MTL - Vanguard of the Eternal Night-Chapter 82

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Six months later, Stephanie gave birth to her first and only child.

He is a boy, born with sparse brown-red hair, and there is a pair of small round ears hidden in it - as proof of his orc blood. Although born in less than a month, he is very strong.

"You are finally here," Stephanie said.

The first time as a mother of a human woman did not have any joy, she looked at her son's gaze just like watching a powerful enemy, both abominable and fearful.

She named her son "Lenhart", meaning the heart of the lion.

Little Ryan didn't grow up in the mother's arms. He grew up in the arms of different women. If someone is willing to feed him, he will drink milk; if not, he will go hungry. Fortunately, his nature is tough and intelligent, and he learned to hide in the sheepfold and **** the goat's milk from the young antelope.

When the boy was one year old, Stephanie finally saw the druid again.

Unlike Stephanie, who is a few years older, the Druid is almost unchanged. When he saw Stephanie, he told her a message: "The head will be back soon. I will take you and Lanehart to our meeting."

Stephanie heard and wondered about their "head" for too long, and even unbelievable at the moment, she asked: "Headmaster... adults, come to see us? Is that your... the leader?"

"Yes." Druid said, "Pick up, I will take you to the meeting place when the day is bright. Don't be nervous, you will know later, the head of the team will always look back at the mission every ten years or so. By the way, check out dkp."

He knelt down and saw Little Ryanhart hiding behind the doorframe and said softly, "Come, Ryan, remember me?"

Little Ryan will only blur the two syllables, but this does not prevent him from taking a small step to the front of the druid, and hugged his leg.

Young children always instinctively look for older people who can protect themselves. He never got any care from his mother; the mysterious and powerful Druid often brought some gadgets to him. Of course, Little Ryan regarded the Druid as an asylum seeker.

The next day, they once again reached the little temple of Muyou.

At the bottom of the temple, there is a spacious meeting space with a long table in the middle.

At this moment, there are several people sitting on both sides of the long table. Among them are the people that Stephanie knows: the pastor Mu Yu, the Master is blushing.

There are also Stephanie who have never met: the thief is fragrant, wearing a hood at the moment, holding his chest with his hands, sitting on the seat and bowing his head; the warlock is inflamed, boring and smearing his own hand bones; the death knight director, if Think about Stephanie and Little Lane Hart.

The eyes of the undead made Stephanie cold and stunned.

The druid's hand was gently placed on her back, and a warm and awkward force passed through the moment.

"Don't scare the sister." Druid said, "You are back. How many of them are Chaoyang?"

"Chaoyang, Ande, and the takeaway were sent out by the head of the delegation to deal with the gods, and I can't come back for a while." Yan Hong said, "Don't worry, I left two mirrors - I looked at them."

Now, six people are sitting neatly in the conference room, plus three "temporarily unable to come back", and their heads, is a whole team.

Stephanie and her son sneaked into the end, listening to the legendary powers discussing some of the things that seemed to them to be in the details.

She is ashamed and carefully restrains her curiosity.

But unconsciously, Little Ryan didn't know how to fear, stumbled toward the first seat, climbed up, and curiously looked at everyone on the long table.

The voices of the members stopped for a while, and everyone turned their heads to look at Little Ryan. Druid whispered: "Lyan, come to me. That is the position of the head."

The attention of the strong guys made Little Ryan instinctively shudder and excited. He called out "ah" and slammed his arms and danced his arms.

Suddenly, the long table was quieter.

The members bowed their heads:

"Head."

"Evan."

"Boss."

The male elf, known as the "Head of the Captain", has a platinum-gold haircut that is clearer than the flowing gold and more dazzling than the condensed moonlight.

This is a dazzling beauty, but it is not so aggressive. He has a pair of emerald-colored scorpions, and when he looks at anyone, no one can be attracted to him.

His seat was occupied by Little Lane.

He reached out and gently stroked the boy's brown-red short hair, which made Ryan instinctively quiet.

"Hello, madam, and this little gentleman. I met for the first time, I am Evan Paladin, the head of this team." The elf said softly.

