Male lead, don't be impulsive, it's me [System]

Hearing Naxi's doubts, a wave of shock disappeared instantly from the guardian knight's face.

This should be the last question Ali wants to be asked, not one of them!

Because he couldn't answer this question at all, and once he answered, his attempt to investigate the real culprit would turn into a complete farce.

Felaixi's death was very strange - there was no trace of struggle on the bed, and there was no magic fluctuation in the room. The dead magician even had a very peaceful face. This painless death seemed... Felaixi was a natural Same as death.

However, the truth can never be explained by the words "natural death"!

The diagnosis from the priests of the Temple of Light, Felaixi's own state, and the clear little wet marks on the back of Felaixi's hand in his memory all indicate that Felaixi's death is strange.

It must be him!

Ali's expression remained firm, as if the momentary wavering on his face before was just an illusion of everyone, he approached the young man standing at the door, with offended anger faintly flashing in his condescending eyes: "Ask this kind of question. , do you want to obtain any information that is beneficial to you from me?"

Naxi didn't care about the other party's barbed question, and counterattacked tit for tat: "Your Excellency Ali's reaction is really interesting, are you guilty?"

The young man's last voice was full of provocation. This question seemed to step on the sore foot of a guardian knight. The man who thanked him gently in the morning now had a sharp and sharp face. , the veins on his forehead popped out, and the anger in his eyes was like a burning fire. He grabbed Naxi's neckline and raised it to the level of his sight, "Don't think I can't catch your little tail!"

Seeing this, the system immediately got angry: [The host, hold back and provoke him again, he will kill you! 】Naxi had no time to deal with the system, he was almost out of breath, his face was blushing due to lack of oxygen due to the tightly strangled neckline, but he still clenched his mouth tightly: "Your Excellency said so, I will be very confused--"

Ali narrowed his eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "You don't know...you don't know what a good person Felaixi is...!"

Naxi didn't answer any more, but apparently, the two people's development of swords and swords made it impossible for those who had been watching them to keep silent.

——Obviously, he brought it back casually on the street, and he trained him to win the bet with Geoffrey, yet he was bullied into such a situation at this moment!Even the good-tempered Winston couldn't bear it anymore. He asked angrily, "What exactly do you want to do to my people? You suspected that he was the murderer, so you searched his room forcefully." A noble young man pointed at Naxi's chaotic room, "But in fact, you can't find any evidence to prove that you are right, and now you dare to rape my people in front of me-I have to doubt Hull It was correct to question your words before!"

Winston asked word by word: "Do you dare to swear to the God of Light that you didn't do all this to find a dead ghost to bear the crime of murdering a magician!?"

Ali remained motionless, and did not respond to Winston's scolding and questioning as if he hadn't heard it.

Naxi never struggled, his clear light blue eyes narrowed slightly, just looking at the knight who wanted to put him to death, his eyes were so calm that he didn't look like a child who was only in his teens.

Seeing that the other party ignored him, Winston became even more angry, "I said—put him down!" As he spoke, he directed his loyal servants to go forward and snatch him away.

This time, Ali was provoked to move. He swung his face with a livid face, and the young man's thin body lightly slammed heavily on the window on the other side of the corridor with that force. After hearing the crisp sound of glass shattering, Glass shards stained with scarlet red fell to the ground along with Naxi.

"That Xi!"

[The host is wailing——! 】

The sounds inside and outside Naxi's head rang together, mixed with the sharp pain in the back of his head, he felt that his brain was going to explode for a moment.

Hull's task of snatching people from Ali turned into saving them. Just as he helped Naxiban up, the young man who had temporarily lost consciousness due to the huge impact woke up slowly, and frowned tightly as soon as he opened his eyes: "……pain!"

Because the back of the head hit the glass window directly, it was scratched quite a bit, and the blood had already flowed down the back of the neck, soaking part of the collar. No one saw how the wound was, but everyone felt that The sight looked eerie.

"Take him for treatment—" Winston frowned tightly, and gave Hull an order: "Go right now!"

Ralph, the city lord who came with him but didn't speak the whole time, was also in a bad mood. He didn't expect Ali to lose his mind at this juncture and even hurt Winston's people. Although he felt sorry for Felicia's accidental death, I can also understand Ali's eagerness to catch the murderer, but he can't condone the guardian knight to cause harm to innocent people in the name of sadness.He sighed and summoned the butler: "Go and call the guards in, bring Ali to Barrett, and let him take over the matter."

Barrett is the sheriff of Jerry City, and he is famous for his thoughtfulness. Since Ali always believed that Felici died unexpectedly, he can also agree with the decision to entrust Barrett with the task of tracking down the murderer—no , he must agree.

In his opinion, the knight had caused enough trouble in the castellan's mansion today.

Even if the result is not good, this matter is over for the time being.

The butler quickly disappeared from everyone's sight. Ali also calmed down a little now. Although he didn't make any extreme moves, he still stared at Naxi with vicious eyes.

"I'll help you up. If the pain is severe, tell me right away." Seeing Naxi nodding, Hull immediately took one of Naxi's arms and put it behind his neck, and he half-supported and half-supported Naxi with a neat movement, and finally With the cooperation of Naxi, he carried it on his back.

Naxi was taken by Hull to treat the wound. When he left the guest building, he happened to see the butler leading two guards in. Seeing that the two were about to go out, the butler immediately recruited a chief to help him arrange.After more than ten minutes, Naxi was firmly taken to the place he had been thinking about for the past few days - the Temple of Light.

