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"Well, the relationship between humans and ghosts is not over yet, it's amazing."

In the ruins of the underground hall, Jiang Xia whistled in a disgrace, which attracted the glare of Old Saren. The old hunter turned his back and wiped his tears.

In a very gentle way, put away the ashes in front of you into a specially made box.

His hands were bleeding, and the scorched flesh even showed signs of carbonization. If he was not treated, the burn would turn into permanent disability.

But he didn't seem to care at all.

After putting away the ashes, he staggered over, staggered for a while, and was held back by Jiang Xia. The embarrassed Lao Jiang winked at him and asked in a low voice:

"Whose child is Helya? I have discovered before that her eyebrows look a bit like you. You, the old man who cuckolds the head of the family, is amazing."

"Not what you thought!"

Old Saren pushed Jiang Xia away, and he said angrily:

"You are not allowed to insult the master and wife. They are very loving. The lady is the real blood descendant of the Helford family. I just... I just..."

"Okay, okay, no need to explain, man, I understand."

Jiang Xia still said with an ambiguous smile:

"A woman like Mrs. Samina, even if she gets married, is destined to be the goddess that all men desire. I don't care about the grudges and hatreds between you.

I'm very vulgar, I just want to know...

Have you slept?

And, did Master Fleming know that his hat is a little green?"

"Shut up."

Old Saen closed his eyes and walked towards some of the collapsed steps, he said:

"Your mouth is as bad as your heart."

"I just saved you, you ignorant old man."

Jiang Xia laughed, and he looked back at the broken hall and stepped out. Liu Hui was still very weak, so she was carried by a silly man. She walked out of the hall.

"Don't tell the lady about this."

The moment he stepped on the stairs, Old Saren turned around and said to Jiang Xia with a hint of prayer:

"I don't want her to carry a bag anymore. The story of our generation is over, so let it end."

"OK."

Jiang Xia agreed and then said seriously:

"But you have to tell me first why Mrs. Samina became a monster? And, where did the baron's father go? Isn't it enough for his wife to come back and see?"

Old Saren was obviously hesitant, while Jiang Xia touched the sun emblem that cooled down in his hand, and he said:

“Ms. Helya has promised to be my employee and I will take good care of her for you.

Say, Saron, if things are kept in your heart for too long, it will become troublesome. You are already determined to die today, and maybe you will also seek death again in the future.

Before you seek death, the story of Master Fleming and Mrs. Samina must be left with an ending.

I want to hear this story.

Just think of it as, this employment, the extra reward for this expedition.

For the sake of my bloodshed for you, you are not stingy and don’t even want to give me a story, right?”

Hearing Jiang Xia’s complaints, Old Saren’s steps stopped.

He looked back at Jiang Xia, and after a few seconds, he spoke:

"You want to hear it? I can tell you, but you have to promise me one thing."

"Tell me, say it."

Jiang Xia rubbed his hands very gossipedly, sat on the ladder and said:

"If the story is exciting enough, I will agree. Of course, don't hide it, especially the past between you and Mrs. Samina, I'm very interested."

Old Saren shook his head helplessly. He was also a little tired, so he sat there, staring at the collapsed and collapsed underground hall and family tomb with his eyes unconscious.

In today's battle, most of the castle was annihilated by the innate magical powers of the foolish monsters, and became a truly endangered building. It was completely undesirable. It had to be demolished and rebuilt.

Fortunately, Miss Baron is very rich, so I guess she won't feel much distressed.

Jiang Xia leaned against the stone wall beside him, and the weak Liu Hui was also placed next to him.

Apart from being naive.

Everyone is ready to listen to the stories of the older generation of Helford family members, just to take a post-war break.

"Fleming and I are distant relatives. He should call me a cousin. He is the direct descendant of the family and I am a side branch, but we grew up together since childhood.

More like brothers than brothers.”

“Our story is not complicated.”

Saen lowered his head, holding the cigarette Jiang Xia gave him in the corner of his mouth. As the smoke was burning, the old hunter said softly in a tired voice:

"Fleming and I grew up in this estate. Our fathers were witch hunters. Since the outbreak of the monster disaster, members of the Helford family have been guarding our land.

Therefore, our relationship with the Vaslo Witch Hunter has always been very good.

When I was a child, Fleming and I, like ordinary young people, worshiped those heroes who fought with monsters. As men of the family, becoming witch hunters is our destined life.

Fleming is very talented, especially likes spiritual skills and is gentle. But I, at that time, was more... freer, and more like a character who charges ahead.

We fought side by side, and Fleming quickly showed his strengths. Talented people could stand out anywhere. He used his mastery spirit-attached art to get the title of master at the Witch Hunting Association.

They would have awarded me such a title.

But I refused.

I don't care about those.

I just want to perform our duties with my brother.

I just want to protect this land that belongs to our family.

Fleming thought the same way, until... until one time we saved a monster, we accidentally saved a witch hunter in distress."

The old hunter stopped.

He seemed to be trapped in memories, and after more than ten seconds, he continued:

“It was at that time that Samina entered our lives, and her family was also aristocrats in the Old World, but with the migration to the new colony, all the glory of the family had left her.

She vowed to pay for her tribe members who died in the Old Continent. Don’t look at her tenderness, she is indeed a good warrior, and her bloodline abilities are more like a spellcaster.

The ghost's phantom, the white flame, is elegant and beautiful, noble and beautiful.

At the beginning, Samina and I got closer, and even reached the point of talking about marriage, but my cousin was amazing and he soon became close to Samina.

She is not a bad woman.

She didn't want to see our two brothers turn against each other for her.

So she chose to leave for a moment.

But because of her departure, Fleming and I had a deeper dispute.

Very old-fashioned story.

One night, a pair of brothers duels for a woman.

I lost.

He chose to exile himself like a loser.

Drinking all day long, and singing with those unscrupulous colleagues every night.

I heard about Fleming and Samina’s marriage, and it hurt my heart, so I made a very bad decision.”

Saen smiled bitterly, he touched his heart and sighed:

“Vaslo Witch Hunter takes root in the new colonies, but those veterans never gave up on their ideal of returning to the Old World, especially when we were young.

Every few years, they will organize an expedition to return to the old continent.

In those years, the monsters had not given up on their pursuit of humans. Every year, a tide of demons would rise from the other side of the strait.

The duty of the expedition team is to go to the old continent to find survivors. Before the demon tide begins, they will kill the monster lords, suppress low-level monsters, and then retrieve precious ashes, and cultivate more powerful witch hunters.

I was completely disappointed at that time, so I joined the expedition team that year and crossed the sea to return to the old continent, just to have a life of life.

But we were lucky that time.

Through the Baiya Coast, we went deep into the inland along the alienated forest, passed by several cities, and dealt with several monster lords without much casualties.

Victory and good luck have shattered our minds.

The leader decided to take a risk and take a look at the source of the first outbreak of the monster disaster.
To be continued...