Chapter 3158: the reason

This kind of situation is extremely rare, especially in the demon towns in the melee.
So I was thinking, the asylum in this town is probably not a simple character.
So after eating and drinking, and looking for a good hotel to rest, I deliberately went downstairs and got close to the hotel owner.
The so-called set is almost, but chatting, drinking and drinking.
Drinking is indeed the best way to get closer to people.
After three rounds of drinking, the boss was slightly drunk, and at the same time his thoughts were opened, the chattering box could not be restrained.
At this time, when I asked him about the asylum in this town, the boss blurted out: "Our town, that is the territory of the Eleventh Apostle."
"The Eleventh Apostle?" I asked puzzledly; "Who is it?"
"Huh? Don't you know the name of the Eleventh Apostle?"
I shook my head: "I come from the northern continent and I am not familiar with the customs of the southern continent."
"That's it." He nodded and said, "It's no wonder that the southern continent and the northern continent have never invaded the river, even if they don't know each other's patrons, it's nothing wrong."
"Anyway, the Eleventh Apostle has a respectful personality and a humble person. Even if he speaks his honorable name, he will definitely not be punished, hiccup..."
A burp of wine and a bad smell almost made me vomit.
The innkeeper smashed his mouth, swallowed, and said: "The honorable name of the eleventh apostle is the Holy One Michel."
"Holy?" I curiously asked, "Is it because the Paladin failed?"
The boss was quite surprised: "Hey? You know the profession before the first apostle became a god? I thought you didn't know at all..."
"Sorry, I misunderstood you. Actually, professional matters are only sent out by me. I really don't know anything about the Eleventh Apostle."
Frying my face with sincerity and speaking like this, the boss's last bit of wariness also disappeared with the guilt that he had just suspected of me.
Afterwards, while drinking wine, while holding the food, he told me about Michelle.
However, these things were all told by his grandpa when he was a child, and what his grandpa knew was all told by his grandpa's grandpa.
All in all, this is a legendary story about Michelle handed down from his family for generations.
According to the hotel owner, the Eleventh Apostle Saint Michel is not a native of the Devil, but an alien who opened the portal.
After coming to the Demon Realm, he was first ‘greeted’ by the natives, that is, challenged.
At the beginning, it was a challenge from the native humans of the Demon Realm. However, Michel was too powerful and beat the invading Demon Realm person to the ground, but surprisingly, he did not kill any of them.
But even if he didn't kill, Michelle's move still alarmed the local tycoon of the demon world—the apostle.
So a group of apostles headed by the second apostle launched a single challenge against Michel.
Facing the apostles who looked like gods, Saint Michel was not afraid, and fought them one by one. The result of the battle was beyond the expectations of the native humans in the Demon Realm. There were more than half of the apostles whom they regarded as gods. They can only draw with Michelle.
It was also after that war that Saint Michel was dubbed the eleventh apostle and allowed him to choose his own territory and set the land as the king.
The Eleventh Apostle, Saint Michel, was also unceremonious, marking a large area on the spot as his own territory, and he has lived here for a long time until today.
Because of the shelter of the Eleventh Apostle, Saint Michel, all the towns in the territory have a stable and good development. Even during the melee, the productive forces can still function and develop normally.
This is why the restaurants here, especially the large-scale and luxuriously furnished ones, will provide wealthy customers with emperor-like services.
Of course, the charges are also at the emperor level. Just that meal cost me one gold coin and dozens of silver coins.
Hearing this, I also echoed the hotel owner, saying Long live the Eleventh Apostle, and shouting ‘Evil Luxuryism’, and I started blowing to the bottle.
In the atmosphere, the hotel owner followed my example, blowing the bottle heroically.
But I'm fine, but he's done.
After a bottle of wine, he was completely confused, shook it twice, shook it twice, then fell drunk on the carpet and fell asleep.
Standing up and returning to the room, the blue witch was looking at the moon with her chin.
Approaching her, I asked in a low voice: "Can you feel the extremely powerful force in the body about to move?"
The blue witch didn't look back, and said with disdain: "How is it possible?"
"It doesn't seem to be a werewolf."
I murmured.
"Werewolf?" The blue witch curiously asked: "What is that? Is it a wolf-like person? I have seen this. Although they are very physical, they don’t know how to do magic. They can take a group of monsters in a few faces. Mission destroyed."
"The specific situation is almost the same as what you described" I said: "But the one I said is a little bit different from the one you said. The kind of werewolf I'm talking about transforms when you look at the moon, and is extremely powerful, but afraid Silver products."
"Then I haven't seen it," the blue witch said: "The wolves that I have seen that look like humans, as long as the attack is in place, they will die and they will not have the weakness of silver products... "
Having said that, she paused, and added: "Oh, yes, they are afraid of light attribute magic."
"It looks like a vampire," I murmured subconsciously.
"Vampire? What kind of monster is that?"
So I popularized the knowledge about vampires to the blue witch like a curious baby.
After listening to the blue witch, she tweeted, and said: "I have heard of humans who are joking, but like you said, the blood-sucking monster that can go to heaven and fearless except silver and light, I am I’ve never heard of it, but I’ve seen vampire bats that stretch out their wings more than two meters long. It’s terrifying, but it’s so weak that just a few magics will die. It’s a pity that I still wanted to Take it as a guard of the forest."
I have no objection to the idea of ​​the blue witch. After all, everyone has their own ambitions. While I like good looks, I also have to respect the blue witch’s behavior that doesn’t care about appearance.
Although beauty can solve many problems, it does not represent everything.
After a moment of silence, the blue witch asked in a questioning tone: "Did you drink?"
I was immediately embarrassed and explained the reason quickly.
After listening, the blue witch calmed down and looked at me expectantly, expecting me to tell her the conversation during this period.
In order to stop her, I had to repeat all the conversations during this period.
The blue witch heard it interestingly and asked me: "Do you think the eleventh apostle might come from the same place as you?"
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