In the middle of the night, even in the main hall of the Temple of Light, there were only two lighting balls left at the entrance. It should be that the chief who had received the order had sent someone to explain Naxi's situation in advance. Two priests were waiting at the entrance of the main hall. Er appeared with the injured on his back, and immediately pointed the way inward.

Because the injury was on the back of the head, Naxi was placed face down on the bed in the treatment room.

The two priests immediately checked the wound. Hull trotted all the way to Naxi, and he was sweating profusely. Before he left, Winston told him to get the accurate diagnosis from the priests before going back. Right now I'm standing there wiping my sweat.

Naxi's short light blond hair was stained mottled by blood, and several spots of blood had dried up, making her hair stick together in bunches, looking very distressed.

The two priests were a middle-aged man and a young man in his early twenties. The older priest embedded a magic crystal in a lighting ball. After the lighting ball lit up, he approached Naxi's wound to take a picture, and ordered Said: "No big problem, there are two shards of glass stuck in the wound, the position is relatively shallow, it is not in the way, remember to take it out when you are going to be treated later."

Judging from his tone of voice, the two seem to be in a master-student relationship.

The younger priest responded, stood at the head of Naxi's bed, put his hands on both sides of Naxi's head, closed his eyes and began to communicate with the light elements in the air while praying.

It was night, and it was much more difficult to gather light elements and cast light magic than during the day. Fortunately, Naxi's injury only looked a little scary, but it was not serious. A basic healing technique was more than enough.

The light elements slowly gathered in the young priest's palm, and just as he began to release the primary healing technique on the wound on the back of Naxi's head, an incredible situation happened——

That simple primary healing technique seemed to awaken something extraordinary during the injection process, and countless light elements flashed out of the darkness, and the density was shocking!Under the amazed gazes of several people, these little things emitting warm light gathered towards Naxi's body, as if they had found something that made these light elements feel excited and happy, they floated around Naxi's body in a small amount. shaking.

The elder pastor seemed to realize something, and stammered a few words: "This, this child is... the one favored by God?"

The hesitation in the pastor's words clearly showed the fact that even he himself was not sure whether Naxi's physique was the so-called "God's Favored One".

In fact, most ordinary people seldom know anything about "God's Favored Person". The reason is simple. There are too few people with this kind of physique.For example, if 500 years of history are arbitrarily intercepted, and the Light Continent and the Dark Continent are counted together, each race and profession may be able to cultivate five or six capable people respectively, and obtain "virtuous" in their respective professional fields. This is a relatively stable data, but it is very likely that only one or two divinely favored persons will be born in 500 years.

Some scholars have conducted surveys, and these two figures are relatively optimistic figures.

The elderly priest who raised the question only happened to see the physical characteristics of the divinely favored person in the ancient books kept in the temple, so he had a little understanding.

The Favored One, as the name suggests, is the darling favored by the gods. People with the physique of the Favored One can easily resonate with the power of the elements that exist freely in the air.Take the magician who is the easiest to control the power of elements as an example. They must first have a certain amount of mental power, communicate with the power of elements that match their attributes, use spells as a guide, and their body as a medium, so that they can release magic smoothly.

But the favored ones can omit most of these steps. As long as they have spiritual power, they can release the magic of the corresponding level as they like. Because the affinity with the power of the elements is at full value, so the consumption on themselves has always been the lowest value. It can be said that the divinely favored are geniuses who use magic. Once they master the knowledge, they are as sharp as the strongest humanoid weapons.

Although he was amazed by the strange sight that appeared on the wounded man, he had to say that the young priest had relatively strong self-control. When several people were stunned, he quickly used the primary healing technique on the wound on the back of Naxi's head. It was cured—of course, the blood-stained glass shards were also gathered into his hands by a simple levitation technique he released.

The wound on the back of the head has healed and there is no more pain, but Naxi, who was still dizzy from the blow, turned her head slowly: "...God's favored person? What is that?"

The elder pastor didn't know how to answer his question for a while, so he had to ask his apprentice to get the crystal ball for measuring attributes.

A hint of sarcasm flashed in Naxi's eyes, and he didn't speak any more.

He naturally knows what a divinely favored person is. Although he doesn't know the priest's specific thoughts, there is no doubt that a divinely favored person has a six-attribute physique. What is the opponent's idea? After all, although the gods are rare, they are not good. Just a strongest humanoid weapon can easily make him be targeted by the military of various countries. In addition, there are various There are rumors such as "refining the god-favored person into a tonic and eating the other party's physique" and so on... This is definitely not a worry-free physique.

When the young priest took the crystal ball to test it, the transparent crystal suddenly emitted a milky white light that was several times more dazzling than usual, and it was this single color that proved that Naxi was not a divinely favored person.

The young man withdrew his hand in some ignorance, turned his head to the side, and asked again: "Well, what is the favored one?... I just have a higher affinity for the light element."

The elder pastor nodded, and the expression on his face couldn't tell whether it was sigh or relief for a moment, mixed with complicated emotions, and then he nodded to Naxi: "Your physique is born to be a pastor. , I will mention your matter to the bishop. Now, you should rest well."

Probably because Naxi's light-attribute physique was so popular, he was allowed to stay in the treatment room of the temple to rest for one night, while Hull did not have such a good treatment, but he had to return to the mansion of the castellan immediately to report to Wen Si Dayton reported on Naxi's situation.

Soon, only Naxi was left in the treatment room.

He slowly lay back on the bed, a faint light flickered in his half-closed light blue eyes.