Chapter 208

The experience of lukaccia made the villagers sigh and feel the same.

According to the current standard, he should have reached the top of level 14, reached the extraordinary limit and peak, and even hope to pursue the final detachment.

However, the root of God's wartime illness changed his fate, and finally turned his detachment into the final liberation.

He did not completely lose his mind in the end, which is undoubtedly a kind of pain, which means that he has witnessed his irreversible degeneration from beginning to end, but there is no way, just like a terminally ill human waiting for death in despair.

Fortunately, Rolle appeared in time. It was not too late for an immortal God.

"Well, well, don't think about so many unhappy things. We won't be so miserable in the future. At least there is the village head, isn't there?"

"Why don't you continue to watch the village head take risks?"

The neighbors who planted potatoes remained optimistic when they were adventurers, trying to ease the atmosphere at the scene.

But sweetheart fruit neighbors questioned.

"Although what you said is reasonable, the village head's adventure is too boring. Is this the only thing arranged in the temple?"

"Cough... This... I'm not considerate enough..."

Ah Da coughed twice and quickly picked up the pot.

In fact, there are no demons entrenched in the temple. This place is special. There are no things that attract demons. On the contrary, they will feel fear and panic and will not approach.

The skeletons that rolle met that would commit suicide and the ghosts who were scared to flee were put in by ADA later.

In fact, he was going to put some magic objects with a little strength in the temple to make the village head have more fun and input.

But the adventurous potato neighbor suggested:

"It's no use tossing about those. It's the process rather than the result that matters. As long as you can maintain the due sense of ceremony, you don't have to stick to the specific details..."

"Even if you throw that group of people in the village, it's hard for the village head to have fun. It's not simple. A skeleton suddenly pops out of the coffin. It must be stimulated by a bound demon."

ADA thought what he said was very reasonable. He really didn't think about it.

There is probably no magic thing in the world that can make the village head really enjoy himself.

It's troublesome to spend your time and energy catching a weak thing, and you have to spend your mind to bind it and prevent it from running around. It's also easy to leave a horse's foot and expose your existence.

If he wants to arrange the things in the temple quietly, he must be as low-key and secret as possible, and can't always think about tossing around blindly.

So in the end, he just put some weak dead creatures in with the help of the six brothers carrying the coffin. This kind of thing is not easy to be perceived by the extraordinary, but can still create some surprises.

Anyway, what matters is the process and sense of ceremony.

After knowing his arrangement, other villagers also watched Rolle's live adventure with great expectation to see if their village head would be frightened by these little things.

It would be very interesting if ror had any panic, scream and other reactions. This is a valuable black history of the village head.

Unfortunately, the dead creatures arranged by Ah Da are too weak. They are also very timid and sensitive. They are scared to flee everywhere when they see living people.

This kind of goods doesn't know the power of Rolle at all. As long as it's a living person, it can scare them away.

Naturally, the villagers were disappointed and could only discuss another topic:

"Speaking of it, the village head explored the following layers, but finally chose to leave only seed bottles and teeth... Does that mean that these three are the most powerful in the village?"

Of the 12 sacred objects that ADA borrowed as sacrifices, eight were hidden in the lower temple, three in the upper temple, and one was not put in temporarily, that is, the corn man borrowed his pocket watch.

This thing is too different from the painting style of other sacred objects. It is not suitable to be placed in the relics of a thousand years ago. Moreover, it may be used later. It was left by ADA.

The eight sacred objects hidden in the lower temple have all been found by rolle.

What even Orianna couldn't distinguish was accurately found one by one by rolle, which made the villagers who watched the live broadcast feel magical.

You know, Rolle doesn't even have perception, and doesn't know anything about sacred objects. He is also a layman to archaeology.

In this regard, fat man and sweetheart fruit speculated that rolle should give up perception in exchange for some special intuition about extraordinary things.

It seems more sensitive and reliable than perception?

But this is a road that no one has ever imagined and no one can practice.

Because for normal creatures, perception is the basis for entering the extraordinary field. Without perception, it means that it is impossible to control and call the spiritual power in the body, and it will always be insulated from the extraordinary.

Only the special existence of Rolle can master this magical intuition.

The villagers then used this particularity of Rolle to make him an unknown judge to judge the strength of their treasure at the bottom of the box.

The holy things that can be borrowed by ADA as sacrifices are extremely powerful and perfect holy things. If they are directly compared, it is difficult to distinguish between the better and the worse.

Rolle's selection criteria have become a key indicator. The three things he chose to leave seem to be the strongest?

Of course, those who have not been elected are also unwilling to admit this unreliable standard, arguing that the village head chose these three things just because he happened to be familiar with their owners.

It seems so

The seeds belong to the neighbor of sweetheart fruit. Rolle likes his fruit and jam best.

The bottle is fat. Rolle likes his fruit wine and juice best.

The teeth belong to the neighbor who raises pigs. Rolle likes his little suckling pig and donkey best.

Moreover, the three of them tend to be orderly and have a lot of contacts with rolle on weekdays.

Therefore, there is still no reliable objective basis for the evaluation of sacred objects.

As for other things that rolle didn't like, he threw them into the pile of cultural relics. It seems that they are a little worse?

But it's not a bad thing.

It's impossible for the Empire to get these things and transport them back. This time, you don't need a big hand. Those holy things can be returned to their owners by themselves.

After all, it is a perfect holy thing that can be shaped only by careful polishing. How can it be taken away by others?

On the contrary, the three selected by rolle are a little dangerous.

This made several villagers who were not easy to deal with, such as the fat man, a little gloating.

However, the party said he was emotionally stable.

