I don't date non-humans

Colorful tents gathered together, crowded with people.

Flying insects swarmed under the shade of the tent spires.

The wizard in the gray robe covered his face with a hood, and mysterious patterns appeared on the charms placed in front of him.

The warriors walked around in fur armor, the blood on the armor was not washed off.

The lithe girl leaned over the bear's back, stroking the sharp teeth of the beast with her slender fingers.It's a fusion of extreme firmness and extreme softness.

The crowd of onlookers was noisy because they didn't see blood.

Chi Diao found Eleanor next to the biggest purple tent.

Wrapping himself in a gray cloak, he spoke in a low voice to a masked man.

"Sir, please give me this piece of blue saliva. It is totally worth the price of 4 enkas to own it. Its water-like fine texture and neat cuts make my heart beat. A middle-level magister Just in need of a proper metal staff, I thought it would make my masterpiece shine."

He looks like a dwarf obsessed with blacksmithing.

The masked man hesitated and added 4 enka and 10 bim.

The dwarf pays 4 enka and 20 bims.

"Trouble you, this blue saliva stone of such good quality is exactly what I need."

The man gritted his teeth and then raised the price.

Of course, in the end, the dwarf master had to "reluctantly give up" because of his lack of money.

The shopkeeper with the gray beard enthusiastically recommended his other products to the dwarf, and 20 bimes slipped into the dwarf's palm with one sleeve.

The master dwarf clenched his hands, shook his head and turned away disinterestedly, bemoaning his bad luck.

Chi Diao stepped forward and dragged the fake dwarf behind the tent, the cloak was lifted to reveal an immature face.

"elder brother."

Eleanor hugged the clothes and called him carefully, then turned her head away again.

Eyes are red circle.

Chi Diao reached out to hug him, but the child struggled to refuse, insisting on refusing to face him.

Quietly turned away his face, bit his lip and shed big drops of tears.

Chi Diao's heart was about to melt from his tears.

"My brother won't be separated from Avery."

The boy shook his head and said nothing, the yellow stone powder that was made up on his face was wiped off with two traces of tears.

"Listen, Ellie. My brother doesn't have to go to Templar College."

Chi Diao bent down and hugged the boy from behind, put his chin on the boy's left shoulder, and pressed his face sideways.

Body heat fuses at the point of contact.

If they get close enough, two people will become like one person.

Chi Diao turned his head to kiss his face, and the boy's face was mixed with the fishy smell of yellowstone powder and the wet and salty tears.

"If you can't be by Avery's side. No matter how powerful you are, it's meaningless."

The boy turned his head and hiccupped a little.

"However, if brother is strong enough, he can protect himself."

Eleanor rolled his eyes.

"Such a brother, even if Avery is not around, it doesn't matter."

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The warrior in soft armor waved his fists, his face flushed.

"The talent of a high-level magister of the light department! Since His Royal Highness San Losino, the God of Light has finally favored Basuo again. We have another high-level magister of the light department!"

The blue-robed mage by the window shook his head.

"Since the end of the Era of Gods, there will be no less than ten such favored sons of heaven in every calendar year."

He leaned on the railing and slowly closed his eyes, the tip of the water-blue staff flickered in his palm.

Outside the window, a pale boy with blond hair was walking under the leadership of the nun.

The thick black grows wantonly in places where the light cannot reach, covering far more than the foggy corridor outside Fengyu City.

Cathorn's originally light tone gradually became low.

"But apart from that Highness, no one has survived to adulthood."

The warrior patted him on the shoulder.

"In any case, he is the star of hope for Basso. There is still time."

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Holy Church College is the only magister college in Basuo.

It's in Basuo's capital, Sacred Dragon City.

I heard that there is a dragon scale tree that never blooms in that warm seaside city.Rows and rows of dragon scale trees with green leaves guard the majestic temple in the sky.

All the light mages of Baltho gathered there, and all the candles in the temple were decorated with white crystals.

There are no street children on the streets, and the wicked are reborn in the sin basin.

All children who pass the holy election can go there.

Nobody wants to go there.

"I do not want."

Chi Diao quietly looked at the desktop in front of him.

Materials are scarce in the remote border areas, and the white crystals used to decorate the corners of the table are mixed with brown cotton wadding.

Sanded corners barely shine anymore.

"I want to stay."

The martial artist who called himself Sosta slapped his palm

The thick calluses collided and made a muffled sound.

"Oh, my child. You have no idea what the talent of a high-level magister in the Department of Light means."

His brown eyes narrowed and sparkled.

"You will get the best teacher of the Department of Light, and you will come to the best college in St. Michael. All the books of the great sages will be open to you, and you will get the best education and the best protection."

"You will become Basso's second high-level magister of the light department, and the second 'son of the gods'. All the temples of light will add your name to the prayers."

He spoke faster and faster, his strong arms waving in the air following his words.

The blue-robed mage at the side interrupted his impassioned speech with a soft tone.

"Okay, Aviator."

His light gray eyelashes fluttered slightly, revealing a pair of blue eyes.

"If you still remember your responsibilities, you shouldn't forget those poor candidates who are queuing outside. After all, the selection of warriors is also one of the holy selections."

His voice is very soft, but it is not hard to hear.

The clean ending fluttered up and disappeared into the air.

The warrior known as the Flyer left grumbling.

There were only the two of them left in the room.

He was still wearing the aqua-blue robe, with three golden vines clinging to the badge on the cuff.

"Do you know the story of the water god?"

Cathorn spoke. He looked out the window, stroking the blue staff in his hand.

Before Chi Diao opened his mouth, he took it slowly.

"Uangel, the god of water, and Senacris, the god of wind, are always together. Whenever the god of wind drives the air current in his chariot and passes over the sea, the sea will create waves for him.

But Vulcan and Wind God fell in love.

Fengshen will never drive across the sea again, he is with Vulcan every day.

The water god was very sad, but still sent his blessing.

The god of love and beauty was born from the love of the gods.

The water god naturally fell in love with this lovely girl.He fell in love with the girl, and the god of the sky came out of the belly of the god of love. "

"What about after that?" Chi Diao asked.

"The newly born God of Darkness bewitched the God of Death to snatch the God of Love and Beauty Asolan, and brought her to the kingdom of darkness. The war of gods broke out, and both the God of Water and the God of Love fell."

Chi Diao was silent.

"So, even the omnipotent gods cannot have real longevity."

He concluded in a light tone.

A blue thorn leaf bird fell on the window lightly like a leaf, with bright and moist black eyes.

The blue-robed mage lowered his head and touched its delicate feathers lightly.

"The biggest shortcoming of human beings is also an advantage, that is, they are used to believing the sweet lies they have woven."

"The comfortable life will not last long, and the bright field will gradually shrink. The smoke of war will not deliberately bypass the Wind Whispering City, and those without power will be abandoned. Countless ordinary people will become victims of the dark recovery.

There will be many loving couples and many happy families. "

The blue bird jumped and pecked at the man's finger.

It was almost dusk, and a faint purple light passed over the small city.

It reflects the countless houses and figures below.

"I can leave with you."

Chi Diao heard his own voice in the rising darkness.

"But take someone with you."

The author has something to say:

I always feel that "we" is a magical word when we are in love, replacing the previous "I", as if the original two people are tightly attached to each other and want to become a whole.

One you, one me, is us.

"Together we will".

Hmm... such a short chapter is the daily life.