Renard did not go around the circle, and went straight to the most important and critical center.

Hearing this, even though Allen had expected it, he couldn't help but sigh, full of sighs.

"Yes, it's Dalton."

The sound was light, but it was like gold and stone falling to the ground, falling between the hearts of the two, making a heavy echo.

"Uncle Buck said Austin is right?"

"Um."

Questions and answers, and then the two fell into silence again.

Speaking of this, some things are already obvious.

Even Renard could find something wrong with Austin, but Buck's reply was that Austin was not seriously injured.

It may even be a blessing in disguise.

Alan would never believe that the other party did not notice the strange aura deep in Austin's soul that was incompatible with the origin.

Although, Renard discovered that this matter is likely to occupy the terrifying knowledge of the Necromancer's sensitivity to flesh and blood and soul, as well as specializing in the two terrifying knowledge.

But there is no reason why a silver level can be discovered, and a golden level cannot be discovered.

Even if the silver level specializes in this path, even if the golden level is a lineage of war vocationists.

Not to mention that Buck is a Paladin, he is a tall, rich and handsome among the warriors, and a spellcaster among the warriors.

Even if he is the most ordinary warrior, the golden level that is the best and most unblocked popular profession, he can still do this.

After all, no matter how bad the gold is, it is still gold, and no matter how good the silver is, it is still silver.

There is always an insurmountable gap between the two.

Then the question is, why did Buck have seen Austin’s problem but fail to take action, and even gave the answer that it was a blessing in disguise.

Is it simply because Austin survived Dalton's attack that he gave such a description?

Haha, if you really think so, you really don’t have any eyes.

Although Allen's eyes were blind, the window of his soul was not closed.

The breath deep in Austin's soul does not contain the slightest killing aura. Some are just pure peace and purity.

It is not like the remnants of Dalton's fight with Austin in front of him, nor is it like Dalton's desperate attack when he was dying, but more like the last teaching and gift from an elder to the juniors in the family.

This may sound incredible, but it is Alan's most authentic feeling.

I believe that Renard felt this breath, so he couldn't believe it.

"Dalton..." After a long silence, Renard spoke, but as soon as he started, he didn't know how to continue.

Allen felt Reinard's responsibility, calmed down his agitated mood slightly, and said in a calm tone, "There may be something we don't know hidden in this."

"Dalton, most likely, isn't as simple as it seems."

"However, death is like a lamp extinguishing. It is hard to know what the truth of the matter is now."

"I guess we can only get a glimpse of the truth when Austin wakes up."

As he said that, Allen sighed again.

Renard nodded, and was about to agree, but said as if he had remembered something: "If Austin doesn't want to say, don't force it."

"It should be." Allen replied in a deep voice, "Don't worry, I know at least."

After talking, the scene fell silent again.

Outside the window, the quiet darkness spread quietly, like the silent flow of water, covering the entire courtyard, making the light in the house more obvious.

Allen sat in the room, leaning on the back of the chair, thinking a lot, and couldn't help but recall the moment he had confronted Dalton again.
Chapter completed!