Chapter 21:

"You are always so stubborn, don't want to be alone, we are companions..." Osmond held the crumbling shackles, gently raising his hand and holding the wound on his shoulder. The soft silvery rays shrouded the wounds of the cockroaches, allowing it to stop bleeding quickly, close the mouth, and disappeared in a flash. The pale face of the original pain and blood loss also recovered slightly.
The reluctant breath finally spit out. No matter how many times he experienced, he still couldn’t take it for himself. Until Osmond cured the wound in time, he began to speak on the line: I never admit that you are my companion."
For the awkward indifference, Osmond just smiled lightly, but indulged and connived: "Yes, it is my own entanglement, you can allow me to help you with treatment, it has helped a lot."
隋垣: "..............."
Alora: "Qi! Governance! Healing! I beg you not to be there, look at me and see me! I am dying! QAQ"
Listening to the sorrow of the woman, Osmond quickly flashed a trace of impatience, finally lifted the staff in his hand and gently waved at Alora. And then he licked his face and felt a powerlessness.
Alora, who was chased by World of Warcraft, finally sighed in the holy silver radiance, leaping high when he recovered, holding a beautiful backflip trunk, waving a long sword from the top. The slashing of the ground finally ended this small-scale battle.
After landing, Alora gasped, wiped the sweat on her forehead, and hated the body of Warcraft, and dissatisfied with his mouth, complaining: "Osmond, you It’s too eccentric. Nadred’s injury is so painful. I’m being chased by a monster here, but you don’t even look at me. The difference is not so obvious!

"Sorry, I sometimes can't use it with one heart. I can't take care of other things after seeing Nadred's injury." Osmond smiled softly, because according to people, he should treat everyone equally, so he thought for a moment. I didn't sincerely add a sentence. "Fortunately, you have not been injured. I will pay attention next time."
Ailola waved her hand indifferently. She just talked about it casually. The eye-catching person can see Osmond’s concern for Nadred at a glance. It’s almost impossible for others to insert. Go, though she is also Osmond had such a fascinating reverie of the girl's heart, but it was not a person who was not ignorant. He could only press the sway of the sway in his heart, and looked at Osmond's care for Nadred.
It’s a fool to do things with a teammate for unrequited love. A high-level companion is not easy to find. Aurora is very cherished for Osmond and Nadred.
... Moreover, who made her a half-way to keep up with the outsiders? Being left out is also no way, but Aroma believes that as long as she gets along, she will definitely let the two really accept her.
With a clenched fist, Alora walked quickly to Nadred's side, staring at him with bright eyes, and happily suggested: "Nadred, let me teach you martial arts!"
After a moment of squatting, I looked at Alora as I asked, but my expression was still indifferent, but it was already softened unconsciously. After all, I missed the first act of deepening my feelings. In order to continue the story, I had to work hard to make my characters have the opportunity to like Alora. This made him break his heart, not to mention Osmond. This guy is always dragging his legs!
"You haven't systematically learned martial arts, right?" Alora said. "I can see that when you fight, you rely on the instinct of the elves. If you can systematically study martial arts and combine talents. You will definitely be an amazing swordsman!"
His eyes flashed, and it seemed thoughtful, and it seemed to be slightly heart-warming.
"How?" Seeing the hesitation of Ao La, Alula eagerly asked, and tried to deepen friendship with his companions through this good idea. "I will definitely help you become a powerful swordsman!" Of course, I am definitely not amazing!"
I couldn't help but smack the corners of my mouth, revealing a smile that barely faded to almost no trace: "Well, I learn from you, but my goal is not a swordsman, but an assassin."
The slightly raised mouth of the arc softened the original ruthless face of the elf, and let him always look a little childish. The elves are a beautiful and beautiful race. They are the darling of the gods. They are the most precious jewels of nature. Although they have been living hard, they are malnourished, but this does not harm the natural beauty of the elves. A few pitiful pale and fragile.
Alora has some feelings. Osmond is more concerned about Nadred than anything he can't understand because he is healthy and "strong" from training martial arts. After all, seeing the scars on the skin that occasionally exposed under the leather armor, even she couldn't help but feel pity, and she would always take care of him a little more.
"Then, it's settled!" Alaola smiled brilliantly, raised her hand and patted Nadred's thin shoulders, and then Alisa licked her chest. "Assassin is an assassin, wrapped in Me!"
