Heroic Death System

Sankoh's gaze followed Ti until he disappeared. This man was the “culprit” of the Devil's camp after letting his former master, Osali, fail repeatedly.

According to the original development, after Osaari became a royal apostle, he still did not dare to face Ti Fang, so he secretly induced his friends around him, and in the task of sealing the Devil's Tree for the second time, Ti Fang was killed by that disgruntled friend.

Otherwise, with the strength and will of Ti Fang, one of the last warriors to seal the Tree of the Devil would surely be him.

Jean cannot arbitrarily assume that this man is Ravel because of a mole. But if he really is, then his own additional assignment is most likely related to this man. Assuming, of course, that he survives the main mission.

Jean-Claude retracted his sight and did not rush to meet this “good old man” for a long time. Anyway, just follow Cashier and the others will come out like bubbles. His role is to poke the black heart out and leave it in the sky.

“Shanko, it's been a long time.” Cassius walked out of the building in a refreshing manner, greeting Jean to go home with him.

You can braid the cord on your hand and put it on your pompous wrist before you get up.

The three of them had just walked to the front door of the school and found themselves surrounded by a bunch of people, as if two students were fighting. This is common in schools in Sangwu, where it happens almost every few days, so long as people are not maimed to death, the school simply closes one eye.

Who knows that the two students accidentally got into fights with each other and quickly evolved into squadrons on their own. pissed off, mastermind, belligerent, lively... all in one group.

Can't help but admire: what a passionate youth.

Just after the exclamation, this “passion” was cast onto him, not knowing who the sword was, suddenly came out of his hand and flew straight towards his face door.

Sangkou subconsciously protects the popopo, the long arm of the cashier extends, accurately grips the handle of the sword, and the blade grinds through Sangkou's hood, even when the sound of the fabric being broken is heard.

A few strands of blue silk fly gently with the sword, and the hood slides off, revealing the true face of the shank.

His face did not attract much attention, and everyone was watching the students' mixed battles. Only a handful of people looked at it more than a few times, one of them being the fall that had just come out of the corridor.

“Jean-Claude, are you okay?” Cashew threw his sword on the ground, unhappy: “These guys are getting more and more disgusting, and they're actually using force in front of the school, and they're not afraid to hurt innocent people. ”

“I'm fine.” Jean smiled carelessly.

“Then let's go.” Cashier put his hand on Jean-Claude's shoulder and smiled.

Ti looked down at the shadow of the two men going away, his eyes slightly dim.

Is that Osaari? Five years later, he came back? Looks a lot different, and... Ti frowned, he couldn't even hide a sword that flew out?

Forget it, none of this has anything to do with him, Till is not concerned about this matter. Although Osaari was in line with him, he did not have a good impression of the man, he was talented, self-respected and too obsessed with winning or losing. Tito focuses never on a person's strength, but on his character.

“Here we are." Cashew pushed open the far door and made a "please” pose.

This is an independent courtyard, with weeds in the courtyard, and obviously no one has cleared it for a long time.

As the protagonist of the world, Cashier did have a bit of a chill in the early days. But then he married Tita's sister, the little princess of the Saint Ya Empire.

“You can stay in this room.” Cashew takes Sankoh and Phuopo to the room next to the master bedroom, which is reasonably well furnished but dusty and spider webs gather.

"I think I need some cloth and a barrel of fresh water. ”

Cashier finally felt a little embarrassed when he touched his nose. Intentionally inviting people to stay in their own homes turned out to be such a shabby house.

You can put a cloth on your mouth and nose, and father and daughter start cleaning the room.

You can wipe the dust on a large area and sweep the spider web around the corner with a stick.

“Pop, call me if you see spiders scared.” Orders may be given.

He nodded, then waved the stick and began to look around for the “enemy” hidden in all corners.

After three hours of working together, the father and daughter finally turned this abandoned house into a clean little nest.

You can fork your hips with a great sense of accomplishment, and you can fork your hips with a great sense of accomplishment.

“Go, wash up.” A handful of copies of the plunge can be picked up and turned towards the bathroom.

“Hahaha.” Puppet laughed straight.

Cashier bought a bunch of ingredients from outside, heard the laughter of her father and daughter, couldn't help but lift the corner of her mouth and overflowed with tenderness in her eyes.

After brushing, you can still see Cashew, one busy in the kitchen, taking the initiative to join hands.

