What character did you drop

◎The disaster of walking, sprinkled everywhere with sugar-coated poison called fire. ◎

Xia Zuo's stature was considered average among the crowd of the Avignon Empire.

However, his body proportions are perfect, which is very suitable from the perspective of the hidden guard, so when he lifts the whale that is tens of millions of times larger than him on one shoulder...

──The degree of visual impact is still terrifying.

"Eight mistakes, eight mistakes! The young man is spirited!"

The female leader of the ferrymen laughed heartily, as if she hadn't treated strangers with "gentlemen's etiquette" for a long time, and she seemed to like this.

I saw that she still glared at the group of people who were booing because of this, and her straight facial features were vaguely recognizable, and she was more agile than the others.

"Every time I get to you, I feel that human beings still have good looks."

Then he sent out a roar that trembled from the depths of his soul at them:

"It's useless for you to pursue a partner. Ge Laozi has to go to pull thousands of people one by one. It's so annoying. This year, I will work and find a partner by myself!"

Due to various special constraints, the ferry people group look similar to men and women.

Since they must abide by the taboos of the Sea of ​​Dead Souls when ferrying and begging for the sea, even the costumes and postures are very uniform... This causes them many problems in finding a partner.

──After all, following the action, there are people who look like mirrors together, no matter from which angle you look at it, it will make people feel weird, right?

"Hey, old lady, don't be so instigating!"

"Women still love you!"

"It's not good to let the guests get well!"

The others seemed a little afraid of the female leader's threat but not very afraid. Everyone dropped today's catch and dangled around with their shoulders on their backs.

──It looks a bit like pig liver red seaweed dancing to Rui, but considering their white skin is so white...

──So it seems that it can be seen as the appearance of the rose scones being repeatedly slapped by Mother Alessa before they are ready to be baked in the oven.

Faced with a group of hospitable and warmly greeted hosts, the expressions of the goddess Vivienne and the magician Ake twitched slightly.

To be honest, the overly gentle monsters in the front, they occasionally still have the opportunity to come into contact, but most of them will still become trophies.

But now looking at the ferocious ferrymen in the remaining records and rumors, the two really can't react.

"The Temple of Light misunderstood me!" The magician group has never believed in gods, so they are not as full of scruples as the goddess Vivienne when it comes to speaking.

But after all, some general textbooks are still mainly based on the public version issued by the Temple of Light, based on Ake's understanding of monsters, the difference is only in the application of magician materials.

Most of the characteristics and character descriptions of monsters, even the origin of monsters, and other trivial details, what Ake learned is indeed the same as the goddess Vivian and others.

"The ferrymen...are quite easy to get along with."

Rui can be regarded as the youngest of them all, and most of them are usually in the middle of training and learning.

Therefore, although Rui Ping also professes and respects the God of Light a lot, his ratio of being "poisoned" and "brainwashed" is the lowest among all.

"It feels like I learned a lot this trip, but I just don't know why Master Xia Zuo came to find them?"

──If you really want to go through the sea of ​​​​dead souls, then Rui, the secret guard student, is really lucky, and you will go through the things that everyone has not had time to encounter in advance!

"Hey, I have customers today, everyone show your skills!" The female leader of the ferryman was no stranger to Xia Zuo, but this time the other party came to deliver goods for him and brought friends, so of course he had to greet her well.

The sky on the coast seems to never be dark. People judge whether it is white night or dark by whether there is a red moon or a red sun in the sky.

The turbulent sea waves never stop, and the sound of swimming waves never stops.

There are quite a few ferryman's cubs chasing after each other, each of them is chubby like a glutinous rice cake, swaying from side to side, and making a "chirp chirp" sound, which looks very cute.

The bonfire is first set up on the igneous rock by dry small branches, and finally the half-person-high fire is stacked with large beech wood.

The fighting power of all the monsters and animals around him was not as high as Ferryman's. Even if the creatures on the bottom of his sea wanted to attack, they wouldn't be provocative when Ferryman was crowded together.

Therefore, everyone cooked, chatted, and drank wine for the bonfire openly.

Fishing boats are tied to the stakes with silk yarn... these mermaid yarns can be sold for a sky-high price a foot outside. For the ferryman, it is just a common apron fabric for washing and cooking. .

──Even the ochre-red cloaks they were wearing were obtained from deep-sea mermen who specially sewed them for the ferrymen.

"When the goods are delivered, the deposit will not be refunded."

When the leader of the Dark Guard Battalion was far away from the main city of Lu Ze and no longer deliberately hung the title of the God of Light, he seemed to be extraordinarily different, with a bit of accidental sophistication.

Xia Zuo didn't deliberately bow down to the goddess Vivian, talking with her on an equal footing, or even giving orders at a higher level.

As for the goddess Vivian and the magician Ake, they don't seem to be too surprised by this development. They also don't have the "nobility" outside the forest before.

I quickly got acquainted with the ferryman. We shared barbecue, chatted and drank together. They all looked like knight-errants, quite adapted to this semi-primitive atmosphere.

Rui: After a few days of thrilling, it seems that I am the only one who is not used to it.

