Chapter 865 The Little Ghost’s Answer!

"So that's it, where is the old fox."

Haloxylon was bathing in a cold sweat under Akara's half-smiling gaze. I just thought that maybe tomorrow my wanted profile picture would be posted on the four city gates and on the walls of various bars.

"Very good, this is quite appropriate."

"Ha...ah hahaha, Grandma Akara, I'm just saying casually. Your wisdom and martial arts are well known to everyone, and I admire you very much in my heart."

I glared fiercely at the little ghost who was snickering at me from behind. I rubbed my hands and used a flattering voice that even made me feel numb.

It can be clearly felt that the little ghost behind him hugged his delicate body exaggeratedly and shuddered.

Shut up, you stupid ghost, shut up. Whose fault is it? If I lose my job, I will sell you to some shady sewing factory, where you work 18 hours a day and only earn 50 gold coins a month? ! ! Of course, diamonds and the like are no longer available. The money I earn in a year without eating or drinking is enough to buy half a pill.

Already trembling with fear? When you go back, apologize to me immediately and admit your mistake, just like I do to Akara now! !

"Don't worry, don't worry."

Akara smiled and let it go.

"Old lady, although I'm deaf and blind, I can't tell who respects me and who is hypocritical. It's better to be called an old fox than to be called an old fool."

"Then this saint will really call you Old Fox Luo."

The little ghost poked his head out again and said this directly to Akara before I had a chance to speak.

"..."

Goodbye, my job.

"Haha~~, if Your Highness Alice likes to be called like this, just feel free to call her like that."

Akara smiled unmoved, looking at the little ghost, her face was full of tenderness, and that kind smile was like seeing her long-lost granddaughter.

Well...then can I just call you Old Fox from now on?

Although I wanted to blurt out this sentence, the man's sixth sense made me vaguely aware of the danger, so I thought it was better to give up.

Why are the same people treated so differently? Oh, the little ghost is not a human, but a ghost. I often forget this.

I found a seemingly suitable reason to comfort myself, and I waited quietly for the next conversation between Akara and the little ghost. Although Akara is an old fox, the little ghost is also a master who refuses to accept soft and hard words from outsiders. To make myself sad, if she enters the saint mode, she will think about the problem much more reliably than me.

Sad...

"Then, Your Highness Alice, I will ask you the question just now, are you willing to become a strong person? Make a contribution to this poor continent."

Akara's expression became solemn, and his slightly old body, leaning on a cane, bent down towards the little ghost.

This is the highest courtesy given by the actual leader of the entire adventurer alliance in the Dark Continent. Ordinary adventurers, even domain-level experts, would probably be flattered and frightened by Akala bending down and saluting like this.

However, it is obvious that my little saint cannot be described by common sense. It should be said that her character is inherently indifferent to everything in this world except me. There is an almost cruel indifference and alienation. Even Vilas and the others can only talk to her. Essentially, if it is not necessary, the little ghost is not willing to communicate with anyone except me.

Therefore, Akara's position as the great elder of the alliance is no different from that of ordinary people to her, just like ants and ant queens. In the eyes of other species, aren't they all ants?

Seeing the most powerful elder in the entire human race salute her, this little saint felt at ease and not embarrassed at all. I don't know how to describe her.

"Is it just these two questions? If that's the case, this saint can give you the answer with great mercy."

With a light dance, the little ghost has turned from behind me to the side, raising her head and chest. Her whole body is exuding a faint holy white light, which reflects with the golden morning sun, adding a sense of majesty and mistiness to her. Then he said to Akara in such a condescending tone.

"..."

Hey, please, my little saint, even if you don't care about Akara's identity, at least because she is an old man, at least because she is my elder, can you be more polite?

How come my family has such a bold and arrogant ghost?

"First of all, the previous question is nonsense. Do you think this saint is a fool? She has such a powerful advantage. Why not make more use of it? Getting stronger is inevitable. This saint wants to become the number one saint in the mainland. "

"Her Royal Highness the Saint said that it was the old woman who made a mistake on my part."

Although he was inexplicably scolded by the little ghost, Akara was smiling happily. The process was not important, as long as the final goal was achieved.

"As for the second question...it's also nonsense."

The little ghost continued to teach the old man with his head high and his head high. If he stepped in front of him, the entire Dark Continent would be shaken three times.

"Why should I contribute to the entire continent? What does the life and death of other people have to do with this saint?"

The two little ghosts asked aggressively, which immediately made Akala, who was smiling just now, dumbfounded.

Hey, hey, that’s too direct.

I covered my forehead with a headache, but I didn't stop the little ghost. This is the best opportunity for Akala to realize the values ​​​​of the little ghost. Just take a good look. She is not the one you imagined who spreads her white wings to save all living beings. A holy angel, but a dark saint who ignores everything in the world and is both violent and venomous.

Akara opened her mouth wide and stared for a long time without reacting. With her usual calmness and calmness, she became like this. It seemed that the little ghost's words really hit her hard.

"That's right, you have no obligation to contribute to this world."

After a moment, Akara showed a bitter smile.

Akara actually knew a lot about the ghost saint in front of her. Even before she was rescued from under the church, Akara, as the great elder, had already investigated clearly. He knew about the little ghost’s father, Alexander, and about her mother, Yeris. Madam, it’s just that Akara has not found a way to break the hypocritical happiness between the three of them. It’s just a break. If he can’t find a way to break and then stand up, the ending may be even more tragic for the three of them.

