Chapter 715: Peculiar

In Memila's house, the blood of the father has drained, the body becomes dry, and the air is permeated with a rotten smell.

Holding his father's head, Memila's eyes were apathetic, and at this moment she was like a walking dead.

"Although I have a lot of healing remedies, my fighting spirit also has a certain degree of auxiliary recovery ability, but this kind of head is cut off, forgive me for nothing." Locke said.

Memila didn't respond at all. From entering the house, she saw such a **** scene in the bedroom, and this girl became like this.

With a sigh, if Memira's father was not cut off, even if he had only one breath left, he would have a way to save people, but this dead body, he had no way.

Not to mention that he has no way, even the second- and third-level casters have no way, unless her father’s head is connected and transformed into a corpse-like undead creature, which is also an alternative'alive' .

But this kind of "alive" is better than dead, the memory is completely lost, leaving only a body, what is the point.

It is said that the living body above level 4 is called ‘God’. God is omnipotent. Perhaps after reaching level 4, Locke can come into contact with this ability to resurrect.

Silence, through Memila's performance, Locke found that he was also so helpless at first, but also helpless in the face of the death of his parents.

"If nothing else, I'm leaving." Locke turned and said, Ashaer was still waiting for him in the Ghor forest. Since he had recovered the dagger, there was no need to stay in Evra.

Just one step forward, Locke paused and his clothes were caught.

"I said, I can't save" Locke's voice hasn't fallen.

"Kill me." Memila said blankly.

"What did you say?" Locke felt that he had misheard.

"Kill me." Memila repeated. My dad died and no one was concerned. Memela thought of killing herself.

After all, she was still a minor girl, and she couldn't lay her own hands, so she wanted to borrow Lock's hand and give herself a break.

"Aren't you willing to help me, then kill me." Memela's eyes are still aloof.

Locke looked at Memira, a young girl who was still enthusiastic and energetic during her work during the day, and experienced such a big change at night that she seemed to be a different person.

It was the first time that Locke saw someone make such a request to himself.

"Maybe all you need is rest." Locke put his palm on Memila's head, and the gentle wind flowed into Memela's body, so that Memela, who had been in a tight state, slowly fell.

At this time, Memela was holding Locke's sleeve in one hand and holding her father's head in one hand. Many blood stains were on the Locker's armor, but Locke didn't care.

"Go help this child bury her father." Locke turned to Watt beside him.

Watt is more than 80 years old this year, but his spirit has always been very good. Locke found that this person is also a wood-type grudge who is good at health.

"Yes, sir." Facing a powerful earth knight, Watt did not be half-arrogant, said respectfully.

Memila's hand was still tightly clutching Locke's sleeve, but Locke didn't think about these details at this time. When she entered her grudge into Memela's body just a moment ago, Locke found a slight difference in this girl.

When briefly reading Memila's memories and emotions before, Locke also discovered that the girl seemed to have a strong hunch and could escape from the four unruly hands, insisting that Locke and others arrived, mainly relying on this Another mysterious hunch.

Pulling the knightly medal out of the space ring, Locke connected to Ashar, who was far away in Ghor Forest. "Master, can you come here? I found a strange little girl here."

In the magic communication, Locke briefly described Memira's special features.

"I'll be there soon." In the knight's medal, Ashaer's voice came softly.

Putting away the knight's medal, Locke looked at the little girl with faint tears in her eyes and sighed.

It seems that Memila's tears haven't dried up. Under the pain of her bereavement, Memela seems to have returned to her mother's death seven years ago.

"Master, are you a second-class knight in the knight's palace?" Greeted the burial of Memela's father's body and head, and Watt ran over and greeted for a long time.

"Oh? You know the knight palace too?" Lock said strangely.

Although the old man of Wat also has quasi-level strength, there is no knight palace in the United Kingdom, so there will be no knight palace to recruit him.

"The knight palace is a sacred place that each of our knights yearns and longs for. The biggest regret in my life is that I didn't join the knight palace." Watt's tone was quite heavy.

In the three western islands, the high-ranking servants and quasi-ranking knights reached the lowest threshold to enter the knight palace. The old man had not organized to accept for so long, he could only say that he was born in the wrong place.

"Then how did you practice to the quasi-level?" Lock asked curiously.

"Before thirty, I used to be a vassal knight of the Honorable Summoner. Because I was seriously injured and could no longer follow the adult, I stayed in Flor." Watt said, and lifted his chain mail. , Revealing a torn wound inside from the shoulder to the right abdomen.

The wound appears to be injured by the sharp claws of powerful creatures. Although not fatal, it also limits Watt's path of promotion. Many meridians in the qi cycle circulate in that area.

"It's also the summoner, so is your vision so broad?" Locke looked around. Whether it was the governance of the city of Efra, or the knowledge that Watt had about the palace of knights, it showed that the old man was There are real people.

"Yes, I learned a lot from the adult." Watt said respectfully. After so many years, the summoner who trained him still occupied an important position in Watt's heart.

Nodding, Locke said rather, "That summoner must be the second summoner in your country?"

Watt's body stiffened in an instant, and he did not respond to Locke's inquiry.

But looking at Watt, Locke also guessed that the answer was inseparable from his guess.

"You don't have to specifically inform the summoner. My friends and I will soon leave the Kingdom of Füssen, we are just going to do this." Locke said.

"Although you said that, I still have to abide by my duties, and it is my job to protect the city of Evra. A strong man like you is here, and I cannot turn a blind eye." Watt said humbly.