Chapter 1,661 Hongbai, You Plotted Against Me!

...When she arrived at Akara's tent, she must have just had dinner. The guard taking care of her was clearing away the dishes and chopsticks. She took a glance and saw that there were only two plates of vegetarian dishes, a pair of chopsticks, and one person who had eaten cleanly. Empty bowls with no rice left.

It's hard to imagine that this is a meal that the leader of the Adventurer Alliance, which controls the strongest force in mankind, should have. No wonder even the unruly sister Sharna didn't lose her temper at her.

At this time, Akara, who had just finished dinner, was already sitting on the desk, spinning his quill gently, as if he was thinking about something. Under the bright but not dazzling light, the wrinkles on his forehead looked particularly deep.

In the past ten years, Akara has really aged a lot.

He recalled how he looked when he first came to the Dark Continent and saw Akara for the first time. Although she was leaning on a cane and slightly bent over, the wrinkles on her face did not appear, and she could still clearly see her youthful appearance. The outline of the beauty is now no different from that of a sixty or seventy-year-old woman. It is really hard to imagine that she is as young, delicate and beautiful as Raphael, who is like a sister to Linya in the third world. They are childhood friends and childhood sweethearts.

Among them, there was some wasted time, but more of it was caused by worries about the alliance and the side effects of the prophet. You must know that in the Dark Continent, even an ordinary civilian has an average life span of about a hundred years.

so. Whenever I see the increasing wrinkles on Akara's face, I can't bear to stop Linya, who has put aside her identity as the heir of the Edward family and her position in the alliance. Continue to run to her and help with large and small matters.

"Oh, are you back? Just come back."

The movement outside and the voice of the guard woke up Akara, who was still deep in thought. She raised her head and noticed that Sister Sharna and I walked in together, which seemed like a couple returning home. He couldn't help but laugh.

Seeing that she was not angry, I breathed a sigh of relief. Even Sister Sharna beside me seemed to be slightly relieved.

"Come on, sit down. Today I'm still wondering when you can come over."

As he said that, Akara had already stood up and was going to prepare the refreshing water. I quickly went over to help. As a regular customer, I already knew exactly where the items in this little black shop were.

After they sat down, Sister Sharna used her straightforward style and apologized directly: "I came here to apologize for the fighting a few days ago."

It was a dry, cold, and insincere apology. As the Queen, Sister Sharna, I am afraid that from birth to now, she has apologized to others less than five times, so that’s why she said it. So stiff, I covered my mouth and snickered when I heard it.

As a result, half of this smiling face turned red when the expressionless sister Sharna reached over and pinched it hard.

I plead guilty, I submit to the law...

Akara was not angry because of Sister Sharna's blunt attitude. If she had not sincerely apologized, she would not have made this trip at all. She stretched out her hand and placed it on my and Sister Sharna's hands. He patted her gently with serious words.

"Just take it as a warning. It didn't cause much damage anyway. I believe you two won't do this again in the future."

I haven't done anything bad.

Seeing Akara's behavior, I felt a little aggrieved. She must have regarded me as an old drunkard, but I was unjustly accused. Honey, look, it's snowing outside in June.

"By the way, Wu, I wonder how your conversation with that witch princess went?"

Seeing that Sister Sharna was not used to the atmosphere of bowing her head and apologizing, Akara changed the topic very considerately. It happened that this matter was also related to Sister Sharna.

"No more, no less. That Kohaku...that miko princess is very sneaky. She said a lot at first glance, but actually she didn't say anything to me."

When I recalled it, I couldn't help but roar in my heart. I spent so long selling my integrity with her, and even taught her how to make money, but the One Hundred Thousand Yuan Princess only revealed one piece of useful information to me.

"Oh, come and see?" Akara asked curiously.

"She said that a soul did pass through the passage to hell more than thirty years ago, but she was not born yet at that time and was not very clear about what happened. She said nothing else. .”

