If in normal times, he never had that Noxas.
So when he received a magic, Chen Senran told the story of calcas again and completely, which was more exciting and exciting than because of his excellent language organization and logical ability, and the ending was even more sad and very sad.
"So?" Murphy, however, reacted to this story with great interest with a calm expression. He put his finger on the table and knocked three times. "Are you trying to say that you have been killing for hundreds of years only because we disturbed your woman’s rest in peace, but you didn’t mean any harm?"
"General Murphy, you are not the kui is my appreciation of people really smart" calcas nodded is still light.
"Now you suddenly want to compromise with us … why didn’t you come before?" Murphy’s question is still very sharp. Although he accepted calcas’s kindness, he didn’t believe his sincerity
"I don’t want to come" calcas’s answer made Murphy speechless.
"Of course … more importantly, I came here because I got some premonitions." calcas kept asking questions without waiting for Murphy this time. "You know, I used to study magic for hundreds of years, and I have finally made some progress. In recent years, I feel uneasy that the world will undergo terrible changes and may be destroyed, especially recently."
"So you think you may never be able to protect this land again?" Murphy is obviously a very clever person. "Do you want De Marcia’s help to save the world?"
"Strictly speaking, it seems so." calcas smiled wryly.
"You are so great," Murphy sneered. He still can’t trust each other.
People who have been killing people in the swamp for hundreds of years just died here because they like women, and now suddenly he comes to tell himself that he has given up playing and surrendered because he wants to save the world.
How paranoid is this thinking jump and neurotic logic?
Murphy method understood, so he said
"Are you waving at me?" The middle-aged general de Marcia frowned again, and his face was as harsh as a lion’s roar because of the anger hidden in his words.
Calcas didn’t respond to Murphy’s anger at all. He said slowly, "In fact, if I blow myself up, everyone here will die, so the Noxas can occupy this main road. After cutting off Demassia and the Northern Alliance, those people will be alone. Demassia will never be able to gather 5,000 people to capture here in a short time. Those people will surely die."
"You’re threatening me." Murphy got up and pulled out a delicate sword behind him. He pointed the blade straight at calcas, and the cold shock wave aroused calcas’s black gauze to reveal his flesh and blood face.
"I’m threatening you," calcas said.
The atmosphere in the tent was a little stagnant. Murphy just confronted calcas with a sword for a quarter of an hour, and then he laughed and put away his sword.
"I have to say, Mr. calcas, your patience is first-class. You won." Murphy sat back in the chair. "Now we can talk about things."
This is an imposing contest, just like two swords hitting each other. In the final tug-of-war, calcas’s paranoia defeated Murphy’s calmness.
It is said that sometimes you have to be paranoid to succeed.
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Page one hundred and twenty-four West Coast flowers are unbeaten
The "last question" negotiation slowly expired in an extremely friendly atmosphere. Little Anne woke up and Chen Senran teased her to tell her a ghost story. Because there was nothing for him in this negotiation, calcas accompanied Chen Senran to the north after finalizing some interest swaps.
At the end of the negotiation, when Chen Senran was going to take calcas out of the tent and head north, Murphy asked the last question.
"Why did you choose me?" He narrowed his sharp eyes and his eyebrows were as sharp as a lion trying to pounce.
It’s a pity that calcas didn’t care about his aggressiveness behind his back. He rubbed his dull staff and said easily, "Would you believe me if I said I was patriotic?"
"Don’t believe it" Murphy laughed as if he wasn’t going to continue this problem.
"In fact, I don’t believe it either." calcas also laughed.
"Then I wish you a pleasant journey."
"bon voyage"
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"So what?" Chen Senran was suddenly interested in this question, so he asked this question after walking out of the tent.
"What …" calcas put the tent curtain seems to be thinking about this problem for a long time before he said.
"Maybe … it’s because Elena likes West Coast flowers very much. I don’t want to see beautiful flowers there again one day." calcas seems to be a little uncertain. He smiled. "Come on, let’s go. I like your car very much." calcas is not obsessed with this problem. Maybe it’s just that Elena likes West Coast flowers so he wants those flowers to be immortal.
"Oh, by the way, Lao Du, your driving skills are also very high." He walked toward the outside and did not forget to praise Lao Du for walking ahead of him, but Lao Du did not respond at all.
"Well," Chen Senran looked at calcas and was still domineering. He couldn’t help sighing that this monster who lived for hundreds of years was really …
"Be good to Elena." The little girl who had been hiding in Chen Senran’s arms also looked up at the same time and looked at the man who didn’t look so tall and majestic gradually disappearing in the fog.
"Yes" Chen Senran touched the little girl’s head and walked towards the fog.
"That … little dense …" Little Annie went back to Chen Senran’s arms and put her little face on Chen Senran’s chest to feel his heart beating.
"What?" Chen Senran lowered his head to see the little girl’s expression, but the fog covered her eyebrows.
"Well … if …" The little girl squirmed around uneasily, as if she didn’t know how to say "if … one day … I …" She waited for me for a long time and finally seemed to be throwing caution to the wind, generally closing her eyes and saying low.
"If one day I die …" But it was interrupted by Chen Senran before I finished.
"Silly girl" Chen Senran stopped and lifted the little girl up so that she could look him in the eye and said seriously, "Don’t say that. How could you die with me here?"
How can you die with me around?
"Well," little Annie laughed, and at that moment, she wore out the whole fog brightly
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People who want to save the world are still riding in carriages on the road of sight, chosen by fate, and the place where the world collapsed has been bleeding.
There is heavy snow at night.
It’s snowy in the north
The mountain is cold and windy.
This is the end of Fredred, and 100,000 yards back from here is the howling swamp, all the land in journey to the south.
At the moment, Avarosa and Demassia form a coalition, including all the women, children and the elderly in Avarosa, with a total of 100,000 people. In this corner, they are almost driven out of Fredrod land.
It’s already been pushed to the end of the road
"It’s really unlucky … so Leng Ye has to come out for a vigil. What do you say? We must help these barbarians. They are dying. It’s better to go back to the west coast and have two glasses of ale to be happy." A demasia soldier in blue and white armor took a breath of air conditioning and looked at the vast edge ahead. The dark earth could not help but complain a few words.
"If you are heard by General Galen, you will die." A soldier beside him coldly stabbed him, staring at the front unblinkingly as if afraid that a sharp machete would chop out from there in a moment.
"Anderson, you are timid … I am just … hum …" The guy who was stabbed by him mumbled a few words but no longer said anything. After all, he was full of awe for Galen.
The more snow it gets, the more it will almost drown this sentry at the forefront.
"I said Anderson …" That sentence seems that many guys are going to talk to one side again. After all, it is very difficult to pass without talking in such a cold night.
Many other comrades have become accustomed to this saying. Although the rule in the army is not to talk on duty, everyone acquiesced in it at this time.
"I said Jason you wine? If you give me some wine, I’ll talk to you for a while. How’s it going? " Another guy also prone in the snow said with a smile
"There’s a bird’s hair wine that has been taken away for a long time, and I don’t know which king’s egg has been beaten for 30 years. If Mom is known by the old man, which one will definitely kill him." Call Jason a talkative ghost. He is a veteran in the army. He talks one after another.