"Um, can I take a look?" She spoke Ursus, and Worm saw only a ranger's vocabulary. Avdoka thought he was writing a novel with a ranger as the like Margaret, as a knight, would read novels with knights as protagonists. Liz told him this, because she had been having nightmares during the period when Worm was not found, and Margaret used chivalric novels to distract her. "No, don't laugh at me..." Avdoga originally didn't want to be seen, but looking into Worm's eyes, she couldn't help but nodded in agreement. "Well……" Worm leaned against the wall next to her stool and started flipping through the notes from the first page. The story is very simple, and it is a very common knight-errant material. There are punishments and elimination of evil, there are outsmarting bullies, there are heroes saving beauties... It's just that Worm felt that the image of Sakaz, known as the Cold Ranger, looked familiar.
"Why is his title cold, but he hasn't done anything cold?" There wasn't much to the story, so Wurm finished it in a few minutes, and then he asked what he was curious about. "Uh...well...it's...that...contrast...yes! It's to create a sense of contrast. Think about it, Worm. A person who is called cold and others think he is cold, the one he saved The little girl discovered that he is actually a very... warm person, isn't this contrast interesting?" Afdokar praised his wit. "Well, there are some." Just like being strong but timid as a mouse, short and thin but shrewd and dexterous... Such contrasts always attract people's attention. "I like stories very much, Avdoga." Worm has read very few such books, so he doesn't quite understand the differences between the plots of different books, so he can read all kinds of books. But Afdojia didn't know that. She took back her notes and listened to Worm's feel that all the hard work I have put into writing during this period has been worth it, and my writing confidence has surged up again. "I thought of inspiration, I'm leaving first, Worm!" Afdojia ran away without even taking the small bench, which reminded Worm of his musician, who was also inspired and didn't care about anything. - "call……" Finally, I can have a quiet and alone place. Worm took out the jewelry box that had been kept in his pocket and had not been changed even if his clothes were changed. 'well?Alas alas? ? ' It wasn't until Worm started calling her that Thearesia let out a cry of surprise. Could it be that…… "Teresia..."
Looking at the person he was thinking of, Worm opened the jewelry box and took out the if there is not much light around, the carnation pattern on the ring is still clearly visible and lifelike. "Worm, this ring..." "It's for you, Theresia. I think...it suits you very well." Theresia was a little in ring is not the engagement ring Worm gave to the girl he likes, but... it is for his mother... "Worm...why, why did you suddenly think of buying me...a gift for my mother?" "When I saw it, I wanted to buy it for Theresa. Today is my birthday, but I don't know Theresa's birthday... I just wanted to give Theresia a gift today. Theresa Does Thea not like this? I can buy other types..." Worm was hugged and hugged tightly by her. "I like it, of course I like it. As long as it's what Worm gave me... I like everything." Her voice became emotional, her tone a little tearful, her emotions ebbing and flowing like a tide. More than two hundred years of battles and labor failed to make her cry, but at this moment, when her child brought the gift to her, he looked at her expectantly and said that the ring in his hand was for her birthday. When the gift came, the joy made her cry uncontrollably. "Theresia...don't cry." Worm was also at a didn't know why, why was Theresia crying?Did you do something wrong?Shouldn't I give this as a gift? "It's okay, Worm...it's okay. I'm very happy. I cry because I'm so happy..." Theresia quickly sorted out her emotions to prevent the child from worrying too much. "Okay... now, please Worm put it on for me." She stretched out her left hand and raised her ring finger with a chuckle under Worm's hesitant gaze. "Is that so? Theresa." "Yes, not bad, very suitable." Theresia opened her hand and gestured, then seemed to think of something. "Theresia?" Theresia suddenly disappeared, but reappeared before Worm became anxious. "Don't worry, Worm. I'm just trying to see if the ring will disappear with me if I disappear." After all, it was an extremely precious gift given to her by her child, and Theresia hoped to wear it all the time to avoid falling off the ring every time she disappeared. "That's right, those energies can assimilate real matter..." Although the amount of energy spent has increased, to Theresia now, such energy consumption is not worth mentioning. Instead, she is very happy to be able to retain the child's gift. Theresia liked the gift and Worm was very happy. But he couldn't stay here for long, he had to wait until he had free time next time to talk more with Theresa. "Worm, treat w well tonight. I have a lot to say to you."
