Gano was stunned and asked, "Are you waiting for me?"

Privine nodded and said, "From the moment you were born, I knew you were here. I know everything about you." Although Privine's hair and beard were white, he did not look aged, and there were no wrinkles on his face. Gano couldn't help but guess whether the elves were like this after they were old.

"How is your magic used?" Privarn asked suddenly. Gano came back to his senses and replied: "I know nothing about magic, but I just use magic power through my intuition."

Privain couldn't help but frown: "Didn't Thorens teach you magic? They just let you face Mony with no idea? Facing the most powerful mage in Asmod's continent?" "Maybe for an incompetent person like me, actual combat is the best way to learn." Garno didn't think anything was wrong.

"The Thorensius family has always been good at using others. They know that the elves will not stand idly by the shadow dragon, so they ignore your life and death." Privine looked a little unhappy, as if he had a deep prejudice against Thorensius.

Gano couldn't help laughing: "It's like the thorny wilderness is just my responsibility and disasters and disasters. Should the elves wait for us to solve everything with peace of mind and carefreeness here? You can't stand by my side with me, you can't stand by your side with your own life and death. Can you keep this continent alone by being swallowed by the thorny wilderness? Do you know everything you know is necessary to gild yourself?"

Privain was ridiculed by him, but he was not angry. He just said, "I don't understand why you have such a big opinion of me. You should also know how Thorensius treats you. They don't care about your life or death, they only care whether a shadow dragon can regain their dusty name. For this reason, they do not hesitate to force you to do what you don't want to do, and make your hands covered with blood. The elves are peaceful by nature, and your doubts will be answered by time, but please listen to advice from an old man who has lived for thousands of years. I don't want to see the hero who can save Asmod become a tool for the selfish family to seek benefits."

"What does it matter? Isn't this good? Get the needs of each other. She gets the family benefits she wants, I save the mainland and get rewards at the same time. After all, Thorensius can make me work willingly and complacent, and you don't think about why I must be this savior? A Moni has already made me bruised and all the cornerstones gathered, and I'm afraid I'm almost dead. I want to know why I want to die for your future? Anyway, I'll die if I don't save this continent. I think my life in the past fifteen years has not been so beautiful that I can torment myself for the mainland, right?" Gano said with a smile, "Where do you see that I am such a noble person? I don't care what they want to do. In short, my task is to get those fourteen people back to the dust, right? Then I can complete the task, right?"

"Do you want the entire continent to be under Thorceus's control?" Privin asked hurriedly.

Gano reached out and rubbed his forehead gently, looked at Privine, and said, "I have said that I don't care, I don't care anything! I've been walking by death for a few years. You ask me to care about who the next ruler of the mainland is? Fuck him, do you think I'm a copper-stem and iron bone that will not be hurt? Do you think half of my body can be automatically recovered? Those people, who will rule them, do they care about themselves? Is there any difference between who is their king? Does anyone care about the demise of the Aipo Dynasty? Is there any problem with another ruler? Is it my business? Am I still alive at that time? Are you all so stupid? So stupid that you can't even get any favorable conditions for alliance with others?"

Privine sighed: "I have tried to advise you that you will be killed by Thorensius sooner or later."

Gano couldn't help laughing out loud: "I know that from the first time I met Sethy, I knew that she wouldn't care about my life and death. So what, as long as I am still the Shadow Dragon, then she wouldn't ignore me. As long as I am still this fucking savior, then no one would ignore me!"

Privain looked at him, but he stopped talking, and finally sighed and said, "Go back and continue to rest. Your injury has not healed yet, and you need more rest. I have done everything I can, and you can't help if you don't listen." Gano nodded and turned around and left.

Privine looked at Gano's back and said with some disappointment: "He has only been in contact with Thorensius for several months. How could he trust them so much? They are not people who can believe it." Behind him, a sound came amid the sound of a robe dragging the ground, and a calm and solemn woman's voice sounded: "This is your fault. You told him Thorensius's sins too anxiously, but did not take into account that he had human thinking. Privine, he is not an elf and cannot think about others like us. He has human **, you said, he is obsessed with that person.

The blonde lady, then he may also be obsessed with the great power and wealth that Thorens can bring to him, and even willing to take risks for it. Moreover, Thorensus's actions are nothing wrong from a human point of view, they are just considering their own interests. Privian, you should change him with the elves' benevolence and tolerance, so that he can become a true, selfless savior. Privian, although you are an omniscient, know everything that happens on this road, but you cannot know the sinisterness of human hearts. Human ** we cannot imagine."

"You are right, I am not considerate. He grew up in poverty. This may give him the will to endure pain, but it may also make him unable to resist power and wealth. Moreover, there is a beautiful, gentle and noble lady there, who is not able to resist these temptations."

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After Gano walked out of the woods, he saw Andaya waiting outside. When he saw him coming out, he walked over happily, but found that his face was not good. So he asked carefully: "What's wrong? Does Lord Privine don't like you?" Gano thought about her taking care of herself overnight recently, slowed down her tone and said gently: "It's nothing, I'm just worried when I can go back."

Andaya opened her eyes wide and looked at him with some grievance: "Are you leaving? Why? Why do you leave here so well?" She had never left the Elf Land, but everyone in the Elf Land was so good, and she had no worries about food and drink, and the water flow was clear, so she felt that this was the best place in the world.

Gano didn't know how to tell her that she knew nothing about the outside world of the Elf Land, and even if she knew what the outside world was like, she couldn't understand why he wanted to go back.

Andaya asked, "Is it good outside? Or is there someone who treats you very well waiting for you, and you have to go back? Just like when I go to the stream and Sister Ankada is waiting for me?"

After hearing what she said, Gano couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Just think so." If Scy had calculated it well with him, then he would probably have lived in heaven for the first fifteen years.

However... he remembered Sethy pulling his broken left hand and asking him "Does it hurt?" It was the first time someone asked him if it hurts.

Regardless of the sincerity, false intentions, or disguised as a pretentious move, only she noticed the injury he suffered at first sight. Every household in the Black Stone Jungle was very poor, and it was already difficult for the family to barely live to support themselves. He had no reason to ask everyone there to distract themselves to take care of his pain. Gano learned to endure the pain very early, but fortunately he had never been sick and was rarely injured.

Even though he now assumed the responsibilities of the savior, even tried to solve some incidents, and faced powerful enemies like Mony, no one cared about his feelings. Privien asked him to care about the suffering people, let him think about the future for the mainland, demanded him to defend justice, demanded him to make selfless contributions.

However, he did not grow up as a saint. In his fifteen years, he only learned how to live and how to daydream, fantasizing about his success and fame one day. He is just an ordinary person. He will feel pain when he is injured, and he will be happy when he is comforted.

He undoubtedly hated Scy, who hated her to push herself mercilessly into the executioner's path and could not turn back; he hated her for being ignored, but asked him for a task that could not be as difficult as heaven; he hated her for being cruel and ruthless, and hated her for not even deceiving her, and told herself directly that if he died, she would prepare a replacement. Scy left his path with only blood, and this would accompany him until his death.

Andaya was still asking questions like a cannon, and she asked him what kind of person he was.

Gano replied: "That's the only person I can rely on, and the only person who told me I can rely on her."

I hate her, more than anyone else, Gano thought.
Chapter completed!