Lord: Start with the Pioneer Knight

Kyle has long been used to unreasonable things happening to his master.

Even if the gods came to his master that day, he would only be surprised, not that surprised.

As for Odor, he was thinking about something in his mind and was a little absent-minded. He didn't pay much attention to the outside world. He followed his nephew and walked towards the back of the main hall.

Walk through the Coral Corridor and arrive outside Pope Sherrill's residence.

In front of the gate, four gold-level temple guards held tridents, blocking the way.

After a while, a mermaid priest swam out from the gate, lowered his head and replied: "The Pope agrees, Sandora guards, the three guests from the surface world, please come with me."

"Thank you."

Verin thanked him in a low voice and followed the mermaid priest into Pope Sherrill's private residence.

Under the leadership of the mermaid priest, three people and one mermaid came to a room made of coral. Compared with the surrounding stone buildings, it seemed a bit out of place.

"The Pope is already waiting for you all inside. Please come in." The mermaid priest opened the door, then stepped aside and said very politely.

Weilin thanked him again and entered the coral room first.

The room was very basic.

There is a red coral seat and four red coral chairs in the middle. On top is a tea set, including a teapot, a tea tray and six tea cups. It is obviously not made by mermaids.

There is a mirror on the left side. There are two sets of armor next to the mirror, one set of red soft armor and one set of black armor.

On the right side is a bookshelf with six floors in total. The fourth to sixth floors are filled with books. The words revealed on them are not Deep Sea Language or Mermaid Language, but Common Language. The first to third floors are some small objects from civilians in the human world, such as wooden knights, small wooden swords, windmills, stone beads, etc.

Looking at the internal layout, Weilin felt very puzzled. It seemed completely different from what he had imagined.

"rustle"

The coral horizontal screen dividing the room was pushed open, and a mermaid with a red fake flower appeared in front of everyone. The upper body was wearing a white dress, with the front covering the chest; the lower body was wearing a pink silk skirt, covering the entire fish tail, at the end of the fish tail. There was also a bell that did not make any sound because it was in the deep sea.

Seeing such a unique mermaid pope, Verin had a puzzled look on his face. He turned to look at Shandora, only to see that she kept her head lowered.

"Shandora, you go down first."

"yes."

Sandora responded, exited the room, and closed the door thoughtfully.

Before leaving, take the mermaid priest with you to avoid any unnecessary disaster.

She didn't know why the Pope was dressed like this, but it was always right to stay away. As for the three human guests, she could only pray that they would adapt to the situation and not anger the Pope.

Seeing Shandora walking away very neatly, Verin was not only confused but also confused.

"Dulcie, you are finally willing to come see me."

Hearing this strange name, Weilin was very confused. He couldn't help but look back, only to find that his uncle had a troubled look on his face. Strong curiosity suddenly arose in his heart.

This mermaid pope has not smiled for 500 years, and my uncle is only over 400 years old. The time does not match up at all!

At this moment, Kyle also noticed something strange about Odor. Although his face remained indifferent, the curiosity in his eyes betrayed his truest thoughts.

"Weier, long time no see." Odor said softly after his face changed several times, and finally returned to a calm expression.

"Two thousand years ago."

Hearing the familiar voice, Mermaid Pope Sheryl was relieved and smiled.

Odor hid his distracting thoughts in his heart and said calmly: "You are still so beautiful after two thousand years, without any change."

Weilin looked at his uncle and then at the Mermaid Pope. After a brief period of random thoughts, he instantly understood the general context of the incident.

This explains why my uncle knows so many things.

Of course, this may be just my own subjective assumption. Maybe my uncle has been reincarnated in the world many times before he accumulated such a wealth of knowledge and insights.

"I still keep these things you once gave me, and I always hope they can attract you back." The Mermaid Pope pointed at the books and toys beside the bookshelf and said softly.

"Back then, you left without saying goodbye. After you left the Hainas Mermaid Kingdom, there was no news or trace."

"I've been waiting for you for three hundred years, but you still haven't returned. The mermaids said you went to pursue the truth. The mermaids also said you were trying to escape me. The mermaids also said you had died..."

"Later, I got married, had a family, and had children."

"Later, I followed my husband and children to explore and eventually came here."

"Vell, I'm sorry." Odor said with an apology on his face, "After I left the Mermaid Kingdom of Hainas, I wandered for two hundred years. Due to an accident, I fell into a mysterious space. From there When it came out, a thousand years had passed.”

"In the mysterious space, there is no concept of lifespan, but there is the concept of time."

"After I came out from there, my life span passed quickly. Within a year, I felt that I was about to die."

"When I left, I returned to the Mermaid Kingdom of Hainas and left a letter in the place where I played when I was a child..."

The Mermaid Pope was full of anger and asked: "Dulce, why didn't you come to see me then?"

Odor said calmly, "You are married, have a family, and have children. I can't disturb you."

"So, you left quietly."

Odor said calmly, "Vir, let the past be the past."

The mermaid pope looked at Odor blankly, raised his hand and pointed at him, and finally put it down, with a somewhat lonely tone: "Dulce, what is your name in this life."

Hearing the words of the mermaid pope, Odor put away the memories on his face, with a serious face, put his right hand on his chest, bowed and saluted, and said solemnly: "Odor meets Pope Sheryl, wish you well."

"Odor, a very good name." Mermaid Pope Sheryl whispered the name, "Who named you, yourself, or your parents."

"My teacher, also my wife, I love him very much, just like Walter has always loved you deeply." Odor spoke frankly without hiding anything.

Mermaid Pope Sheryl looked a little hesitant, looked at the strange yet familiar Odor, and said softly: "Can you tell me about your teacher?"

"This is my honor." Odor said with a smile, leaning down and saluting.

In the corner, Verin and Kyle witnessed the entire conversation between the two, each thinking about it in their minds.

If Kyle imagines a story about hot-blooded teenagers and everlasting friendship, then what Verin imagines is a sad story about being unable to love and regretting for a lifetime. In addition, the mermaid Pope has not smiled for five hundred years, and it is even more difficult to imagine a mermaid. After the death of her husband, the Pope returned to his hometown and found the farewell letter left by his first love, and then this... that... and this...

Weilin secretly glanced at his uncle, wondering if he would beat him up on the spot regardless of the situation if he knew the story in his head.

Should he just accept the beating, or should he open his demiplane and hide in, letting Kyle block it for him.

Feeling the look in his master's eyes, Kyle felt a little confused.