The paladin was dragged and thrown in front of Ken's eyes.

Amelia excitedly ran to Ken with her hands behind her back: "Dad, I brought back the repaired teddy bear, it's..."

Emilia pointed at the beaten, bruised and unconscious paladin.

She poked the paladin's big face with her hand, but there was no response.

"It broke again. This time it was not intentional because it was too fragile!" the girl pointed at Charles and said aggrievedly.

"It's okay, dad will fix it." Ken's eyes twitched.

This time the Paladin was much miserable than the previous two times.

The first time, the Paladin was probably well prepared mentally and was defeated in the confrontation at the main entrance. The second time, he was captured in his sleep, leaving no room for resistance.

The third time, this time, was probably a sneak attack by Emilia, what a bad boy!

Ken looked at the little girl's innocent face and sighed.

It would be great if Emilia could really help with things.

All the cultists and riots were suppressed in one go!

Unfortunately I can't help.

Ken knelt down and patted Amelia on the shoulder like a parent encouraging his children: "Leave the repairs to the teddy bear to me, and you can go and play with your mother."

"Okay~" Emilia's pink eyes narrowed: "Dad, I'll come again next time, don't ignore me next time~"

"Be good, I won't." Ken boldly lied to the child.

Ignore Emilia...

There was probably a part of the dream process that he didn't know about, and during that part he lost consciousness, so he was stopped by Emilia!

Ken silently memorized this important information.

As Emilia left, Ken pulled off the chain scythe from the Paladin's body with skill and skill. Watching the Paladin's wounds heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, he thought and took out his umbrella...

…

"..." The paladin's big eyes opened. When he opened his eyes, he saw the warlock in pajamas in front of him.

"Were you dragged in again?"

Charles looked at the warlock whose clothes were exactly the same as before. This warlock came in with one more umbrella than last time.

He looked down at his broken body again.

Every time they meet, they are dressed exactly the same!

"I came in on my own initiative." Ken said without any shame.

Charles blinked confusedly: "What about me?" He noticed a strange possibility.

"You are the foreign aid I brought here."

The paladin looked down at his torn clothes again, raised his head, like a lion with explosive hair, and raised his fist:

"Warlock! You..."

After a heated exchange of men's friendship, Charles, who was bruised and bruised, was hung up again.

He shouted unwillingly:

"Warlock! Don't set up the battlefield in advance if you have the ability!"

Ken waved his hand helplessly: "What's the point of fighting if you don't make a date?"

He had long known that his method of inviting foreign aid was a bit radical.

It may cause dissatisfaction among foreign aid personnel.

So the layout here was perfect, and when I helped the paladin to remove the hook, I also drew two seals on the paladin's body.

When a warlock is in a fight, he is invincible at the same level!

"Okay, stop making trouble, I invited you here for a serious business." Ken looked at Charles seriously and said, "I saw a fainted goblin. He escaped from the cultists and his body was still there.

In the sewer, but the consciousness is pulled into this dream."

"Huh? That goblin definitely knows something!" Charles felt something and his eyes became serious. He didn't care that he was hanging in the air and his eyes became serious.

Ken continued to explain: "I did not see this dream. Did you know that I was working for the priest of Knox? She discovered some Ni Duan, and then I came here with her."

Charles frowned, seeming to remember something: "You mean the lady from the Knox tribe, where is she now? Did she report to other paladins?"

"No, she also entered this dream." Ken said, "And she got lost."

"..." Charles had a headache. He never liked thinking, but he didn't need to use his brain to know that there was going to be a big problem!

"So I must need you, my friend." Ken patted the paladin's arm: "I believe you will help me."

"Yes, I will." The Paladin closed his eyes and replied decisively. When he opened his eyes, his expression became serious and became as ferocious and terrifying as normal.

He looked down at the Warlock and said, "You tell me what to do, Warlock. You tell me and I will do it."

Several chains hanging the Paladin were suddenly broken.

The damaged wounds on the paladin's body and muscles returned to full victory at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Let's go." The warlock said, "Be careful, we are guests here."

…

“Just treat this place as your home!”

William Wild looked at the cheap daughter in front of him. Although he was helpless, he had already accepted this reality.

His heart has gone through many spiritual storms.

On the day of the wedding, he found out that his wife already had a daughter, who was still an adult, and was even wearing that accessory that he had almost forgotten about. What man wouldn’t collapse after hearing this!

If it weren't for the dark history collection that was so detailed that he felt it was so fine, he would still be in an emo state and couldn't believe that the girl in front of him was his biological daughter.

Wait, my future daughter knows about my dark history, so I should be emo!

However, he has a good mentality like other fighters, and his state quickly adjusted.

The young father with bright eyes kindly brought the plates of food to the table: "This is your home! Your mother has to deal with some things at Knox, so she can't come back for the time being."

Amy sat on the table, enjoying this excessive father's love.

Is this father's love? It feels a little fresh.

Amy moved her hair to one side. She never thought that the first time she met her father, she would come with a male friend.

Moreover, my male friend got lost along the way!

As for what my mother is dealing with...

Amy remembered that during the Steam Riots, an extremely bad riot also occurred in Knox Country, but she could not find out which cultist was responsible for it.

It is said that countless synthetic monsters emerged from the ground and emerged on the streets. Those monsters have the heads of chickens, the bodies of monkeys, the tails of pigs, etc., and their appearance is very blasphemous.

And those monsters are also highly polluting, and any Noxian who comes into contact with them will be infected as one of these monsters.

My mother should have taken care of this matter.

"Amy...Actually, I still can't believe that you are my daughter. This is so strange."

William looked like he had a headache.

Amy looked at her father's troubled look and felt very warm.

She remembered what her mother had written in her diary.

His father was a talented warrior who had reached the epic realm at a very young age. He was very motivated, but he was stubborn in doing things.

No matter how you look at it, he is a very traditional warrior.

William, who was as straight as steel, sat down opposite Amy distressedly. He said nonchalantly: "The guest room here is no longer available. Your mother has prepared a nursery... It may be the room you once lived in. That room

There is also a big bed for nursing, you can stay there..."

In the warm big room, the father and daughter were enjoying themselves happily.

On the other side, the entrance of the steam station.
Chapter completed!