Chapter 286 Valkyrie and Little Maid

"nothing…"

Brunhil smiled and said.

She looked at Medes, who was shrouded in shadow behind her, always feeling that he was acting strange today.

"Is it because of the Holy Spirit's plan?"

suddenly.

Medes spoke and asked.

"Um?"

Brunhil lowered his arm on his forehead, the smile on his face disappeared, and a puzzled look appeared on his face, "Do you also know about this?"

Holy Spirit Plan.

Although it is not a secret among the church's senior leaders.

However, Brunhil was a little surprised when the little maid, who had always been harmless to humans and animals, suddenly took the initiative to mention this matter.

"Sir, have you forgotten that I am also a member of the Shanixis family?" Medes reminded with a smile.

"Ah, I'm sorry. We shouldn't be proud of our bloodline, our bloodline should be proud of us."

Brynhil is the product of a family of saints and knights. No one in Jordan can compare with her in terms of bloodline, while Medes is just an unappreciated collateral descendant of the saint's Shanixis family.

if not.

Nor would she become Brunhil's maid.

Of course, Brunhil has never regarded Medes as her servant. In her heart, the little maid is her best and possibly only friend.

She suddenly said this, which made Brunhil panic. He took a step forward and hugged her gently.

"Ah, my lord's embrace..."

Brynhil's figure is no less tall than that of an ordinary man, with smooth and beautiful curves, a slender waist and towering chest. When she held Medes, the little maid could just press her cheek against the Valkyrie's soft chest.

The little maid's face was flushed, and her blond hair shone beautifully in the sunset.

The two separated.

The cheeks are a little red.

Although Brunhil and Medes have been friends for more than ten years.

But it was also the first time for such an intimate gesture.

The laws of the Jordanian church are ancient, strict, and hierarchical. Naturally, intimacy between women is not allowed.

The hug at this time made Brunhil feel an unprecedented sense of taboo in his heart.

She has been restless recently... She shook the thought out of her mind and saw Medes' bright eyes, looking at her motionless.

"Meds, do you have anything else to do?"

asked Brunhil.

Today's Medes gave her a different feeling than before, and she was really afraid that Medes would ask some questions that were difficult for her to answer.

"Brynhil..."

Medes suddenly spoke, and her tone was much more solemn when she called the Valkyrie by name.

"You practice hard every day to protect the city of Jordan and the people there, right?"

"Yeah, that's right."

Brunhil didn't know why the little maid asked suddenly.

However, fighting against evil and protecting the people has always been her persistence and ideal. Brunhil nodded and answered without thinking.

"But there are tens of millions of people in Jordan. Which group of people's lives and interests are you protecting?"

Medes spoke. At this moment, she no longer felt like the little maid who followed her behind, but as a teacher.

"Does it make any difference?"

Brunhil thought about it, but still didn't quite understand.

Medes jumped out of bed and took Brunhil's arm to the window sill.

As the Valkyrie of Jordan City, Brunhil, the third most powerful person in life after the Pope, naturally has a superior living environment.

In the inner city where prices are astronomically high, Brunhil owns a castle of his own, including a garden pool outside and a private practice area of ​​several thousand square meters.

It was dusk now.

The windows were opened, and the cool evening breeze mixed with the fragrance of grape fruits blew into the room.

Even though the sun is not too bright, the garden in front of us still looks beautiful and refreshing. The golden sunshine passes through the tall green cedar trees, casting tree shadows and broken light, spreading all over the stream and lakeside, and the air is filled with the fragrance of flowers and leaves. The pool in the distance was filled with sparkling light.

Further away, at the end of the field of vision, a high white wall blocked the sight of Brunhil and Medes.

“Those outside the wall are also citizens of the city of Jordan.”

Medes said.

"Yes!" Brunhil nodded heavily and said with some pride, "I have been to the outer city, and many times I exchanged the gold coins I earned from performing tasks for bread and distributed them to the poor people in the outer city."

"As long as those people are devout in their faith, their children will have the opportunity to become Knights of Divine Grace and live in the inner city with a better environment."

Although the environment in the outer city is not as good as the inner city.

But as long as you work hard, you can live without being affected by evil creatures.

Brunhil felt she had a part in this, and she was proud of it, and the smiles of those children made her feel truly reassured.

"But, Brunhil, do you know that the people you see in the outer city are only an insignificant part of Jordan City." Medes raised his head and looked at Brunhil:

“The vast majority of people in Jordan live in the mountains of the Holy Mountain of Jordan, and they never see the sun throughout their lives.

The hard work every day can only be exchanged for a few bites of unpalatable black bread. The pollution from heavy industry has caused deadly poisonous gas and lingering smog to spread all over the place. Many people were suffocated to death because they could not breathe... Tens of millions of people live there, and they are like rats in such a narrow mountain. , living without dignity, even after death, the body will be machine-made into starch for recycling..."

"how so?"

Brunhil had a look of surprise on her face. She had never heard her teacher say these things.

“They are pretty good, at least they are considered human beings under Jordanian law.

Outside the city of Jordan, in the slave city-states affiliated with Jordan, those slaves might have their eyes gouged out just because they looked at the noble masters one more time. They were thrown into the mines and desolate farmland. If they failed to complete their tasks, they would be treated inhumanely. torture. They were treated as commodities, traded to pirates, and beheaded to serve the evil gods..."

Medes paused, looked at the Valkyrie persistently and asked, "Brynhil... Do you think they are the people you protect?"

"I…"

Brunhil's eyes looked increasingly confused.

"Still, you don't believe what I said." Medes had a sad smile on his face.

"No!" Brunhil firmly objected, "I believe you!"