I glanced at Sister Sharna and said this.

"Sure enough, the burgundy demon came back from there too." Akara nodded in confirmation, but did not look surprised.

"Also? Besides the burgundy devil, is there anyone else who passes there?" I keenly caught a very key word and asked immediately.

"I accidentally let it slip, but I can't hide it from your wolf ears." Akara was stunned, and then teased me with a smile.

"Forget it, it's not a big secret. In the past hundred years, the other person who passed there was none other than your teacher."

"Teacher?" I was stunned, but I quickly realized who the teacher Akara was talking about might be.

"Old man Galen, are you talking about the hairy leg fairy?" In surprise, I even called out the nickname I had been slandering him in my mind. I felt bad about this and immediately shrank my neck.

Sure enough, Akara, who had shown no anger when he saw Sister Sharna just now, frowned.

"Dear Wu, even if Mr. Gallen is not your teacher, you can't say that about him. If you have to count, in the alliance, his existence may be the same as Mr. Arlandan. He is aloof and is the only remaining member of our older generation. one."

"I can't tell at all that he has the demeanor of an old-timer, and his flowing leg hair is the only one of his kind left." I muttered in my mouth, but my head kept clicking. .

"Grandma Akara. You mean, that old...ahem, teacher, he has been to hell?"

"That's right. Otherwise, why do you think he was still in the first world when he was so powerful?"

"That's right." I thought for a moment and realized that I had missed this doubt.

The Hairy Leg Immortal is so powerful. Even Grandpa Wixon in the Third World knows his name and respects him very much. He couldn't come back from the Third World before. So, how did he appear in the First World? How could the powerful people in the third world know about it? His strength and level could not have been developed in the first and second worlds.

According to Akara's statement, it can be explained immediately. This old man has even been to hell. That suddenly surpassed the status of the strong people in the third world, and it was ridiculous that he was not strong.

Moreover, from this bit of information, I also thought of Grandpa Wixon's familiarity with hell back then. He didn't tell me the reason at the beginning. He only said that my current strength was not strong enough, and I would naturally know it in the future.

Considering the situation just now. The Hairy Leg Immortal may not be the only one who has been to hell. The relationship between the alliance and the witch clan is far from what it seems, as if they are meeting for the first time.

A single horse goes to hell and faces countless hell monsters. There are many demon king-level experts among them, and they must be at least as capable as Zhao Yun of seven in and seven out. With my current strength, I am not qualified. It is reasonable for Grandpa Wixon to say that.

After thinking about all this, I couldn't help but exhale a breath, shouting in my heart that it's a big black story.

"Grandma Akara, the relationship between the alliance and the witch clan goes far beyond that. You asked me to ask that witch princess. It's so unkind." I gave Akara a complaining look.

She and Kane, two old foxes, knew so much, but they still asked me to go far away from the near and go to sell my integrity to the red and white princess.

"You have wrongly blamed me." Akara expressed injustice.

"The Alliance does have a lot of affection for them, but it does not mean that we are familiar with them or have dealt with them. The witch clan is a mysterious race that has existed since ancient times. They live in seclusion, even if they are the original sin that burned the entire Dark Continent. They have not been touched during the war, and we really don’t know much information.”

"Sister Sharna, do you remember anything?" I turned around and asked Sister Sharna, who had been listening.

"I can't remember. My memory since I went to hell has been blurry. I can only recall... first it was very cold and evil... then it was muddled. Suddenly, I felt a warm breath, and then... something I don’t even know anymore.”

Perhaps since the conversation between Akara and I, I have been trying to recall the memory of what happened after passing through the passage, but unfortunately, Sister Sharna did not remember it.

She only recovered a small part of her memory, and most of this small part of her memory was the wine-red demon's combat understanding and experience skills.

"Why don't we go get some cow tears?" I decided on the cow again.

"No, the tears of the cow can only work once." Akara said immediately, giving up my thoughts.

