People are at the border, but they become the incarnation of the sun

It was the holy grail bottle filled with red dew drops that Lani left for him. As long as you are still alive, you will come back to life immediately after drinking the dew drops in the bottle.

Moreover, these red dew drops are extremely precious. In this era when the golden tree has stopped bestowing blessings, the red dew drops can no longer be replenished.

"Little... No, Burke, you owe me a big favor."

Reinhardt muttered as he poured drops of red dew into Burke's mouth.

Although this red dew drop is extremely precious, he has no use for it, so it is better to give it to someone who needs it.

Just one drop allowed Burke to breathe a sigh of relief, and the scars on his body that were deep enough to see the bones slowly healed, returning to normal.

Seeing that Burke was no longer dead, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Although this guy looks ugly, his courage is indeed admirable.

"Well, now that you're alright, I should get on with the commission."

After saying that, Reinhardt put away the Holy Grail bottle, slowly stood up and walked towards the darkness below.

"...Come back! It's dangerous in there... cough cough... don't go in!... Run away quickly... otherwise you will definitely end up like me..."

Seeing Reinhardt about to go down to the gathering place of demihumans below, Burke quickly spoke out to stop him.

But he ignored Burke's reminder and walked straight into the depths of the cave.

In this dark environment, a flame ignited in his eyes.

They are just subhumans, how can they really cause trouble?

You know, even the subhuman queen was studying pyroxene magic at the Rhea Lukalia Magic Academy, and she was very respectful.

What are these little subhumans?

This wasn't arrogance on his part, but simply a statement of fact.

not to mention--

Being loyal to the people who trust you is his unchanging creed.

Since I have promised Burke, I naturally have to complete this matter.

Moreover, he wanted to see how these subhumans could be so cruel.

It is obvious that Burke and they are of the same ethnic group, even the same tribe.

Snap, snap, snap—

Faint footsteps echoed in the dark cave, but the demihuman patrolmen deep inside seemed deaf and didn't hear them at all.

Until a dazzling light flashed in the darkness.

"enter...."

Boom——

Before they could even utter a word, several magical arrows shot out from the darkness and pierced through them as they flew towards the top of the cave, exploding and instantly turning into the brightest fireworks.

Fine magical debris mixed with tissue fragments and blood rained down from the sky, drenching the demihumans below.

At first, the demihumans were stunned and didn't understand what was happening, until they noticed Reinhardt standing on a high place, and immediately shouted.

Suddenly, all the demihumans in the cave gathered together and rushed towards him.

The most conspicuous among them are two big men holding daggers.

That must be the demihuman leader.

Their gathering together also saved him a lot of trouble.

"Thirty to one?"

Looking at the group of ferocious demi-humans beneath his feet, he grinned slightly and mobilized the power of the sun in his body.

As the saying goes, even a lion uses all its strength to fight a rabbit. Since the other party thinks so highly of me, I must of course show some real strength.

As the words fell, his body began to swell, and his originally perfect muscle lines gradually became bloated and filled with extreme power. The visual effect alone was full of absolute oppression, and the flames emanating from his body dispelled all the darkness below.

"Despair, dance, demihumans....do your best to survive in this blood-stained dance!"

As he spoke, he slowly raised a finger, and the huge power of the sun slowly gathered at the fingertips. A fireball appeared above the fingertips and continued to expand with the blessing of the power of the sun.

"The merciless sun."

Rumbling--

The coastal cave was shaking like a strong earthquake, and the hot air gushing out from the end of the darkness like a fountain scared Burke so much that he immediately climbed up from the ground.

"...What happened...Wa ...

Parker slowly moved his body and looked towards the passage below, but as soon as he looked out, the hot air gushing out again blew him down.

Fortunately, he grabbed the edge of the rock with both hands and was not blown away. Otherwise, he would have been blown out of the cave by the strong airflow.

But what exactly is that?

What exactly happened in there?

Burke said he had no idea, but just now in the seemingly endless darkness, he vaguely felt an extremely terrifying breath coming towards him.

All the hair on his body suddenly stood up.

too frightening.

It was countless times more terrifying than the night cavalrymen riding funeral horses passing by him.

What on earth is this…?

Although he was scared to death, driven by curiosity, he still got up from the ground, swallowed his saliva, and slowly explored the inside of the cave.

However, after taking just two steps, he bumped into a hard object.

"it hurts!"

Burke, who was knocked back to the blessed land, rubbed his nose that was almost flattened, opened his eyes slightly and looked at what he had just hit.

