
In a grassy area near the mountain village.
Monica asks her servant girl to come back, and then holds hands with Reynolds as they walk along.
“Sister Reynolds, those guys went too far. This is not the first time either. I'll tell Uncle Miller and have Uncle Miller teach them a lesson. "Monica was so angry that her face was a bit red. Looking at Monica, Reynolds just smiled. "Monica, it's okay. Don't tell your Uncle Miller. ”
"But Reynolds' sister, they .." said Monica in a panic,
Reynolds shook his head. “These people are just angry because you are always with me. They envy me, okay? ”
Monica's face immediately flushed.
Seeing the embarrassed expression on Monica's face, Reynolds quickly felt that the hint of unhappiness he had just experienced was nothing. "Monica, for you, I chose to live in a mountain village. I knew these things would happen. Monica ... don't worry. I am still weak. As I grow stronger, they will not dare to do these things again. ”
“But it will take a long time. "Monica frowned.
Reynolds said confidently, “Trust your brother, Reynolds. I'll be fine . ”
Monica nodded obediently.
It has to be said that Reynolds is very good at chasing girls. Despite only getting to know her for a few months, Monica fell in love with this experienced, funny, and caring man, Reynolds.
Holding hands, the two quietly walked on the grass.
"If we could always be like this and walk together toward eternity, how wonderful would that be?" Monica leaned on Reynolds. Reynolds softly said, “Monica, let's get married. ”
"AH!"
Monica jerked her head as if she had been struck by lightning. Completely stunned, his face turned deep red. Reynolds laughed and looked down to look at him. "What, Monica? You don't want to? "Monica stammered for a while, then said with a frown," My mother would not agree. ”
"Why does your mother disagree?" Ask Reynolds.
Monica shook her head. “My book has very strict requirements. He originally said that only someone at Saint-level could marry me. After my father persuaded and persuaded her, she still said .. that my husband should at least be ranked ninth. My mother looked down on the weak. ”
Reynolds stunned.
"How could your mother .." Reynolds didn't know what to say.
Monica lowered her voice into a whisper. “Sister Reynolds, my mother is so cold. Only in front of me did he occasionally smile. Usually ...Even Uncle Miller was afraid of him. ”
Reynolds surprised. Reynolds had a vague idea of how powerful Miller was. His terrifying speed was something difficult for the warriors of the ninth rank who were hard to reach. In other words .. This Uncle Miller was at least ninth rank, or perhaps Saint.
The two chatted on the grass for a long time.
“Alright, it's too late. "Monica looked up into the sky. “I have to go back and have dinner. If I come home late, my mother will reprimand me again. "Reynolds nodded slightly, watching Monica as she left.
Monica's residence is one of the forbidden areas in the mysterious village. Other than some people like Miller who were granted entry permits, most of the villagers were not allowed to approach him. Of course .. Reynolds can't go there either, and he hasn't met Monica's parents.
Shortly after Monica left.
“Reynolds, you seem to be enjoying yourself. ”Five youths walk closer. Their leader had long golden hair, like a lion, and a handsome and rough face. Looking at these people, Reynolds knew that today would not be a good day.
The young man's name is Videle [Vi'de'li]. He is one of the leaders of the younger generation. Despite being only forty, he was a warrior of the eighth rank.
For those powerful warriors and magi, their lifespan was usually quite long, at least three or four centuries. Forty is young enough.
"Reynolds, I warned you last time to stop bothering Monica. "Videle stared coldly at Reynolds. “A man should know his limits. Punk, how can you be worthy of Monica? Monica's parents were both Saints. And what are you? "
Reynolds. He knew that Monica's father was a Saint, but this was the first time he had heard that Monica's mother was also a Saint.
“Dad brother Videle is a Saint as well. He and Monica are a good couple. You punk outsider, what kind of person are you? ”The youngsters also cursed Reynolds. These youngsters could not bear to see an outsider taking their daughter.
“Brother, help this punk learn the lesson. "Say Videle coldly.
The four youths nearby immediately stormed together, while Reynolds continued to retreat .. and then immediately turned around and started running towards the village. But he was a magus; how could he compete against warriors in speed? In a short moment, he caught up.
Instantly, punches and kicks began to land all over his body. His face was not hurt at all. These guys are pretty clever, saving their attacks for Reynolds' body. But the rules of the village were strict; the villagers were not involved in the massacre together. Fighting was fine, but if someone were to be killed, those youths would definitely do it.
This is the reason Reynolds survives.
He knew that these people would not dare to kill him.
…
"Creaac. "Reynolds opened the door. At this moment, a burly neighbor laughed, “Reynolds, are you back? Hrm What's wrong? You seem to have trouble walking. Did it hit you again? ”
Reynolds forced a smile. "Sister Field [Fei'er'de], I'm fine. ”
In the village, there were still some very nice people to Reynolds. This was mostly an older crowd. Because Reynolds has such a good character, many people like Reynolds. Field was one of the most concerned about Reynolds.
“Reynolds, in the future, do not go out too often. Maybe you can help at my gun shop. As long as you are with me, I want to see who dares to try and harass you. ”Kata Field repeatedly.
"Thank you . "Reynolds forced a smile as he entered his room.
His life in this village is very difficult.
