The woman still had such a gentle smile on her face, smiling at the fire fork in Xia Ya's hand, but her eyes couldn't help showing a bit of a strange look, staring at the tip of the fire fork, then slightly, and finally lightly Sigh: "This fire fork, he passed it on to you after all."
Xia Ya was stunned when she heard this, and then she blurted out subconsciously, "He? Do you know the old guy?"
The woman had already walked down from the fence gently, and in the moonlight, she slowly walked towards Xia Ya, her steps were light and slow, but it seemed that there was no fireworks. Xia Ya should have been vigilant when she saw the opponent approaching, but this woman came slowly and her eyes were gentle, but Xia Ya couldn't feel any hostility in her heart, even the fire fork she was holding. , and could not help but sag slightly.
The woman finally approached, standing in front of the fire fork, but suddenly stretched out a hand, slender fingertips slowly stroked the fire fork, her eyes became deeper and deeper.
"Was he... calm when he left?"
Xia Ya was stunned again, and after hesitating for a while, he whispered, "Fortunately... He went in his sleep, and there was no pain."
"Well." The woman nodded, her beautiful eyes finally showing a bit of sadness.
Xia Ya became more and more puzzled: "You..."
The woman smiled gently and said slowly: "To stay with that old alcoholic for all these years, it has been a pain for you, but although that guy doesn't behave very seriously on weekdays, his trainer is first-class and brilliant. , Now it seems that you are really promising."
Xia Ya heard more and more doubts in her heart, and swallowed hard: "That... Who are you? You... You came from the Holy City, just to take Nene? Nene she... "
Xia Ya's heart suddenly lit up, looking at this woman, her breathing became a little short: "Your strength is very strong, I can feel it! I came here late at night, but I didn't notice it at all, you... You must be in the ranks of the strong! You You are from the Holy City again, and you still recognize the old guy... Could it be, could it be... You are the legendary guardian of the Holy City... Saint? Roland Garros??!"
The woman smiled and looked at Xia Ya, a smile blooming on her face, but with a trace of indescribable warmth.
However, her answer shocked Xia Ya's whole body!
"You're a smart kid. Your guess is not wrong. I am indeed the one called the guardian of the Holy City, and everyone calls me 'Saint Laurent Garros'."
really! ! Saint Laurent Garros!
The only top powerhouse in the world who can compete head-on with the God-Emperor Odin! !
But when it came to this, she shook it slowly. Shaking his head, he stared into Xia Ya's eyes, and said softly: "I did come from the holy city, but... I came here not to find Nei Nei and go back. Although Nei Nei is the blood of the city lord's family. , but if you want to find her, you can send people from the elders at will, she is a collateral bloodline, although the talent is good, originally, I should not come here in person." She said here, but she seemed to pause on purpose. After a while, looking at Xia Ya's eyes, it became softer and softer, and then he continued to speak in a low voice.
"I... this is just for you."
"…!!!"
Xia was stunned.
He opened his mouth wide and looked at the peerless powerhouse Saint Laurent Garros in front of him.
for... for...
for me? !
My goodness, would I have such a big face
Let the legendary guardian of the holy city who never step out of the holy city set foot in the world in person? !
The two looked at each other like this, and Xiaya finally took a deep breath, with a weird smile on her face: "That... Did you say it wrong? Or did I hear it wrong? You... came for me? Hahahaha What kind of little character am I, you, the guardian of the holy city, violated your rules and set foot in the world, but you came to see me specifically? Hahahaha…”
Seeing Xi Ya laughing dryly, Saint Laurent Garros smiled softly and whispered softly, "You heard right, I am indeed here for you."
"Uh..." Xia Ya's dry smile stopped abruptly.
After a long time, the turtle finally smiled bitterly: "Okay... that... you, you came to me, why? Could it be that I have something to do with your holy city?"
Saint Laurent Garros sighed faintly, then she raised her hands and gently took off the cape that was wrapped around her head...
The soft moonlight sprinkled evenly on her waterfall-like hair... Under the moonlight, her hair was black and shiny.
She stood under the moonlight like this, with a peaceful atmosphere, her chin raised slightly, allowing Xia Ya to see all the contours of her face... especially her eyes!
Those eyes, black eyeballs, are deep and far away. The eyebrows are slender, the bridge of the nose is high and the outline of the face is very different from the people in the world today.
black hair, black eyes...
Xia Ya saw this clearly, and couldn't help but stagnate for breath.
"You're a smart kid, I think, you must have guessed something, right?"
Saint Laurent Garros' voice was extremely soft.
Xia Ya took a deep breath: "Black, black hair, black glasses, that's it, that's one, one..."
"It's the same as you, right? You're such a smart kid."
