Noisy pubs in the evening are an indispensable theme, and Doka has always been disgusted with this, but few restaurants in the midtown area are still open after four hours after the dinner clock, while Doka, a restaurant in the lower city area, does not

I look down on it, but it’s not a good idea to take your friends from afar to a place with a bad environment and more crowds. As for restaurants in the upper city, if you don’t have a reservation, it’s impossible to eat there, so I’d like to pay more

I had no choice but to take Buti to the tavern.

Doka deliberately chose a corner near the window, which was not disturbed by passers-by and could be isolated from the group of drunkards who were drinking happily. This was already a relatively good location.

The amount of blackberry wine in Buti's cup was slowly decreasing. This kind of wine unique to the calendar province was a very novel experience for him. The sweet but slightly sour taste made him want to stop.

But Doka in front of him had been engrossed in eating potato wedges. Finally, Buti couldn't bear it anymore and said: "Although I agree with the adage that 'long journeys will make full use of short lives,' but you

Doesn't Lake look like he's ready?"

"Hey, uncle! I know what you mean, but this is the first time you've seen an adult Lake, and you don't know many things." Doka picked up the wine glass and took two big sips of blackberry wine.

After he swallowed the saliva secreted from the sour taste in his mouth, he continued, "This kid, Lake, may not look good in appearance and is not good at words, but I think he perfectly meets your criteria for accepting a disciple. He is not nonsense.

of."

"I don't have much intention to recruit a disciple at the moment, but since it's your request, I can still take a look at it first." Buti shook the wine glass, and the almost drunk blackberry wine sloshed in the glass.

Then, there was a crashing sound, "Hey, let's not talk about this! It's been a long time since we last met? I remember the last time was more than ten years ago, when you entrusted Little Lake directly to the neighbor,

Just go to Calendar City with me."

"More than ten years ago, that's a long time ago." Doka couldn't help but laugh out loud recalling what he did when he was young, and said with some nostalgia, "I still remember handing over that little kid Lake.

Aunt Susan took care of me. At that time, I thought about how I, a grown man, could waste my time on a little guy who cries so much that he can't speak yet. I might as well go out for a walk while I'm young."

"Yes! That's what you told me at the time! But at that time, I saw that Lake was so small, and it was so funny, so I used sage to tease him, and then the little guy would still laugh at you.

" Buti couldn't help laughing when he thought of Lake's cute look in front of him.

"Old Tom! Two more glasses of blackberry!" Doka turned the empty wine glass around and found that there were only a few drops of wine in the glass. He quickly shouted towards the bar and waited until he got a response from the tavern owner before he replied.

Over the top, he joked with Buti, "You know, in a place like a bar, you have to shout, otherwise they won't know your needs at all."

"It's like I've never been to the tavern. When I was adventuring outside, your kid might not have been born yet!" Buti scolded with a smile, "But you wrote to me last time and said that you found Lake's biological child.

Any news about your parents?"

"I limited the scope, and then guessed that they should be a pair of wandering magicians, or someone favored by some weak divine power. Then I went to the nearby archives to check the time when I first met Lake.

What a big event, what do you think I discovered?"

"The most famous event in 1995 was probably the disaster in the Doron Sea in 1995. The followers of the Sea Demon Lord opened the seal of the Ocean Church in the Doron Sea and attacked the northern provinces.

He was caught off guard and released the huge sea demon." Buti took the wine handed by the young waiter, nodded and took a sip gently before continuing, "Seven or eight masters, three saints,

The two demigods were in such a posture that I almost mistakenly thought that the demons from the hell world were coming. I remember that even Ms. Yuanxing was alarmed at that time, and she also called on her colleagues who were near the Duolun Sea to help in the battle.

The battle should not be described as war, it was really huge."

On March 3, 1995 in the Gregorian calendar, on the Unity Day of Lindobuti, the Sea Demon Priest who had been lurking for many months in the northern provincial capital Haoerlant used magic to break the lock that blocked the Sea Demon Lord.

In addition to the sealed demonized demigod, his followers were also sealed together. So the first thing the Demon Sea Lord thought about after being unsealed was to release the anger that had been sealed for thousands of years.

There is only one object worthy of its devotion, the international port of Haurland, Haorland Port. This was once the headquarters of the Church of the Sea. Along with it, there are those completely mutated believers. These fanatical believers quickly

Land occupied the edge of the port and expanded outward with it as the core.

After discovering such a situation, the Federation of Gods of Order and Goodness in Haurland, a small number of neutral churches and the Haorland Adventurer Guild formed a joint combat force to fight. Also participating with them were some capable civilians.

Strangers also participated.

In just half a month, under the orders of the capital, the five nearby provinces mobilized nearly 5,000 formal-level professionals and more than 10,000 entry-level professionals at the fastest speed, almost five

All professionals in the province who could be found by the authorities came to the northern province and participated in this war.

It took four months and three demigods and six saints to quell the disaster in the Duolun Sea.

According to incomplete statistics, the total number of casualties in this disaster was nearly 100,000, and almost hundreds of thousands of people fled the northern province. According to calculations by relevant people, the direct economic losses reached nearly 100,000 Lindobutil, and the indirect economic losses were nearly 100,000.

Economic losses are even more difficult to estimate.

Although the Sea Demon Lord is not a big figure among the many gods, he still left a mark in the history of the entire Farbuti Continent and even the world of Tai Lai. It is known as the Disaster of the Duolun Sea in history.