But Reynolds never thought of leaving him. Every time he was humiliated, Reynolds would think of Monica. This was the only reason why he was able to survive.
"Bos ... Second Bro ... Third Bro .. Who knows when I can see you again?" Reynolds could only think of his dear friends. And then, he closed his eyes and started meditating. In the past, he had never trained so hard before, but he knew that the only way he would be allowed to leave the village was if he reached the top ten in the annual tournament.
… .
The sky is bright and blue. Linley flew nimbly through the sky, with Bebe by his side. Beneath them were the earth and the boundless city that looked the size of a fist. They leave during the day. Just by using the Windshadow spell, in the afternoon, Linley had arrived at the southern part of the Anarchist Land.
Linley could easily find that huge mountain about a hundred kilometers south of Southmount City.
“This small mountain village is truly mysterious. "Flying into the air above the mountain valley, Linley stared at the quiet little village below. Linley instructed Bebe, "Bebe, don't use your spiritual energy to scan them. Let's just get off. ”
Bebe sneered, “Bos, I understand. It is very disrespectful to use spiritual energy to scan other Saints, right? ”
Linley nodded slightly.
It was actually no big deal if the strong Saint used his spiritual energy to scan the weak Saint, but Linley had interacted with Miller before. According to Miller...there are several Saints within this mysterious village, and in particular, they have a 'God' among them.
Someone that even Miller referred to as a 'God' was obviously someone that was much stronger than Linley.
In a place like this, it was better to be a little humble.
Before Linley even had a chance to fly down, suddenly, a human figure shot into the air at high speed. That was Miller. Miller's face was smiling. "Haha, brother Linley. You came . This is amazing. As soon as I returned, I began to wonder to myself when you would come, brother Linley. ”
"Miller, you're really strong. As soon as I came, you noticed me. "Said Linley in surprise.
Neither he nor Bebe used their spiritual energy, yet they had been discovered so quickly. It's really scary. Miller laughed at himself. "Linley, I'm not tough like that. When you arrived, His Majesty found you and spoke mentally to me to let me know. ”
"Talk to you mentally?" Linley looked at Miller in surprise.
They are not masters and companions of wild animals. How can they communicate mentally? At most, Saints would be able to reach the level of using spiritual energy to broadcast their locations or to scan people. There was no way one could use spiritual energy to communicate.
"You and I are incapable of doing so, but that does not mean His Majesty is incapable of doing so. Miller laughing.
Linley became even more curious about this mysterious expert.
Suddenly, another human figure flew towards them at high speed. It was someone with fiery red hair and a domineering aura that made Linley feel surprised. This guy should be very strong.
"Miller, is this the genius, 'Linley', you mentioned?" The red-haired man looked at Linley, as if staring at some sort of rare specimen.
Miller immediately made an introduction. "Linley, this is my good friend, Livingston [Li'wen'si'dun]. He trained in the Elemental Laws of Fire, and was on par with me in power. "The red-haired man nearby hurriedly said," What do you mean, on par with you? Miller ... When you fight with me, you always dodge here and dodge there. If you are so tough, take me! ”
Linley started laughing.
"That's Livingston for you. "Miller laughed too.
Livingston glanced at him, then laughed towards Linley. "Linley, although I rarely leave the village, I've heard of you for a long time. You're only twenty-seven .. oh, twenty-eight years old now, right? ”
Linley nodded.
“I'm so ashamed to die. I'm over a thousand years old. "Livingston said as he laughed mockingly at himself.
"useless. Very useless. "Bebe's voice sounded.
Livingston and Miller stared at the small 'Bebe' on Linley's shoulder. When they did, Miller's face suddenly changed and he said in surprise, "Linley, is this a Saint-level magical beast that defeated Haydson?"
"Truly me, Bebe!" Bebe arrogantly raised his small head upwards.
Miller laughed and nodded, then said to Linley, "You came at the right time. Today, we hold our annual village tournament. Livingston and I are responsible for managing it. Soon, the tournament will begin. Linley, look with us. ”
"Village tournament?" Linley grew interested.
Linley, Livingston, and Miller all flew down, while Miller introduced some details about the village tournament. Hearing more and more, Linley was quite astonished. This mountain village was really very tight, for them to make it so difficult for one to leave the village.
In the empty area to the east of the mountain village, almost all the villagers were gathered. Thousands of people were there, filling the tournament field to the brim.
In the village, this annual competition is one of the biggest events of the year. Since so many people were participating, each tournament would require a lot of time. In general ... The Saints will be officers for the first day competition.
"Lord Miller and Lord Livingston have arrived. ”
The thousands of people stared at the sky as the two human figures flew at high speed. They immediately recognized Livingston and Miller. Although the mountain village had many experts and some experts of the ninth rank, producing a Saint was extremely difficult. Centuries might pass without a single new Saint appearing. Thus, everyone in the village was greatly amazed at Miller and Livingston.
"Hey, who's the king who flew with Lord Miller and Lord Livingston?" Many villagers are confused.
Reynolds, standing in the middle of the crowd, just stood there, stunned as he stared at the familiar figure. The man chatted and laughed with Miller and Livingston .. "Three, Third Brother?" Reynolds' eyes were filled with disbelief.
But Linley was busy chatting with Miller and Livingston. How could he have noticed that among these thousands of people, Reynolds was present?