She continued to approach step by step, walked to Xia Ya's side, stretched out her hand and gently stroked Xia Ya's fire fork. The eldest brother stared at the woman in front of him, his whole body trembling violently uncontrollably.
"In this world, whether it's the Byzantines, the Odins, the Lantiss... They are not black hair and black eyes, and looks like ours are very rare in this world. Although this world occasionally does Saw some with black hair, but most of those people had brown-black hair, and rarely saw how pure and shiny the black ones were like us. And the color of the eyes, except for us, there was no A race has black eyes like ours."
Saint Laurent Garros whispered: "Have you never thought about a question?"
"… what is the problem?"
"Your adoptive father, why did he adopt you and keep you by his side?"
"I..." Xia swallowed hard, but felt her throat dry, and whispered, "He, he said he picked me up in the wild, and then..."
"Let me ask you, the old alcoholic, is he a benevolent person?"
"...It doesn't seem like it can be counted." Xia smiled wryly.
Indeed, his adoptive father, the old alcoholic has always acted eccentrically. Although Xia Ya didn't see him doing anything bad, he was definitely not a good person.
If it was a great person, where would he cultivate such a simple-hearted and cunning earth turtle like Xi Ya
"That's it." Saint Laurent Garros smiled and said, "Then why did your adoptive father adopt you? There are thousands of orphans in this world, but he adopted you?"
Xiaya's heart immediately gave birth to such a question.
Indeed... I found myself in the wild... Even if the old guy suddenly showed kindness, at most he would give himself some food, or take himself to a populated place, and then give it to others...
But that old guy, why did he adopt him, and he took him by his side as a son since then
Although the old guy had taken in Hastings in the past, you must know that when the old guy took in Hastings, Hastings was already a teenager. The old guy probably saw the potential of Hasting's body and the black Steen was so good at his roots that he took in that guy.
But as for me... When the old guy picked him up, he couldn't even walk, he could only crawl on the ground! Such a big baby, what kind of potential can be seen there
Well, the reason the old guy adopted himself...
"It's because of the color of your eyes."
Saint Laurent Garros whispered: "Your adoptive father saw the color of your eyes, and with his knowledge, he immediately thought of who you are... That's why he adopted you, took you by his side, and took care of you. Teach."
"I, I am... You said that the old guy saw the color of my eyes and thought that I am... What am I?" Xia said loudly and anxiously.
"He understood, you... I sent him to him on purpose. You are my bloodline, because only we can have black eyes."
Dang!
The fire fork in Xia's hand fell to the ground, he suddenly stepped back a few steps, and then sat down on the ground. He raised his head and looked at the woman in front of him.
"I, I am... I was sent to the old guy on purpose by you? I wasn't an orphan who was abandoned by someone? Didn't the old guy pick it up by accident? It's you... you sent it on purpose. to him?"
"That's right." Saint Laurent Garros whispered: "I quietly took you and put it around him, deliberately letting him discover you, but he didn't show a trace. But he was very smart, as soon as he saw it The color of your eyes, you can guess where you come from, and you have been raised by your side since then..."
"why!!!!"
Xiaya suddenly turned over and jumped up, with anger on his face: "Why!!! Why did you leave me by his side? Who are you? Me, where did I come from? Mine Where are the relatives?!"
"You are from the Holy City."
The soft voice of Saint Laurent Garros seemed to be ringing in Char's ears...
"The lord of the holy city is the descendant of the ancient people, the most noble and purest royal bloodline in the world. Although the glorious ancient human empire has been buried in the long history, the descendants of the emperor The blood has been handed down, and has always lived in the holy city, which represents the fire of the last civilization of the ancient human empire. The holy city and the city owner are the last glory and fire left over from the great ancient human empire, and for the sake of Guarding this last seed of fire has given rise to the existence of a 'guardian of the holy city' like our Saint Laurent Garros. For thousands of years, every generation of Saint Laurent Garros has existed to protect the holy city, and generation after generation, they have always shouldered the responsibility. Such a responsibility. This is not only our mission, but also our destiny!"
Speaking of this, her tone suddenly became awe-inspiring: "There are legends about the power of Saint Laurent Garros in this world... But do you know, where do the generations of 'Guardians of the Holy City' like us come from? What? How did the guardians of each generation come about?"
"..." Xiaya was silent.
