"You have to give me an explanation, Melina." Louis said this almost through gritted teeth.

"Yes...I'm sorry..." Melina apologized with a tearful voice, her aggrieved look was extremely pitiful.

"It took me all night! All night! Do you know how I got here all night!" Louis roared like a thunderous filial piety, like a true Gryffindor.

If Melina was a time traveler, she would definitely miss you. Of course, you definitely didn’t come here just to play around with Blue Moon.

In fact, it is understandable that no matter who’s hard work was trampled to pieces overnight, they would not be able to settle down, especially if a tent is a necessity for sleeping...

I believe that no one will behave more calmly than Louis, except of course, the dog licker.

"How about... how about I help you build another one..." Melina looked at Louis timidly, a little scared.

She didn't know why the young false fader in front of her exerted such strong pressure on her.

"Do you think if we do it now, I will still have time to sleep?" Louis also squinted his eyes, looking exactly like Huang Shiren - given his background, he was indeed a high-end version of Huang Shiren.

"Then, what do you think we should do?" Melina was a little embarrassed and said almost giving up on herself.

It's so pitiful that she really doesn't know what to do.

He lay down, but no matter what, he couldn't satisfy Ah Diao.

Louis looked at her, thought for a long time, and said: "How about this, you help me put the tent back up first, and what to do... I'll talk about it later when I think about it."

"Okay." Melina agreed simply, and she even breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.

This time there was one more person to set up the tent, and the original basic framework was actually there, so in less than half an hour, they re-erected the tent.

Looking at the tent standing in front of her, Melina sighed with contentment.

"Huuya..." Melina's voice was relaxed and cheerful, as if she had long forgotten the little unhappiness just now. She turned her head to look at Louis, and quickly put away that relaxed and happy expression, simply

He coughed twice and pretended to be as indifferent as when they had just met.

Right... Louis breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. He was really not used to the relaxed and bright Melina just now. He was still more used to Melina's unruly look at the beginning.

Just restore it.

"So, you came here not just to step on my tent, right?" Louis looked at Melina. As long as she dared to say "yes", at least Louis would have to serve her like a big stick.

"I saw that you were walking all the way back. I just wanted to remind you that you were going in the wrong direction." Melina's voice sounded a little bit aggrieved. If you don't listen carefully, you really can't tell.

"I have to find a safer place to sleep, right?" Louis spread his hands and said helplessly: "It's quite close to Stonewell City..."

"Oh...oh..." Melina then realized her omission. She lowered her head in embarrassment and did not apologize. She just stood there like a piece of wood and said nothing...

"Why do I feel like you are like a piece of wood?" Louis finally couldn't help asking.

Melina curled her lips and glanced at him with one eye, but said nothing.

Judging from her meaning, it is clear that she is "you are stupid".

"Little wood?" Louis asked again tentatively.

Melina snorted and said hurriedly in a low voice: "I'm not a little wood, you can just sleep, I have to leave."

With that said, Melina turned into a blue starlight and disappeared into the darkness.

"Woman, huh?" In order to break the somewhat silent atmosphere, Louis spoke first.

Gale shrugged and said with some confusion: "To be honest, I don't understand women very well. Of course, if Master Faded One wants to rest here, I can help you keep vigil."

"Don't you have to go somewhere else to sell your goods?" Louis asked hesitantly. If you are so lazy and such a homebody, no wonder you are so hungry...

Gale smiled miserably and said bitterly: "Who are we selling to? In this day and age, the king is nowhere to be seen, how can anyone come to us to buy things? It's you..."

"Then you might as well stay here and repair the church when you have time. Anyway, I can come back here at any time through blessing. If necessary, I can ask you to buy something." Louis suggested this suggestion.

Although it is a bit unreliable, it is better than letting Gale run out and be killed by unknown zombies or knights, or starve to death...no, starve to the point of losing his mind.

It is said that if they do not eat runes for a long time, they will become like the soldiers and knights of Grek.

"This idea sounds good." Caleb smiled happily, but with his dignity, it was really unsightly.

Compared with him, Filch is definitely a handsome guy.

