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"Yo, Raphael, I heard that our new demon brother is coming, is it true?" Outside, Turakov's big voice passed from the distance.

The devil's newcomer brother... What name do you take?

"Don't!" Raphael groaned with his head clenched, rushed to the door, and waved desperately towards Tulakov and Shashik who had come here.

"Hurry up! Hurry up! Don't come here! Here has been invaded by the forces of hell, I will bear it first, you are far away, and you will be finished if you don't go!"

I:"……"

Sa Qili: "..."

What a disrespectful speech this is. In order not to be dug into the wall, is the princess of the hundred races already approaching the point of despair? However, after all, it seems that I can barely be regarded as a **** force, and Sakiri, who just decided to join, is naturally the same. Therefore, there is no way to refute this kind of empty-mouthed argument, and I can only respond in silence.

Boss Raphael, don’t you say this makes Turakov and Shahick more curious, do you have to come and take a look? Has the IQ of the princess of the Bai Clan already gone offline?

Sure enough, as I expected, how dare these two brave guys, Tulakov and Shahick, could be scared and turned away by Raphael's words. Instead, they accelerated their pace and burst into tears in Raphael. Stepped up in unbelievable despair.

"Aha, isn't this right? The newcomer brother and Sakiri are here, Raphael, what stupid words were you just talking about? Is it because the work has been too busy recently and the brain has stopped listening?"

Seeing us through the tent door, Shahick and Turakov showed big smiles, and came over to greet us over Raphael, who was standing blankly at the door.

"Uncle Turakoff, Uncle Shahick, long time no see. How are you?"

"What can we do bad? It's you guy who has such a big trouble, I don't know what to say." I enthusiastically slapped my big hand on my shoulder. Being sandwiched between two muscular men, I mean Alexander.

"It's not what I want to make trouble, this is forced." I sighed, feeling that the wrinkle had slowly climbed up to my face, after such a toss. It's been more than a hundred years of life.

"Hurry and tell us, your experience in the world of hell, we only heard a few words from Raphael, and it was not addictive at all." Tulakov can't wait to know, look at his anxiety In this way, I wish I could go to the world of **** to kill all directions.

"This is a long story. It's not too late to find time later. I have other purposes today."

"Oh, what purpose?"

Before I had time to speak, Sachili interjected in one step: "Hum. Tulakov, Shahick, you two idiots are already late."

"It's late?" The two looked at each other, confused.

"I have decided to go to **** and **** world with my younger brother. From now on, we will be different levels of characters. You will continue to mix in the third world, ha ha ha ha ha."

"What's wrong with the third world, even the three demon gods and the two demon kings are willing to stay in the third world. Isn't this third world better evidence than the unknown **** world?"

As the person in charge of the third world, Raphael could not bear to say to Sakiri.

No, no, it’s better not to say where to put it down. The example you gave is too strange. Why take the three demon gods and the four demon kings as an issue? Is there no better argument?

"Wait, what are you talking about, how can we not understand, can you explain from the beginning?"

"Long-talking, long-winding, this kind of thing doesn't mean it's enough. It's enough. You've finished saying hello and you can go." I just wanted to speak, but Raphael didn't give a chance, and couldn't wait to catch someone.

"Wait, Rafael, did you eat something weird today? It was weird from the beginning, and we didn't ask you to explain."

"This is my territory."

"Well, younger brother, let's go to the bar and continue." Tulakov and Shahick are not honest people either. After seeing Raphael's reaction, he was more certain and exchanged glances.

"Guard, guard, pass my order, from now on all bars in the camp will be closed for me, no business... ohhh~~~" Sakiri didn't cover Raphael's mouth in time, it was intentional Right? Want to see more of Raphael's gaffe? Witch of this camp with bad character.

Although I would also like to see what other interesting reactions Raphael will have, after all, this is rare for the princesses of Bai ethnicity who are usually mature, wise, cunning, and always fun for others. View.

Under the restraint of Sakiri, I finally found a gap, and I briefly explained to myself the purpose of coming to the third world this time.