"The first generation of Saint Laurent Garros, like the current holy city lord family, was born in that great ancient human empire. It's just that the lord family is descended from a queen, but we are different. We Saint Laurent Garros. The people from the ancient times were the most powerful race among the human race. Our ancestors were the best geniuses, the best warriors, and the most outstanding martial artists among human beings... According to legend, our family, in The ancient human empire has always had a detached status. After the ancient empire was destroyed, the imperial family of the empire passed certain conditions and asked our family to protect the descendants of the royal family. In the end, our family agreed to them. The request, reached a contract with the ancient emperors to protect the safety of their descendants, and to protect the last fire of the ancient human empire from annihilation. This has made our family the status of the protector of the holy city today. "
"To protect the holy city and stand in this world, not to be exterminated by other powerful races, and not to be annexed by other emerging human kingdom forces, then the guardian must have enough power. The bloodline talent of our tribe makes our tribe There is no shortage of top powerhouses, and the most powerful powerhouses in the world can appear in each generation to protect the Holy City. But people don't know how each generation of Saint Laurent Garros came into being, or how it was selected. of."
"Since the first generation of guardians became the first 'Saint Laurent Garros', a rule was set, for every generation of our family, there must be one of the most outstanding and outstanding powerhouses to serve as Saint Laurent Garros , to inherit the mission of protecting the holy city. Since the first generation of guardians, this long mission has begun. Select some young candidates from our tribe, and then secretly walk these candidates in the world Let them struggle and go through trials in the world, and when they reach a certain point, they will gradually send people out to find these candidates... Only in this long ordeal, some candidates will directly live in the world. Some die, some will degenerate, some will be lost in the crowd, but there are also those with outstanding talents who will become outstanding powerhouses!"
Hearing this, Xia Ya couldn't help sneering: "The test of the world? Haha! It's ridiculous! Now that he has experienced this colorful world and can become a top hero in this world, who would want to return to that little one? If you go to the holy city, you can’t take a step out of the city at will to protect that place in your life? Saying that you are a guardian is actually like going to jail! Will no one refuse?”
"Yes." Saint Laurent Garros said indifferently: "There have naturally been some outstanding clansmen throughout the ages. After the experience, when we sent people to find them, they were nostalgic for this world and did not want to return to the Holy City. But the rules of the tribe for thousands of years cannot be broken. If anyone is unwilling to return, they will be forcibly captured by the people sent by the Holy City! Because this is related to the biggest secret of the guardian's identity, Saint Laurent Garros, and must not be leaked. into this world."
"Haha! If you don't want to go back, just grab it back! It's good, it really makes sense! Haha! It's no different from a prison! What a guardian, what Saint Roland Garros, just the number one prisoner! "
Saint Laurent Garros' face darkened, and he said in a low voice, "However, it is not without exception... Hundreds of years ago, there was a candidate who was extremely talented. , became a top figure, and when he sent someone to look for him to return, he refused without hesitation. He would rather not be the guardian of the holy city and continue to stay in the world."
"Oh? And there are people who make you feel helpless? Let's hear it, who is so..."
"You know the name of the founding father of the Byzantine Empire, the greatest God of War figure who created this empire, the first-generation Grand Duke of Tulip! In fact, such an outstanding figure is simply our tribe. , was selected as a candidate for the guardian when he was young, and then was thrown into this world to experience the experience. At that time, the day of return was approaching, and someone from the holy city found him and informed him of his life experience. , when he asked him to return, the grand duke immediately refused. And when the person sent to look for his return wanted to arrest him and return, he was not his opponent at all... So, the contemporary Saint Laurent Garros, He made an exception to leave the Holy City and went to the Byzantine Empire in person to capture him back."
"Hum..." Xia Ya heard this and sneered: "It seems that the arrest was unsuccessful! Otherwise, where did the later Duke Tulip come from."
"... Not bad." Saint Laurent Garros smiled bitterly: "It is true that he didn't catch it. The Duke of Tulip was already among the top powerhouses at that time. Even if the contemporary Saint Laurent Garros shot himself, he could not defeat him, only A tie. As a last resort, we can only reach a contract. The Holy City allows the Duke of Tulip to leave from now on, and will no longer send people to arrest him and his descendants. However, the Duke of Tulip must also keep this secret tightly and not to anyone, Even the flesh and blood of one's own relatives must not be revealed!"
"..." Xia Ya sighed, but his face became more and more ugly, staring at the face of Saint Laurent Garros, and finally whispered: "So... Needless to say, it seems that I was also sent by you back then... candidate... One! And now, you came here in person to seek my 'return', didn't you?"
Xia Ya's face suddenly turned hideous: "Damn! I am living happily in this world, but I have no idea of being a prisoner!! When you abandoned me in this world, I don't care about you anymore. Now But if you want me to obediently dedicate my life to be a guardian, there is no door!!"
Having said that, he has held the fire fork again and jumped up, staring at Saint Laurent Garros: "If the Duke of Tulip can betray, I will not capture it! If you want me to obey, don't think about it! Even if you are with Odin Saint Laurent Garros, who is as famous as the emperor, I will fight you today too!"