It wasn't that Rui was conservative, or that he was picky.

Instead, the whole journey was full of various shocks from beginning to end, and he had to apply what he had learned from the Dark Guard Camp.

It is even more necessary to let go of the prejudices of the past, and pay attention to and learn how other people find ways to survive on this grotesque continent.

──Since Master Xia Zuo has won such a rare opportunity for him, although Rui is still a little unconfident about his own ability, he must do well enough to not let him down!

"Things with mud belts are naturally good!" The ferryman still has a relatively large relationship with the dead.

The sea of ​​dead souls is formed by the gathering of the souls of all the dead in the Stoka continent. People believe that after death, those who fail to pass the heart-weight assessment will be banished to the sea of ​​dead souls.

Here are the cursed souls of the fallen land, as well as the souls of all kinds of animals, and even terrible monsters will find the souls that must be used here.

Therefore, everyone thinks that the ferrymen will definitely drive the souls of the dead as their driving force when they are sailing... It is rumored that the ferrymen will eat the souls of the dead.

──But in fact, the Ferryman neither eats people nor eats dead souls. They do eat dead souls, but that is to find soul fragments from them.

"Douji! We are the hardest jobs in the world!"

An obviously young ferryman was very lively, and he began to complain to his new human friends after drinking.

"Soul shards are funny, it's still early!"

"A lot of people want bad birds in their eyes, just because they find soul fragments for everyone!"

Rui and Vivian had a little difficulty listening, but they could still understand the point about finding soul fragments.

From the many small stories in the Temple of Light, it can be seen that the total weight of the souls of the creatures on the Stoka Continent is constant.

But why after someone dies, the weight of the heart fails to pass the examination, and cannot reach the palace of happiness built by the God of Light for everyone?

──That's because in the process of their growth and life, perhaps because of evil thoughts in their hearts, their souls could not withstand the blessing of the God of Light and collapsed.

These disintegrated parts will fade into soul fragments, either enter the bodies of other animals and plants, or may be quietly swallowed by monsters.

In the end, because of the 'unqualified' and 'wandering' of the dead souls, they will all gather in the sea of ​​dead souls.

As the leader of the undead world and the guardian of the order of the undead, the ferryman must collect the soul fragments before the undead are washed away and recycled, and send them back to the Temple of Light on a regular basis.

"It's hard work. You can tell it's a very, very difficult job just by listening."

The magician Ake has sympathy, after all, one branch of their magicians is the necromancer, and if they accidentally receive a familiar with soul fragments, they will be labeled as evil by everyone.

"Four nattos!"

The ferryman shook his hand, and affectionately tightened the quilt tightly on the white bone oar that would never leave his body when he ate, drank and slept.

"But, the soul is still warm to the touch..."

"Being able to spoil their rich family, Suwo should do well!"

"It's... mission!"

"'Monsters live on the other side, bewitching Huazi'?" On the other end, the female leader of the ferryman with a bright smile in front took advantage of the hot atmosphere and walked to the side away from the crowd with Xia Zuo, exchanging news in a low voice .

After all, they live in isolation. Even if the ferrymen are special and hard to replace, they still hope to obtain first-hand information from the outside world as much as possible.

In exchange, the Ferryman, who can often listen to the voices of heaven and earth and has been passed down for a long time, will always know some relatively ancient and remote things, which can be consulted by the leader of the dark guard camp.

"Yes, I have been investigating monsters and cracks all these years."

Xia Zuo trusted the ferryman's professional ethics of keeping secrets, and this was already in line with the ferryman's interests, so there was not much conflict between the two sides.

"This sentence is a note handed down by one of my subordinates desperately. It was originally written in a witch's language, and it should belong to a prophecy made by a certain lich who died young."

The female leader didn't care much about Xia Zuo's words at first, but when she heard the 'lich' and 'prophecy', her expression seemed a little strange.

Then, she simply gestured to Xia Zuo to follow up, and quietly led the people to her residence.

"Well...if I recall correctly, most liches have a very good lifespan."

When it comes to business, the female leader doesn't talk much anymore, and searches back and forth in the room full of piles of igneous rocks, which are full of various fishing nets, broken copper and iron, clay pots with broken ears, and cans of bombs. Pearls are placed in the corners of the pieces.

"Divination and divination are not the talents of the Lich, but witchcraft and curses are their life, so any sentence that can be called 'prophecy' is almost the last words of the Lich."

"After all, these sentences, which are less than the length of their fingernails, can kill them."

Hearing what the ferryman said, Xia Zuo's expression flashed thoughtful.

Although it seized a lot of good resources in advance and collected a lot of information, it is clear that the advancement of the world still has its original will.

"You may not believe it, but when I heard you say this, my mind automatically remembered another sentence my father once said to me earlier."

The female leader's room was really messed up, the eldest sister who was obviously shouting and beating outside was sitting on the edge of the bed panting.

The ochre-red hood slipped off, revealing a plain, flat-lined face.

"We ferry people had an old saying earlier."

"Walking scourge that sprinkles here and there a sugar-coated poison called 'fire'."

"It feels like it's very close to the prophecy you said... Mmm!"