Shariya's scream came to an abrupt end. ()

Her guardian walked in. If Alex was here, the keen eyes of the undead would have shown that the back of the Inspector Templar was not as straight as before. The more heavier he was, the slower she was, as if he would awaken a sleeping devil; when he finally stood in front of Rosalia, everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, except for Rosalia, who was facing more pressure.

"I remember I told you." Ino said softly with a hint of fatigue: "You will encounter many things you have to do - that is responsibility." He paused for a moment and shot a sharp look from behind the mask, which made Rosalia tremble involuntarily. He lowered his head and slightly lifted the mask under the cover of the hood. He coughed a few times. His hands with white gloves were always tightly covered with his mouth, which made his cough dull and more painful--he took a short breath for a while and stood up straight with his mask on his face again: "Recite the Godly Text Article 171."

Rosalia lowered her eyes and couldn't tell what kind of emotions she had. Her voice was a little trembling, but she still recited a passage smoothly.

"Responsibility is never a sweet candy or a soft cloud. It is always as hard and cold as a rock and heavy as a rock and needs care at any time. It only has the soul and pain on us. So why do we carry such a cross without abandoning it? It is precisely because it can sharpen our will and perfect our minds to drive away the laziness and selfishness in our souls. This is the test left by the sage philosopher for us humans-He has also tried this way His only begotten Son puts the sins of our humanity on his shoulders and demands that he pay them back as his own debts-He did not escape so that when the final day came, he was able to put on his laurels and sit on the throne because it was what he deserved."

"So do you understand your mistake?" said the guardian sternly.

"Yes, I will perform the atonement," Rosalia replied in tears, "I will repent for my sins."

Ino looked at her through the hole in the mask. She was now as tall as Ino's shoulders. When Ino first saw her, she was just a child. He was less than a tall one. His waist, his hands were like hairless monkey paws. The blood stalks and the black and yellow ground were messy on her face. But now she already has a bud-like girlish figure and a beautiful appearance that only angels on the murals have. But when she cried, she was still as scruple as a child.

This made the inspector general of the Knights Templar sigh silently and he opened his hands and hugged his guardian in a restrained manner. He asked while letting the girl crawl onto his shoulders, "Why are you unwilling to accept their arrangement? Are you tired or uncomfortable?"

"Uh..." Rosalia choked up and said, "That was simply a ceremony dedicated to the demonic land by pagans, but in the name of the saints. I don't want to stand there—and I don't want to be the so-called commander of the earth."

Standing in a corner, Antoxun raised his eyebrows, but said nothing.

"But His Highness Alexander will stand there," Ino whispered: "This is the ancient tradition. This is the Sardinian people. Your people love—you may not like it. But they cannot express it—they need your guidance. But you must first let them accept you and welcome you. They will listen to you and feel what you want them to feel."

"I have to go, right?"

"Must." Ino hesitated for a moment: "For this, your atonement can be postponed until one week."

“I would rather perform the atonement.”

"Rosalia!"

"...Yes.()" Rosalia pushed Ino away, pursed her lips and walked into the bedroom alone to the bedroom and the door was closed before everyone heard her say, "I hate you Ino."

Ino frowned behind the mask and waved his hand. The Templars and Sardinian guards quietly followed him out of the rest of the suite. The rest of the work belonged to the mothers.

"Please tell Lord Felix Rosalia will attend the opening ceremony of the St. South Asia Festival tomorrow." He told Anto that behind the dark black hole, you can see a faint light spot. This guy probably has a pair of light-colored eyes. Anto thought.

"Yes. Your Excellency the Inspector General."

He bent down politely and showed that he had accepted the orders of this great man.

Ino stood quietly in front of the young man for a while - he was not that simple - Ino once tried to transfer him from Rosalia, his ward had a head-on dispute with him for the first time - and won.

The inspector general coldly estimated the consequences of making the young man disappear strangely - but in the end he decided to forget Rosalia's identity, destined to appear around him with many ulterior motives and kill one and only another one... Let's keep the status quo.

