Farrell looked outside at this time. The sea water below was flowing turbulently, but a little bit of fluorescence fell from the bottle in his hand and fell on the sea water... The little bits of fluorescence gradually dispersed along with the waves on the sea surface, and finally went out.

.

These are the heroic souls of those great knights, the twelve knights... Although they are only part of them, they cannot survive for too long after losing the carrier. But is it too wasteful to just spill them out like this?

Despite this, the witch just opened her mouth and did not choose to point out the other party's fault... The only person who knew Farrell was her mother, and she only knew the legend of Farrell from various channels.

"Who is your father?" Farrell suddenly asked.

Jillian shrugged and said: "I have never met him. My mother told me that my father died a long time ago... Maybe you can tell me a little bit, after all, you seem to know my mother too?"

Farrell frowned and was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked: ""Akshay Records", why do you know its existence?"

Miss Witch narrowed her eyes and said: "This starts from a musician who is obviously very talented, but loves to explore... But what he gained was not the "Akshay Records", but just a few pages of the "Dead Sea Documents"

"That's all. I made rubbings of these pages of the "Dead Sea Document" from his hand. Although the rubbings do not have the power of the "Document", their function as clues to the "Akshay Records" is the same.

"

"It's just a few pages of the "Dead Sea Documents", which can't be put together." Farrell said calmly: "No one has ever put together the "Dead Sea Documents". You'd better give up and make another request."

"Why, even Mordred, the most ferocious and evil knight in history, is afraid of the "Dead Sea Script"?" Gillian smiled sweetly, "In this case, you were so heroic in defeating three twelve round tables by yourself before, but now you will

It’s a big deal in people’s minds.”

"Do you really want to find "Akshay Records"?" Farrell suddenly asked.

"Otherwise, I have to go through all the trouble to rescue you, obviously not because I am like a little girl, worshiping you."

"After you find the Akshay Records, what are you going to do?" Farrell asked again.

The witch lady looked at the night sky in front of her and let out a silvery laugh...it was just a laugh and no answer.

"My name is Farrell." He also looked outside, "Mordred is dead."

"It doesn't matter." Miss Witch said softly: "As long as you can help me, it doesn't matter even if I ask you to call you my lord..."

Farrell shook his head, "Go to Kamlan."

"Kamlan?" Miss Witch was startled, "Where is it...what are you going to do in that place?"

"Since we are looking for the "Akshay Records", we naturally need to get something back." Farrell said calmly: "This document has been looking for more than just a little witch like you..."

"You mean, inhuman?" The witch frowned, "Strong? Stronger than you?"

"You don't want to know what true power is..." He slowly closed his eyes at this time and ignored the witch lady.

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ps1: After looking through the reward records, I found a cute host named "the cutest fat guy in the world" who serves tea to capitalist bosses as usual.

ps2: Then 27 becomes 29 ozt...
Chapter completed!