This is Stephanie's first impression of Evan: handsome, powerful, gentle, unfathomable.

The young Lanehart is much more direct: he is a strong, strong enough that I should not defy.

Evan sat in the second position next to Ryan.

The members reported their progress to Evan.

The blush first said: "There was a hundred thousand gold. This place was bought by us. The trading station just picked it up. I have written it on the handwriting. I have just got in touch with both the north and the south, and there is no real progress. There was a friction with a Goblin tribe."

Druid followed: "There are 31 households with a population of 101, including 87 male laborers, 2 children, and 12 old and weak. There are still three human settlements on the sidelines, and I will be responsible for moving them over. of."

Evan nodded and looked at the account book written by the blush and spoke a few words to them.

After a while, he said: "You have done a good job. Blush, I have always been very reassured to you. This is the core and source of all the plans, I hope you can hold it firmly."

Then he turned to the pastor.

Pastor Mu Youhui reported: "The head of the report, 30% of the 100,000 gold in Yanhong was exploited from me. I just registered the Holy See in the Japanese Empire, and I have not had time to train the pastor, but I have already earned money. ”

He said, he twitched the thief who was sleeping next to his elbow.

The thieves continued in a lazy tone: "I will be idle, I will protect myself during the day and go out to steal the purse at night..."

Speaking of this, the people on the table sneered out.

Evan shook his head helplessly and said: "I will talk to you about the establishment of an assassin organization as you mentioned before."

The priest and the thief have come to an end here, and it is the turn of the warlock and the death knight.

Fan Yan said: "Report! The development of health in the bones, we already have the main base and the first and second bases, and the bones are guaranteed to be continuously supplied!"

"Head, the succubus is a bit uncontrollable. We can't show them to the old, so there are many succubuses coming to the south. I guess I will be exposed to humans sooner or later." The director said, "Is it necessary to give them a hand in advance?" Prevention needle?"

Evan smiled and said: "It's a good thing. Your undead and demons here will soon find things to do. Muyou, but you, say hello to the elf empire in advance - the appearance of the undead is also very conducive to the Holy See. The development of."

"I understand, the head of the team." Mu You said, "Head, are you calling ‘good at raising 寇’?”

Evan gave him a helpless look, and Mu You immediately said: "Well, this is called strategy, I understand!"

At the end of the meeting, they discussed Stephanie and her son again.

This is not their first discussion, but it is the first time to be open and honest, to tell Stephanie their position:

The Master said: "The rise of mankind is good enough for us. Anyway, there is nothing more profitable than directly starting a country."

Druid said: "Well... I just can't understand that human beings are enslaved, that's it."

The priest said: "We need a base camp. Even if I pull down the hood to reveal the bone shelf, no one will want to rush to burn the base of me..."

The thief said: "I don't care, just find something to do."

The warlock said: "la la la, I listen to the head! The head said that I will do it!"

The death knight said: "Well, I said on behalf of the comrades who are not there: human women are more in line with our aesthetics, and seek to break ..."

"Cough!" Evan interrupted the last sentence and smiled. "So, madam, this is all our thoughts. I am their head, I will assign their duties, manage and correct their means; I am also responsible for leading them from the right path to the goals they have promised."

Evan said this when they came here more than a hundred years ago.

Evan has never said anything about it. He has led everyone and supported everyone in these years. He is the only leader in the hearts of these members.

This is a regular meeting of the team, there is nothing to be nervous about them, but it makes Stephanie greatly shocked.

And this is the first time that Ryan has reached out to a certain class—a class that is very different from the human beings around him.

The strongmen standing in this class are powerful enough to do whatever they want, and their eyes never fall on the fly-cat **** in front of them, but they are planning a race, a god, the present and future of a religion. This continent is like their chessboard. They only regard the gods as their opponents, and everything else can be enjoyed.

When human beings are still struggling to harvest the food of the end in the ashes, these powerful people have already seen the fog of history with transcendent wisdom, and have influenced the long river of destiny with absolute power.