If the devil is a transvestite

Chapter 125 Notes on Aramo Village ([-])
Hill has realized that it is meaningless to play tricks with a thick-skinned person like Christopher, which is why she chose the simplest and rude way to solve the problem—a star dart arrived at Christophe. The back of the husband's neck, "In a word, let me or not." Hill's attitude was so tough that Christopher couldn't talk anymore, and got off the kang obediently.

"By the way, are you really going to sleep tonight?" Christopher leaned against the wall of the house, put his hands in his pockets, and whistled at Hill.

"You feel it too?" Hill's answer seemed a little inexplicable, but Christopher already understood.

"Of course. I really want to meet the man who has been with me for a while." Christopher's position is next to the window, and the cold thin light falls in. .After seeing his publicity, Hill was amazed by such a Christopher for a moment, but it was only for a moment, and he soon came back to his senses.

"I'm afraid you don't have this chance to make a move." Hill lay on his side on the kang, no longer looked up at Christopher, his eyes scanned the corners of the room aimlessly, but still said to him, "Samo is planning to make a move tonight. I suspect that the target of the signal source following us is Pei Nina. We walked all the way to the square, and there were signals along the way, but after we divided the boarding houses, the signal only went in the direction of the village chief's house. After moving for a while, I suspect that Samo had planned to end the stalker here in the early days. The stalker probably came to Huangmo Village earlier than us, and the black cloth strips tied to the beams of the house are probably also his. masterpiece."

Christopher agreed with Hill's conclusion, but he didn't believe that Sam could handle things by himself, "No matter how powerful he is, he can't be compared to a third-level mage, and that power feels to me far beyond ordinary level four."

"At their level, they no longer bother to judge the level of strength according to the ranks of the Holy Court." Hill sneered, because of Christopher's innocence.

"Is he different from us?" Christopher held the spirit of breaking the casserole and asking the end. Of course, he also had the idea of ​​struggling for his own face. In short, he threw this question to Hill, which sounded the same. Very innocent question.The answer Hill gave him was very simple, but it completely disrupted the thoughts that should have been in his mind——

"He's got another name. Annaboeji Casamer."

Annaboegie Casamer, a long, gender-neutral name, opened up the past that Christopher often thought about over and over in his heart.At that time, as the second son of the Chris family, he was an inactive playboy who wanted to take risks all day long. He had neither the persistence of his elder brother to study machinery nor the outstanding talent of his younger brother.The only little ability he has is nothing more than the business shrewdness and small-scale calculations that his father despises.Once his father really didn't care about him. Following his temperament, he let him go out for adventures, eat and sleep in the open, but he also uttered cruel words like "Since you are gone, don't come back if you have the ability".It is equivalent to being abandoned by the family, and also abandoned by the mercenaries who mixed together in the past.Only then did he realize that without strength and money, he himself was nothing, and the only remaining sliver of pursuit of adventure was completely wiped out by the lack of food and warm clothes in those days.

(End of this chapter)