Vol 3 Chapter 82: He will definitely come back!

It was getting dark, the swimming fish sank to the bottom, and the tired birds returned to the warm nest for a rest. [138 看 网.] Starting from the sun and dying at sunset, this is the objective law that most living things in the world adhere to. Of course, the same is true of human beings as primates.
However, in the forest west of the Shiwanda Mountain, there is such a group of people who are constantly busy. They are called the Grey Clothes Army. They do not have a fixed home and are still being pursued, so it is impossible to follow the laws of nature on a regular basis.
At this time, a young girl in a white robe walked through the forest. I can see that she is very popular, and from time to time someone will say hello to her. A kind old man, a childish child, a courageous young man ... She seems to be able to remember their names, scream and respond with a smile, stop and chat happily with the person you are greeting.
Go to the center of the team like this, where the crowd is dense, and the guards are faintly guarding the periphery. However, the young girl was not blocked in any way, chuckled and greeted, and was put in.
Finally, she stopped by a middle-aged woman who was drinking the soup slowly. It should be to avoid disturbing the other person's eating, so the girl didn't say anything. However, the middle-aged woman saw her first and smiled and held the soup bowl: "Johia, are you here. Um, did you eat?"
"Eh, I've eaten it. Sorry, Aunt Luosha, bother your dinner." The girl spit out her tongue and said softly.
"It's not a big deal. There are too many things more important than dinner." Luo Sha waved her hands with a smile, then lowered the soup bowl and stood up, "Go, accompany me to look around."
"Um." Johija nodded.
"Haha, is the leader of Losa going to take our chief magician, Miss Josiah, for a walk?" The old man in armor didn't get angry and walked over and laughed.
"Old General Omon, come again ..." Josiah pouted,
"Haha, Josiah doesn't need to worry about him. You are indeed the chief magician. Yeah, well, now it's intermediate!" Locha chuckled softly.
"Uh, intermediate?" Ou Meng heard it for a moment, then rejoiced, "Great, worthy of being a genius magician. Congratulations, Johia. Alas, if you come to the wizard, one day, we are gray army There is just one more strategic figure! "
The so-called strategic level means the existence of war situations to a certain extent. In fact, if used well, a wizard can control the outcome of a small battle.
"Uh, Magister ..." Josiah opened her mouth, and said helplessly, "Old General Omon, you think too much."
The Magister is indeed powerful, but it is not a matter of night to want to be like this. You know that magic is also a bottleneck, and every upgrade is a small pass. One of the biggest bottlenecks is the stage where the great magician transitions to the wizard. This requires bad timing, luck, and so on. Take Sethman, for example. He is the beginning of a great magician, and is now close to 70 years old. You know, he entered this level ten years ago, but it hasn't changed at all.
Of course, magicians also have a unique advantage that they generally live longer. So there are many magicians who grow up levels like this year after year.
After chatting with veteran General Aumont, Locha took Josiah out. People along the way are not strange. You must know that after coming to the Grey Army headquarters from Josiah, it may be because of fate, or for some other reason, Luo Sha often took her around.
This kind of movement is very casual, sometimes it is a walk after a meal, sometimes it is to visit various departments to observe. What was said in the meantime was piecemeal, and some were just gossiping and joking. Sometimes Locha also explained to her the reasons and the reasons for doing so.
"Oh, right." After chatting for a few words, Luo Sha seemed to think of something, "Josiah, you read the promotional banner you wrote last time, um, very good. After the siege, we will Go to townships and cities for distribution. But there are some inside. I changed it slightly. "
"The purpose of our Gray Army is to fight for the rights of civilians. But some things we do n’t need to say are very dogmatic. Well, we do n’t want to teach civilians to believe, but to teach them to think. What we understand, in Belief comes only when you fight for it. "
"Teach them to think ... well, I remember!" Josiah repeated a few silent meditations and nodded vigorously.
"Oh, the magician's mind is so good, I heard you almost remember the names of most people in the team," Locha said jokingly, and then said, "In fact, these words are already ... Uh."
Having said that, Losarton looked a little hesitant.
"Did someone say it to me?" Josiah blinked, then shrugged easily, "Yes, when Tang and I said something, I later wanted to think for myself."
