Chapter 426

A street in Wangdu.

Two teams of knights in black armor were guarding a coffee shop. The miscellaneous people around had already been cleared away, and there were no other guests and clerks in the coffee shop at this time.

In such a large second floor, all the tables and chairs were empty, which seemed a little empty and quiet. Only two of them sat on both sides of a table and looked at each other.

Lorraine Hill looked at the strong man in front of him, compared with the slightly clumsy boy in his memory, and sighed the changes of time. These years' experience made the boy grow up quickly.

Even her height is much higher than that of the girl. If she stands talking, the girl has to look up slightly to see his face.

"Unexpectedly, I met my teacher here today." Pullman put his hand on the table, calmed his unquenchable excitement, breathed a little in his chest, and then spoke.

Despite a thousand words and countless questions in his heart, he still held back at the moment.

"Long time no see, Pullman."

"I didn't expect that the ordinary boy in those years could come to this stage. It's not easy, it's amazing, Pullman." The girl was in deep admiration.

Looking back on these hard years, and those comrades who died and bled on the battlefield, Pullman also had some emotions.

Yeah, it's not easy. He responded in his heart and looked at the still young teacher.

"Is the teacher satisfied with the current clancia? Has it reached the standard in your mind?"

Although he is now the leader of the country, Pullman is still a little worried about the teacher, just like the students waiting for the examination results. When he was taught, the girl was very strict.

"It's a long way from the standard in my heart." The girl said with a smile.

"But I'm glad you've come this far. Keep going, Pullman."

Sure enough, the teacher is like this. After getting the affirmation of Lorraine hill, some anxiety in Pullman's heart gradually settled down.

There is no absolutely perfect system and country in this world, but there will be a process of getting better and better. What he can do now is to continue to promote this process and move forward in the ideal direction.

After a brief reminiscence, Lorraine Hill began to ask about Pullman's past years.

"When I came out of the forest, I was short of money and wanted to train myself first, so I worked as a mercenary for some time and went to many places."

"As a result, I got to know many people and gradually developed a group of companions."

"Then what happened in nethershire made us aware of the opportunity and began to lobby the local people."

"And you must have known about the uprising later."

Although Pullman's description is very common, Lorraine Hill knows that the process is not as plain as she said. She sees many fragments of the past in the starlight, including countless setbacks and failures. Even if we met today, she could see the scars on Pullman's face and wrist.

"Suffered a lot." The girl picked up the cup and sipped the cool tea. Her eyes swept over the empty cuff.

"Can't that arm recover?" The girl asked softly, as Pullman is now, it's not difficult to ask a high-level angel to treat him.

"I can recover, but I don't want to."

"Why?"

"The extraordinary is different from the ordinary. If the recovery is general, the perception and use will be strange and awkward, just like other people's arms."

"At present, the highest order of angel priests in the capital is only 7, which can not be completely restored." Seeing that Lorraine hill still had questions, he added.

"Is there no sequence 8?" Lolan Hill tilts his head slightly. Although Angel sequence 8 is rare, as the capital of a big country, it should not be difficult for angel church to match one.

"Well, we killed the Archbishop of zephyr." Pullman said a little unkindly.

"Pooh, so haven't you sent the bishop of sequence 8 to the holy land?"

Lorraine Hill shook his head a little funny, then said, "put your wrist in."

Pullman stretched out his muscular arm, and the girl showed him his wrist, then pressed two fingers on it.

The pure white magic spread along the wrist to Pullman's body, just like the most advanced medical equipment, sensing the dark wound in his body and the gap in his other arm.

Now lorenthal has entered the angel sequence 5. Cangzou sound (rare coral level). In terms of her original ability, the therapeutic effect has been further strengthened. It is not difficult for her to regenerate her severed limb. Coupled with her extraordinary perception ability, it only takes more time to repair her nerves perfectly.

After the test, the girl took back her fingers and put her hands in a triangle on her chest.

She closed her eyes slightly and began to recite the mantra in her mouth. Her voice was as sweet as a song and as chanting as a poem. With the incantation, the air rippled, the girl's hair floated slowly, and the holy white light particles gradually emerged, and then gathered in the middle of the girl's hands to form a light ball.

These light particles in the sphere along the complex trajectory, gradually forming a precise magic model.

In the magic of extraordinary sequence, the higher order is, the more precise and exquisite it is. It also needs the assistance of incantation. This is not comparable to the low order magic, but its effect and function are far more than ordinary magic.

The ritual of Susheng is a sixth order magic of angel sequence. Although it can regenerate limbs, it is generally the eighth order magic that can repair nerves perfectly.

But with lorenhill's talent bonus of terror, even if she is only sequence 5 now, she can perform this spell perfectly.

The ball of light floated to Pullman's arm, and a numbness came. He clenched his other fist, holding back the pain and itching. Then a warm wave continued from the left arm.

As if pulling a bone out of his body again, Pullman watched his left hand recover slowly, until at last, the light dissipated, and a new, perfect touch of his left hand, no different from his right hand, reappeared in his consciousness.

He straightened in surprise, then clenched his fist, his blood vessels dilated, his veins slightly raised, and a sense of strength reappeared.

After doing this for several times, he put down his arm and turned to the girl who was sweating slightly. He said gratefully.

"Thank you, teacher!"

This sentence really comes from my heart. Maybe I was a little embarrassed before. After all, I am so mature, and my teacher is still a 16-year-old girl, but now she speaks it smoothly.

"You're welcome. It's a gift for you to pass the exam."

"Congratulations, Pullman. You're out now."

"But it's not the end. It's just the beginning of the nation. There is still a long way to go, and you will face more challenges. "

Summer wind curtain, slightly blowing, silver haired girl sitting in the glow, answer the student's many years of backlog of various questions.