Aldo lay on the side of Carlos' neck, gritted his teeth and asked, "What is it?"
Carlos rubbed his neck unconsciously with his fingers, and laughed silently: "Difu... didn't rush over directly, it seems that he can feel me, if it is a demon level, it should have supported the 'boundary' by now ,so… "
"It's quite courageous." Aldo snorted coldly.
If the background of this} person can be removed, these two people are like talking to each other together.
"Ah..." Carlos sighed softly, "He came here unexpectedly, it seems that he should be at least a second class."
"I don't think so." Aldo frowned at first, but then glanced at Carlos's side face very close, the serious expression disappeared again, his lips gently brushed Carlos' cheek, and asked in a low voice , "What if it's not? How about you take off your clothes and let me do whatever I want?"
Carlos grabbed his skirt and lifted Aldo off his body: "It's almost the other way around!"
At the same time, a gust of wind whizzed towards the position where the two of them were just now. Carlos' sword was pulled out from the new scabbard, and the cold iron rubbed against each other, making a clear howl. A faint will-o'-the-wisp reflected in the woods, sweeping straight across.
A leaf that fell from the branch was brushed by the tail wind of the sword, snapped into two pieces, and was swept out like two dead leaf butterflies.
However, at the next moment, Carlos found that he had lost the trace of the difu. He took a step back in a hurry, and his arm retracted in time, and the epee just touched the rock lightly.
The two looked at each other, and Aldo said softly, "Dark Elf."
"That's impossible," Carlos said, "not a single dark elf can escape my..."
His words came to an abrupt end, and Carlos himself froze suddenly.
"What?" Aldo asked.
"I remembered that when we were near the top of the mountain, one of our companions claimed that he saw the kind of plant that the employer said," Carlos recalled those long-standing events, but he did not relax at all. He relaxed his vigilance to sneak attack, he will definitely taste the taste of being strung together, "We don't believe it, because it is said that the ghost thing only grows on the top of the mountain. He went to check it alone, and we were standing less than five meters away from him. Meters away, and then watched him being beheaded there, but no one could save him in time, because we didn't see what killed him clearly. Could it be that the thing that was so fast that the eyes couldn't see clearly was also a Only dark elves? How is it possible... "
"You mean..."
"Watch out behind you!"
Aldo didn't wait for him to remind, he had already noticed, he flashed sideways, felt that the thing almost brushed the corner of his clothes, Carlos stood at an angle that was very easy to shoot this time, and the epee hit in a blink of an eye. When he saw something, he sent it forward without hesitation, a scream made people's ears hurt, and a piece of black wings half a meter in size fell to the ground.
Black and purple blood splashed out, and Difu, who had lost a wing, fell straight to the ground. It turned out to be a dark elf more than one meter tall. His bent body was covered with mucus. Its hind feet had wings as long as its body, and its dark red eyes gleamed greedily.
The moment it landed, it judged that it was impossible to get a bargain, and immediately wanted to escape, but before it could get up from the ground, its body was bound by the "air".
The invisible magic circle wrapped around it, making it very difficult for the dark elf to even breathe, and it froze in place trembling.
"Dark elf, it's mutated, just like the black fish that ate the key." Aldo squatted down, took out a handkerchief from the capital, and squeezed Difu's pointed mouth with his own hand, "No wonder it Dare to come here—I have never seen such a big and fast dark elf."
"Are you going to take it back alive to study?" Carlos withdrew his sword and asked.
"Of course not." As Aldo said, the air in front of him suddenly twisted, and the dark elf, which feeds on human throats, was strangled to death without even making a sound. Aldo took off his coat, Wrap its corpse in the clothes, and he easily picked up something weighing at least a hundred catties with one hand, "However, I think its blood vessels are good for sewing clothes. I remember you very much Love this shimmery Arlo thread."
Carlos took a few steps to keep up with him, and asked strangely, "Do you know what caused the mutation?"
"There are some speculations. I'm afraid that's why Kevin Watson hinted that we're here." Aldo shrugged. "Do you still remember that kid's grandfather? I think you understand how he died."
"What? Isn't it a shadow demon?" Carlos asked with blank eyes.
"..." Aldo thought he had already thought about this question, and it seemed that he thought too much.
"No," Aldo sighed, and said patiently, "The Krystals have their own way of dealing with difu. They raised that thing thousands of years ago. Even if they are afraid of groups of difu, a single Shadow Demons shouldn't be that much of a threat to them."
"But didn't there be two shadow demons following that Douglas desperately?" Carlos was taken aback.
"I think the very smart Mr. Fraret will infer from the incident in Death Valley that he actually raised it himself." Aldo said softly and sarcastically.
Carlos responded with a kick in the ass.
"Okay." Aldo said helplessly, "Old Watson's memory was erased by the shadow demon. I think it's not so much that Difu killed him, but someone killed him for some reason and manipulated the shadow." The devil erased the evidence."
"You imply that Douglas is the murderer? Why did he do that?" Carlos paused for a moment, and then seemed to understand something, "Krystal does not commit murder as a crime, nor does he think that he should be bound by human morality and laws. Restriction, can make the high priest angry... Killing compatriots? No, Mr. Watson's old stuff, I really don't think he can kill anyone, and it seems that Krystal doesn't have much love for compatriots. So since what they pass on is memory, isn't it …Mr. Watson is guilty of leaking secrets?"