She took a step forward and put her hands on Medes' shoulders. Her gray-blue eyes looked at her with touching brilliance, "It's precisely because I believe you that I feel hesitant... If you say If it is true, then it means that the world I have seen over the years has never been complete.”

"It seems that we have to find a way to go out..." Brunhil murmured, "But why do you, as a member of the Shanixis family, know these things?"

Go out to perform tasks unless necessary.

In general.

The three major families, especially the younger generation, rarely have the opportunity to leave the inner city.

Just like if Brynhil hadn't heard Medes' words today, she probably wouldn't have known about these sensational things.

Swish, swish, swish!

A rustling sound came.

Medes turned around, and with her delicate fingers, the complex group of maids was removed.

However, what appeared in front of Brunhil was not the girl's smooth and beautiful back. The white skin was covered with traces of whipping and burns. New wounds and old wounds were torn apart, forming a pitch-black body like a centipede. The scars look shocking.

"this…"

Brunhil was not a pervert, so he would not secretly observe the body of his maid.

Actually.

They don't have much close contact on weekdays.

She never expected that the little maid's body would look like this.

Brunhil stood up with a "squeeze!". There seemed to be a storm brewing in her gray-blue pupils. She was already surprisingly angry, and her white hair was flying and swelling like a lion's mane.

On the weapon rack in the room, the knight's gun Kungunir was shaking violently and was ready to be unsheathed at any time.

"who is it!?"

Even though Liu Qingqing and Adam the Giant Lizard cut off half of his head, Brunhil remained silent.

But now, there were uncontrollable tears shining in her pupils.

Brunhil clenched his fists, and his voice was low like an angry king, "Tell me, no matter who it is, I will make him pay the price."

"No, don't make any noise."

Medes hurried forward and hugged Brunhil's body, "It's Xino, he's dead."

The body of the girl in her arms gradually softened.

Brunhil collapsed on the bed, rubbed his long silver hair, and breathed heavily, "Why is this happening?"

"No, I should thank him."

Medes slowly put on her maid uniform, sat next to Brunhil, hugged her arm and rested his head on her shoulder, "If it weren't for Xino, I might not even be able to see him. you."

"My mother is an ordinary person in the nest world. Because of her awakening talent and her good looks, she was brought to the Saintess family as a bodyguard."

"She was favored by a knight from the Saintess family, and then she got me."

"When I was very young, I was favored by Xino, trained and used as a tool to get close to you..." Medes unreservedly confided her past to Brunhil, her salvation.

Brunhil fell silent.

After a long time, when it was completely dark outside, she sighed, "You should have told me these things earlier."

"I will protect you!"

Brunhil held Medes's hand, looked at the silver moon hanging high in the sky, and repeated, "Definitely!"

…

"Ouch!"

In another world.

Su Heng, who was possessed by the fifth template, was also looking at the bright full moon in the sky.

"The life form of the fifth template is undead, and the talent is life alchemy..." Su Heng squinted and began to try to use and become familiar with the talent of the fifth template.

Excellent quality of life Li alchemy.

There are three effects in total.

The life siphon can absorb external life and convert it into its own vitality, allowing the fifth template to grow rapidly.

The second talent, Resurrection of the Dead, is also the core skill of Life Alchemy. As long as there are powerful corpses as materials, the fifth template can create a variety of different undead monsters.

but…

Can those resurrected corpses still retain their consciousness during life?

If it could be saved, Su Hengdu still didn't know what kind of changes would happen to his personality.

As for the consciousness of a monster spliced ​​together from multiple corpses, how is its consciousness formed? Is it the fusion of different consciousnesses, or is it the more powerful consciousness that annexes the other weaker consciousnesses? This situation is even more complicated and can make Su Henghua spend the first half of the year. It’s time to write a good story.

Transforming into a natural disaster of undead is still a far-off thing for Su Heng.

The top priority is to improve your strength as soon as possible.

The fifth template is very superior compared to the other templates. Among all templates, it is the first template with an initial life level of two.

And, according to Willow.

On the fifth template, despite the long time, there are still obvious traces of radiation remaining.

It is conceivable that the fifth template must have been a powerful restricted area creature in life, but I don't know how similar it is to the white wolf in the sensory world.

But while having strong initial strength.

The difference is ignored.

The real world as a whole is much more dangerous than Terraria in space.

Although the perceived world is constantly collapsing, its danger level is generally relatively controllable.

In the real world, natural disasters are rampant and forbidden areas are everywhere. Even the powerful fourth life level evolvers can only stick to one place in such an environment and dare not act arbitrarily. The white wolf template who is still a little bean sprout is even more dangerous.

Moreover, judging from the information revealed by the skullcap in a hat just encountered, there should be another powerful undead force nearby.

The little skeleton just couldn't stand the exploitation of those guys.

Just came to Su Heng.

It's really... where the capitalists are, you can't live in peace even if you die. Su Heng thought about it casually, and controlled the skeletal white wolf to use the life siphon talent.

It originally wanted to find some fish, frogs and the like to extract life from the lake.

However, it took me a long time to find it.

There was no movement in the entire lake.

In such a lifeless environment, Su Heng felt an indescribable sense of oppression.

Su Heng did not dare to stay here for a long time, for fear that some monster like a big catfish would suddenly emerge from the dark lake and swallow his skeleton in one gulp.

Back away.

It came to the grass and looked at the lush weeds hanging in front of it.

Opening his mouth, a void black ball of light suddenly emerged from deep in the skeleton white wolf's throat.

From hundreds of weeds, wisps of slender black light flew toward Su Heng's mouth and submerged into the fifth template's body. Instantly, a feeling of intoxication and dreaminess arose in its heart, making people unconsciously indulge in it.