Theresia wanted to stay with Worm for a while longer, and for this, she had to "suffer" a little more from the little devil. "it is good." Dabuliu, who was still happily in the room, didn't know that she was going to be the sacrifice of the former demon king, and was mumbling and gesticulating. "Ines is not worth mentioning. She broke her defense in just two sentences." "There is no pressure on Mud Rock. Whenever you can see Worm not blushing, you will have made progress." "The Shining...that guy can't tell what he looks like, but he won't be too aggressive. You can put it down for now." "Liz...his, it's not easy to deal with. If they join forces..." Dabuliu evaluated the enemies one by one, and then thought of himself. "Oh, no matter what, there is no one who can compete with me at this stage." In the past, when Arturo's bad-tempered Sarkota was around, she could still be disgusting, but now, if she is said to be the devil's favorite, then she is his favorite! "Worm! You're back... should you eat first, take a shower first, or... ugh?! Worm!" She just said... The little devil was still happy with his thoughts just before he was put on the bed. 146. Banshee Nasty "Oh? Who is this?" Looking at the tall Sakaz woman brought by her 'little assistant', Horhaiya asked him half inquiringly and half curiously. "This is Shining, a researcher in my team, here to take over the collaborative project with Kristen on my behalf." Worm briefly introduced his only researcher to her, and then said goodbye to Halhaiya and took Shining to find the general office area on the top floor of the building. “The atmosphere here…” Shining followed Worm and saw the working conditions of the employees in this company, which reminded her of something uncomfortable. "Are you okay, Shining?" Worm felt the change in her mood, so he slowed down a little and grabbed her wrist with his hand. "It's okay, Worm. It's just that the working atmosphere here reminds me of the time when I was doing research." But as long as she thought it was to help Worm, she could tolerate these slight discomforts. "There are other Sarkaz here. Has Shining ever heard of... the succubus Nasty Runorei?" Worm tried to search for this person from the small library that The Shining sent him, but it seemed that she was not worthy of the Pardoner dedicating a page of records to her. The only result Worm got was that there was no such person. "I don't know. But since she is a banshee, there should be records at the Banshee Royal Court." "I thought so too. But there was no suitable messenger."
Worm also wanted to find someone to deliver the letter, but there was no suitable messenger at all. "What does Worm want to do with her?" Shining knew that since Worm was already investigating this person, he would definitely go to find her later. "She seemed to have found a home here. I wanted to ask her how she did it." A banshee who left the Banshee Valley and found something to work for in a foreign land, Worm wanted to understand her psychological journey. "But in order to strike up a conversation with the other person, you may need to know something related to her first." "..." Shining took back her almost asked Worm if he wanted to use Baiguan to directly explore the other party's memory. Worm will not be angry about this, but such a mistake should not have been made, and such words should not be spoken again. "Didn't Worm ask her about the general governor of Rhine Life?" "Kristen? No. She doesn't seem like someone who would divulge employee information casually." He doesn't seem like someone who would care much about these things. Although the contact time was short, Worm could still see a bit of her character. "Perhaps, we may encounter that banshee by chance." Shining exerted a little force and grabbed Worm's hand, then walked quickly to him. "It's... a banshee." In the elevator not far from the two of them, a succubus dressed in Colombian fashion was standing there. She also saw the two Sakaz walking towards them, and pressed the elevator door to let them in. "..." In the not-so-spacious elevator room, the three Sakaz remained silent. In the end, it was Worm's exit that interrupted the brief silence. "Are you Nasty Runorei?" "...I am Nasty. And you, child." She could feel the banshee blood flowing in the other person's body, but his appearance did not look like a pure-blooded to think of it, his mother might be a succubus, and his father... It had been a long time since Nasty had seen her fellow heard that the war in Kazdaele has ended. Did this child come out of the valley through this period of 'peace'? and…… Her eyes swept over the white-haired Sakaz next to the boy, but she sighed in her heart. A sin-absolver. How could the Absolver be related to the Banshee?unless……
Is this young man a candidate for the new Demon King?What does he want to do when he comes here? Even though she has left Kazdel for many years, she is still a Sarkaz, a banshee. When she sees something familiar to her, she can't help but start to think about it. "I'm Worm." "Worm..." It was a very familiar name, Nasty thought she must have heard it somewhere. Moreover, she felt that the boy in front of her looked familiar, and she always felt that she had seen some of his characteristics before.