Therefore, Akara did not bother him from beginning to end, until someone appeared, confusedly broke everything, and confusedly allowed Alexander and Mrs. Yeris to rest in peace. The most important thing is that he did it. What I have never been able to do - I muddleheadedly rebuilt the ghost saint's broken heart. This is probably the so-called fool's blessing.

Due to her understanding of the identity of Alice's family, Akara also understood to some extent that the ghost saint in front of her would definitely be dissatisfied with the world, but she never expected that this dissatisfaction would be so strong that it would distort her. Become indifferent to the entire world.

Akara couldn't hide her disappointment and frustration.

Saint...the unique saint profession, which can easily reach the power of the world. Even if it cannot reach the almost god-like strength of the first saint, as long as there is one more strong person with the power of the world, it will be It's a big help. If you think about it, after fighting hell for thousands of years, the world's strongest people who have appeared in the eyes of the world are just seven people. They are also the seven heroes in the legend.

And don’t forget, what is the greatest ability of the Saintess profession? It's not her own combat power, but her powerful auxiliary ability. It can be said that as long as a Saintess with the power of the world is surrounded by a group of strong men with sacred professions, even if it is the power of swallowing the world - that is, the devil. Level, four-wing level, equivalent to the epic level powerhouses like the Three Demon Gods and Tyrael, cannot easily deal with her.

Therefore, when hearing Alice's indifferent gaze that she had no interest in saving the Dark Continent and seemed not to pay even a cent of her hair, even Akara couldn't help but feel disappointed in her heart.

Taking a deep breath, Akara lived up to his title of old fox. He quickly concealed the disappointment in his heart. He rolled his white eyes slightly and seemed to have another idea.

"Then, Your Highness the Saint, please forgive me, old woman, for asking me a question. If you get powerful power, what do you want to do with it?"

"Well..."

The little ghost thought for a while and came up with the answer. She pushed her plump and beautiful breasts hard, put her two small white jade hands on my arms, and kept rubbing my forehead with her face like a pet.

"Do you need to say that? Of course, I will use my fists to kill all those who dare to interfere with my loyal servants serving this saint."

After she finished speaking, she seemed a little shy, a little proud and a little satisfied and laughed.

"Really, you little idiot."

I held the little ghost in my arms, my eyes were inexplicably sad, and I didn't know what to say to her.

"Huh, there's nothing I can do about it, because Xiaofan is my servant, and you always disobey my orders, run around, and provoke enemies. This kind and kind lady, the Holy Lady, can't leave your servant alone, so I have to do it. did so.”

He said that he felt aggrieved, and the little ghost raised his eyes that shone with dreamy silver light, stared at him, and said this dreamily.

"Thank you, Alice."

How can I repay this affection?

I'm just too arrogant. Can't I say it a little more nicely to satisfy my vanity as a man?

"Haha~~, that's good, that's good."

Somehow, Akara started to smile happily again. She always felt that she was acting weird today.

"Hey, old fox, don't order my servants in order to control this saint. Are you so stupid because of this saint?"

"Of course not, it's just..."

Akara paused with a smile, leaning on crutches to face the rising sun. Her illuminated face was full of joy and excitement at seeing hope. In her memory, it was only when she discovered my ability for the first time. , just showed such an expression.

"It's just that, Your Highness Alice, don't you know Wu's inner thoughts and his meaning better than I do?"

The little ghost was speechless for a moment, and then suddenly stared at me.

"What a useless servant."

The next moment, pink fists came like raindrops.

Hey hey, what happened to me?

But this strength...is too light to massage me.

Under the beating of the little ghost, I showed a comfortable expression like an old man drinking tea while basking in the warm sunshine at noon.

"Always causing trouble for this saint!"

Who is the one causing trouble for you, you idiot! ! But...oh, yes, right here, the strength will be increased.

"Always not caring about the master and running off to do other things."

What you said is that you have wronged me. Didn't I stay with you when you woke up? As for falling asleep... Do you still want me to lie next to you and watch you sleep? Don't confuse these two creatures, servants and dogs, you bastard! !

"Obviously I'm a servant... I'm obviously a servant... but I'm always so arrogant, ahh~~ (I bite)"

"Ouch ouch ouch——!!"

I've known for a long time that this move will definitely be the finishing move, so please bite me somewhere other than my head. You must know that what comes out of it is not just blood, but maybe also IQ, which is not much to begin with. ……not much……

"Finally, after a while, the little ghost had vented his anger. He curled up in my arms obediently like a kitten. He yawned contentedly, squinted his eyes and raised his head, staring at my face. He gnashed his teeth in half sleep, and then licked his teeth. Mouth snickered.

This...don't you think the flowers and plants on the roadside are more beautiful than my face?

I'm skeptical of the little ghost's aesthetics.

"Grandma Akara, you haven't told me yet why you revealed the priest's secret at this time."

I suddenly remembered the question I had at the beginning, which seemed to be interrupted by the appearance of the little ghost. Akara has not yet answered my question.

"Didn't I just say that? We have no choice but to make the priest profession public. Who told you to use Her Highness Alice's ability in public without saying hello to us beforehand?

This kind of thing will always be noticed by people who are interested in it. If Her Highness Alice is exposed to the public, her identity as a saint will soon be exposed. "

Akara spoke warmly, looking at me with white eyes from time to time, with a hint of reproach, and then sighed, indicating something.

"You know, we don't welcome the emergence of powerful professions like Saints in our alliance, but there are many..."

"So we can only make the priest public to cover up the existence of the little ghost, right?"

It suddenly dawned on me that I didn’t expect that my whim that day would bring such big trouble to Akala, and I really felt sorry for it.