Chapter 734: Is a good girl

The Nolan family is in a pub in the dark corner.
Today's semi-final has ended. The second game is to beat the white-horned deer into the finals with the advantage of the cast iron.
That is to say, the enemy that the Fuya Knights face tomorrow is the cast iron!
At this time, as a member of the Fuya Knights, Monet should have been training with the players.
But his sister ran to this house at this time... it looks like a cheap and dilapidated pub.
Claire said on the surface to meet the bishop of the Judge, but Monet knew... she came here to drink.

Is there no eggplant!?

"Yes! I will give you a roll right away."
"A second cup of ale!"
Claire manipulated the chaotic demon to force the body to order the waiters in the store to serve the wine.
Monet huddled silently in the corner of consciousness, because in her impression her sister was like this.
Her sister was a saint in front of her, but it was completely different from the holy sects who were full of honor and acting.
The only thing she does when she meets annoying or stressful things is drinking and smoking a tobacco called ‘solan.’
This kind of tobacco is very popular all over the world, but in most people's impressions, only males can smoke, but his sister has already smoked this thing when he was fifteen years old. She had a meal.
After the rush, Claire converges a lot, until the news that their parents are killed in the front line of the battlefield passed to Claire.
On that night, Monet remembered that her sister was sitting at the window at night, and her face was leaning against the side of the window. The expression on her face was like a lost god. One hand held the eggplant and silently swallowed smoke. Fog, all under the feet are empty bottles.
When she saw Monet, she shouted out the first time ‘I’m sure to avenge the father and mother. ’
Just as Monet was in the memory, the servant of the pub respectfully placed two large glasses of ale on the table, and a few rolls of locusts were placed at the hands of the chaotic demon.
Claire manipulated the body of the Chaos Demon and took out an inscription stone engraved with hot attributes, igniting the volume of the eggplant with skillful movements.
The front part of the eggplant burned with fire, and Claire let the chaotic demon's body take a deep breath, and a large amount of smoke inhaled the lungs of this chaotic demon and was spit out.
After doing this, Claire picked up the ale on hand and poured it directly. When she finished drinking the ale in the cup...
"Sure enough... nothing tastes," said Claire.
"Sister, we have now become the undead."
Monet whispered her sister, and she was in a bad mood since she returned from the semi-final.
"Is it fun to play with the enemy who killed his parents? Monet." Claire suddenly put down the glass and said, "When they know your true identity, do you think they will treat you as a comrade or friend?" ?"
It was Monet's silence in this moment, and during this time he really immersed himself in the honor of being a member of the Devils national team.
For the silence of her brother, Claire could only make a long sigh.
"I have contacted the bishop to hold a soul stripping ceremony tonight," Claire said.
"sister!"
Monet heard that the ceremony was in a panic moment. The body of this chaotic demon was too powerful. It was just that Claire could control the energy of her soul in a long time.
"I will kill all the demons by myself... Monet, you will be waiting for me at home as before," said Claire.
"Home?"
Even if Monet is dull, she understands that this time Claire is revenge with the consciousness of sacrifice. Even if she succeeds, the result she greets is the complete dissipation of the soul!
This kind of behavior that does not hesitate to pay for his soul for revenge, inexplicably makes Monet very... angry.
"Sister." Monet repeatedly shouted Claire once again, and then he used all his strength to say "What dissatisfaction you have with your life now!"
Monet's question made Claire stunned. This was the first time she heard her brother anger and questioned herself, and also angered Claire.
"Dissatisfied? Are you satisfied with the painful life under the shadow of the devil? And the devil killed our parents! Monet!"
"It’s not Miss Pestle who is killing our parents, nor is it His Highness!" What is the painful struggle?" Monet said that when the grievances were all released, it was called 'Sister’s every day. My computer is playing with resentment.'
"Since you have the magic net, your sister is very happy every day! I know! Every time I go to sleep, my sister still holds the magic net to see the magic net vision and listen to music! This is painful struggle. Life?"
Claire was picked up, and she ushered in the first time in her life that she said nothing but her brother.
"And I also know that your sister is actually interested in the demon three princes..."
"Shut up Monet!"
Under the circumstance of anger and shame, Claire shouted out loudly, and the excitement made her unable to control the body of this chaotic demon.
So that the body of the chaotic demon also shouted out the words of shutting up.
After the angry snoring appeared in the pub, the guests sitting in the pub closed their mouths in an instant, and the whole pub was in a dead silence.
Bad!
Claire realized her own gaffe.
The height and body of the chaotic demon will not be able to challenge the guests, but her move makes her look too conspicuous.
But there are still a lot of mercenaries in the pub. This sentence shuts them up and looks at the chaotic demon.
At this moment, the mercenaries suddenly stood up from the position and went to Claire.
Damn... Provocative reasons for them, so fight?
If it is changed to the usual state, Claire is not afraid of fighting, but the problem is that she now wants to meet the bishop of the heresy in secret.
The group of mercenaries took the wine glass and sat in front of the chaotic demon.
Claire made the Chaos Demon a fist in the dark, but the mercenary headed by the next second had some horrified smiles on his face.
"Are you the Scroo Master of the Knights of Fuya?!"
The mercenary problem caused Claire's question mark on his head, but Monet controlled the chaotic demon and nodded.
"Really Scroo Master! I am the Mori Snow Mercenary, the head of a mercenary group in the country of Frost and Frost, the black hook you used is really amazing! I feel that no hero can be under your anchor. Escaped." The light in his eyes resembled that Monet saw his idol.
"Ok."
Claire didn't understand the Holy Spirit at all, so she could only cope with the answer, but the mercenary's enthusiasm brought the enthusiasm of all the other mercenaries present.
"Master Scroo, I asked for your wine, I also play black hooks... Do you have time to teach me?" The mercenary asked cautiously.
No time to! Claire just wanted to open her mouth and refused her, but Monet controlled the chaotic demon to keep on styling, and Claire could clearly feel the excitement from her brother.
That's right... Clery remembers it, this is the first time she met someone who would admire her weak brother.