Chapter 501 How long do you want to hold me?
Proficiently letting Paslik and the old grandmother pull, Horn turned and walked towards Grampvin, who was waving to him.
"Good boy, you ran to Black Snake Bay without saying a word." Walking up to the grinning Grampvin, Horn gave him a hammer, "The Cheka even said you defected. We are ready to arrest the entire troupe.
If Ftseva hadn’t delayed the time, your small team would have been arrested.”
“Something happened. It's urgent. Dia is pregnant in ten months and is about to give birth. How can I not be anxious?" At this time, Grandpowen took a child from the purple nanny next to him.
"Your Majesty, look at my son, healthy and beautiful."
Taking the tightly wrapped baby in Grampwin's hand in surprise, Horn stretched out his hand to tease his wrinkled face. Small face.
It has to be said that for the Gramp and Wen couple, beauty comes second, and health is the main thing.
After all, Dia’s physical condition and the sequelae of being a witch, who knows whether they will be passed down to the heirs.
“What’s his name?”
"We named him after our respective fathers, Julio Raimundo Masarino, or you can call him Jules Masarino." Grampwin said with emotion. Stroking the baby's soft hair.
"Jules, what a name."
As soon as Horn finished speaking, he saw Dia, wrapped in a thick woolen cloak, sitting in a wheelchair and talking to a bald tattooed man. The monks pushed him closer.
“We haven’t seen each other for a year, Diya.”
Compared to Grampwin, who is still skinny, Diya is a little fatter, but it’s the kind of puffiness or Said it was swollen.
It can be seen from her slender wrists and pale face that giving birth to this child must have caused Dia to shed a layer of skin.
"Yeah, we haven't seen each other for a year."
Dia opened her empty eyes. Although she couldn't see, she could accurately take the baby from Horn's hand: "Who can To think that in one year you could first capture Fort Joan of Arc, then defeat Fort Black Mountain, rush to the aid of Xiaochi City, defeat Rapid City, and win four battles, your name will be spread everywhere in Black Snake Bay."
After chatting with Dia and others for a while, the old grandmother walked over with Paslik who looked awkward.
After the old grandmother chatted with Horn for a few words, she began to introduce to him the several elders of the secret party who had arrived.
"This is the representative of the Bald Head Club, Schlingman."
The corners of Horn's mouth trembled, and he held it back hard to prevent the V-shape from appearing on his face.
The middle-aged man in front of him was wearing a white ruffled shirt and an elegant vest.
But on the cuffs and collar, seven or eight inches of hair crazily came out of the gaps, on the neck, face, hands, back, and ankles.
The thick black hair covered his face, and Horn could not even see his face clearly, but he could clearly see the shining luster reflected on his Tianling Cap.
Yes, he was covered in hair, but only his forehead was hairless.
"Hello." Horn straightened his lips and shook hands with the elegant wizard.
“I’ve heard of you for a long time, Your Excellency Horn.” He bowed gracefully, and Schlingmann’s furry hand covered the back of Horn’s hand, “It’s beyond my expectation that you are so young. "
"You, you are also very, uh-handsome!"
Paslik has done homework for Horn in advance, so he naturally knows the situation of the Bald Head Club.
The Baldhead Society was originally just a group of alchemists hired by hairless nobles to study alchemical potions for hair.
So it is not essentially a secret party for bald heads, but a secret party for studying hair growth on bald heads.
Only with the help of a witch, he broke away from the sponsorship of the nobles and began to develop alchemy potions and spells related to monster taming.
The strange thing is that they only study how to tame furry beast monsters, such as the most common snake monsters in Black Snake Bay, and they don't care at all.
But Horn never expected that the Bald Club wizard only had no hair on his head, and the rest was all hair.
Fearing that his laughter would cause a diplomatic accident, Horn and Schlingmann hugged each other, apologized, and went to meet the next leader of the secret party.
“This is the elder of the Flame Rose Society, Wizard Onken.”
Horn breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Wizard Onken for the first time.
Compared to atypical wizards like Paslik or Sissi, this old wizard from the Flame Rose Society looked like a wizard in his impression.
Wearing a soft pointed wizard hat, deep eyes and a hooked nose, a white beard hanging down to his chest, a black robe, and a staff inlaid with rubies in his hand.
"It's a pleasure to meet you." There was still doubt in Onken's eyes, or he was just not good at words. He asked in the next sentence, "Where is my apprentice?"
With Sissi and Paz Rick informed that Horn had already mentally anticipated the peculiar character of the Black Snake Bay people and knew that he did not do it on purpose.
"Mormont and others are all on Qiumu Island in Daze Township. To be precise, the wizards who were previously rescued from the Red Copper Fortress, collected from Xiaochi City, and returned from Rapids City are all gathered on Qiumu Island. Island. "
Speaking of the latter, Horn's voice was specially amplified. In these convoys, he saw many people with children and daughters, who must have come to seek refuge with their families.
