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Fold the corners of the table mat, re-press it with the candlestick, and turn the ashes around.

The tall blond beauty slipped off the table at some point and lay down on the large chair. Her plump chest rose and fell slightly, her eyelashes trembled slightly, she was quiet and beautiful.

She is too tired.

She fell asleep.

Hui Jin looked at the sleeping fireproof girl and showed a helpless smile.

"It's not okay to just sleep here."

Not intending to wake up the sleeping beauty, Ashes gently stepped forward, put his arm around the Fireproof Girl's shoulders, and let her head rest on his chest. He picked her up through the crook of her legs with the other hand and carried her to the bed in the side room.

He covered the fire-proof girl with a quilt, then closed the curtains, then turned and left.

"Have a sweet dream."

Chapter 63: Go to work! Dancer

In the fire ceremony.

Qiang~Qiang~

The sound of armor being polished echoed in the empty corridor. Following the sound, a tall and majestic figure appeared from the corner at the end of the corridor. It was a heavily armored knight.

The cold air exhaled by the knight condensed the air, and a thin layer of ice covered the armor, and the sound sounded rhythmically as the heavily armored knight moved forward, until he opened a door in the corridor, which was full of The oppressive footsteps finally stopped.

squeak~ah~

The knight named Bordeaux stood at the door to prevent himself from disturbing the sleeping people, but at the same time, the sunlight from the window at the other end of the corridor seized this opportunity and got into the room.

Under the light, the woman's face was revealed.

This is a woman with long silver-white hair, wearing a gorgeous dress. Her figure, which is much taller than ordinary people, indicates her status as a god. Frost condenses on her body, bonding her to the bed.

"Bordeaux."

The knight stepped forward. He stepped across the bluestone floor tiles and felt disappointed when he saw that she still hadn't woken up.

He stretched out his armor-covered hand and wanted to brush the woman's cheek, but saw the eyelashes trembling slightly.

The knight excitedly lifted her up and looked at her face expectantly.

"This is me."

The dancer woke up from her slumber. She seemed to have had a long dream. In the dream, the blood flowed violently, her body turned into a beast, her consciousness fell into madness, and finally she became the soul of a knight killed by the sword.

Is this the world after returning to the First Fire?

Seeing that she had regained her normal arms, the dancer was a little confused. She must have turned into a beast after drinking Sullivan's potion.

"Bordeaux."

The heavily armored knight's surprise call brought the dancer's consciousness back to reality.

"Bordeaux? It's you. I didn't expect that we could actually meet after death. You can't stop Sullivan's conspiracy."

Looking at the knight who had also returned to normal size, the dancer was even more sure that this was the world after death.

"Bordeaux."

The knight shrugged silently and told the dancer that this was actually the Fire Sacrifice.

The person named Bordeaux actually kept repeating his name, but for some reason, the dancer was able to understand her meaning clearly.

"You mean His Highness Gwensuer saved us?"

The dancer exclaimed, isn’t that the daughter of His Highness Felianor?

After his identity as the stand-in for Princess Ge Cide of Lothric was exposed, in order to prevent the royal family from exposing the scandal of incest, Osroais simply invited the princess from Ring Seal City.

After all, information in Huanyin City is limited, and no one except the royal family knows the identity of this princess.

The dancer was in disbelief. How long had it been? How could the princess, who had always had no sense of presence, become in power? Has Sullivan died of old age?

She grabbed Bordeaux's armor and threw a series of questions at Bordeaux.

"Bordeaux."

The knight couldn't explain so many things at the moment, so he simply took the dancer's hand and planned to take her to meet the new master of the fighting knight.

After leaving the residence of the sacrificial site building, when passing the checkpoint, they met the black knight who was acting as a guard. When the black knight saw that the saint, who was the princess, had woken up, he took the two of them to the office of the fire prevention woman.

Dong dong dong~

The black knight raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Please come in."

Fireproof Girl is putting on protective armor with the help of Ashes.

After spending a few comfortable days under the care of Ashes, the fireproof girl has now regained her strength and plans to lead the team to the French Fortress.

And because he heard that the fireproof girl planned to go to the Farang Fortress in person, the old blacksmith was worried and worked with the newly arrived Vulcan to build this armor.

The real soul world is not a game. The protective ability of armor is very impressive. The old blacksmith who inherited the forging skills of Anor Londo used rare materials to forge armor that can even withstand the breath of an ancient dragon.

The main color of the armor is gold, and the design should be based on the dragon-hunting armor worn by Onstein, the king's four knights.

"Why is this breastplate so difficult to get stuck? Ashes, please move your hands away first, and I will try it myself."

This armor combines beauty and practicality, but it is very troublesome to wear. However, the fireproof woman has the miracle of time. As long as she successfully wears it once, she can wear the armor anytime and anywhere in the future.

Well, when the church completes the simplification of this miracle, it should also be popularized in the army.

While dragging the breastplate up from Ashes, the Fireproof Girl asked the Black Knight who had already entered the room.

"What's matter?"

She did not shy away from it, after all, the black knight sent by Elton as her bodyguard was a woman.

"Her Highness Gwen Avril, the saint, is awake."

The black knight stared straight ahead, looking at the wall in front of him as if he saw nothing.

After exhausting the boss's efforts, he fastened the breastplate and quietly stomped on Ashes. The fireproof woman said to the black knight: "Let her in."

"As commanded."

The Black Knight stopped Bordeaux and walked in with only the dancer.

"Your Majesty, Your Highness Sur."

As soon as she entered the door and saw the heavily armed fire-proof girl, the dancer instinctively felt that this was some important military operation and planned to avoid it first.

