Paladin

Evan has shuttled through many portals, walked through many dimensional passages, and even seen barriers between planes, but he has never felt so bad during the teleportation process.

"The craftsmanship of your mages... has regressed by 1 years." Evan snorted.

Hewitt squatted beside him, reaching up and patting him lightly from his shoulder to his leg, making sure he wasn't injured or... mutated during the teleportation.

"At least you don't lack an arm, or have an extra one." Hewitt heaved a sigh of relief, and when he stood up he didn't forget to bicker with him casually, "You still want to chase Felix in the passage...you think I'm aiming at Is it not distracting enough to transmit the coordinates while maintaining the channel?"

Evan turned over, sighed long and said, "I have too much confidence in you arcanists. I didn't expect that your current teleportation circle... didn't inherit the essence of Fatty Lan's random door at all. "

"Blue what?" The mage was a little at a loss.

Evan grunted, waved his hands and said, "Where is this... Give me a hand, I'm still a little dizzy."

"This is Modra in East Bierrence, one of my sites. The destination coordinates of the teleportation array created by the Mystic Blood faction are the closest to here. I can't accurately predict where Felix will land, so I directly It's safer to send you here." Hewitt said, leaning down slightly, reaching out to pull Evan who was lying on the ground.

Evan grabbed Huitt's arm and pulled it hard, knocking down Mr. Mage who was caught off guard, and supported him with an unstable center of gravity.

The bridge of Hewitt's nose almost hit Evan's mouth directly. Fortunately, he reacted quickly. With one hand on the ground, he barely stopped in front of his eyes. He raised his eyebrows and said, "I don't think you're so busy now, huh?"

Evan stretched out his hands to touch him, wrapped his arms around Hewitt's waist, and pressed his cheek against his, muttering: "It's been so long since I saw you again..."

He hadn't seen Hewitt for a long time, but Hewitt had been controlling the demon Louis, and he liked to stare at him from time to time.

Hewitt hugged him quietly for a while, then suddenly said: "Although this is my territory, it is now outside, on a plain, endless, anyone can see what we are doing..."

Evan snorted, then lifted his foot gently, and kicked Mr. Mage on his body aside.

Hewitt: "..."

The two lay on the soft green grass for a while, Evan managed to recover, and turned to look at Huitt, who was also looking at him.

They stared at each other for a while, and the atmosphere gradually became ambiguous.

Evan whispered softly: "Hewitt...I...have always wanted to ask you something."

"Ok?"

Evan faltered, hesitated, hesitated, and finally asked insincerely, "That...Naiye Daying is really androgynous?"

Hewitt didn't think much about it, and turned his mind to Felix's dragon form following this question, and he replied casually: "Probably true, Felix had this sign when he was a child, but I don't know if he will have this sign when he is an adult. What a change."

So Evan's expression became a little uneasy for a moment, and he asked strangely: "Then what he said...about your...pregnancy?"

Hewitt: "..."

Evan: "...Huh?"

Hewitt said slowly: "...Do you really think that there is such a cross-species, cross-gender, and cross-age reproductive ability in the world?"

Evan said confidently: "I didn't believe it at first. But thinking that you are mages, I feel at ease. I firmly believe that there are two kinds of people in this world who are omnipotent: Fatty Blue and Mages."

The "omnipotent" Fa Ye put his hands into his sleeves, his face gradually turned black like the bottom of a pot.

A few seconds later, with Mr. Mage saying "You probably don't know that studies have shown that paladins also have the ability to conceive", the first childish quarrel between this wise and wise couple began.

This quarrel started with Felix's random nonsense, continued with Evan's re-reporting of the past, turned to Huitt's furious "This will make you pregnant!", and finally ended with Evan's pregnancy. The little phoenix chirped and chirped: "I'm pregnant, I'm pregnant! Ah chirp!"

The two people who were entangled together suddenly fell silent.

Evan slapped the mage away, sat up in surprise and said, "Xiao Ao, you can talk again?!"

Hewitt took a breath, got up with a dark face, and said, "You actually started messing around in the wild by accident. Are you more than 1 years old or ten years old..."

Evan picked up the little phoenix and said without thinking, "I will never."

"...What about your dignified and serious face? After being together for a long time, your skin is getting thicker..." Xiutra said with a long face.

"I found that you really seem to like my serious face," Evan showed a very pure smile, "Mr. Evil Mage, do you want to play another tough battle between light and darkness?"

As soon as the words fell, an unbearable memory directly interrupted Hewitt's thoughts; he uncontrollably moved his Adam's apple, and then looked at Evan.

