Forced to become a delicate companion of a paranoid lord

Delino guessed that the young magician might have the blood of the gods, but he was not sure whether he knew about it. He was just a priest in a small village. He had no ability or connections. He could not obtain more information about the remnants of the gods, nor could he provide other evidence to prove the existence of such a race.

But what if what was recorded in the scroll was true, and the magician who helped their village was completely unaware of it and had no ability to defend or hide himself, it would be very likely that some wolves and tigers who coveted the blood of the gods would come to them in the future...

After a brief struggle, he brought the scroll he found to Xie Wei. He first apologized to Xie Wei for checking these things privately, and then earnestly instructed Xie Wei for a long time.

He was sincerely thinking about Xie Wei, so Xie Wei also promised seriously that he would not use magic to purify the miasma and soil in front of others in the future, and he would not trust others easily.

After seeing off the white-haired old priest, Xie Wei closed the door curtain and walked back to the table to put the [Illusionless Grass] into the system backpack. Then he sat down again and studied the broken scroll with Dagambi.

"When I was alive, the floating island had not collapsed yet. People on the mainland called those who lived on the floating island the Protoss. In fact, I used to think that you should be the descendants of the Protoss..."

"You guys?" Xie Wei heard clearly what Dagambie said, and he cared a lot about this "you guys".

From an angle that Xie Wei couldn't see, Dagambie slapped his mouth lightly and then started to change the subject.

"Salona, ​​the border city of the United States of Tilatno, is very close to the border fortress of the Hesedon Empire. On the wall trail, you can see the flags on the walls of both sides."

"I know this, Dagambie. When you said 'you' just now, do you mean that besides me, do you know anyone else who may have the blood of the gods?" After saying this, Xie Wei felt the dragon scale birthmark on his chest getting a little hot, but he didn't care much about it for the time being because he didn't feel any pain or discomfort.

Dagambie looked up at Xie Wei, and he suddenly felt that it was not a good thing for the child to be too much like his parents. For example, now, he was always a very easy to talk to and soft little guy.

Being stared at with the same eyes as his mother's, he actually felt a chill on the back of his head.

It was just like the feeling I had when I was threatened by Elodie a long time ago.

Touching his own pigtail, Dagambi knew that Xie Wei would not be like his mother who would cut off his pigtail at the slightest disagreement. He also understood that if he tried to fool Xie Wei like before, Xie Wei would not be able to do anything to him and would at most be angry for a while. But somehow, Dagambi suddenly thought that they might not see each other again after Xie Wei left the secret realm.

Except for him, no one knew what Elodie had done for this child. It was such a pity that such strong emotions could not be conveyed to this child.

Due to the limitations of the power of the law, he couldn't tell Xie Wei too much, but he felt that he should tell Xie Wei.

His mother loved him very much, she just wasn't good at expressing it, but she was willing to use her soul to prolong his short life.

"36 years before you entered the secret realm, there was a female magician about your age who also got the key to the secret realm. Her secret realm trial was not smooth, and I accompanied her during the trial for many, many years. She wanted to save her young son who was destined to die in the future, so she could not go back to the past. Like you, she did not have a book of inheritance and was not a clergyman, but she could use magic to remove miasma and purify the soil..."

It was rare for Dagambie to talk so much. Xie Wei listened very carefully. He was not stupid and he knew what Dagambie was talking about.

The dragon scales on his chest were getting hotter and hotter. Xie Wei's lips were trembling. He had something to ask Dagambie. He wanted to know how the youngest son who was destined to die in infancy survived.

But he couldn't say a word, warm liquid flowed from the corners of his eyes, and his vision suddenly turned blood red.

A few drops of bright red blood dripped onto the table. Dagambie, who was standing on the table, was startled by the red liquid that hit his feet. He looked up at Xie Wei, and then he was panicked to find that the eyes and nostrils of the person who was fine just now were bleeding, and even blood foam was overflowing from the corners of his mouth.

Before Xie Wei lost consciousness, he saw Dagambie flying towards him through his blood-red vision.

He didn't know what was wrong with him, he just felt a little tired and sleepy. The dragon scale birthmark on his chest was no longer hot, but his body began to hurt so much that he couldn't bear it, just like when he was sick in Bellagio.