Quadruple split.

Chapter 2539 Interlude: Just Ordinary

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The northern border of the Holy Land, the bloody region, the Skork stronghold

"..."

The leader of the rebels, Elgar Yale, a tall lizard man known as Skork, who once served as an elite gray lizard hunter at Broken Head Cliff, seemed a little uneasy. Although he was watching a few little kids wrestling in the small playground at this moment, it was difficult for this leader, who was bathed in the soft sunshine and filled with laughter, to enjoy this leisure.

after all--

"The Holy Church Union is probably in a complete mess by now."

At some point, he came to Elgar's side. Although they were both lizardmen from other races and it was hard to tell the difference, Baier Dan had a much more refined temperament. He shook his tail uneasily and said in a hoarse voice due to excessive nervousness, "Two saints disappeared near the Blood Barbarians' territory, the city of Dunbuya was burned to ruins, and the star of tomorrow sent by the Dawn Sect to be gilded is still alive... Ha, I feel that even a story can't be so outrageous."

Elgar turned his head to look at Bayer, and said with a subtle expression: "To be honest, the blood barbarians led by Broken Head Cliff are all worried about themselves, fearing that they will have to bear the wrath of those charlatans... If it were any other time, I would probably be so happy that I couldn't sleep."

"Yeah, but it's different now."

Bayer turned his head stiffly and looked at the nearby Saint of Plenty, who was using his divine power to activate the flower vines to transform them into swings and seesaws for the children to play with. "After all, the two Saints whose lives are uncertain are now taking care of the kids at home."

Elgar thought about it, then corrected him seriously, "It should be only Brother Philip who is helping to take care of the baby. Brother Avery should be helping Miss Libra adjust those 'bone hyperplasia' now."

"I'm probably crazy."

As the logistics director of Skork, Bayer, who is usually calm, elegant, intellectual and rational, raised his hands, pressed his head and murmured: "A son of the Holy Church Union actually went to the necromancer who is considered extremely evil by people to study the skeleton. Please, someone, please slap me to wake me up... What are you doing! I'm just making an analogy!"

"Oh."

Elgar put down his arm with some regret, and corrected him again: "Don't talk nonsense, Miss Libra is a necromancer, but I am a top student necromancer from that... that academy. Their academy is very famous. I heard that the teachers and students there are all great. Even the Holy Church Union recognizes them."

Bayer curled his lips and said, "I'm just a country lizard man. I don't understand the world of top students."

"Me too, but even if we don't understand, we must respect Miss Libra. Don't forget that she came all the way here to help."

Elgar slapped Bayer's tail gently and said seriously, "Same as Mojia."

Bayer, who is the leader and vice leader of the [Mojia Fan Club] with his wife, looked serious and answered in all seriousness: "Don't worry, with you and Mojia's explanation, everyone already knows that Miss Tianping is not the evil necromancer as the legend says, but..."

Elgar frowned and asked hurriedly, "But what?"

"It's no big deal."

Bayer shook his head and said in a subtle tone: "It's just that compared to the adults in the village, those children are more friendly to Miss Libra..."

Elgar immediately understood and said with a wry smile: "It's normal to be afraid. We don't expect children to understand those complicated things, but at least let them speak politely and don't offend the Libra girl."

"You misunderstood. What I meant was that those kids were too unfriendly to Miss Libra. They would come to her place every now and then."

"what?"

"Not only that, I heard that many children pester Miss Libra to teach them necromancy every day."

"what!?"

"Those little toys that Brother Philip made with his magic were actually made by Miss Libra to entertain the children. But she had to meet some deadline these two days and had to concentrate on casting spells. Those little guys who were blocked outside the woods and couldn't go in to play started to make a fuss."

"..."

"are you OK?"

"Let's change the subject."

Elgar, who couldn't understand why the 'necromancer' would become 'Hasbro', stopped thinking and casually changed the subject to something more personal. He asked Bayer, who also seemed a little overwhelmed, "I heard that your son will be coming here soon?"

"Correct."

