Cthulhu Corrosion: Another World Rescue Plan

At this moment, the young Iyalian really couldn't understand what Aleland said, but he also carefully remembered every word in his heart.

Now, the future white-cut black dumpling is still just a little dumpling that is white, tender and soft from the inside out, but he is very obedient and loyal.

This loyalty is not to the Church of Light, but to these big brothers who treat him very gently.

Even young children can sensitively perceive who is good to them.

Aleland didn't continue to speak, he knew that it was too difficult for this little half-elf to understand what he said at this time. Iyalian spent his whole life in the church, from the Holy Son Town to the local church in the satellite city and then to the holy city of Jourlanda. After more than ten years of wandering, it is not easy to keep a pure heart like now.

"You will understand it eventually." Aleland touched Iyalian's hair, "Only we, the sons of the saints, are one, only we protect each other, and only we can rely on each other."

--But people cannot understand things they have not experienced.

Aleland still remembers that he once stayed in a village to rest after fighting against the beast tide. There was a "tough guy" in the village who was doing nothing. That person couldn't stand the sons of the saints with soft looks, and laughed at them who were still bandaging their wounds as "crying sissies". He never thought that it was these "sissies" he laughed at and ridiculed who paid blood and the lives of their companions to defend the village of the "tough guy".

Aleland, who led the team at that time, held down the angry Bistor, apologized to the village chief in a light tone, and claimed that they needed to go back to the city for supplies and treatment, and left the village in advance despite the village chief's obstruction.

Alliland knew that the beast tide had not ended yet. They had only temporarily forced the beasts back and maintained a temporary peace.

If it weren't for the "tough guy" who mocked and insulted them in person, Alliland would have led this team of saints to resolutely guard until the last moment, but he would not allow anyone to insult the efforts of their companions, nor would he allow anyone to trample on the blood of heroes.

Alliland led the team to leave early. He sent the wounded back for treatment, and stood on the cliff coldly, watching the village being flattened by the beast tide that attacked again.

Alliland watched the tough guy who claimed that he "would never cry" crying and rolling on the ground, his limbs were broken by the galloping beasts, and he watched half of his body turn into blood and mud, but he was still lingering and had not yet died.

Alliland waited for the beast tide to completely pass through the village before riding a flying horse from the sky and coming to the dying tough guy.

The man was crying so hard that tears were streaming down his face. His urine and feces were flowing all over the floor. His once proud muscles and fists had turned into a pool of blood-red mud. When he saw Alliland, he even forgot that he had spoken out to the Sons of God, and cried out with all his might: "Save me, please, save me!"

"Heh," Alliland just sneered and squatted down in front of him: "Men don't cry? Heh, that's just because you haven't tasted pain. Now, not only are you crying like a real sissy, you've really become a sissy - oh, by the way, you also drove away the only hero who could save your village, killing your mother, your friends, and your entire village."

He patted the man's face: "Taste your pain and tears, maybe in the next life you will remember to control your rotten mouth."

He even disdained to give this "tough guy" a final break. He rode on Pegasus, returned to the church, and went to the Holy Sword Knights to receive the punishment of retreating early due to mission failure, and was severely whipped.

But Alliland did not regret it. He even felt that he could vent his anger, and the whip was worth it.

Alelande is never afraid of pain or death. Although he looks gentle and has irresistible concern and overflowing maternal love for his companions, he is not a kind-hearted saint. His likes and dislikes are always clear.

All the saints who are taken under his wings will be protected by his life; and when it comes to other irrelevant people, things, and objects, Alelande is a cold-blooded and ruthless person.

Alelande has never been a good person, and he will never let himself and his companions be bullied. He will use all kinds of insidious means to protect those he loves, even if it hurts himself.

But Alelande does not think that Iyalian is the same as him, nor does he think that Iyalian will accept such a cruel self.

He likes this new kid, so after a simple reminder, Alelande chose to remain silent and wait.

—— New saints always have to make a choice: church or companions.

It doesn’t matter if the little guy doesn’t understand for the time being, there is still a long way to go.

After the saints settled down in this temporary camp, they followed the usual practice and had a full meal.

——It is better to fight with a full stomach. If something happens in the illusion, they will die with a full stomach.

While everyone was eating, Weiland walked to Iyalian and sat down: "It's your first time in the illusion. Are you scared?"

Iyalian shook his head and said sincerely: "Not really, I'm just worried that it will cause trouble for everyone."

Weiland laughed: "Don't worry about that. Everyone here has similar experiences as you."

He pulled out a dagger from his leggings and swung it: "Dagger, can you use it?"

"Yes." Iyalian also pulled out the dagger from his waist and repeated Weiland's actions, "I have received training in both the Touring Order and the Local Church. I can use all weapons except the heavy sword."

This surprised Weiland: "Really? That's great, what about magic? What about divine arts?"

"I know some magic." Iyalian whispered, "The previous bishop taught me some emergency healing magic, and I also know some wood-based natural magic... but my natural affinity It's not high, and can only be used in an environment with abundant natural elements... The effect is not very good, probably, it can only make the picked light lily bloom for two more days.

As for divine magic, I haven't learned it yet. "

"Half-elf blood magic?" Weiland thought, "This talent is not bad, but no one here can teach you... It's better to say that there are probably few people in the entire Church of Light who can teach you natural magic. Unfortunately, as a half-orc, I only have a vague understanding of natural magic. "

"Teacher also knows natural magic?" Iyalian became interested, his eyes sparkling.

"Well, I can turn into a super fox that can summon lightning!"

"Huh——?"