"One of Old Watson's sons was sent into the temple by him. Instead of accepting Krystal's inheritance, he became a hunter instead," Aldo said, "I think his bias is already obvious—it seems not Every Krystal who has lived in human society for many years has as much racial pride as their mad priests."
"But Kevin's uncle died inexplicably." Carlos frowned. "Is there a shadow of Douglas behind him? Including leaking the crystal key to Difu? Is that guy out of his mind?"
Aldo thought for a while, and replied softly: "If I stood in his position, maybe I would do the same thing—human beings have more and more influence on the Krystal people, and many people with Krystal blood He failed to accept the inheritance and became an ordinary person, and now there is a Watson who betrays, will other families have the same black sheep in the future?"
Carlos keenly heard the meaning in his words, and asked: "What does that mean? 'Other family'?"
"Well, actually, I've been paying attention to Krystal for many years. Most of their priests are orphans with good talents, or offshoots of a certain family. In this generation of the Watson family, only Kevin is left, but he was taken over. It has never happened to be chosen as a priest in the temple.” When approaching the foot of the mountain, a section of the road began to be difficult to walk, and Aldo took Carlos’s hand naturally, “From a long time ago, I have A doubt—you must know that the family of human beings has not been preserved so completely over time like theirs, and this incident proves my guess."
"What?"
"In the Krystal family, each family inherits a secret." Aldo turned his head sideways, his eyes shining under the night sky, and Carlos had an illusion, as if this solemn and serious former high priest was just like a child Yes, as if showing off to himself how smart he is, "There have been legends from ancient times that there is darkness before light, and where there is light, there must be shadows. Dark creatures and surface creatures are like the two sides of this world. Krystal claims to inherit the memory of the world, and I suspect that the core part is about this—so a thousand years ago, when Satan came and forced Krystal to join us, they gave that incredible ban This is also the reason why Kevin can be chosen: because the secrets of the Watson family have been leaked, there is no need for an heir to exist."
Carlos was silent for a second after listening, and then asked, "How do you know these things?"
Aldo shrugged: "Aren't they hidden in the world? I sent people to track down all the clues that were exposed. I used to have a list of Krystal's major families in my hand, and it is still kept in the In the underground palace, but it was not brought out to Mr. Goode and the others."
Carlos glanced at him in horror, and finally chose a neutral evaluation: "When you were in charge of the temple, you did do a lot of things—but since you know so much, why didn't you take action? I thought you It will control every Krystal family and force them to hand over what you want."
Aldo laughed: "Want to know? If you kiss me in front of everyone, I'll tell you."
"..." Carlos paused for a moment, then asked confidently, "Why do I want to know?"
He really doesn't like to think so much, and he really doesn't have that much curiosity about these messy things.
Aldo was a little frustrated and felt that he was a bit cheap. He was obviously not interested in the other party, but he still wanted to tell him everything - he wanted him to know everything, even if he just ignored it and didn't take it into his heart at all.
"Well... you know, Kevin Watson likes you very much," he said slowly, "that kid doesn't know what's wrong, he doesn't have any playmates his age, and you're probably the first one to talk to him My dear friend, even after accepting the inheritance, part of his body still belongs to the human being who has been here for ten years, so he really wanted to force you to stay with him in the temple.”
"Huh?" Carlos didn't know at all.
"That's what he said when he looked at your back when we left," Aldo said, "but he didn't do it because he knew in his heart that if he dared, I would kill him—we Neither wants to start a war."
Aldo sighed: "There are too many enemies of human beings. Krystal keeps secrets that are enough to save their lives, so that they can coexist peacefully with human beings in the form of contracts again and again in the future. Don't expose, don't want to Force them to die, so that both of us have room to survive—After a black robe rebellion, I really feel that a war can destroy more things than its victory can bring benefits .”
It's a pity that this great Mr. Pacifist didn't resonate with him. Carlos didn't have any opinions to express after listening to it. He just stared blankly for a while, then stretched out his hand and said, "Is your body with that thing heavy? I'll take it for a while."
Aldo: "..."
Finally, a crack appeared on his calm and calm face, but Carlos took the dark elf wrapped in a coat and rubbed his hair casually: "Aren't you going to retire?" Haven’t you bothered enough yet? Let me save it. When we get back from this damn place, I’ll take you to eat KFC. That white-bearded grandpa’s fried chicken is really good—we can go out a few more times in the future, I don’t think you, a country bumpkin, have ever left Sara State, so I can take you out to see and see.”
Aldo stared blankly at him for a while: "Is it just me and you?"
"Could it be that you still plan to form a group?" Carlos asked funnyly. They had already reached the slope of lovers, and several hunters were waiting for them here with flashlights, waving from a distance.
"What if..." Aldo grabbed his wrist suddenly, and suddenly asked in a very disturbed tone, "What if one day I want to lie back in the coffin and continue to guard that damned enchantment?"
"I thought I'd already answered it." Carlos said lightly, "as long as you're not afraid of waking up thousands of years later and finding yourself facing a bare skeleton."