"It seems I came at the wrong time?"

"No, you came just in time."

After putting on the blindfold, the fire girl folded the paper on the table. She had no intention of avoiding the dancer. The dancer vaguely saw a picture of a dragon sitting cross-legged with his palms up.

"Are you my aunt's saint?"

She was about to leave, and the fireproof girl didn't bother to sit down and pose. She looked at the dancer up and down, and the sapphire on her eye mask shimmered with light, and she stood in front of the table and asked.

"What do you call it?"

"Call me dancer."

The dancer smiled bitterly. She was persecuted by Sullivan's conspiracy and would never forget this shameful identity.

"Okay, Dancer, it's a good time for you to wake up. You used to be the commander-in-chief of the Conquest Knights, right?"

The firebender pulled out a blank piece of parchment from the drawer.

Because Gwen Aviya herself is not good at fighting, her saints are generally better at fighting. As a saint, she is also the commander of her guards.

"That's right."

The dancer nodded.

The fire girl bent down on the table and wrote and drew, and then handed it to the dancer.

"This is the letter of appointment. As the commander of the knights on the expedition, you will obey the orders of the knight captain Richard and go and recover the Netherworld Church. Is that okay?"

"Well."

How could a stranger take over the army just after arriving? The dancer looked confused, her hands hanging at her sides, not knowing whether she should reach out or not.

This princess is so - so full of personality.

"Don't reply? Then take it as your acquiescence."

The fireproof girl stuffed the letter of appointment into the dancer's arms, asked the black knight to look after the house, called Ashes, and left the office directly with the dancer.

"There are not only enemies in the Netherworld Church, but my sister Ge Cide is also hiding in it. You are mainly responsible for communicating with Ge Cide and the Angel Cult to avoid unnecessary conflicts. Next, I will take you to report to Richard."

As they walked, the fire girl arranged the tasks for the dancers. Extraordinary times called for desperate measures. Since there was no problem with the dancers, just use them. As a military commander, Richard was already overwhelmed with work.

"Well?"

The confused dancer held the letter of appointment in her hand, followed by Bordeaux, with a lot of questions in her heart, and was led into the teleportation bonfire by the fire prevention girl.

Chapter 64: Yiku is leaving! (4k)

"Huh~"

Hawkwood was wearing a small felt hat and was shirtless, walking on the newly built marble road. After a day's work, he first went to the bathhouse and washed away all the filth. There were still wet stains on his body, along the edges. dripping from slightly longer hair.

Along the spacious road, we arrived near our temporary residence.

At the door of the hut, an old man set a pot at the door.

This is his current neighbor.

"What are you cooking?"

Hawkwood came closer, pulled the small matzah that the old man had prepared, sat down, put his hands on his legs, and asked, looking at the pot of glowing soup, he seemed to have seen the fire prevention girl make it in the sacrificial hall.

"Elemental soup was one of the few things that could make the undead and ashes taste."

During this period of getting along, the old man naturally knew that Hawkwood was also ashes, so he would not drink to death on the spot, so he scooped out a bowl of soup and handed it to him.

Although the Fireproof Woman has long solved the problem of the undead and ashes' bodies being less aware of the outside world, now these undead are not much different from ordinary people except that their bodies cannot metabolize and they can be resurrected after death. However, You should pay attention to your diet. The church has recently accepted a lot of undead people who killed themselves because they ate too much and couldn't digest it.

But there are still some people who like to use stimulating vegetarian bottles or soups to reminisce about the past.

"Come on, try it. I learned it from the Sun Warrior I met at Gulongding."

This speech tells a story at first glance.

"Old man, what did you do before?"

This old man could always make dishes from all over the world, many of which he had never heard of before. Hawkwood was suddenly curious and couldn't help but ask.

Even though he had a very long beard and spoke in an old-fashioned way, I thought he was just a little old man. He was half a head taller than Hawkwood, and his body was bulging with tendons that held him up under his thin single clothes.

And according to previous exchanges, this person was one of the ashes who was awakened when the bell first started ringing, but he didn't intend to fulfill his duties.

"I'm from the Royal Guards of Casas. As for my name, I've forgotten it so long ago that I don't know where it is. What about you?"

The old man didn't seem to care about his past identity, and he opened his mouth to tell his origin.

"I'm from the Frank Immortal Team."

Hawkwood remained calm and calmly drank a bowl of vegetarian soup. Then he put his hands on his legs and stood up. He wanted to go to the room to find the flange sword repaired by the old blacksmith and chop it off.

"Hey, hey, it was before, it was before, I am now a legal Lothric citizen."

Upon seeing this, the old man quickly grabbed Hawkwood, and then took out a bunch of things to prove his identity.

"Look at this, the residence certificate of the Immortal Settlement, this is the quotation of His Highness Suer, and this, look at the notes I took for the church promotion yesterday."

"I am a great citizen."

Hawkwood twitched his arm hard, as if he was entangled by a gargoyle and couldn't get out. It seemed that this person was 90% impossible for him to beat. He was speechless and choked for a moment.

A pile of books gathered in front of Hawkwood. He pushed the books that almost covered his face and said helplessly: "Okay, okay, I know you are fine, so can you let me go now?"

"That's right. His Highness Suer has always emphasized tolerance. I haven't done anything wrong, but I have still passed on the ashes of the fire. You can't treat me as a human just because I used to be a Casas person, right?"

Seeing Hawkwood sit back in his seat, the old man breathed a sigh of relief, scooped him another bowl of soup, and continued his chatterbox.

"And it's all thanks to His Highness Sur. If it weren't for her, I would have thought that I would be waiting for the world to be destroyed when I woke up this time."