Wrong, my team members are from daily life

At some point, Xia Jia suddenly opened his eyes and said, "Kneel down!"

thump.

The barbarian warrior in front of Belle actually knelt on the ground with his knees straight down, exposing all his flaws.

Xia Jia walked forward calmly, his arms ablaze with flames, easily piercing the barbarian warrior's chest. He grabbed the magic stone and slowly turned around, showing Belle a warm smile:

"How about it, are you done with your studies?"

Chapter 328 Don’t call me Obasan!

Belle's special maze training lasted for two days.

During the two days of non-stop fighting against monsters, Belle's fighting skills increased at a visible rate. With the Eye of the Emperor and his talent, it was impossible for him to learn everything in such a short time.

This can be handed over to her next teacher to polish.

Xia Jia looked at Bei'er, who was soaking wet and panting, and nodded with satisfaction:

"Yes, you have some of my shadow. At least, on the 37th floor, you don't have to worry about a single monster."

To be honest, Xia Jia's targeted training is too useless for adventurers.

It is impossible for someone to only deal with a few types of monsters every day. Most of the monsters that can kill adventurers are mutations in the dungeon, either enhanced species or monsters that exceed the upper limit of their own abilities.

He can basically defeat monsters of the same level.

"Speaking of which, when you are used to dealing with a monster, your body will often react subconsciously..."

Shaga kicked Belle.

Belle subconsciously turned her head and handed out the dagger.

The dagger stopped thirty centimeters away from Xia Jia, and his arm was not long enough for the dagger to penetrate Xia Jia's body.

Xia Jia said helplessly:

"See, this is the disadvantage. You are too used to fighting those rigid monsters. What you need to do now is to retain the good experience and correct this bad habit of yours."

Belle slumped down on the ground and complained, "Can I take a break..."

Xia Jia sneered: "Don't forget, your big blonde elf sister is still waiting for you. How can you rest? You'd better be a donkey in the production team."

"Well."

……

The House of Stardust.

basement.

It is rare for Xia Jia to call back his son.

Jianzi stood in front of the room she longed for in her memory and said helplessly:

"Ms. Alfea said that she doesn't want to fight you anymore in the near future."

"Are you scared?" Xia Jia smiled.

It seems that the previous battles have made Alfia feel stressed.

The unsolvable nature of the illusion, coupled with the magic reflection, made it quite difficult for her as a magician.

Xia Jia didn't feel proud for long, and changed the subject:

"Don't worry, I'm not going to fight her this time. As for who it is, I'll keep it a secret for now. I guarantee she won't refuse."

Jianzi turned his head and looked to the side, as if communicating something, then nodded: "Ms. Alfia has gone in."

The metal turbine turned, proving that the copy had started.

Xia Jia snapped his fingers, and Belle appeared in the room.

"Okay, this is where you will be training from now on. Work hard for me."

Belle nodded and stepped forward.

"Oh, right……"

Belle stopped and turned her head in confusion.

"Never mind, nothing..."

Xia Jia smiled meaningfully and said, "Be nice to her. If she does anything strange, please be gentle with her."

"Yes!"

Belle nodded heavily, and disappeared into starlight.

……

Memory and longing.

The burning village of Rivera.

Alfia stood on the ruins as usual.

She closed her eyes, as if the flames around her and the crackling sounds of the burning house did not exist.

She didn't tell Shaga that every time she returned to this place in her memory, she felt bored, as if countless birds were singing in her ears.

She looked down on Orario now, compared to them back then...

Weak, too weak!

Seeing the city now quiet and ordinary, she felt that her and Chardo’s sacrifices were just a child’s play.

"Time is running out. If it weren't for that child..., there would be no hope in the underworld."

Think so.

A timid voice sounded from behind...

"Um...Excuse me, are you the 'teacher' who is in charge of teaching me?"

Alfia felt that the voice was familiar. She turned around slowly and opened her tightly closed eyes. When she saw the girl standing in front of her, her eyes suddenly widened and she was stunned.

"Mei, Meitlua..."

Her lips trembled slightly, and she subconsciously took a step forward.

But she soon discovered that this child was different from her sister. She had a pair of scarlet eyes, like a rabbit.

"You, you are..."

Belle scratched her head: "My name is Belle Granny. Captain Xia said that you can help me correct some mistakes..."

Before Belle could finish her words, she felt something soft pressing against her face.

"Woooooooo..."

"Woooooooo..."

There were two strange humming sounds.

Got it! Stack!

puff.

Belle couldn't withstand Alfia's pounce and fell directly to the ground.

Russian qing.

"Pooh!"

Belle climbed out of the snowy peak, gasping for breath: "No, I can't take it anymore. I'm almost dead."

Alfia turned her back to Belle and brushed the dust off her clothes.

"that……"

"Call mom."

"Uh……"

Alfia’s tone intensified: “Call me mom!”

Belle shrank her neck: "What?"

Alfia put her hands on her hips and said, "Didn't the stinky old man who raised you tell you about your mother?"

"Uh." Belle shook her head.

Immediately, she seemed to have thought of something, with tears on her face:

"You are my mother!"

"No."

"Uh..." Belle rolled her eyes.

Obviously the emotions are here.

"Your mother is my twin sister."

"So, it's Obasan (Auntie)?"

"I think I told you to call me mom!"

Belle suddenly felt a chill down her spine, and a murderous aura surged from the soles of her feet. She immediately stood at attention and saluted:

"Yes! Mother!!"

Looking at the trembling Belle, Alfia wiped away the tears from her eyes and showed a stern stepmother's expression:

"Tell me, what did that boy ask you to do? And, if I remember correctly, you should be only 11 years old."

Belle was forced by Alfia's momentum and told everything that happened to her.

"A parallel world without that kid?"

Alfia's expression became serious.

She knew very well what the world would eventually face without Shaga.

"The elf you mentioned is the one from Xia Xiaozi's family? What level is it now? Also, what level is the strongest elf in the city in your world?"

Belle said honestly: "Miss Liu is only level 4. As for the strongest person in the city, I have only been in Orario for less than half a year, so I am not sure. I heard from others that she should be a fierce warrior. It is said that she is a level 7 strong man."

Alfia sighed, "Seven years have passed, and there is no improvement at all. What a waste."

She glanced at Belle and said, "You said that you have only been an adventurer for less than half a year. What level are you now?"

Belle lowered her head timidly, fiddled with her fingers and said, "Only level 4..."

"Level 4? Only?!" Alfia narrowed his eyes.

Why do you have this habit of saying such harsh words in the most cowardly tone?

It took almost three months for Shaka, who was favored by Alfia, to reach level 3.

Although he has a very special skill that can gather the power of all his clan members into one, he has actually only reached level three.

Belle reached level 4 in less than half a year, or five months?

Alfia originally wanted to say: Child, don’t go back. Mom will raise you for the rest of your life in this world.

That's the case.

Unexpectedly, the hero is himself.

Emmmm......

Thinking of this, Alfia's expression turned serious.

"In that case, don't blame me..."

"Will you be thrown into a monster's lair, or tied to a large rock at the bottom of a river to let you experience the feeling of death? I have never done such training, so I don't quite understand."

Belle rolled her eyes wildly:

"That's not training!"

Alfia said seriously, "Fool, if you don't see the boundary between life and death clearly, you won't be able to understand the limit."

"If you want to be a hero, you have to surpass your limit at least three hundred times!"