Cashew saw that he could handle the ingredients with skill, and asked casually: "Can you cook? ”

“Well, yeah, why don't I cook dinner for you today, and it's kind of in return for taking care of us for a while. ”

“Okay, I can't ask for it.” Cassius is like Montague.

Then, after tasting Sankoh's craft, Cashier never cooked on his own again...

On the three days of the holiday, Cashier walked around Wangcheng with Jean-Claude, during which Vidola, Yiu Yi, Fred and Amy all came to cross the door, and then the door turned into a meal, and the meal turned into a meal order. Unexpectedly, it provides a way to earn a living - selling boxes of meals.

Shanko's master-class cooking quickly conquered a group of teachers and students, but in a matter of months he was awarded a "Prince of Boxed Rice” Elegant.

This can only be said to be silent.

“What's that?” Ti Fall saw a circle of people around the forest road, standing in a familiar figure.

Quincy looked over there and smiled: "Don't you know? Recently, a delicious box of rice has been popular. The person selling the box of rice is called the 'Prince of the Box of Rice’ and should be the person opposite it. ”

“‘Box of rice, Prince'? Him?” Ti Falling eyes flashed a little stunned. Turn around again and look over there to make sure you're not mistaken.

An old genius, Ausari, one of the college's two stars, selling boxes of rice? Tita can't believe her eyes.

“What's wrong with you?” Quincy looked strangely at Tippe and said, “Speaking of which, didn't the ‘prince of rice box’ look familiar, as if he'd seen it somewhere? ”

Ti Fall: “…”

Students have graduated from previous classes, and now they can recognize Osaari, who, in addition to some senior teachers, are probably the only alumni who have been with him for the same period.

What is Osaari going to do when he returns to Dido in five years? You're not buying a box of rice, are you?

Ti Fang doesn't like this person very much, but sees the genius of the past fall so far, it is a little regrettable in his heart.

You can finish selling boxes of rice, pack your things, and get ready to go home. He makes only a hundred boxes of rice a day, priced very high, so that he is neither too tired nor profitable.

“Osaari. ”

Suddenly he heard someone shouting the name and looked back slightly, only a curly young man appeared behind him, staring at him with amazement.

I searched the memory of the original owner, but I didn't quite remember him yet.

“Didn't expect it to be true?” The curly young man showed an incredibly exaggerated look on his face, pointing to his trailer and asking, “When did you get back? Why would you buy a box of rice here? ”

With Osaari's strength, he was able to enter the Hall of the Brave and become an imperial officer with a title and a fixed income. If not, it's more than enough to be a noble guard or mercenary, which is better than selling a box of rice in any case.

Jean-Claude glanced at him: What's wrong with selling a box of rice? Do you know how nutritious Master's box is, how gorgeous it looks and how delicious it tastes? Anyone who eats a box of rice will be proud of it, okay? The name of the prince of boxed rice could even be a hundred centuries old, okay?

The curly young man could not say a word, but was furious: “I guess you don't remember me either. My name is Max. I was a defeated general in your ranks, and now I'm captain of the Royal Guard. ”

Sounds familiar.

Wait, Max? Isn't Max one of the seven warriors involved in sealing the Devil's Tree? Even though he didn't come back alive in the end, how could such a man break through the magic barrier? Isn't it true that only a warrior with a firm will, pure character and a strong faith can break through?

Where does this peacock look like a warrior? It's ruined, okay?

The curly young man found that Sankoh's expression seemed to have changed slightly and suddenly felt a sense of frowning and exhaling. “Do you want me to introduce you to a decent job when we meet? ”

“No, thank you.” A faint reply is possible. Since he was one of the seven warriors, he put up with it.

“You're welcome.” Max walked a few steps and looked up and down at Jean-Claude. “You look more handsome than before, but this strength...”

The footsteps float, the whole body is broken, not even a single force of faith can be perceived.

“Tsk, after you were defeated by His Highness Ti, did you completely lose faith?” A man who has no faith, or whose power is weak, can only be reduced to mediocrity. Some are born mediocre, while others are frustrated by their inability to withstand the shock.

Osaari was remarkable, arguably the strongest learner of the year, with no enemies other than Ti Fall. Today, he does not even have the power of faith, which is not merely dismal, but has completely abandoned his faith.

“No, I haven't lost my faith.” You can look at Max quietly.

“Really?” Max pulled out the knife between his waists and picked his eyebrows, “So what do we do? I would like to know exactly what kind of strength I have now to defeat my genius back then. ”