Evan's slightly wide-open emerald green eyes are full of innocence...or malice.

The air began to stick together and thicken as they stared at each other, until the little phoenix flapped its wings and tweeted: "Strike hard battle! Tough fight!"

Evan covered his face with his hands and sighed in frustration.

After half an hour.

In front of a beautiful manor, the two stopped.The garden inside the iron railings is very beautiful, and the two houses inside are well-regulated, with the most popular style of the Casa Empire decades ago, and the earl's family crest hangs in front of the door-the Clayfield family's family crest used as a camouflage.

There was no one in the manor, and a golem that looked almost like a living person was cleaning the garden.

"Why can't we be like normal couples, Hewitt..." Evan held the little phoenix and followed Hewitt into the gate, muttering, "I thought at least your mouth would be sweeter after a long absence. a little."

"I also thought you would be gentler." Hewitt took out a long bunch of keys to open the door, and let Evan enter the room first, "You can't act like someone else, and occasionally act like a spoiled child to me..."

They walked into the main hall, and Evan sat on the sofa unceremoniously, then stared at Xiuiter with his sharp emerald eyes, and said with a smile, "act like a baby?! Why didn't you act like a baby to me?"

Hewitt took off his coat, took a bottle of wine from the cabinet next to him, poured two goblets on the table, and gestured: "I don't live here all the year round, I don't have any other drinks, only for entertaining guests. liquor."

Evan was dumb for a moment, and he kept staring at the glass of red wine, as if he saw a dangerous and deadly red dragon.

His Excellency the Holy One of the Dawn is wise and mighty, with a thick skin, but he has no resistance to alcohol, so he can only curl up on the sofa silently and groan.

"Ai Chiu Chiu!" Little Phoenix cried out in his arms.

Hewitt rang the bell at hand, and the golem in his house soon pushed a pot of fake trees, with several irregular branches growing on it, specially for birds to perch; the little phoenix jumped up in a daze , like a parrot, shouted again: "Xiu Chi Chi!"

"..."

Hewitt waved his hand with a dark face, and the golem continued to push the fake tree, together with the dazed little phoenix on it; the little phoenix stared round in bewilderment, in order to maintain balance, its two claws kept grabbing the branches. Put—so I don't know how to get down from the tree, just staring and being pushed away all the way.

Hewitt sat across from Evan, drank the red wine in his glass in one gulp, frowned and said, "I know you have a lot to ask."

Evan hummed and said, "Felix—"

Before he could say it, Hewitt said knowingly: "Felix's coordinates are set to the west, and it may need to go deep into the sandy swamp, which is an unknown territory, so I didn't follow the passage. In case his entire army is waiting at the exit, and they have to bother to fish you out..."

Evan was slightly surprised after hearing this: "His army——"

"It's obviously not the kind of force you think, but it shouldn't be underestimated. He has led the Mystic Blood faction to develop... for more than ten years." Hewitt said.

Evan raised his eyebrows: "It's rare to hear you say such a vague number. It seems that your understanding of Felix is ​​not much deeper than that of the Holy See. This guy is not like a mage, but more like a dragon vein warlock. He planned such a big plan. A... let's call it a rescue plan, there must be many supporters behind it; but in the end, he was not very interested in the rescued Mage of the Ring, and instead took the opportunity to break into the Holy Temple Mountain alone..."

"If you hadn't happened to stop him, I'm afraid no one in the entire Holy City would have discovered that he had also sneaked in. At that time, he would have entered the Hall of Valor without a sound and took away the bones of Isaac Rhodes..." Xiu Itter added.

Evan pondered for a moment, sighed and said, "That's the problem, what is he going to do with Isaac Rhodes' skeleton? Rhodes has been dead for more than 100 years, and whipping the corpse is definitely not for him so young; Or do you mages have any spells that may use bones?"

Hewitt folded his hands in his sleeves and said calmly: "The spells in the world are endless, and I can't possibly know all of them—but that's why I came back here. There is one of my experiments under this manor. Room, I will discuss with the Thorium Council in the next few days, first we need to figure out Felix's motives, then his strength, and how to deal with him..."

"Hewitt," Evan called him suddenly, and turned to look directly at Hewitt. After looking at him for a long time, he suddenly asked, "You knew about Felix's plan a long time ago, didn't you? When you met Woody in the circle, you knew that Felix would attack Corunna and rescue the ring mage... You chose to hide it from me when you came back that day, and I didn't get it from Woody until the day the accident happened. Knowing the plan, you—”