"Acquaintance! I''m an acquaintance! Open the door!"
Outside the wizard world, he pounded hard for a while.
I found this thing in front of me. It''s a little hard. I can''t pry it off for a while.
Olga immediately felt bad luck.
A few seconds earlier, he would be able to squeeze in and meet old acquaintances.
After all, I''ve been missing you for many years.
I''m in the silent heart college, but I''ve been a security guard for a hundred years.
I don''t know how many old acquaintances were still alive. Some of them upset themselves and took the opportunity to kill them.
At present, Olga is not completely helpless in the face of this obstacle, but he has to make some big news.
According to his hunch, if he really wants to do that, the plane consciousness will arrange a strong person to strengthen the regiment for cross space siege.
Therefore, after carefully thinking about the choice, he chose to turn and leave.
Although the wizard world cannot enter, according to the mark he left in those years, many acquaintances are wandering in other worlds.
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In half an hour.
At the edge of a battlefield, Hawthorne, with white hair, is presiding over logistics and mobilizing materials for various places.
As a former dean of the silent heart college.
Since he was left with permanent sequelae by a level 6 psionic 2000 years ago, his strength has never returned to its peak like a large dam that keeps releasing water.
Therefore, he is no longer suitable for the front line and has been responsible for logistics.
In the room, after communicating with his subordinates through the communicator, Hawthorne just wanted to mobilize taling''s internal data.
Taling suddenly reminded him that there was an abnormal situation in the room.
Subconsciously, Hawthorne began to gather his strength.
At this time, a familiar voice entered his ear:
"You mixed up into this egg..."
The words are very rude, and there is a feeling of familiarity.
He turned his head and saw a red haired figure in a red robe taking wine from his wine rack.
Seeing each other, it was as casual as entering his own house, and the familiar red hair, Hawthorne''s mind suddenly appeared a name.
[Olga].
After all, I was too impressed.
There are not many people with psychological problems in the existence he has been in contact with, but Olga is the only one who can freely change his character between mental patients and normal people.
Knowing who the other party was, Hawthorne was nervous and relaxed a little.
Not Olga he trusted.
But according to his understanding, the probability of living from the other party is half.
There''s a little survival.
Hawthorne sighed and asked:
"Who called you out?"
Olga randomly picked a bottle of wine, bit the head of the bottle, and chewed it slowly with the cork:
"That''s heartless.
In those days, I worked for your college for a hundred years. Can''t I come back and have a look occasionally? "
As he spoke, he ate the wine in his hand.
Eat like jelly.
The wine that was originally liquid, even if the wine bottle was broken, still stayed in place, as if they were blocked by an air wall.
Hawthorne replied calmly:
"I don''t think anyone will miss you."
Without paying attention to the other party''s disgusting answer, Olga smiled and said, "in those years, you tried to extend the contract."
Hawthorne thought about it and nodded seriously, "fortunately not."
Until now, he clearly remembers the complex expression when talking to the guy who sold the summoning ceremony when he heard that he used the summoning ceremony to summon an abyss demon to maintain the safety of the college.
Awe, admiration, helplessness, doubt, shame
In the face of such a complex look, Hawthorne was also full of question marks.
Until, he heard the other party say that the calling ceremony was with them and was usually used only when they decided to die together.
Only then did he understand why the other party''s look was so strange, and why Olga showed that strange expression when he was called out in the face of his request.
For a time, Hawthorne''s heart was inexplicably complex.
I couldn''t help sighing. Fortunately, I didn''t use that thing after feeling that Olga''s character was a little strange.
Otherwise, it is estimated that there will be a big disaster
After a casual conversation, Olga left the room slowly with a bottle of wine.
In his eyes, Hawthorne''s internal organs have been corroded by another force, and only about half of his soul is left.
It''s not much different from a living dead man.
The white hair on the head is the result of a large loss of vitality.
For such a short-lived guy.
He''s too lazy to do it.
I feel a little disappointed.
"Originally I wanted to kill some acquaintances to ease my mood..."
For Olga, the biggest difference between acquaintances and strangers is that killing is more commemorative.
In addition to the existence of a good relationship, there is no existence that can not be killed.
Strangers, bad relations and ordinary relations can all be killed.
"Forget it, just pick a world and destroy it..."
In such an idea, Olga tore open the world barrier at will and chose a direction with his eyes closed.
Prepare to see which world will be so lucky to meet yourself.
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A few days later.
The 6548257th floor of bottomless abyss - [lava wasteland] - main city [karasya]
After venting his emotions, Olga returned to his hometown again.
Compared with other countries, there are more talents in their hometown and they speak better.
Therefore, after habitually killing several lucky passers-by and losing several bottles of magic potions for others to snatch and fight, Olga chose to squat in the room and think about life.
Two days later, a figure pushed the door and entered. Looking at him with a serious look, he asked suspiciously:
"What are you doing?"
Olga replied without raising his head:
"I''m in a bad mood. I decided to be quiet..."
Hearing the speech, after being stunned for a moment, Goran Er sat directly on his lap, pinched the flesh on his left and right cheeks, looked directly into his eyes and asked curiously:
"You should have such a time. I thought I couldn''t see it in my life..."
Since she met Olga, the other party in her eyes has always been kind of heartless and heartless. She belongs to the kind who has been cut several times and doesn''t care.
unhappy.
And it''s a long time of unhappiness.
This was the first time she had seen this in Olga.
After thinking about it, Goran Er noticed, pinched Olga''s face and suggested:
"Do you want to go out and kill some passing guys?"
Hearing this proposal, Olga gaton raised his head, looked very surprised and sighed:
"... this proposal is not like you can put forward..."
He knew very well that as an elf, Golan had never liked to kill himself.
Ignoring his surprise, Goran answered his question in a very natural tone:
"I just think that compared with irrelevant guys, the guys I care about are more important.
If you feel happy to kill, do it. "
After listening, Olga stood up and said:
"... forget it, we''d better go to eat. I remember the last restaurant. It''s pretty good..."