Even though Onion has sensed the existence of the giant king Yum from the "Storm Master" who has never exerted his true power in his hands, Solar has learned from the mouth of Gwendrin who was beheaded by Liz that the Gwen he was looking for is gone. Wake up, but the rhythm of action developed in the past few years has calmed down the impatience in their hearts. No matter how dangerous the battle during the day was, at night they would follow Liz back to the chapel in the suburbs on time to rest.
There are girls with gentle personalities, although all of them are Leeds alone; there is cooked food, although a chef specializes in burning corpses, and a chef who specializes in hunting monsters before amnesia; there are spotless cabins, although really useful The furniture was all pulled out by Leeds.
Here, they can rest in the best possible conditions for tomorrow's battle.
"In order to make the battle more difficult, I decided to show everyone the death flag." Of course, there are sometimes such troublesome conversations. Most of the so-called "dinners" are talking about trash talk to each other~
Liz took the lead to look at the onion knight Jack Baldo, "Onion, after fulfilling the mission of the family and defeating the giant king Youmu, how are you going to spend the rest of your life?"
"Well... Jin Jialong has made enough money, he moved to a new home, and he doesn't need to train his daughter to inherit his ancestral inheritance... It's really bothersome... I can't do anything other than fight monsters..." Onion Knight tilted his head and said with a frown.
Liz asked again: "Don't you have something you like to do?"
"I like to travel in the Muggle world!" Getting lost in the Muggle world again and again did not affect the Onion Knight's evaluation of the Muggle world. This is because he is not a wizard, and he does not have the arrogance of the wizard masters, "... However, this cannot be count."
"Why not? You can be a traveler." Liz wondered.
"Traveler... Oh! Is there such a profession?... Liz, you are so smart, well, I'll be a traveler in the future! Hahaha~" Onion let out a hearty smirk.
After successfully placing a death flag on one of his companions, Liz looked at the other companion, "Solal, how about you?"
Solar said without any confusion: "I want to make myself a man like the sun!"
"I think you're a man like the sun now," Liz pointed, "Sincere, dependable, friendly, helpful, your light has already shone on me, so that a scheming bitch like me doesn't even care. I'll be wary of you."
"Thank you for your compliment, but I'm still a long way off." Solar shook his head humbly.
"Really...?" Liz thought for a moment, then suddenly said, "I said, after fighting Onstein, Small, and Gwendlin, do you really think Gwen will be what you once imagined?"
"...The Sun King must be that kind of person!" Before Solar said this, he paused for a few seconds.
"… well," Liz said with a shrug, not trying to convert people's beliefs, "but my promise to the Fire Lady is to 'kill all the ancient kings that threaten the wizarding world', if Gwen Going to... No matter which side you choose to stand on, don't blame me in the end."
Solar laughed loudly and said, "Hahaha~ Speak this kind of thing out loud, Liz, you are also a man like the sun~"
"Just spare me this..."
Two years later...
There used to be three strong men in front, now there are four wastes behind; there used to be a magic broom to ensure mobility, but now your legs are broken; there used to be a stable and safe suburban church to rest, now you can only find one on the road. Overnight in the room; I was accompanied by the beautiful sister Maria and the fireproof sister before, but now there is only Hermione, who is not pleasing to the eye, dangling in front of me; Roughly cook the food found on the road by himself; the cheerful Jack Bardo and Solar used to drive the atmosphere, but now everyone seems to be going to the grave to pay homage to their ancestors - Malfoy would never have thought that he still misses Ya. Nan's life that day.
"For a moment, I thought I was drinking potion, not broth." Malfoy put down the soup bowl and gave Hermione what he thought was a fair assessment.
"The ingredients are not fresh, I can't find seasonings, and I don't have a serious cooking table. It's good to be able to do this!" Hermione's potions class is okay, but it's hard to say whether it's related to cooking ability. …
"...I hope I won't have diarrhea, I won't forcefully fight when I'm not feeling well." Master Malfoy shook his head, picked up the terribly hard jerky and gnawed it. After all, after following Liz in Yanan for a few years, complaining is inevitable, but it does not affect his food intake. These are his energy for fighting.
"Don't worry, I use the most common ingredients, absolutely no problem!" Hermione replied dryly.
She still hated Malfoy's constant call to stop the fight. She always thought that there must be scattered wizards outside waiting for their rescue. If Malfoy stopped for a day, these wizards might die... Of course, Malfoy never I thought about pleasing the two followers around Harry Potter.
The atmosphere suddenly cooled down again, and even Mr. Good Cedric was not in the mood to say anything at this moment.
but…
"That, Malfoy?" Surprisingly, Neville would take the initiative to speak to Malfoy tonight.
"Huh?" Malfoy looked at him with a different attitude.
"I-I want to know, how did you develop this skill..." Neville summoned his courage.
Malfoy looked over coldly: "You want to practice too?"
Neville shrank his neck, but immediately nodded again, "... um!"
"Hmph... I was 12 years old that year and was locked out by Professor Leeds, who asked me to lure two werewolves back, get stuck in a narrow door, and beat them to death with a stick." I still don't know that Leeds has been there all the time. Malfoy, who was protecting himself next to him, closed his eyes and looked back at his sadness, "...I still remember at that time, in order to run faster for a few seconds, I jumped down the stairs and almost broke my foot."
"Ah!" Not only Neville, but also the other three people in the room exclaimed.
"I know what you guys say about me behind my back, that's the truth~ No matter who it is, under the training of the professor, taking the medicine pill in the professor's gourd, and wearing the armor provided by the professor, can become very strong," Mal Fu deliberately paused here for three seconds, "...if he can survive."
"... Survive." He couldn't even handle the training process, how could he become stronger
"I'm not as busy as a professor, so I deliberately cultivate someone I don't know well." The element bottle can replace Leeds' eight-door fixed star, the fire girl can replace the purple gold gourd, and the armor can be made by the creative Weasley brothers. , Malfoy can also cultivate others in theory, but what is lacking is motivation.
"..." Neville bowed his head, Malfoy said, feeling disappointed but also relieved.
After Malfoy finished eating, he stood up, "...Old rule, I'll take a shower and sleep, and you guys will take turns to watch the night."
The four looked at each other, always feeling that Malfoy had changed a bit.