The black cloak swept across the thick carpet in the corridor and disappeared.

Anto then straightened his body - a sarcastic smile remained on his lips - it seemed that the guardian's patience was not very good, and he didn't know whether he was afraid or not to take a small person like himself in his eyes. After showing such obvious murderous intent, he would let him go - but he was obviously not a smart person. Just look at how he treated Rosalia.

What the little girl needs is not sincere care but superficial consideration and worship.

In contrast to the effortless idea, Anto felt that the care of the guardian was quite good. Compared to a destined puppet and decoration, his attitude was sincere, serious and kind... Unfortunately, Rosalia didn't realize that she was in a very awkward period now. If she was stupider, she was still the girl who was completely ignorant of the world before. Even if she didn't understand the truth, she would obey her orders without complaints. And she thought she was too smart - she had tasted the sweetness of reputation and power and was firmly attracted to her. Now she was just oppressed by the situation and Ino's past power. Now she would express her dissatisfaction directly when she began to know how to disguise and cover up... Oh, things will become very interesting.

He thought his eyes were full of malice.

****

Of course, these disputes and entanglements of the people of St. South Asia will not know about it. On the morning of the first day of the St. South Asia Festival, Alexander lit the first fireworks on the top floor of the city government. The festival was announced. Standing on his right, the people of the Salieri family were the people of the Sallieri family.

Standing on the left are Rosalia and two nannies.

The tightly wrapped pinball appeared almost immediately in the clear blue sky under the push of gunpowder, just like a magician who could not be seen by humans turned it out of thin air - it stayed in the air for a moment and then expanded at a visible level of naked eyes. The deep red and golden smoke immediately rolled and extended in the refreshing background like a pomegranate flower... People cheered.

The streets and alleys around the city government were crowded with people - everyone was wearing red floor tops, black trousers, red belts and red scarves, and outsiders, whether you are a tourist or anyone else, have changed into such floor clothes. So from above, looking down at the ancient black and gray city center roads are like a long-depleted artery that pours in fresh and hot blood. Especially when people saw the first fireworks, they shouted happily, while raising their arms and shaking their fists and shaking their scarves, making them slam the scarves and making them slam these sounds mixed together, except for the sound of high and low and blood flowing through the blood vessels. ()

There is only one passage between the funnel-shaped bullfighting ring and the temporary residence where the bulls were staying last night. An extremely narrow path between the city government building and the building complex opposite. The width is only 4 feet. According to the current specifications, there must be one side of the building completely violates the most basic design requirements. However, in the 18th century, a stone carriage can pass smoothly. It is considered qualified. The road paved with blue-black stones with slightly raised surfaces like a cake with a female palm. There are still countless crowds of people. However, the two sides of the road can expose most of the upper body. The double partitions on both sides of the road have been built.

Alix moved out of position Rosalia trembled and lit the second fireworks with a long match. It quickly filled the gap left by the previous fireworks after it dissipated.

People shouted again and after cheering, they flipped over the baffle and hid behind the baffle-Rosalia didn't notice what they were cheering, or Her Majesty the Queen or Alexander's name, because at the other end of the road, several small red dots had rushed over and were twice as big black dots followed behind them. Their degree from condescending people did not seem very fast, in fact, every bull was able to rush forward at least 20 feet per second--a full 8 hours of black

The darkness and narrowness of the world has never been restricted, making these nearly half-ton animals unprecedentedly violent. The eyes are stimulated by the strong light. The violent pain and noisy noise make them more irritable. And some people pull their important and sensitive tails. Their anger is as strong as the heat sprayed from their nostrils. The shaking shadows in front of them have become their best target for venting their anger. They keep rushing forward with their heads and rushing forward to chase humans. They don’t look like they grow up eating grass, but like they grow up eating meat.

"Is that our cow?" Olga shouted. Before the others could put their telescopes in front of them, she had already pounced on the rough stone guardrail. Today she wore traditional dresses like all Sardinian women, wearing hollowed-out tulle scarf. It dangled from her bun to the center of her spine. When she poked her graceful neck into the air, it fluttered in the wind.

