Chapter 715 Special

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In Memilla's house, the father's blood has dried up, the body has dried up, and the air is filled with an inexhaustible stench.

Holding her father's head, Memilla's eyes were blank, and at this moment she was like a walking corpse.

"Although I have a lot of healing potions, and my vindictiveness also has a certain ability to assist in recovery, I can't do anything about this situation where my head has been cut off." Locke said.

Memilla didn't react at all. From walking into the door and seeing such a bloody scene in the bedroom, this girl became like this.

With a sigh, if Memilla's father hadn't had his head cut off, he would have been able to save people even if he was hanging in one breath, but he had no way of saving this kind of dead life form.

Don't say he can't do anything, even the second- and third-level spellcasters can't do anything, unless she connects her father's head and transforms it into a undead creature similar to a corpse. .

But this kind of "living" is not as good as death, the memory is completely lost, and there is only a body left, what's the point of this.

It is said that living beings above the fourth level are called 'Gods', and God is omnipotent. Perhaps after reaching the fourth level, Locke can come into contact with this ability to bring back the dead.

Silence, through Memilla's performance, Locke found out whether he was so helpless at the beginning, and could not do anything in the face of the death of his parents.

"If there is nothing else, I'm going." Locke turned around and said, Ashar was still waiting for him in the Guor Forest. Now that the dagger has been withdrawn, there is no need to stay in Evra City.

Just taking a step forward, Locke paused, his hem caught.

"I said, I can't save it." Locke's voice hadn't fallen.

"Kill me." Memilla said with eyes blank.

"What did you say?" Locke felt that he heard it wrong.

"Kill me." Memilla repeated. Her father died and she was without relatives. Memilla thought of suicide.

After all, she was still an underage girl, and she couldn't do it herself, so she wanted to borrow Locke's hand and give herself a break.

"Didn't you say you were willing to help me, then kill me." Mei

Mira's eyes were still dull.

Locke looked at Memilla, a little girl who was enthusiastic and energetic during the day, but experienced such a huge change at night, it was like a different person.

This was the first time Locke had seen someone make such a request to him.

"Perhaps what you need is rest." Locke put his palm on top of Memira's head, and the gentle wind-attribute douqi flowed into Memira's body, causing Memira, who had been in a tense state, to slowly fall down.

At this time, Memilla was holding Locke's sleeve in one hand and her father's head in the other. Many blood stains were stained on Locke's armor, but Locke didn't care about it.

"Go help this child bury her father." Locke turned to Watt beside him.

Watt is in his 80s this year, but his spirit has always been very good. Locke found that this person is also a wood-type fighting spirit who is good at health preservation.

"Yes, my lord." In the face of a powerful ground knight, Watt said respectfully without being arrogant.

Memilla's hand was still tightly clutching Locke's sleeve, but Locke wasn't thinking about these details at this time. When he put vindictive energy into Memilla's body just now, Locke noticed a slight difference in this girl.

When he briefly read Memira's memories and emotions before, Locke also discovered that the girl seemed to have a strong premonition that she could escape from the four scoundrels and persisted until Locke and others arrived, mainly by virtue of this mysterious feeling. Another mysterious premonition.

Taking the Knight Medal out of the space ring, Locke connected with Ashar who was far away in the Guer Forest, "Master, can you come over here? I found a strange little girl here."

In the magical communication, Locke briefly described the peculiarities of Memilla.

"I'll be there soon." Ashar's faint voice came from the Knight Medal.

Putting away the Knight Medal, Locke looked at the little girl with faint tears in the corners of her eyes and sighed.

It seems that Memila's tears have not dried up. Under the pain of losing her father, Memila seems to have returned to the time when her mother died seven years ago.

"My lord, are you a second-level knight in the Knights' Hall?" As he greeted his subordinates to bury Memilla's father's body and head, Watt ran over for a long time to greet him.

"Oh? You also know the Knights' Hall?" Locke said strangely.

Although the old man Watt also has the strength of quasi-rank, there is no Knights Hall in the territory of the United Kingdom of Jecoro, so there will be no people from the Knights Hall to recruit him.

"The Hall of Knights is a sacred place that every knight looks forward to and yearns for. The biggest regret in my life is that I didn't join the Hall of Knights." Watt's tone was quite heavy.

In the three western islands, high-ranking servants and quasi-ranking knights have reached the minimum threshold for entering the Knights Hall. This old man has not been organized to accept him for so long. He can only say that he was born in the wrong place.

"Then how did you cultivate to the quasi-level?" Locke asked curiously.

"Before the age of 30, I used to be a vassal knight of a noble summoner. Because I was seriously injured and could no longer follow that lord, I stayed in Flor City." Watt said, and picked up his chain mail , revealing a laceration from the shoulder to the right abdomen.

wound look

It looks like it was injured by the sharp claws of powerful creatures. Although it is not fatal, it also limits Watt's promotion path. There are many meridians in the battle qi circulation that circulate in that area.

"I also followed the summoner, so your vision is so broad?" Locke looked around, whether it was the governance of Evra City or the knowledge of the Knights' Hall that Watt had, it all showed that the old man was There are real people.

"Yes, I learned a lot from following that lord." Watt said respectfully, after so many years, the Summoner who trained him still holds an important position in Watt's heart.

Nodding, Locke said coldly, "That summoner must be the second-level summoner from your country, right?"

Watt's body froze instantly, and he did not respond to Locke's inquiry.

But looking at Watt's appearance, Locke also guessed that the answer was exactly the same as what he guessed.

"You don't need to report that summoner specifically, my friends and I will leave the Fussen Kingdom soon, we just follow this way," Locke said.

"Although you said that, I still have to abide by my duties. It is my duty to protect the city of Evra. I can't turn a blind eye when a strong man like you appears here." Watt said neither humble nor arrogant.

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