In the territory of the Salvation Army, places other than Daze Township are the old areas of the Messiah Sect. The atmosphere is relatively closed and very resistant to wizards. In Daze Township, the atmosphere is relatively open, and since it is a new town, there is not much resistance to outsiders and wizards.
“When can I see them?”
“You need to register at Qiumu Island first. We will give you the identity of a free miracle priest, and then you can move freely within the territory. ”
After getting the answer he wanted, Onken bowed to Horn and stepped aside.
Grandma Vivian introduced Horn to the next visiting leader of the secret party.
"This is Bachelor Kelburn of the Dragon Language Scholars Association."
Bachelor Kelburn is in his early forties, with a mouth full of crooked black teeth, wearing a satin scholar's robe, but with a linen patch.
The founders of the Dragon Language Scholars Association are actually a group of El scholars and doctors who study magic.
Among the five secret parties that arrived, the Draconic Scholars Association is the only school of complete magic.
Famous for his passion for dissecting monsters and investigating the origin of magic. He also has extensive research on law and practice. Many Black Snake Bay cities will hire dragon language scholars as consultants.
Horn stretched out his hand to him: "Hello, hello."
"Nice to meet you." Kelburn held Horn's hand, "I heard that you are a rare person in a thousand years. "A witch man?"
"Ah, so to speak..." Looking at Bachelor Kelburn who kept touching his hand, Horn used a lot of force to pull his hand away.
"Then do you know magic? Can you demonstrate it? Can you demonstrate to me the infected person on the spot?
Or can you give me a tube of your blood? Or Can you give me your hair, oh no, can you give me a piece of your finger?
You are a male witch, don't you have both ╰╯ and ({})? Have you ever had sex with a normal witch? Your Excellency Catherine, have you two had sex..."
Before Kelben finished speaking, several bald monks covered in tattoos covered his mouth and dragged him aside.< br>
Although his mouth was covered, he was still struggling, making whining sounds.
Standing aside, Catherine and Catherine, whose faces were red and almost bleeding. The bloody Jeanna glared at Bachelor Kelburn fiercely at the same time.
“Haha, Bachelor Kelburn spoke more directly, please don’t take offense. "The old grandmother waved her hands, and the tattooed monks consciously dragged her away from the scene.
"Hahaha, of course not." Horn sadly discovered that normally, he should be embarrassed or angry at this time.
But he was extremely peaceful at the moment, and even felt a little familiar. He even saw some shadows of the past in this group of people.
"Okay." The old grandmother coughed, "The time for each person's meeting is limited. Now that Bachelor Kelburn has finished speaking, please allow me to introduce Saifei, the leader of the Painful Monks.
As for Lord Lulesi, she was injured in the previous siege and came in a carriage with the leader of the Painful Monks..."
Before the old grandmother could finish speaking, a carriage stopped. The door of the carriage on the roadside opened, revealing a white-haired woman.
She is about 1.9 meters tall, looks like a girl but looks like a boy. She is wearing a loose black aunt's robe, but her bulging muscles can still be seen.
There are many large and small scars on the resolute and solemn face, and there are even new scars with wet blood.
Horn recalled the information, single-handedly, captured the city first, tall and strong...
You can’t be wrong, this is the leader of the Ruoan Party, Lulesi.
Without waiting for the grandmother to introduce her, Horn took the initiative to greet her and stretched out her hand towards the tall and strong woman.
"You must be Lord Lulesi."
The woman looked at him for a second or two, but did not speak. She just shook his hand solemnly, then turned around and took out a little girl from the carriage.
Just as he was about to put her on the ground, Horn took the lead, held the little girl in his arms, and squeezed her plump cheeks affectionately: "Is this your daughter?"< br>
The white-haired nun still didn’t speak, and just looked at Horn blankly.
"Your Excellency Lulesi?"
Only now did Horn feel something was wrong. He got closer and looked carefully at the white-haired nun's mouth, only to find that it was sewn shut with needle and thread.
She couldn't speak, so wasn't the handshake just a default?
Horn glanced at the empty carriage, and a layer of cold sweat suddenly appeared on his back.
The strange voice of the old grandmother sounded from behind: "The person in front of you is Saifei, the leader of the Painful Monks."
This is Saifei, what about Lulesi? There is no one else in the carriage.
Horn suddenly felt that everyone around him had quieted down, especially the natives who were looking directly at him.
"The one in your arms is the leader of the Ruoan Party, Your Excellency Lulesi."
"Oh, eh."
The hoarse cigarette voice came from the arms There was a sound, and as soon as the little girl with twin tails opened her mouth, there was a strong smell of blood and tobacco.
“How long do you want to hold me?”
(End of this chapter)