As soon as he mentioned his son, Bayer became energetic and said excitedly: "Vasily is coming back soon. Thank God, he is still alive. You can't imagine how happy my wife and I were when we knew that the child was still alive. Really, Skork, I still doubt whether I am in a dream. Put your hand down! I told you that this is just an analogy!"

Elgar, who raised his hand as if ready to slap someone, laughed and patted Bayer on the shoulder, feeling happy for him from the bottom of his heart.

As a friend of many years, Elgar knew very well that the Byers were killed by their father Danon Dan when they were escaping from the Cliff. Although they broke out of the encirclement with difficulty, their son was taken away by their father at the last moment and they were never able to recover.

According to them, the child named Vasily was very gentle and kind, and was completely incompatible with a place like the Cliff of Beheading. Even if he would be fine for the time being, as he grew older, he was destined to enter the military system due to his noble family background, and would be completely eliminated in a short time.

And in the Cliff of Beheading, the so-called 'elimination' often means 'death'.

Elgar had no way to comfort Bayer, because he himself was the captain of the Gray Lizard Hunters before joining Skork, and he was well aware of the cruelty of the operation.

As for the deputy commander of the Gray Lizard Hunters, Vasily's grandfather Danon Dan, according to Bayer's description, since that cruel, ruthless, and crazy butcher could kill his own son, there was naturally no reason for him to let his son's son go.

"But you're wrong."

Elgar grinned and said with emotion: "Not only did your father protect his grandson well, but he even betrayed the Evil Eye King for that child. At least for this point, I have to respect him."

"That inhuman butcher does not deserve respect. I will never forgive him for supporting the Evil Eye King without any bottom line and wantonly swinging his knife at innocent people. I will not admit that he is qualified to be my father."

Bayer snorted coldly, and after a long while he said in a deep voice: "But... I will try not to say bad things about him in front of Vasili in the future."

"As long as you're happy."

Elgar smiled and then sat cross-legged on the ground, turning his gaze again to those children who, unlike himself, a sinful villain, were innocent, clean, and pure, with eyes full of vitality and hope.

Bayer stood behind Elgar with his hands behind his back, basking in the sun and chatting with him casually.

Whether it was the leader of Skolk or the logistics manager, at this moment they were just like two ordinary uncles next door, chatting about their wives, children, and troubles at work, while looking at the young people whose childhoods were much happier than their own, and sighing constantly.

Such scenes occur in every corner of this village.

Not far away, Philip Tolan, the Holy Son of Plenty, was enthusiastically restoring the sports equipment that a certain alien necromancer had copied from the "leisure corner" of his own community under the "guidance" of a bunch of little doll heads.

In front of the completely completed alchemy workshop, the person directly responsible for today's world-class "earthquake" severely harmed the Blood Barbarians and was planning to harm them more deeply and more cruelly in the future. The Black Brahma priest, who looked kind and gentle on the outside and had no airs at all, was being excitedly grabbed by the sleeve of a small alchemy apprentice and chatting with him intensely.

The little one's mentor, 'Lojia' who won the respect of everyone in Skolk, and Ms. Luna Lynch, who was good at creating miracles, was watering the flowers on the third-floor balcony of the alchemy workshop, and occasionally watering her apprentices when they were too outspoken. The Guardian Knight was sitting on a branch next to the alchemy workshop, maintaining his weapon. The fine sunlight sprinkled on her beautiful body, coating her beautiful armor with an equally beautiful pattern. The half-dragon girl comfortably hid most of her body under the shade of the tree, leaving only her tail outside to enjoy the baking of ultraviolet rays, occasionally shaking it and turning it over to spread the warmth evenly.

Under the tree is Jenny Beryl, an astrologer who always has a pipe in her hand and likes dark makeup. She does not have the habit of telling riddles that makes people want to beat her up, but instead speaks quite directly. In the past two days, she has helped many people find lost items that were thrown into some corner, and she is unexpectedly very popular.

In the kitchen of the canteen in the center of the village, the cat girl sorcerer Asayuki Aoi, the only alien member of Skolk, was busy in front of the wok. Next to her, the leader of the Dunbuya City Scout Group, Romeo, who was also an alien, was staying overnight with the pig.

