoked thigh: "Her leg is indeed no longer painful after being treated by the temple. It's a normal thing up to here. The pain in the stump is because the monster named Trak Injured, and Trak's tentacles will secrete some slight mucus toxins, presumably there are some slight toxin residues that have not been removed, temples usually have full-time purification professionals, and it must not be difficult to deal with these toxins..."

"but?"

Sheld asked, "Stike, it's obvious that there is a turning point."

"But, did the leader and Mr. Garnier hear the screams when they were outside?"

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"Did I say that I would use some narcotics?"

"have……?!"

Sheld suddenly stopped, and he also realized something was wrong: "Could it be that the anesthetic didn't work?"