Chapter 201

When the crisis was over, Orianna and anheim began to cover the patrol and return with the bodies of the victims; Rohr was led by his deputy and his officers and returned from the other direction.

In this conflict, a total of 5 people died and more than 10 people were injured on the human side. It can be regarded as a rather embarrassing record to kill only one other person.

Although major Anderson was unharmed, his face was always ugly. He knew very well that without the support of extraordinary people, his side would probably be destroyed by the whole army.

Can't even the latest weapons fight the extraordinary?

He stroked the new rifle in his arms with a heavy heart.

On the way back, Rolle discussed the situation with Orianna:

"Did that guy die so suddenly? Or did he die in smoke?"

"Yes, thanks to Mr. Rawl's timely support, otherwise, I may encounter an accident..."

Olliana deliberately answered with that soft voice, maintaining her image of a weak woman who needs to be protected in Rolle's eyes.

Rolle was puzzled by the result, which completely did not meet his expectations. He just planned to involve the enemy's attention so that Orianna could take the opportunity to escape. As a result, the goods died?

Is he not as good as an ordinary leaf?

Or is it that the profound meaning of this move is not as unbearable as I expected, and it still has a certain power?

Rawl thought about it in his heart and planned to study the profound meaning of this move later.

He then asked:

"By the way, shouldn't you rest in the tent? Why do you suddenly appear on the battlefield? In fact, you are also an extraordinary, aren't you?"

Rolle felt that he had found the truth.

During the last imperial capital attack, Orianna was able to devote herself to the battlefield bravely. If she didn't have some skills, it would be impossible to rely on courage and blood alone.

And she knows very well about the extraordinary field, which is completely beyond the scope of a history teacher.

Plus this time, it basically makes rolle sure that the other party is an extraordinary person, and the level will not be too low.

How to say, there should be a level of 5 and 6?

On the other hand, olliana hesitated for a while before carefully answering:

"I am indeed an extraordinary..."

She also knew that she couldn't hide it, and planned to confess to rolle.

Husband and wife should have been honest and open. In fact, she wanted to talk to rolle for a long time, but she didn't find a suitable opportunity.

"I didn't expect it!"

Rolle nodded and continued to ask in his head:

"Then what rank are you?"

"Ninth order."

Orianna still answered truthfully.

But the result was a series of laughter from rolle.

"Hahaha, Mr. Orianna, you are so humorous!"

"If you are a ninth order saint, how many orders should I be? 12? 13?"

Rolle thought Orianna's statement was very outrageous.

Because in her own opinion, the little girl is really good at cooking, not as good as her daughter, let alone compare with herself.

He felt that he should have no problem dealing with both Orianna and could bully her casually.

If the ninth order Saint had this strength, would the world have been destroyed long ago?

Moreover, according to his understanding, the average age of extraordinary people above level 8 is over 60 years old. For example, head zakun was promoted to level 8 at the age of 68.

The Ninth level strong man, according to some leftover information collected by the gray ghost, the youngest saint of inflammation is over 90 years old.

Orianna is a little girl in her twenties, no matter her appearance, figure or style of behavior?

This is hard evidence that can't be disguised.

So Luo Erquan thought that Oriana was telling jokes to herself.

He then conveyed his analysis and judgment to Orianna, especially the important evidence of age.

After hearing this, Orianna couldn't laugh or cry for a moment. She didn't know how to refute it.

Forget it. Anyway, the husband is the master in the family. If he always argues, it will lead to disharmony between husband and wife.

But rolle was wrong, took Orianna's concession as her embarrassment and shame after her Sahuan was exposed, and comforted:

"It's okay, it's okay. It's normal for girls to be vain. It's just a matter of rank, but it's very serious. Don't joke about it at will."

"So, what's your real rank?"

In the distance, Orianna showed her wife's stubborn helpless smile facing her husband, gently shook her head and replied:

"Should it be level 4.5?"

She gave a straight 50% discount.

Now rolle was satisfied and continued:

"That's right. At your age, there are four levels in your 20s. In fact, you are already very strong. When I was in my twenties, I just started fencing and didn't even pass the first examination..."

Then, he simply chatted with Orianna about his past years. He failed in the assessment and failed to protect the small mountain village. He could only pick up a little Cori and raise her as his own daughter. He regarded her as the salvation of life.

If it were normal, Rolle probably wouldn't talk about this. He subconsciously regarded the events of that year as black history and didn't want to mention them to others.

Although there may have been some accidents in the assessment and he went in the wrong direction, he really saw the people in that village die miserably under the claws of the devil. He sat and watched the weak killed and failed to do anything. He was still full of guilt and remorse.

He is willing to take the initiative to mention this black history to Orianna, perhaps because this kind of thinking exchange makes the two people seem closer. Many unspeakable words can be smoothly conveyed through ideas.

Maybe it's because he really likes Orianna and is willing to tell her about the past.

On Orianna's side, she listened silently, and her mood was somewhat complex, including happiness and comfort, sadness and sympathy, and some regret.

Naturally, it was because rolle took the initiative to confide in her and talked about her past, which showed that the relationship between the two had made great progress, and they were already very loving and trusted husband and wife.

Sadness and sympathy, of course, are also due to Rolle's experience. Such conscious communication can make her clearly feel Rolle's remorse and guilt, and fully experience his pain at that time.

