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Chapter 40. Wipe your face

"You killed...it?"

Heloise squatted in front of the body of Bandis. After observing for a long time, he turned his head and looked at Cyril, who seemed to be tired and still gasping for breath.

"A moment of luck." Cyril shook his head, "I was the one who almost died."

"You're really lucky." Heloise stood up, "They often appear in Derek Province, and I didn't expect there to be them here too."

"They? Are they still in the same group?" Cyril said in surprise.

But this time Heloise no longer gave a detailed answer, but simply wrote three words: "Bandis."

At this time, Caroline was already jogging out of the depths of the alley, holding a little baby's swaddle in her hands, and could hear the faint crying sounds in it.

Heloise sighed lightly and reached out to take the baby's swaddle from Caroline: "I will hand it over to Swipa."

The Swipa she refers to naturally Duke Swipa.

Cyril responded, continued to maintain his weak look, and pulled Caroline out of the alley. The entrance of the alley was already surrounded by people watching the fun. The mage girl in a long robe was waiting in front with anxiety. When she saw Cyril walk out, she exclaimed gently and then came forward:

"Mr. Wei, what happened? There are enemies here, are they undead, or?"

She said, and she pulled off a piece from her robe. The crisp hissing sound made Cyril suspect that Mia had pulled off dozens of silver terries.

But the girl herself didn't care about Yintri who had been torn off by her. She was already carrying a ball of warm water on her hands, so she submerged the fabric, and then gently landed on Cyril's blood-stained face.

"Ah, this is not..." Cyril also wanted to defend that this was not his own blood, but his opponent's, but the young girl, who had always been gentle, was extremely determined at this time and shouted softly: "Don't move."

Cyril stopped moving.

The little hand was holding a cool wet cloth and rubbing back and forth on his face. He looked at the girl frowned, as if he was very dissatisfied with the unclean blood stain. He was unwilling to increase the strength of his hands, so he could only repeat the wiping back and forth movements.

Until she put the blood-stained cloth into the space storage with some disgust and was about to tear off one piece from her robe. Cyril finally couldn't stand it and reached out to grab the girl's wrist: "No, no, no, just go back to the tavern and wash it later."

Mia didn't reply, staring at Cyril's wrist. Cyril then reacted and let go quickly, but heard the girl snorting, then turned around and held Caroline's little hand: "Cyril, let's go first."

The little girl responded frankly, and then she was pulled by Mia, squeezed out of the crowd and trotted away, like a rabbit escaping from the wolf's mouth.

Only Cyril was left standing there. After a while, there was a rustling sound in the alley, but Heloise Treville was holding the dead lady's body and baby in his arms. He tied the body of Bandith to his waist, and slowly walked out of the alley.

A sudden scream came from the people watching at the entrance of the alley, and someone shouted loudly:

"That's Mrs. Langway! Didn't she go to the early spring banquet? How could it be..."

Langwei...Cyril recalled that it was a less famous noble surname in Xiye City.

It seems that I am not so lucky that I am involved in the murder of the Duke-level lady.

The patrolling guards had arrived at the scene and drove the people away. The handover was taken over by Heloise Treville. The half-elf-like lady, who had always been taciturn, also maintained her usual habits at this time, showed off her badge, and then left by the guards.

Cyril, who left Heloise's sight, immediately put away his previous tired look and quickly returned to the tavern - of course, this was a disguise. The appearance of Bandis was obviously ahead of the times, and the Grey God Cult should have not yet entered the historical stage at this time.

The Grey God Cult is a very huge task, which can be traced back to its origin until 1433. In short, these Bandith steal babies in order to find more "Sons of God", and artificially create gods by seizing the power of faith.

It sounds incredible. You should know that most cults sacrifice pain and resentment to the evil gods they believe in in the form of bloody violence, so as to gain the power given by the evil gods.

Although the object of their belief is the evil god, it is similar to the god Danya, the god of nature, and the god of Nora, and they are all existing gods.

It can seize the power of faith, artificial creation, Danya is above, this is not taking Yuanchu Church seriously—

But in history, they succeeded. After La Rochelle experienced turmoil, the Grey God Cult emerged in 1448 and expanded rapidly. When the players began to conquer it, they unexpectedly discovered that its related tasks had actually been exposed to players two years ago, that is, in 1446. However, this is another story, at least far from Cyril at this time.

Wait a moment.

Cyril stopped at the door of the tavern, recalling the mission that appeared in 1446, and its location seemed...

It was on their only way to the royal capital.

That is, Derek Province.

"Mr. Wei! The hot water is ready!"

Mia's shouts floated out of the window on the second floor, and the door of the tavern was pushed open at this time. Alina walked out with a serious look on her face, looking at the blood on Cyril's body, her eyes full of guilt for dereliction of duty.

Then the blonde girl said seriously: "Mr. Adrien, I hope I will be present when you encounter such a battle in the future. Now, please follow me."

She led Cyril all the way to the room, and Mia and Caroline were both looking at each other with high alert. Cyril was slightly surprised - this was clearly the room where several of their ladies lived.

Should I let me take a shower here?

"Okay, okay, go out--the vines grow."

The elf lady smiled and looked at Cyril with a embarrassed look. She had never seen a half-elf boy like this. The staff on her hand lit up green, and vines grew out of thin air from the wooden floor, separating the wooden barrel and Cyril from everyone.

At this time, Mia realized what she had "prepared" and stomped her feet repeatedly, leaving a sentence "I'll buy new clothes for Mr. Wei", and ran out of the room.

Cyril did not until he heard Miss Misha hugging Elina and Caroline left the room, and closed the door, and then removed her bloody and smelly clothes and sank herself into the water.

Xiye City, Derek Province, Solconan—

He closed his eyes and presented the route he had originally planned in his mind, and then used his consciousness to gently turn the route in the vast Derek province to another.

Some are busy along the way.
Chapter completed!
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