"Why don't you just ask the Witch Princess directly?" Sister Sharna has quite penetrated the essence of Huanglong, but her cold murderous intent seems a bit like torture to extract a confession.

"She wasn't born yet at that time... maybe she really didn't know." I laughed bitterly.

"I don't know how old that miko princess is." Akara drank tea slowly, her white eyes moving slightly.

"But, I'm sure, at least not smaller than you and Sharna."

"You Hongbai, how dare you lie to me and say that you are some pretty young girl, where is your moral integrity, you bastard!!!"

I suddenly raised my neck and roared, wishing I could turn into Godzilla and trample the hundred thousand yuan princess into a red and white machine.

"If the princess doesn't want to say anything, I'm afraid she has her own reasons. As far as I'm concerned, she's not the kind of person who would give in on insignificant matters." When I was angrily preparing to settle the score with Hongbai, Akara said slowly again.

"You can't mess with her. Not to mention that it will damage the relationship between the alliance and the miko clan. Furthermore, even if you two are put together, you may not be a match for that princess."

"Wha...what?"

I could still understand the first sentence, but the last sentence... surprised me.

"Although the red and white princess is indeed very strong, she won't be too strong..." She frowned slightly. I touched my chin and thought.

As long as the difference in strength between two strong people is not so great that the weak one cannot detect the strength of the other at all. In other words, one of them has a very powerful ability to hide aura, so these two people can more or less sense each other's strength when they are together.

The Red and White Princess did not deliberately hide her aura. I can vaguely feel her strength. If she adds weird spells and other unknown skills, even if she transforms into a Hell Fighting Bear, I have no confidence that I can win her.

Her strength is probably at this level.

Now, Akara says that sister Sharna and I may not be able to win each other together. And Akara must have known that I had broken through to the realm of world power, and took this situation into consideration before coming to this conclusion.

"Be patient and listen to me."

Seeing that Sister Sharna and I were unable to calm down, Akara stretched out his hand and gently pressed it, indicating that we should sit down again.

"This is one of the few pieces of information that the world can know about the witch clan. It was Teacher Yalandlan who told me."

Hearing this, I nodded slightly and understood why Akara said this.

Among the active races known today, the elves are the oldest and have the most complete collection of classics. If even Yalandlan, the great elder of the Elf clan who has lived for more than a thousand years and is the oldest and most knowledgeable and wise man, only knows so much, then it represents the entire Dark Continent, and perhaps at most there is only So some information.

"First of all, the Witch Clan has been guarding something for generations. As for what it is, I don't know. Don't ask me, but it is definitely not that passage. It is easy to guess. Before the War of Original Sin, the strength of the Three Realms was extremely powerful. , the eight wings were the peak power of that era, and the six-winged strong men were not rare. Among them, the strongest man in the Dark Continent, King Arthur, the Elven Lord, was a super strong man who could compete with the six-winged ones. I don’t need to explain these secrets. You two have also heard that at that time, angels and demons used the Dark Continent as their chessboard, and that hell passage was of no use at all."

After speaking in one breath, Akara coughed a few times and continued.

"Then, as the leaders of the guardian clan, the miko princesses of the past generations are not very strong themselves, but they seem to be able to borrow powerful power. Perhaps because of this, the miko princesses of each generation do not live very long."

"In other words, the strength of the Miko Princess that I noticed is real, but once she borrows that power, Sister Sharna and I are no match for her. That's why, right?" I suddenly realized.

"exactly."

"Since that guy is so powerful, wouldn't it be a pity not to make full use of it?" I looked at Akela strangely. She was an evil capitalist who made the best use of everything. How could she leave such a big coolie unused.

"It's useless. The mission of the witch clan is to protect things. Even if the Dark Continent is destroyed, they will not care. The War of Original Sin is the best example."

"Then why are you running out now?" I muttered.

"Then, we can only ask her in person." Akara laughed, very cunningly... To be continued)! ~!