Josiah didn't know that Tang En wasn't here, and he was about to burst into tears. How could he let Johsiah think about it, he just flickered over his head and couldn't continue, or he knew it but didn't know why, so he always had to be inscrutable ... man, always It ’s about saving face.
"Well, do you know?" Locha looked at Josiah. "Since I joined the Grey Coat, there have been many companions fighting with me. Some people are still there, some people are unfortunately sacrificed midway, each one I will be very sad when someone dies ... Some time ago, I was worried that you would be depressed because of Tang's affairs. Well, sorry, I can only deal with that matter, I hope you don't blame me. "
"Blamed you? How could it be! The situation was really chaotic at the time, and the wrong order was inevitable. Later, Mr. Bole also apologized like me. And ..." Josiah looked up with firm eyes, "And I didn't I don't believe Tang will die. He is so powerful that he will come back sometime. Well, he will! "
"..." Looking at Confidence Josiah, Lothar opened his mouth, and finally stopped talking, turning his hands and fists in front of his chest. "I hope so, let us pray for him together."
"Huh!" Johia nodded, and bowed her head in prayer.
For a moment, after praying, the two looked up and smiled.
Suddenly, Locha said in a serious way: "Josiah, I ask you a question, well, very seriously."
"Oh, you ask." Josiah took a serious look.
"Do you believe Don so much, do you like him?" Losa stared at Johsia with a big stare.
"Ah! Uh ..." Josiah opened her mouth momentarily, petrified with a serious expression, and then turned back and pouted, "Aunt Luosha, you ask this question again ..."
"Haha, it must be, you blush!" Luo Sha smiled secretly, squinting.
"No," Johia argued, reaching out and covering her face. "It's too shameful of the question you asked."
"Oh, this ..." Locha nodded slightly, guessing, "Is that Borg? Well, I often see you together recently. Oh, too, Borg is indeed more handsome than Tang En."
"Uh, no." Josiah flushed, hands crossed, "Borg came to me for work, and he taught me something."
"Not him? Um, who is that? Tell Auntie, Auntie will take care of you. If I think so, I will create opportunities for you."
"..." Josiah froze and turned away decisively, "I ignore you!"
Ran to a place more than a dozen steps away, bowing and saluting: "Goodbye Auntie!" After that, he turned away.
"Ah, don't go ... haha ​​..." Luo Sha kept covering her mouth and chuckling, as if she had succeeded in mischief.
For a moment, Luosha stopped her smile, looked around, and hummed to the back of the team. There was the position of the logistics department. "Fucked, I should ask again later. Now I can only go alone."
"She really looks like you when you are young." The bland voice, the simple man with no sense of presence, emerged silently from the rear.
"Well, yeah." Luo Sha seemed to have known this for a long time, without panic.
"So, are you going to choose her as your successor?"
"Why, why do you think so?" Luo Sha was slightly surprised.
"You're teaching her step by step, aren't you?" The man holding the sword calmly said.
"Teach her something, but ..." Luo Sha shrugged. "But I'm not old yet. I'm going to choose a replacement so soon. You're cursing me."
The man holding the sword nodded: "Yes, it's not needed yet."
"That said, huh?" Luo Sha frowned slightly, regaining her ability to move to the left, where the old General Oumen was hurriedly coming.
"You need it to go away ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Unfortunately you won't ..." The man holding the sword looked at Luo Sha's back and sighed silently.
The old General Omon stepped over there and hurriedly said, "Leader Luosha, scouts returned, and a large number of lord soldiers were found in front of them."
"Lord Soldier?" Locha stunned.
"Well, that's the idea, this should be the chase of the previous lords. No wonder the legionnaires behind them are not chasing after them, they want to pinch us on both sides here." General Omon kept whine Sighed.
In fact, this is not a big deal. Before they received the sixth official siege from Bran, they knew that there were lord soldiers involved. But those lords are those who listen to the tune and not the proclamation, so they won't try their best to make an order. It turned out that, as they expected, the soldiers sent by the lord were all old, weak, sick and rogue. When the team moved before, no team was planted in their hands. Who knew it was a scourge now.
"Let's go back to the command!" Luo Sha said decisively.
............ To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to recommend it to registered members of literature. Your support is my greatest motivation.