Courtesy Filch: You?

"Okay, I'll take a rest first. You can take a look at it for me. If an enemy approaches, remember to remind me." Louis said to Caleb. He did not take Toret away, but kept it in the tent.

Stay around.

Firstly, he is worried that Gale will not be able to take care of him (a saying with high emotional intelligence), and secondly, he is ready to run away at any time.

If that blind tree knight dares to come over, he must run away.

Lying in bed, Louis finally remembered to submit the task.

"Congratulations on completing the mission. You have obtained the Transformation Talent*3. The current Transformation Talent is 10."

"Congratulations on completing the mission and obtaining the evil sword: Lemonia (Seal)."

Louis took out Lemonia from the system space. Almost instantly, thousands of cold emotions poured into him like a tide.

This feeling disappeared as quickly as it came, so quickly that people thought it was just an illusion.

Lewis shook his head and looked at Lemonia in his hand.

This is a typical Venthyr vampire-style long sword. The far end of the sword hilt is inlaid with a scarlet gem. The blade is separated from the hilt by a bat-wing-like sword grid.

There is also a spooky purple gem inlaid in the middle of the grid; there are skull decorations on both sides of the middle part of the sword ridge, making the whole sword even more ghostly and unparalleled...

*Lemonia

Damage(299-498)(Seal)

Sword weapons - extremely fast attack speed

cannot be destroyed

7All skills (Sealed, no effect yet)

Increase mana limit by 50%

Wounds caused cannot heal

Absorb the target's vitality and feed it back to yourself

Increases fast casting speed by 35%

Provides 125% defense strength for armor protection

(to be unlocked)

Grooved(5)

There is also a line of small words at the bottom: Rune language can be made.

"???" A lot of question marks flashed through Lewis's mind. His own attributes are so incredible, how can you still make runic words?

"So, are you my new master? Little brother?" A charming and evil voice sounded in Louis' heart.

Louis was a little speechless. He couldn't help but argue: "The master is the master, and the little brother is the little brother. They cannot be confused..."

"Hmph...weak human being, you want me to offer my loyalty, but you are not strong enough now..." Lemonia ignored Louis and said to herself: "Even if you and I have a contract,

I will not surrender to you willingly..."

"To put it simply, I can get your person...your sword, but I can't get your heart?" Lewis summarized.

"You can understand it this way." Lemonia's voice was extremely coquettish.

Louis sneered: "As long as I can get your sword, why do I need to get your heart?"

Lemonia was choked

After a moment, he seemed to be choked. He was silent for a moment, and then continued to smile coquettishly: "Giggle, little brother, it's really interesting. I admit that what you said makes sense... But the reason why an artifact is an artifact is not just that it can be used.

You also need to be connected with each other to play a greater role.”

"If you keep talking nonsense, be careful and I will use you to cut mutton." Louis always felt that this bitch... This sword is not a good person. After all, it is the artifact of the Venthyr conspiracy. After years of influence, even a stone will be damaged.

If it's hot, let alone a sword with intelligence, it must be a little evil, right?

Lemonia stopped talking.

"Don't think I don't know. You are in a sealed state now. If you want to completely lift the seal, you have to rely on me. After all, Lemonia, you don't want your seal to never be broken, right?" Louis' tone

Very similar to netizens from my childhood.

"Of course, I'm not the kind of person who likes to dust orbs, and I don't need you to be overly dedicated. Just help me when I need it - I will consider your request as appropriate.

, after all, if you agree, at least we can be considered a partnership."

"Funny words, you must have a lot in common with those long-tongued men and women in Gryen." Lemonia smiled evilly, and after a while, she said quietly: "Of course, little brother

, but one thing I need to remind you is that people are choosing artifacts, and artifacts are actually choosing people. If you are the kind of bad person, I would rather be thrown into cutting mutton by you than do anything for you.

.”

"Don't worry about that!" Louis laughed and comforted Lemonia: "Your master, I am called a moral vacuum..."...

"It's no use just talking, little brother." Lemonia giggled: "I need a soul, a delicious soul..."
To be continued...