Chapter 1182 Mark

After recalling the other person's mimosa, he immediately bowed elegantly.

"Hello."

The voice was cold and indifferent.

Before knowing the nature of mimosa, this kind of etiquette saved Mimosa a lot of trouble. Pohl obviously didn't know the nature of mimosa.

He pays more attention to the equipment on Mimosa.

In his perception, the mimosa in front of him was full of danger.

Look at the six rings engraved with the words of defense and healing secrets and the seemingly ordinary necklace that still exudes extremely negative energy.

There are also mysterious words on the belt that resemble "lightness" and "dexterity".

The pants should be some kind of ferocious animal skin, giving people a cold feeling, and there are teleportation runes on the shoes.

more importantly……

Bohr involuntarily looked at the backpack on Mimosa's waist.

That backpack gave him a chilling feeling.

It seems that if he does anything casually, he will suffer disaster.

So Bol stood up straight.

"Is 2567 here?"

"I'd like to meet him if possible."

"My name is Pol."

Paul said so.

"Hold on."

Mimosa said, walking into the room.

The moment the door closed, he let out a long breath.

Although the garden is considered part of the room and is also protected by the system, the fear after seeing a stranger still makes Mimosa feel chills on her back.

Fortunately……

Mimosa looked at Kieran.

With him.

He is my strongest supporter.

"What's wrong?"

After feeling Mimosa's gaze, Kieran, who was washing the dishes very skillfully, raised his head.

"A player named Boll is outside the door and wants to see you."

Mimosa said truthfully.

"Poll?"

Qin Ran frowned.

He is quite wary of this player who is obviously unfamiliar but gives him a sense of familiarity.

"I'll take a look."

As Qin Ran spoke, he picked up the cloth and wiped his hands, took off the apron and handed it to Mimosa.

After putting on the apron, Mimosa watched Qin Ran's leaving back. When Qin Ran completely disappeared behind the door, he quickly cleaned the dishes.

As for the matter between Kieran and Bol?

Mimosa believed that Qin Ran would handle it well.

…

"I asked the people in the tavern that you came here."

As soon as he met Kieran, Bol told the reason why he found this place.

Qin Ran was not surprised by this.

He didn't hide it when he came here. Almost everyone in the tavern at that time should know.

However, this does not mean that Kieran will relax his vigilance against Boer.

"I have no ill intentions."

"I just wanted to chat with you after learning something about you."

As if sensing Kieran's vigilance, Bol said this.

"What are you talking about?"

"The only title 'Sword of Dawn'?"

"Or is it about the 'Guardians'?"

Qin Ran probed.

Obviously, Kieran knew very well that there was something about him that deserved others' attention.

And in fact, it is the same.

When Qin Ran uttered these two words, he could clearly feel a slight change in Boer's breath—he tried his best to hide it, but Qin Ran keenly noticed it.

As mental attributes and perceptions become increasingly powerful.

Some people's cover-ups have long become useless in Qin Ran's eyes.

"The only title is my secret, I don't want to tell it."

"Regarding the 'Guardian' is also my private matter, and I don't want to share it with you."

Qin Ran didn't pause and spoke directly.

And the moment he finished speaking, Qin Ran turned around and left.

To Kieran, this was a stranger.

A stranger to be wary of, but not to care about.

"wait……"

Subconsciously, Bol was about to raise his hand to stop Qin Ran.

But the moment he raised his hand, a narrow-edged long sword shot out from his shadow and stopped at his neck.

The blade is sharp.

Full of blood and malice.

Bol could even hear the wails of the dead from above.

This is an 'unknown' sword.

Bol confirmed immediately.

And this confirmation also made his raised hand become raised high.

"I have no ill intentions."

Bol reiterated again.

"I don't care whether you have any ill intentions or not."

"I only know that you and I are strangers, you are not my friend, and I am not someone you trust, so don't use unnecessary temptations to explore me."

"This is a huge city."

"Death is common here."

Qin Ran didn't look back and spoke in a very calm tone.

Yes, this is a huge city.

There is a so-called machine law enforcer, but there are too many ways to bypass these machine law enforcers.

Killing is not the theme here.

But it is an everlasting accompaniment.

Looking at Kieran's figure without looking back, Bol was filled with a sense of powerlessness.

He used to be so similar to the other person.

him in that era.

It's the same as the other party.

Therefore, he was very unwilling to come to this era.

Unwilling to be controlled by that woman like this.

I couldn't bear to be laughed at by that woman.

even if it is...

die!

He also wants to give that woman a hard slap in the face.

Thinking of this, Bol took a deep breath.

He lowered his voice and said, "I know a secret of the witch."

The witch's secret?

Qin Ran paused in his steps.

"I don't know if this secret is related to the legacy she left behind, but I can guarantee that it must be closely related to the 'Guardian'."

Seeing Qin Ran's stopped steps, Bol sped up his speech.

Then he took off his right glove.

A strange smile surrounded by red lines suddenly appeared on the back of his hand.

It's like induction,

When the weird smiley face on Bol's right hand appeared, the back of Kieran's right hand trembled slightly.

He turned around immediately.

Kieran's eyes narrowed slightly after seeing clearly the weird smile on the back of Bol's right hand.

"'Mark of the Witch'!"

"That's what we called it back then."

"Maybe there are other names now."

Bol looked at Qin Ran who turned around and said slowly.

"Now it's called the 'Witch's Gift'."

Kieran replied.

"Gift?"

"Right."

"At some point, it does qualify as a gift, but that's only before you 'offend' her."

Bol's tone became grave.

"'offend'?"

Kieran squinted his eyes as he chewed on the word.

In this word, he felt too much unusual.

"yes."

"How can a servant with a mark surpass his master?"

“Whenever a servant goes beyond his master’s words, it is an offense.”

"When that time comes..."

"You will become like me."

Bol's voice was low, his tone was very low, and he spoke with hatred.