Chapter 3158 Reason

This situation is extremely rare, especially in the devilish towns in the midst of melee.

So I was thinking that the protector of this town might not be a simple figure.

So after I had eaten and drank enough and found a hotel to rest, I went down to the hotel room and got close to the hotel owner.

The so-called getting close is just chatting and drinking.

Drinking is indeed the best way to get closer to people.

After three rounds of drinking, the boss was tipsy. While his mind was opening up, he could no longer hold back his chatter.

At this time, when I asked him about the protector of this town, the boss blurted out: "Our town belongs to the territory of the Eleventh Apostle."

"The Eleventh Apostle?" I asked in confusion; "Who is it?"

"Huh? Don't you know the name of the Eleventh Apostle?"

I shook my head: "I come from the northern continent and am not familiar with the customs and customs of the southern continent."

"That's right." He nodded and said, "It's no wonder. The Southern Continent and the Northern Continent have never been in conflict with each other. Even if they don't know each other's protectors, it's not an exaggeration."

"Anyway, the Eleventh Apostle is respectful and modest. Even if you say his honorable name, you will definitely not be punished, hiccup."

A wine burp erupted with an unpleasant smell that almost made me vomit.

The hotel owner smacked his lips, swallowed, and said: "The honorable name of the Eleventh Apostle is Saint Michael."

"Saint?" I asked curiously: "Isn't he a paladin?"

The boss was quite surprised: "Huh? You actually know the profession of the First Apostle before he became a god? I thought you didn't know anything about it."

"Sorry, you misunderstood. In fact, the career thing is just something I feel. I really don't know anything about the Eleventh Apostle."

When I spoke like this with a sincere face, the boss's last bit of wariness disappeared along with his guilt over his suspicion of me.

Later, while drinking wine and eating appetizers, he told me about Michelle.

However, these things were all told by his grandfather when he was a child, and what his grandfather knew was all told by his grandfather's grandfather.

All in all, this is a legendary story about Michelle that has been passed down from generation to generation in his family.

According to the hotel owner, the Eleventh Apostle, Saint Michael, is not a native of the Demon World, but an alien who came through the portal.

After arriving in the Demon Realm, he was first 'greeted', that is, challenged, by the locals.

In the beginning, it was a challenge from the local humans in the demon world. However, Michelle was too powerful and beat the invading demon world to a pulp. But surprisingly, he didn't kill any of them.

But even if he didn't kill anyone, Michelle's move still alarmed the local boss of the demon world - the apostle.

So a group of apostles headed by the second apostle launched a one-on-one challenge to Michael.

Facing the apostles who were like gods, Saint Michael was not afraid and started fighting with them one by one. The result of the battle was beyond the expectations of the local humans in the demon world. More than half of the apostles who were regarded as gods by them were actually killed. They can only fight to a draw with Michelle.

It was also after that battle that Saint Michael was given the title of the Eleventh Apostle and allowed to choose his own territory and make it his king.

The Eleventh Apostle, Saint Michael, was also unceremonious and designated a large area as his own territory on the spot, and he has lived here for a long time to this day.

Precisely because of the protection of the Eleventh Apostle, Saint Michael, all towns in the territory have developed steadily and well. Even during the melee, productivity can still operate normally.

This is why the hotels here, especially the large ones with luxurious furnishings, provide royal-like services to wealthy customers.

Of course, the fees were also at the imperial level. That meal alone cost me one gold coin and dozens of silver coins.

Hearing this, I also echoed the hotel owner, said long live the Eleventh Apostle, shouted "evil luxury", and started blowing on the bottle.

Under the background of the atmosphere, the hotel owner imitated my example and blew the bottle boldly.

However, I was fine, but he was dead.

After drinking a bottle of wine, he was completely confused. After shaking it for a few times, he fell drunk on the carpet and fell asleep.

After getting up and returning to the room, the Blue Witch was looking at the moon with her chin in her hands.

Approaching her, I asked in a low voice: "Can you feel the unusually powerful force stirring inside your body?"

The blue witch didn't even look back and said disdainfully: "How is that possible?"

"It doesn't look like a werewolf."

I murmured.

"Werewolf?" the blue witch asked curiously: "What is that? Someone who looks like a wolf? I have seen this before. Although they are physically strong, they don't know magic. A few encounters can kill a group of those monsters. The group is destroyed.”

"The specific situation is similar to what you described," I said, "but there is still a slight discrepancy between what I said and what you said. The kind of werewolf I talked about can transform when looking at the moon, and has infinite power, but is afraid Silver items.”

"Then I have never seen it," said the blue witch: "The wolves I have seen that look like humans will die as long as the attack is in place. They don't have the weakness of silver products."

At this point, she paused and added: "Oh, by the way, they are afraid of light magic."

"It looks a bit like a vampire," I muttered subconsciously.

"Vampire? What kind of monster is that?"

So I spread the knowledge about vampires to the curious baby-like Blue Witch.

After hearing this, the blue witch clicked her tongue twice and said: "I have heard of humans who have a penchant for joking, but the kind of vampire monster you mentioned that can go to heaven and escape from the earth, and has nothing to fear except silver products and light, I am not a fan of." I have never heard of it, but I have seen vampire bats. The ones with wings spread over two meters long are very scary, but they are very weak. Just a few spells will kill them. It's a pity that I was still thinking about it. Take it as a forest guard."

I have no objection to the Blue Witch's idea. After all, everyone has their own ambitions. While I like good looks, I also have to respect the Blue Witch's behavior of not caring about looks.

Although appearance can solve many problems, it does not mean everything.

After a moment of silence, the Blue Witch asked in a questioning tone: "Have you been drinking?"

I was immediately embarrassed and hurriedly explained the reason.

After hearing this, the Blue Witch calmed down a bit and looked at me expectantly, expecting me to tell her the conversation during this period.

In order to calm her down, I had to retell the entire conversation.

The Blue Witch heard this interestingly and asked me: "Do you think it is possible that the Eleventh Apostle comes from the same place as you?"