"Yes, my father also went there at that time, and I took over my family's store in Cary City not long after I returned home." Speaking of this story, in fact, no one is happy. As a person who has experienced it,

When Doka talked about this incident, he still felt that it was still fresh in his memory.

"So what are the results of your investigation?" Buti did not continue on this topic and quickly guided the topic back to the previous one.

"When I was cleaning up the warehouse recently, I found a piece of cloth with an elemental inscription on it. Although the inscription is no longer usable due to external damage and energy supply, I checked the information and asked some friends

, I can barely tell that it is a disguised rune, which can be regarded as a branch of illusion. Nowadays, few people know this kind of unorthodox inscription." Doka waved his hands and gestured in mid-air.

"So you are saying that Lake was not abandoned, but that his parents may have encountered some unsolvable problems. In order to protect Lake, they hoped to entrust him to someone worthy of relying on, and then he appeared here

At your door?" Buti followed Doka's explanation and roughly guessed Doka's conclusion.

"Yes, that's my analysis too." Doka confirmed Buti's guess and continued, "In the Duolun Sea disaster incident, the joint combat forces did not completely clean up the followers of the Sea Demon Sect. In fact,

There are still a small number of people who escaped the purge and are lurking, wanting to take revenge on every participant who can."

"Then are you going to tell Lake?" Buti changed the topic and brought the matter to Lake.

After Doka heard this question, the hand that had just raised the wine glass stopped, hesitated for a moment, and then put the wine glass back on the table: "I have thought about this question, but I still haven't told him the truth, so he always thought

It was his parents who didn't want him, and then I adopted him into my home. This is actually not that important to him. This is not something he should bear. If someone really wants to bear the consequences for this, then that person should

it's me."

Buti's expression became serious. He knew what Doka meant. He was making a request to himself, asking him to protect Lake: "Well, I understand. I can help you with this matter, but with the matter of accepting a disciple, I can help you."

I will still put him to the test. After all, our Advocate Sect is not a large-scale recruitment academy. We accept everyone as long as we sign up. We must meet certain conditions and maintain them before we can join the sect."

"I understand this. In your entire sect, there is no member of the Value Church in the province. It is well known that you are strict in selecting people." Doka adjusted his mood quickly. During Buti's speech, Doka said

He had put down his heavy weight, put on a light expression, and joked to him, "He has always wanted to run away from home and have a try. He has been preparing for this for a long time, but I have never agreed."

Hearing this, Buti's originally serious face also laughed: "Oh? Now that I'm prepared, I'm looking forward to seeing what he can do."

Lake, who was reading a book at home, suddenly sneezed. He put down the book and rubbed his nose, feeling that he was a little chilly.

Although the temperature in Cali City has gone up in April and is not considered cold anymore, in this season of spring and summer, it is still quite common for the temperature to vary greatly between day and night.

Lake got up from the lounge chair and planned to go to the backyard to get the thin blanket hanging out to dry, using it as a weapon to keep warm and keep out the cold.

"Dong, dong, dong." Before he could go downstairs, he heard someone knocking on the door of his grocery store, and judging from the loudness of the sound, the force used by the knocker was quite strong.

Lake frowned, thinking that his father who had gone out to socialize had come back. He complained and walked downstairs faster: "Why do you keep knocking on the door and don't use the key? How much wine have you drunk? I don't even know where the key is."

Where is it?"

The hurried footsteps stepped on the wooden stairs, making a violent sound, which made the building that was already aging let out a painful wail. Lake, who went down to the first floor, skillfully relied on the charged light shining into the first floor from the outside.

He unlocked the door, but when he opened the door, the picture he expected in his mind did not appear in front of him. Doka, who was drunk and drunk, collapsed weakly on the ground, and from time to time something inimitable came out of his mouth.

Some of the strange sounds were just the leaves blowing off due to the night wind and the charged lamps lighting up the way for people traveling at night day after day.

"Why don't you sleep at night? You're so free!" Lake looked around again, but still couldn't see anyone appearing, so he could only mumble, secretly venting his anger in his heart.

In the shadows not far from the grocery store, a thin boy was watching all this. After Lake walked back to the house and closed the door, he quickly ran out of the dark corner and hurriedly walked through the door.

After a few blocks, he arrived at the lower town and stopped at the door of a dilapidated hut. He did not push the door rashly and went in, but knocked on the wooden door with three short and three long strokes. Not long after, an equally thin man

The short-haired girl opened the door, and neither party spoke. When the girl saw that it was a familiar person, she turned around and walked into the house, while the boy followed quickly in silence.

They walked through a dilapidated corridor and came to the door of an unobstructed room. The room was not very big, and the decoration in the room was simple. Except for a few pieces of cotton cloth that could no longer be seen, there was only a burning fire.

It can attract the boy's attention, and next to the fire, a young man wearing a patch is roasting potatoes on the pile of charcoal fire.

"Boss, he is the only one at home now." The boy took off his hat and bowed respectfully to report.

"No. The old man changed his request. He said he wanted a good-looking girl. She doesn't have to have legs, but her hands must be good." The young man showed a satisfied smile when he saw that the potatoes that had been cooking for a long time were finally completed.

"Okay." The boy did not refute the young man because his hard work for many days was denied. He still stood there and waited for the young man's next order.

"Be quick and inform those 'rats' tomorrow morning." As expected by the boy, the young man still entrusted this task to him.
Chapter completed!