"No, it won't have any effect." Sonia grabbed Kame's shoulder and replied loudly: "The cow will not know anyone at this time!"

Just as this question and answer, the man and the cow had already run over a quarter of the journey. A man suddenly fell down - tripped the man who followed him. The two people piled up together and the bull behind him stepped on without hesitation. He did not dare to stand up. They blindly dodged the cow's hooves that fell from nowhere and the hundreds of pounds that followed - several brave men ran away from the bull to try to attract its attention. They succeeded. The bull followed them again and opened the partition and appeared next to the injured.

The man in the front and the cow had already run away nearly halfway. A bull approached from the back. A guy who ran a little slow suddenly passed through his legs. A man weighing at least six feet high and two hundred pounds was picked up fiercely. The man who had never grown wings and flew in the air like a child who was suddenly carried by his parents on a carousel. He raised his feet in the air and almost subconsciously grabbed the horns that were worn out from his wide-range pants and flipped up like a horizontal bar athlete. This really angered the bull. It shook his head violently and threw the human on the ground and then bit his ribs.

People screamed in waves.

Another stronger bull knocked down a man, but it also fell on the slippery ground, but it didn't look bad because the man was treated as a mat by it. It looked even very revered. It was hundreds of pounds and the black short fur shook and poured lice and other small creatures on the human ground. The poor guy hugged his head and didn't dare to move until people tried to pull it away from him. He slowly got up. It seemed that nothing was just a pain in his expression and covered his butt with his butt. When the bull left, he had two hooves on his thick ***.

"Where is Xude?" Kame asked.

"In the front!" Wilderger replied that now he is the only three non-humans, Alix Olga, can understand the situation - even if ordinary humans use telescopes, they may not be able to clearly distinguish who is Xude. After all, everyone dresses almost the same. Sardinian men also have black heads and light brown skin.

Xude saw the gate of the bullfighting ring with the end panels open and shouted loudly to cheer for the final winner - they had to run into the bullfighting ring to introduce the bulls into the field before the entire event was over.

But his strength was almost exhausted - she could even feel the humid and warm breath behind her and the wonderful feeling of the blade on her back - the distance between injuries and death was so close that it made her blood boil.

At this moment, people suddenly let out another exclamation. The exclamation sounded so consistently. It sounded like a giant's roar. A stream of liquid slapped Xude's back. The familiar viscosity and sweet taste immediately let Xude know what it was - it was blood. He glanced at the front of him and flipped in quickly. In a brief glance, he saw that the threat behind him had disappeared. The most huge and fierce black bull was concentrating on dealing with one.

Young man on the ground.

He made a mistake - when the bull knocked him down, he shouldn't stand up again, as a result, when facing the bull, he was scratched from his belly and below the neckline by the sharp horns. The blood on Xude's spine was obtained from him. He should not be hurt to the deadly place. The horns did not cut his artery. As a sophisticated family member Xude knew at a glance that he could still survive well.

But the premise is to send it to the hospital as soon as possible.

Xude jumped out and surrounded the bull with the sticks and drove away the bull, seemingly gentle. He opened the baffle and opened the doctors in a hurry to lift the patient who was most seriously injured onto the stretcher. When they retreated back to the back, the bull suddenly hit him back and hit him. After breaking the crowd holding the sticks, it began to hit the baffle. The worst thing was that the bulls that stopped because the furious bull and its attack object blocked the way were also infected by this chaotic atmosphere. One of them tightly contracted the muscles raised at the base of the neck into a large ball. He lowered his head and shook his head left and right. It seemed that he was looking for something. One of them rushed to the other side and hit the wall with one of his usual horns. A man hiding behind the wall was stabbed, but fortunately it was not very deep.

This is enough for people to fall into a panic surrounded by panic, especially the baffle that was constantly attacked by the largest bull. It made a bad squeak. People behind the baffle put their bodies on the wall. Rarely, bulls concentrated on attacking a person. Its companion was next to it. Its companion stepped on its hooves and threatened the people who were approaching them like sharp daggers. Now it became two encirclements here. The bulls surrounded a small pile of people squeezed between the baffle and the wall, and people holding wooden sticks surrounded them.

