Heimarian Odyssey

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update to the latest chapter of the Cavaliers Journey!"Stay in the space fortress this time, don't mess with me, you know?" Locke told Memila standing in front of him.

In the more than a month before the injury, Memira, who was suffocating in the Shura field, had to come out to relax. The name is called "care of the master".

Locke was busy deepening his relationship with Ashaer, and there was no time to play around with this nizi, so after placing her in the space fortress, she rarely managed it, and was mainly given to Jelena to take care of it.

Now that the three space fortresses are jointly marching into the hinterland of Saiya, they will soon collide with the army led by Saiya Prince Burta. At this juncture, Locke wants to take Memila back to the Shura field for protection, but Nizi is alive disagree.

It is also said that the space in the Shura field is so large. From the beginning of the plane war, it has been nearly six years until now. In the six years, Memela has almost four-fifths of the time in the Shura field. Spend within.

This is a terrible thing for a girl with a straight flower season.

Memila can tolerate the present, which is already a proof of her listening to Locke.

Locke naturally understands the apprehension of the apprentice, but this is for the purpose of protecting Memela. He did this. Seeing that this Nizi refused to return to the Shura field, Locke could only ask her not to cause trouble to herself.

"I know, okay, by the way, Master, how is your injury recovered?" Memila asked Rock's arm, shaking it.

The youthful flavor of the girl reminded Locke of the fact that he and Ashar completed a pilot study in the laboratory last night.

"The recovery is almost the same, and my strength has improved a lot." Withdrawing his arm quietly, Locke said.

"Are you about to be promoted to the third-level sky knight?" Memila was full of little stars, looking at Locke in admiration.

Now that she has worked hard to achieve the strength of a high-level servant, every level of promotion is so difficult. Memela has realized the knight's difficulty in training.

"It's really fast, but this is not what you should worry about. Break through the quasi-level knight as soon as possible." Locke said with a heavy heart, patting Memira's little head.

The talent of his apprentice is really much stronger than himself.

It has only been eight years since the cultivation of Dou Qi. It is already the strength of high-level servants. Although there are sufficient potions and instructions from famous teachers, but with such achievements, Memela's own potential and talent account for a large proportion.

If you continue to practice in this way, there will not be much of a problem for this girl to be promoted to the first level before she is thirty. Even the time of this promotion will be even earlier than that of Locke.

After the Yangtze River waves push forward, the apprentices are so good, and Locke is also quite relieved.

"Speaking of masters, among those Saiyan little guys, there are several more fighting strengths beyond one point, and their potential is too scary." Memila said something like that.

"Oh?" Locke was surprised when he heard the news.

"What is the combat power of Kakarot now?" Locke asked. Among the Saiyan children he knew, the potential of this little guy was the most amazing. He was also the first of all children to reach 1 combat strength. point.

"It's 3 o'clock now, and it's the strongest of those little guys." Memila said unpleasantly.

A person who has worked hard for eight years like this is not a high-level servant, and has a combat strength of 7 points. But the Saiyan child, now only four years old, already has the strength of a low-level servant. Why not let Memy Feeling unbalanced.

Nodded his head, Locke said, "The potential for this level should be due to his strong bloodline, plus one of his parents is a second-level creature. This explosive increase in strength is only temporary, waiting for it to grow up. In some cases, the improvement in strength is not so fast."

The adult of the Saiyan tribe is fifty years old, and before the fifties, the combat power reaches 10 points and the achievement level 1 can be called a qualified Saiyan warrior.

Don't look at these Saiyan children, now they have a combat strength of more than 1 point at a young age. Half of them will be in the future. Locke will wake up laughing when he achieves level 1 before the age of fifty.

Locke, Ashaer, Jelena, and others all had missions after the war and could not take care of Memila. Locke could only place her in her room.

The room of a second-level ground knight in the space fortress is quite luxurious, not only has two bedrooms and a living room, but also a secret room dedicated to the knights.

Of course, a room of this level is obviously far less than the magicians, but this has already satisfied most of the knights.

Locke's two bedrooms, one of them let him ask Ashaer to transform into a gravity room, so Memila can only sleep in Locke's own rest room.

"Food, water, and training materials are all here. You can also use the gravity room next door. If you are so bored, you can walk around the promenade of the space fortress, but don't go far." Pointing to his bedroom, Locke vs. Mei Mila said.

Before Locke finished speaking, Memila exclaimed, and then leapt to Locke's trauma. She comfortably put out a large font. Sure enough, the living environment outside was much better than the boring Shura field.

"Didi Di!" There was a brief message in the Knight Medal, which was the order of the Huiyue Army to gather.

After thinking about it, Locke put down two more superb energy spars in the bedroom, and once again instructed Memira to leave the room and walked to the mission hall of the space fortress.

After Locke left, Memila hugged the quilt on the bed and said intoxicatedly after taking a deep breath, "Master's room, Master's taste."

There was a faint blush on the girl's face, and finally he held Locke's quilt and fell asleep.

"Rock, long time no see!" As soon as he entered the mission hall, an acquaintance greeted Locke.

"Nina, it's been a long time." Locke nodded toward the female magician.

This female magician has long, flaming, wavy hair. It was Locke’s first friend he met in the city of Huiyue. Before that, they had signed a magic contract of cooperation with each other.

"You have to go out to fight this time?" Lock said strangely. In her impression, Nina worked more as the front desk clerk of the Huiyue Santa.

"Yes, the magicians have suffered too much damage, and the combat manpower is not enough." Nina replied unnaturally.

If she could, she would of course prefer to be her own clerk, rather than go to the dangerous alien battlefield.