But he was so frightened that he took a few steps back and fell to the ground.

A giant appeared in front of Burke. The bulging muscles on his body were as hard as rocks. The man seemed to be holding something in his hand, but the light was too dim and it was stained with blood so he couldn't tell what it was.

Paji——

Suddenly, the man threw the thing in his hand to Burke, and Burke saw clearly that it was the head of the leader of the subhuman tribe below!

The body has completely disappeared, leaving only a spine connected to the head!

He was so frightened that he retreated backwards until his body hit the rock wall.

"What are you afraid of?"

"?"

Hearing this, Burke turned his head, his eyes blinking with disbelief, "You, you are Lord Rhine?"

"Yes, but why are you so surprised?"

Reinhardt looked at the little demihuman tailor strangely, but said nothing more. He gathered the solar power in his body and stretched out a hand toward Burke.

"Here, this should be what you are looking for, right?"

He slowly opened his hands, and a thick sewing needle bent like an animal's tusk and a set of crude tailoring tools fell from his palms and were caught by Burke with trembling hands.

Seeing these two familiar and intimate items, Burke burst into tears with excitement.

"Yes, that's right. This is my sewing needle... a relic left to Burke by his mother..."

He held them tightly in his hands against his chest, as if he had found his long-lost love, and tears quietly dripped from the corners of his eyes.

"Wu, wu, thank you, thank you so much...wu, wu..."

"My mother used to be a seamstress. This is the only thing she left to Burke. Woo woo woo..."

"You've been so good to Burke, Burke doesn't know how to repay you... wuwuwu..."

Burke's crying grew louder and louder, echoing in the silent cave.

"Well... you're right, you do need to repay me."

Suddenly, Reinhardt uttered these words.

Burke also stopped crying instantly. He looked at Reinhardt, who was much taller than him, with tears in his eyes and asked weakly, "I wonder what Lord Rhine wants?"

Burke knew very well that hiring such a strong man to help him would definitely come at a price, and he had already prepared himself mentally.

But even now, I still can't help feeling a little uneasy.

Normally, for Reinhardt, a commission like this is not about what he wants, but depends on what the other party has.

But after carefully examining Burke, he gave up the idea and waved his hand, saying:

"Forget it, forget it. Just consider this as a charity I did to accumulate merit. I won't accept your payment."

He waved casually and turned around. In fact, he was quite conflicted.

Walk towards the outside of the cave.

If he follows the original rules, he would not work for free. He should be paid for helping others complete the commission. This is not greed, but a respect for the client.

A manifestation of giving dignity to the other person.

But looking at Burke's condition...he has nothing but his sewing suits, he is completely broke and can't even get paid.

And when I think back to the game, this guy seems to have just given me a few mushrooms...

So, just think about it, what can he do with mushrooms?

That thing doesn’t taste good, it’s better to hunt some wild game and eat it.

And the most important thing is that if it is a girl, he can still joke about asking the other party to commit himself to her.

But Burke...he really couldn't say that.

Putting aside the gender, just looking at the appearance, it's impossible to make such a joke.

So, forget it.

"...Wow, thank you, thank you so much..."

Accompanied by Burke's tearful thanks, he slowly walked out of the cave, and became even more conflicted as he looked at the rippling blue sea.

He vaguely remembered someone in his previous life saying that doing good deeds would make one feel good, but why did he always feel a little bit wronged?

"Forget it, they say it's about accumulating merit, why are you still thinking so much!"

Reinhardt shook his head, threw the damn unwilling thought out of his mind, looked up at the blue sky and the cliff city shrouded by the blue sky.

"Next, it's that guy Greg's turn..."

I don’t know how the little guy is doing after not seeing him for so many years. Has he grown up healthy and strong?

Is it growing crooked? Does he need help to trim the branches and leaves and then straighten it?

If it was Greg, and considering the recent rumors, he thought all this must be necessary.

He was so sure about Greg.

146. The Girl of Stormy Hill (4.2K)

call--

A raging fire broke out in front of the Storm Pass, and the merciless flames spread through the ruins in front of the pass, devouring everything.

Those crazy soldiers and knights were no longer crazy, and those who sought death were liberated, just as the immortals sang, hoping that the beautiful dragon flame would devour them.

Unfortunately, what devoured them was not dragon flame, but the fire of the sun.

The dead souls were also liberated and guided, like the morning star, like the signpost of the underworld - the Black Spire of Helfen guiding them.

Liberated, all the people wandering here are liberated.

The long-lasting suffering of neither life nor death has finally come to an end.