As for the regret, the occasion and environment are not quite right. It is clear that he has just won back, but he suddenly talks about these sad and sad topics, and he is not around him, otherwise he will be able to give his husband a real comfort with a warm and broad mind

But it doesn't matter. There must be many such opportunities when you get married in the future.

Ariana believed in this.

As the teams on both sides gradually returned to the camp and met, the private communication between rolle and Oriana came to an end for the time being. Rolle took the initiative to interrupt. After meeting, he said this kind of whispering. It felt like a private conversation between lovers. It was very embarrassing.

Besides, he has other business to deal with at the moment.

"What? The enemy of that group is gone?"

Lol hid under the mask and looked surprised. He pressed his deputy truffle's shoulder and asked:

"So many people can be released?"

In fact, he didn't forget the elves who launched the attack. On his way back, he contacted his deputy with a portable telegram and asked him to arrange the nearest secret post outside to track the escaped fish.

Rolle is inevitably disappointed and angry about this.

But in fact, these things should have been done by major Anderson and Orianna. Rolle also reminded Orianna. As a result, neither of them cared much about it?

Rolle had no command over them. If they didn't do it, they had no choice but to arrange their own department.

After all, he is responsible for tracking down Elven spies. The main responsibilities of olliana and major Anderson are Archaeology and protection. They are not their own work, and there is no way to cooperate.

This is an ordinary bureaucratic malady.

As a result, I missed the opportunity and let people run away.

When I saw major Anderson again, I saw his face pale and haunted. It seemed that he had suffered some psychological trauma. I didn't talk to roldo about this problem, but I frankly admitted my dereliction of duty and was willing to bear the corresponding responsibility.

Olliana's reaction was even more strange. She didn't pay attention to these elves at all. Her face was even filled with some strange excitement. Her eyes looked at rolle strangely, as if she was going to eat him.

Rolle didn't say much, so he had to let his subordinates continue to pursue, and he would pursue himself.

Then he looked back and found that not only did he let the Elf Spy run away, but also his little donkey and little milk cat.

How to catch up now?

But to his surprise, although he didn't speak to the little donkey and the little milk cat, the two little things understood the owner's mind, gave full play to their subjective initiative, and had found the elf reconnaissance team.

But all they found was the body.

And it's an incomplete body

Two monsters, ferocious and curious in appearance, are on the ground, feasting on the bodies of those elves.

They have pointed heads and two pairs of slender pincers, and their upper bodies look like lobsters with a pair of pincers; The lower body is the limbs of canines, which looks like a mixture of lobster and wolf.

These are the descendants of two evil gods.

Those elves fell to the ground in all directions. Everyone was in a posture of covering his head with both hands. His face was full of pain. He died of typical symptoms of mental pollution.

They first withdrew from the battlefield, spared the long way, and planned to encircle the human patrol from behind. As a result, they were on the way and were held down by a sudden threat. When they came back, the battle was over.

The elf captain knew that Bessie's leader was completely dead, looked at the red figure still hanging in mid air, and gave a very decisive order to retreat.

They plan to leave along the route of the patrol, then turn halfway and continue to hide back to the big snow mountain.

This route is a little dangerous, because the human team must return by this way.

However, if the speed is fast enough and is not found by humans, it is the safest route. Humans probably will not think that they dare to go in this direction and will not track in this direction.

The elves' racial talent and environmental adaptability make them move much faster than humans on the plateau, so they have a good chance to escape this disaster.

They almost succeeded, passed the road that both sides would take at a faster speed than humans, and successfully set foot on the mountain road into the snow mountain.

But at the intersection, they ran into these two lobster monsters.

The elf captain didn't want to wait to die. He also wanted to try to resist.

But when the mental pollution hit like a raging wave, he fell down without resistance. After a little struggle and scream for a moment, he stopped breathing.

This silent spiritual attack is more terrible and ferocious than the extraordinary.

When the little milk cat smelled something wrong in the air and came slowly with the little donkey, the bodies on the ground had been eaten incomplete and out of shape.

The lobster monster had a pair of fly like compound eyes on its head, looked at the little donkey and the little milk cat, and sent out a series of silent screams from its mouth full of fine rows of teeth.

They release mental pollution again.

But the little donkey and the little milk cat were not affected. They just stared at them very vigilantly, and some didn't know what to do.

After all, they are just weak pets. They usually follow rolle. Rolle has solved any troubles and dangers. This is the first time that they face such a terrible opponent independently.

It's definitely not good to run away. Once you turn around, the opposite side will rush forward without hesitation. The little donkey still knows this truth.

She could only slowly turn her head and put her mouth to the cloth pocket hanging on her stomach, where there was a sweetheart fruit sent by ADA before.

As long as she can chew, she can change back to the form of a beautiful girl, so she won't be afraid of these two monsters.

At first, everything went well. The lobster monster didn't seem to care about her little move. She smoothly put her mouth close to her pocket and rolled up the sweetheart fruit with her tongue.

The little milk cat also slipped into the pocket from her head, pulled the edge of the pocket with a pair of furry claws, and only dared to show a pair of eyes.

Although the sweetheart fruit has been obtained, it still takes time to chew and digest.

But at this time, the lobster monster seemed to have seen through the reality of the little donkey, raised his pincers and rushed at her.

When the little donkey was frightened, he was stunned and forgot to run away. He could only see that the two terrible demons were getting closer and closer to him.

When the pincers were about to touch her neck, the movements of the two demons suddenly stopped, and the body became a mosaic one after another, scattered all over the ground.

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