Chapter 1636: 449 The Call of the Beastly and the Opening of Lost Paradise!_4
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“That’s my professional integrity.”
But Matthew’s next question quickly made his smile vanish:
“So did you really do it with Moson?”
“In his golden carriage?”
Lorraine imdiately scowled:
...
“No!”
“I used an illusion!”
“I just wanted to bluff him, but who would have known he would co so quickly, it was truly disgusting!”
“I also didn’t know vampires could be damn so fast!”
“At that mont, I really wanted to castrate him!”
“If not for your sake, I would’ve convinced myself to act out the whole scene, hmph…”
Lorraine looked extrely annoyed.
Matthew had no choice but to keep reassuring him.
Afterward, he asked:
“So do you think Moson saw through your disguise, or is he weaker than we thought and was fooled by your illusion just like that, hmm?”
Lorraine was angry but still quite rational:
“Not necessarily.”
“Theoretically, the God of Travelers is indeed very weak right now, not much stronger than an ordinary legend.”
“But this guy is known for being cunning and unpredictable throughout the history of the Heavenly Family Palace, I suspect he just wanted a free ride…”
“Damn him!”
As he spoke,
he couldn’t help but curse again.
Matthew continued to offer comfort.
To one side,
Claire was surprised to see “Jassiliven” change from a woman into a big man.
Shock was written all over her face:
“So are you actually male or female?”
Lorraine shrugged his shoulders:
“Don’t look at with those eyes, I am of course a big man.”
“Turning into a woman was under Matthew’s instructions.”
“I’ve just been going along with his weird hobby…”
Matthew scratched his head.
He didn’t deny it, mainly because Lorraine was indeed cooperating with him, but the other’s phrasing was just so easily misunderstood.
Not far away, Audacia’s beautiful eyes were filled with sparkling interest.
At this mont,
the straightforward Claire couldn’t help but look at Matthew and ask:
“So, was it also your instruction for him to discuss with last night how female orcs get through their periods?”
Matthew was shocked.
“Of course not!”
He imdiately retorted, wishing he could lift Lorraine up and give him a beating on the spot to prove his innocence.
However, it was hardly effective, not only did Claire’s look was filled with distrust, even Audacia’s gaze added a different kind of ripple.
Fortunately,
the Orc Sword Saint was a magnanimous person.
She didn’t fuss about those things—
or rather,
she had planned to make a fuss, but after eting the Beholder Sword Saint who had just awoken from an enlightennt state, Claire no longer minded such trivial matters.
Matthew took the opportunity to quickly finish the introductions between them.
“A little spar?”
The female orc’s eyes showed eagerness.
The Beholder Sword Saint smiled modestly:
“Of course, we can.”
The two started to fight.
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The edge of the market district’s open space crackled with noise.
Before long,
Claire was defeated.
“It’s not fair!”
The Sword Saintess’s face turned red:
“How can you use that many swords!?”
“I only have two knives, yet you have hundreds of swords!”
Big Head innocently shook his eyeball:
“Not hundreds.”
“In fact, I have a total of three thousand seven hundred and forty-one swords.”
“What I just showed you are the three hundred I usually use…”
Claire fell completely silent.
She continued to spar with The Beholder Sword Saint for a while.
The outco was still a complete defeat.
This painted her face with complete despondence.
“This is unreasonable.”
“If your tentacles are so many and so long, you can strike from an ultra-long distance with any weapon and win battles, so why do you choose to use swords?”
Claire asked, puzzled.
To her surprise, Big Head was actually stumped by her question.
“Right!”
“Why do I use swords?”
For a mont,
The Beholder Sword Saint fell into deep contemplation.
On the other side,
Claire also found herself in a similar state.
Seeing both inheritors of the Sword Saint’s Path enter a state of self-forgetfulness,
Lorraine couldn’t help but yawn:
“Look, too much sword practice, and you beco neurotic.”
“What kind of fool would ponder such a silly question!”
In the anti,
He propped up a chair, sat down on the spot, and started reading the little yellow book with relish.
Matthew continued to silently prepare for the aftermath of the looming battle.
Suddenly,
Lorraine put down the little yellow book and looked up to ask:
“Matthew, Speaking of which, do you still rember the elven king’s prophecy spell?”
“His exact words were—’The cunning Lord of the Thousand Transforrs, Jasliven, could she be among us?'”
“We also know that the real Jasliven has already broken out of prison.”
“Do you think it’s possible that she was there among that group of people, and soone has been swapped out without us knowing?”
Matthew’s face took on a grave look.
His mind quickly replayed all the people present at the ti.
It was at this mont,
Lorraine suddenly pointed the finger at him:
“The one who’s been swapped out couldn’t be you, could it!”
“I always feel that you’ve changed noticeably along the way, compared to before!”
“There’s also this decaying air about you, one that only life from a few generations ago possessed!”
Matthew was left dumbfounded by his words.
Then he couldn’t help but roll his eyes:
“How could it be !”
“Even if Jasliven were to co after , she couldn’t possibly get past my teacher’s Patronus!”
Lorraine showed an enlightened expression:
“You’re right.”
“So, if the Great Elven King’s divination is correct, who could the swapped person be?”
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