"That tooth was originally intended to be left to the child next to the village head to help her grow up as soon as possible, as long as she can always follow the village head."

Pig neighbors say so, indicating that everything is under control.

"It's good for me for the village head to plant that seed anywhere. I hope he can plant the seed in the imperial capital, so that we can go to the imperial capital and see how interesting the secular world is now."

Sweetheart fruit's neighbor said, saying that the village head, you must not return the seeds to me and find a place to plant them yourself, so that everyone can have a wider range of activities in the future and don't have to nest in the village every day.

"I still have two bottles. Just try to give them to the village head together and form a group? In fact, I don't like them very much..."

The fat man said so, indicating that he was rich and powerful.

Several villagers on the other side immediately choked and couldn't speak.

Money is great?

So in this way, after the exploration of the last layer, Rolle was too tired. After putting his daughter into the quilt and wrapping her into a baby silkworm, he also went back to the tent and planned to have a rest.

When he woke up, he had to check the upper temples and work hard for a while.

As soon as he got into the tent, the little donkey who had been waiting for a long time quickly climbed over with hands and feet and wanted to make out.

The reason for using both hands and feet is that the little donkey still maintains the form of a beautiful girl.

I don't know why, she refused to change back to the form of a little donkey. Didn't the previous transformation last only one day?

And she also became very intimate and sticky. She always wanted to drill into Rolle's arms and lick his face. She wouldn't stop even if rolle shot her brain.

It's a little better today. The day rolle came back from exploring the second floor of the underground, the situation was the most serious.

That day, when the little donkey saw rolle, he threw himself into his arms, put his hands around his neck, and wrapped his legs in white silk stockings around Rolle's waist.

His face was blurred, mixed with a little intoxicated expression. His eyes narrowed slightly, as if he had lost his mind. The long ears on his head also lost their strength and drooped down. He really couldn't tell whether it was a donkey or a rabbit.

Moreover, his slender waist kept twisting, his lips slightly opened, and leaned against Rolle's face.

Even rolle realizes that this has completely exceeded the normal relationship between owner and pet. If she is allowed to continue, some bad developments against human relations will occur.

However, it was useless for him to discipline her. He still had a brain collapse after playing several times. He was really reluctant to give up his heavy hand, so he had to knock her out, and then he stopped.

The little donkey in the back was a little normal. In addition to being too intimate, he didn't show the previous arrogance.

But I just can't be a cute little donkey.

"So when on earth can you get back to normal? You can't go out like this?"

Rolle put a carrot in the donkey's mouth and asked helplessly.

The little donkey shook his head to show that he didn't know. He sat on the ground as a duck, holding a carrot in his small hand and chewing it carefully.

In fact, she doesn't know what happened. She only knows that staying around her master gives off a smell that can make her more comfortable, friendly and reassuring, and she can grow faster than usual.

The two elders of the family failed to bring her such a feeling. Although everyone is of the same family, there are still clear differences in blood lineage. The little donkey knows this very well.

Now, as long as you stay by your master's side, even if you don't eat sweetheart fruit, you can always maintain human form, which originally took a long time to do.

Anyway, I like my master better!

No... no! Is my favorite host!

She believes that as long as she can continue to stay with her master, she can be stronger and stronger in a few days.

Then the master will ride himself, won't he? No longer dislike yourself for walking slowly.

The little donkey's idea has always been very simple and has a beautiful vision for the future.

However, her appearance not only harassed rolle, but also added trouble to him in other aspects.

Rolle always has to do some business in the tent.

As soon as the subordinates came in saw the little donkey, they showed some tacit smile and praised rolle for his open mind, fancy play, never getting old, and so on.

Rolle didn't quite understand what they meant, so he had to nod and perfunctory.

So rumors spread about the taste of an imperial bureaucrat in the camp and his prostitution all day.

After hearing this, Orianna came crying to catch the rape. She felt that it was impossible to live this day. Her children were not born and had no father.

It took rolle a lot of time to convince Orianna of the situation of the little donkey.

At the same time, I was also a little strange. Why did teacher olivana react so much?

Orianna believed rolle after all.

Still lie to yourself in my heart: honey, if you love me so much, you won't lie to me!

She looked at the little donkey carefully again and found some confidence.

It's just tender, but my husband should prefer a mature type like me.

Her appearance is similar to mine, but her figure is far from good. She's just a little girl.

I can't speak yet. I can't convey my mind.

This opponent is just a little special in taste. He is far worse than his husband's student and has no threat.

But just after dealing with Orianna, evya, who came to see rolle to discuss the translation, began to be wrong again.

What a lovely Orc girl!

Is this the type that you like?

But my ears are long, too?

Or do you like exotic customs better?

But I'm not human, either?

Why can't I live in the tent under the royal pavilion every day?

Woo... No, no, I can't have such an idea. I can't betray my dead husband!

However, why do I have expectation and stimulation in my heart?

Am I the kind of bad woman who doesn't know how to behave?

Through some brain tonic, evya successfully plunged herself into a distorted pleasure of betraying morality.

Unfortunately, Rolle had no intention to comfort her, but was interested in the pattern on the temple gate she had worked hard to restore.

"Are you sure that's what's painted on that door?"

Rolle asked, pointing to the pattern that evya had drawn with a charcoal pen.

The painting is not the expected image of the twin emperors, nor is it a common decorative pattern of birds and animals.

But a monster with wings on its back and ferocious appearance. I don't know what kind of monster it is.

It might be a little delicious?

Ah ER in the remote mountain village suddenly shivered inexplicably

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The list is too short. It's not fun to pull. Next time.