The largest bull's horn fork entered the baffle. It swung its body wildly and tried to pull out its horns. Finally, with a loud cracking sound, it not only pulled out its horns but also pulled out the twisted baffle.

Neither the person behind the baffle nor in front of the baffle had expected such a thing. They were stunned in front of a hysterical bull. The second baffle was thinly used to separate the crowd and the runners. It was not more useful than a newspaper. Moreover, a doctor was in front of the second baffle for the bloody provoker. When he found himself completely exposed to a pair of curved horns, he still hurriedly reached out and grabbed the injured man's arm. He planned to escape with him.

The Bull only paused for a second and found the provocateur. It took a small step back. This was a signal that it was about to crash again.

This collision was like an explosion - people didn't realize anything for a moment until Xude began to roar in anger and more people rushed to help him suppress the behemoth that was knocked over by him - the other bulls were a little confused and saw a piece of open space between them, and people got into the gap and drove them into the bullring. The injured were transported away. The frightened people were also properly cared for. Most of them were tourists. The Sardinians were still as happy as ever.

Xude pulled off his scarf and wiped his head rudely. Sweat flowed into his eyes along the ground in front of his forehead. His arms were shaking violently... He couldn't imagine that he had done that just now - at the moment when the bull's front hooves were in the air, he used all his strength to hit him - he remembered that the biggest weightlifting record of human beings was 37o, but he didn't know how much power he could have when he hit him - not to mention that he also retained a little power just in case - fools would not leave a trump card.

He looked to the top of the municipal building and waved his hand slightly to show that he was safe and sound.

****

"He's fine."

Olga said with a vigilant look at Alex.

Just when she saw Xude hit the bull, her vision was a bright coral red. It was not the cold red of clothes billboards or lights, but the red of human life; the body was filled with heat and blurred will. The terrible feeling of various senses was the same as before she transformed - but she was sure that she had not transformed or showed any inhuman signs.

"Very good," said Alex. "But you don't remember what you did or it's vague, right? - You still need to practice."

The previous joy was swept away. Olga silently twisted his head and left tears of lasagna in his heart.

Why...I obviously controlled it...Why...

The practice that Yalix mentioned - in order to allow her to control her instincts, at least not be frightened or threatened, she can't help transforming into a lich. Before leaving the Sleeping Wasteland in Dongka, she specially strengthened her mental power. The original negative energy of the Sleeping Wasteland was rich and abnormally rich. The Lich could use the necrotic spell at will to reuse the necrotic spells at will - the fear technique, the bone-breaking technique, the bone-breaking technique, the mind is intimidating... and not attracting too much attention.

These "little spells below level five" (Lich language) made Olga's spirit rise significantly after countless collapses - reconstructions - collapses - reconstructions...... If it weren't for this, Olga would think that he was not a practice but an object of Alix's practice...

And the Lich thought that what the semiconductor said was really correct.

As the saying goes, "Don't destroy, you will not destroy, and then you will be established." This is written by the tutor in his autobiography.

I got used to it as I collapsed...——This is one of the mentors’ catchphrases…

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The chapter of 6ooo came out directly because it was not very good to divide it there - fish who couldn't save the manuscript and shed tears.

Notes - Panic (1 living creature with hd no more than 5 will still win 1 round of tremor); Fear (all creatures in the area will fall into panic state and save it will win 1 round); Sorrow ((Torture a humanoid creature to fall into blindness and helplessness will win 1 round of tremor within 3d1o clock after the end of the spell); Bone-breaking (Twisting and breaking the subject's bones will shock him for 1 round (no save)~>Free failure will also be 1d6 blunt damage/level nausea 1d4+2 rounds; Sense of mind (you can use gaze attack on one target in each round to produce a panic or lethargy effect (depending on hd)

Preview: The Little Lich's counterattack is about to begin. (To be continued)
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