"Of course it's such an interesting thing. Of course it's me." Turakov, who just regretted that he couldn't go to **** world adventure like me, immediately flashed his eyes, more excited than seeing a mellow wine.

"Of course I have to count my share, how can I make Sa Qili alone in the front?" Shahick was not willing to stand behind.

"Shahik, what about your two wives in your family, are you going to ignore them?" Finally, she got rid of Sakiri's shackles, and Raphael hummed like a feminist fighter to the Paladin as tall as the barbarians. Asked.

"Of course not." Shahick frowned, rarely showing a thoughtful expression. Ah, I don't mean that he usually has a simple mind and is more funny.

"Actually, I am selfish. According to the newcomer's brother, if I go to the world of **** through the third world stone fragment, can I return from the world of **** to the first and second world again? I think...I want to go back Take a look, take a look...look at everyone."

At the end of the day, his head was deeply lowered, as if he was forcibly enduring something, and then he raised his head and grinned, as usual, with a red rose in his mouth.

"Then, by positioning the scroll, wouldn't it be possible to come and go between the first world and the third world like the younger brother in the future, and go to the **** world at any time. Where can I find such good things?"

"Shahick, your guy's head has unexpected aura. I didn't expect it to be like this." Turakov's eyes widened, his eyes slightly admired, and slightly contemptuous.

"Huh, don't confuse me with you, I just disdain to care about you, do you really think I'm as stupid as you? If I take it seriously, even Saqili can only fall behind my butt, She is usually in the limelight, only because of the gentleman's spirit that gives priority to women, okay?"

As a result, Saqili, who was expressionless, thrust a stick with the power of aging finger into the back of Shahick's ass. In a sense, Shahick's wish was indeed fulfilled.

"It seems that I am more attentive." Turakoff looked at the wailing while holding the chrysanthemum, and quickly bent down to become the old Shahick, showing a relieved expression, as if to say, this is what I know The dead rival.

"However, Shahick is right. You can go back to the first world by the way. It's really tempting. The first world..." Sa Qili sighed and filled with indescribable words. Complex feelings.

"Does Auntie Qili want to go back to see her relatives?" Through the incident of the Gotts, I have gradually realized what kind of complicated feelings it is to be a senior adventurer to return to my hometown after a few decades away, so I also asked Be extremely careful.

Sakiri, Tulakov, Shahick, and three have all been in the Third World for more than thirty years, and in their years of experience, unlike the present, there is no convenient teleportation magic array, so if they If your hometown is in the First World Camp Rogge, it is possible that you will have been permanently separated from your family from the moment you left the camp and went to Rugaoin.

In this way, according to the shortest time for each adventurer to clear each area, it takes three years. The first world and the second world add up. They have spent thirty years, and the third world is more than thirty years. Leaving loved ones for at least six or seventy years.

"I... I don't have any relatives." Sakiri rolled a beautiful strand of hair hanging down her ear, and said an unexpected answer. Then she laughed bitterly.

"I came to the camp's training camp as an orphan to receive training. Uh-huh, if there are relatives in the family, probably I won't let me step into the field of necromancer anyway? It's fortunate to say ~www. lightnovelpub.net~ Still?"

Indeed, the qualifications required for the two professions Necromancer and Wizard are not much different. Under normal circumstances, if you can transfer to Necromancer, there should be no problem with the wizard. Compared to the two, I am afraid that a normal person will choose a wizard. Occupation? Every day, when dealing with skulls and curses, they are feared by others, and the other manipulation element, called wind and rain, is a knowledgeable representative. It is envied by people. No matter what they think, they are two very different styles of painting.

Therefore, from an alternative perspective, it is not how strange the characters of the Necromancer are, but because a group of people with strange characters chose the profession of Necromancer.

Of course, a necromancer who is as cheerful and charming as Sa Qili is another kind. Her character is also an important reason why I have to choose her as a teacher of black charcoal.

In this way, why did she choose the profession of Necromancer? The reason for becoming an orphan seems not very sufficient? Is there any black history?

I peeked at Sa Qili, who had complex emotions on her face, and hesitated whether to die or not.

. . . (To be continued.)