Because of their long-term dealings with rough people and herbalists, both of them have unprecedented confidence in their cooking skills. Coincidentally, a large amount of supplies came from the city of Dunbuya, and Romeo asked the players of Yeyin to stuff a lot of rice, flour, grain and oil into their bags to support the material-poor Skolk as soon as possible. So they suddenly had an idea and prepared to show off their skills to the big guys who haven't eaten good food for many years, and to demonstrate the gold content of the ancient Eastern civilization in food outside the game.

but……

"Jellet."

Under the tree next to the alchemy workshop, Jenny suddenly looked up at Yizou above her head and said calmly, "If you have nothing to do, go to the canteen kitchen in ten minutes."

Yizou was stunned for a moment and asked curiously, "What are you doing in the kitchen?"

"Rescue."

Jenny glanced in the direction of the dining hall and said calmly, "In ten minutes, Romeo and a stupid cat will be trapped in the kitchen by the large amount of poisonous gas they created. If you don't help, the cat will probably blow through the wall with hellfire in a panic to escape."

"..."

After a subtle silence, Yizou jumped back to the ground lightly and asked his fellow astrologer who was smoking, "Why ten minutes later? If I go now, can't I stop them in advance?"

"can."

Jenny nodded, then changed the subject: "But if that happens, the two of them won't have a correct enough understanding of their own cooking skills, and will try to choose another day to fight. Although I can't see the distant future, I personally think that will cause a great deal of waste... and even panic."

Followed by: "..."

"So I'm more inclined to teach them a lesson."

Jenny raised the corner of her mouth slightly, blew a smoke ring at Yizou, and asked in a brisk tone: "What do you think?"

“I remember their original intention was to make something delicious for everyone.”

Yizou frowned slightly, then looked at Jenny after a brief pause: "How is your...craft?"

"not so good."

Jenny sighed and said helplessly: "Although I really want to say this, as a lady who has taken care of a sloppy old man alone for many years, I have to say that I am terrible at cooking."

Yizou smiled and said cheerfully, "When I was in the City of Light, I often went to the Battle Sisters' Convent to take cooking classes. Although it was not very elegant, I thought it was still quite delicious, so..."

"Let's go."

Beryl did not let Yizou finish his words. He turned reluctantly and walked towards the dining hall where the accident was about to happen. He complained without looking back, "Even if I refuse, you will definitely pester me into agreeing, right? Really... When did we become so familiar with each other?"

"You said it yourself, we will have a good relationship in the future."

"Jellet, how dare you use my tricks against me!"

"Haha."

"You guys, don't you have a lack of sense of crisis? You can't protect the knights like this."

"I am responsible for handling crises. As for the sense of crisis, you, an astrologer, will definitely have it anyway, so I won't worry about it."

"I hate you, Jalette!"

"It doesn't matter, we will become good sisters in the future."

"..."

……

"Ah."

Mo Tan gently rubbed the head of the chattering Lisa, turned around and looked at the backs of the two people, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

He didn't know what Yizou and Jenny talked about, nor did he know what they were planning to do, but he could feel the relaxed and peaceful atmosphere.

That was the 'daily life' he longed for the most.

Avery was playing bone hyperplasia with Juechen Tianping in fear, praying an average of eight times a minute.

Raymond was wrestling with Batu, the leader of the rebels' main combat force, in the training ground, with a group of people watching.

Although she usually uses coffee to sustain her life, Shallia is unexpectedly addicted to alcohol. She is having a drink with Dagran, the great craftsman of Skork, Surui, the harpy who is also responsible for the intelligence, and Dominic, the counselor who was captured to provide alcoholic beverages.

Mo Tan stretched and scratched his hair hard.

How should I put it? Although it is not my duty to protect this kind of "daily life", but...

"Hey."

The alchemist's voice came from the third floor, as ethereal and calm as ever.

"I made too much coffee. Do you want to come up and drink some?"

"coming."

Mo Tan smiled and waved to the girl who had half of her head sticking out from the balcony, then he took the hand of the little alchemy apprentice beside him and walked upstairs with light steps.

But instead of thinking too much, it is easier to just follow your feelings.

Click.

Chapter 2530: The End