Osmond stood by the two people, smiling and watching them get along well, the look was gentle and gratifying, but when you look closely, you can find the gloomyness that shrouds the silk.
I have been carefully watching his 5237 slamming a chill, silently turning his sympathetic eyes to the collaborator who still knows nothing about it with the female owner Alora, and then gave him a candle.
- Please go all the way, Amen...
When Aurora taught martial arts, she was very serious, and because of the natural agility of the elves and his high learning ability, the Aurora, who was a teacher, was more interested in it. Everything in the meeting is poured into the head of the donkey.
With the gradual strengthening of the cockroach, he always has a scar from the face of Warcraft, and can easily be alone, and finally has a foothold in this world.
After he went to the plot to swallow up the source of darkness, I really wanted to interview Arola and ask her how she felt like a villain BOSS.
Thanks to the men and women, the journey of the villains that should have gone through a lot of hardships has now become a journey of justice. In the original text, the anti-Nadred should have been captured by unscrupulous traders, sold as slaves; spurned and trampled by the nobles; the unfortunate encounters of the elves were chased and so on, and the unfortunate encounters were lost. Instead, the protagonists helped others all the way. Health up: for example, to help seriously ill grandmothers take medicine, to help the villagers who are deeply affected by World of Warcraft to solve the scourge, to help the aristocratic people to resist, and so on.
I feel that this future villain, which should have deepened the anti-human anti-social blackening value on the road, has actually soared in moral values, and it is almost speechless.
All the way, good deeds and good deeds finally reached the black scorpion city on the verge of darkness. The three people were warmly greeted as soon as they entered the city. The head of the city was the city of Heihe.
The city owner is a glamorous royal sister, and can be regarded as the number one fan of Osmond, in the original text is also an important rival of the female owner Alora. Originally, she should have been in the late stage of the plot, Nadred took Arola, and Osmond was able to play when he followed up in the darkness, and gave Osmond Great help, but after Osmond arrived in the city of Hei, she naturally appeared in advance.
When I saw Osmond, the lord of the city, the sister-in-law, was very excited and enchanted and gave a big gift: "Welcome to the Black City, Osmond."
Osmond smiled and said that she didn't have to pay more, the city owner was carrying it up, and the gaze was filled with tenderness and sorrow. After watching Osmond for three seconds but didn't get any response, I was finally unwilling. Willingly moved to Alora, who was standing on his side and looking around curiously.
Probably the power of the original work, or the woman’s natural hostility towards the woman in front of the secret lover – and Alora’s is indeed a beautiful girl – the city owner hides the scrutiny and rejection under the smile:
This lady is... ...?"
"Alora, my current companion to travel together," Osmond said.
The city owner politely greeted Alora, no matter how dissatisfied in his heart, he would not be revealed in front of Osmond. Aluola was somewhat flattered and clumsily retired, apparently not familiar with the aristocratic set of etiquette, but also let the city owner's eyes sneak a scorn.
"Miss Alora can actually travel with the Son of the Son. It is really enjoyable." The city owner made a gesture of asking, and said with emotion, "If I am not responsible for the city, I really want to follow." The saint is about the adult."
Aola ignorantly squinted as the city owner moved, stupidly blinking: "The Son of the Son?"
"Yes, don't you know?" The city owner was a little surprised. "Osman is the Son of the Protoss!"
Alora opened her mouth and squinted at Osmond, who was still laughing. She couldn’t react for a long time—she thought she was a powerful Protoss, but she didn’t expect it to be such a big one. Speaking of it, why is such a noble person so approachable?
Seeing the look of Alora, the city owner raised her lips slightly, and if she had self-knowledge, she should know that she should keep a distance from the Protoss, and finally a little smoother, turning to look at Osmond, soft The voice said: "The Son of the Son, I have specially prepared a dinner for you to welcome you, I hope you can enjoy it."
Osmond owes a slight owe: "It's disrespectful."
As for oh... well, in this story, he played a good soy sauce.
5237: "It's really gratifying! It seems that the heroine's protagonist is still alive, and it easily pulls the hatred of the enemy! I really want to cry!"
Hey: "...your request is getting lower and lower..."
5237: "... Don't say so light and windy! Who is it that harms the soul!"
The author has something to say: I saw a lot of sisters say that they don't like the female owner of Alora, please believe me, give her a time, she will prove that she is also very !