"I'm going! I'm so tired!"

The four of them stood under the big tree on the hill and gasped. The Seven Secret Sword was supported by a trace of residual holy light to save him, and he was weakly reinstated with the sword, not to mention the two cloth armored professions and the middle-aged uncle who had been carrying the mayor on his back.

Wang Xiaofeng helped the mayor down on the uncle's back, letting the dying man lean against the tree trunk, and healing techniques were put on one after another. A trace of holy light lingered into the mayor's scars, and the blood strips on the mayor's head jumped from the only remaining trace.

I breathed a long sigh of relief, but fortunately it was useful.

This guy is responsible for 42% of the task completion rate, with a total value of more than 100,000 experience value. Wang Xiaofeng even held a bottle of blood medicine in his hand. If the treatment technique is useless, he would use the spirit of fearless sacrifice to turn the blood medicine to his mouth...

This is the responsibility and difficulties of being a captain.

Wang Xiaofeng was glad that his integrity was guaranteed, but the mayor slowly opened his eyes. The whip marks on his body gradually faded, and the blood-donated wound was scarred soon.

"You are... Master Priest! Master Priest save our town!" The mayor, who was dying just now, had strength from somewhere, pushed away the support of the 12th-level warrior and stood up with a whisper. The blood bar above the mayor's head had recovered most of the energy, which was to bend his knees and kneel down while holding Wang Xiaofeng's arms.

"No, don't do this!" How could you kneel down while holding your arms? Wang Xiaofeng felt that he was worshipped by others for nothing, and he would sooner or later lose his life. "The young and strong people in your town have been rescued!"

In the Holy See of Light, except for clergy at the Pope and Saint level, believers and institutions under the Holy See of the Church, members of the Legion generally do not need to kneel down to the clergy. In the customary rituals of the Dawn Continent, kneeling down means dedicating their faith and loyalty to the other party.

Of course, there are other etiquette needs within the two major kingdom systems of human kingdoms, and civilians without titles need to kneel down when they meet the king and queen.

"Thank you, sir, you are the savior of our town." "Damn, I have carried you for so long...why, why don't you thank me?" "This one is..." "Okay, let's take a break and go back to the town. Don't forget that you still have 100,000 experiences."

"What are you resting!" When an uncle heard the experience, he suddenly jumped up and pulled Wang Xiaofeng and the mayor towards the forest. The urgency of upgrading was probably beyond the reach of the other people. "Go back to hand in the mission!"

The remaining two brothers looked at each other, Jian Qijue sighed slightly, and Frost Leng Changhe smiled slightly, but he sighed for some reason, and why he smiled.

The town in the mountains seems to be wrapped in a woman's lightly faded gauze in the moonlight, beautiful and quiet, and exudes a seductive meaning.

Several hunters were patrolling back and forth on a wooden building built by a few days ago. On a night like this a few days ago, a group of robbers attacked the town in the dark and kidnapped most of the young and strong.

Some figures appeared in the mountains not far away and rushed over. As a semi-combat profession who is good at shooting and running, the hunter reacted quite quickly. He pulled up the longbow in his hand and aimed at the figures in front.

"It's us!" "It's A Zheng!" "The priest rescued us!" "Come on the door! Go and call the old mayor!"

The street intersection of the town soon became lively, and young and strong people fled back one after another. The excitement of reunion with their relatives and the sigh of life after the disaster made the town filled with the hustle and bustle of the moonlit night.

In one corner of the square, the "depressed and outgoing minstrel" who was avoiding the clean moonlight opened his hazy eyes, listened to the cheers in his ears, and frowned. The white and wrinkled right hand gently penetrated into his arms and took out a slender cylinder.

The cylinder was of unknown texture, like a blackened bamboo joint or made of ink stone. With some effort, it was pulled open the bottle plug, and a blue smoke gradually overflowed, forming a black beetle the size of a fingernail in front of the old minstrel.

The corners of his mouth opened and closed several times, as if he was whispering a few words to the beetle. The beetle shook its wings gathering in the mist and headed towards the moonlight above the town.

After doing all this, the minstrel slowly closed the tired eyes, but the smile could not be erased from the corner of his mouth, and a cold smile...

Putting aside the grand welcome ceremony when the four of them brought the mayor back, and the old mayor's father and son were reunited, he thanked the priest for his gratitude. He said that the old mayor brought the four back to the courtyard and issued a mission reward. Those pleasant and melodious reminders were really inspiring.

The uncle was promoted two levels in a row, and the information above his head changed from twelve to fourteen, while the Shuang Leng Changhe and Sword Qijue rose to level nineteen at the same time. A swordsman gently sootheed the broad sword in his hand, sighed seven times in a row, and replaced it with the level nineteen bronze sword.

"Sure enough, women are like clothes, and they love swords like women." The uncle in a good mood teased the swordsman, and the latter smiled slightly but did not speak.

"Oh, it seems that the things kept by the ancestors caused this disaster," the middle-aged town chief sighed and said to the old town chief: "Father, we should probably hand that thing over to the Holy See and the City Lord, otherwise we will cause disaster again."

"Yes, that thing has no effect on us," the old mayor slowly stood up with his son's support and said to Wang Xiaofeng and others, "Our town benefactor, we have another small thing to bother you. I hope you can help us again."

"You are polite," Wang Xiaofeng laughed. As long as you give experience and gold coins, we can find trouble for you even if you have nothing to do. This was his careful teaching to his subordinates at that time. "Punishing good and eliminating evil and serving the people has always been the responsibility of our Apocalypse."

"You are really a noble person," the old mayor bowed, and Wang Xiaofeng stood up and returned. The old man entered the inner room with the help of the mayor.

Wang Xiaofeng couldn't help but look at it a few times, as if the old man's inner room seemed to be an inexhaustible treasure house.

"Haha," the uncle looked up and down at Wang Xiaofeng, "Why do I feel that you are quite good at getting along with these NPCs? Do you have any tricks?" "What's the tricks?" Wang Xiaofeng smiled slightly, with a rather profound attitude, "If you say anything, it's just a simple rule."

"What?" Not only the wild uncle, Jian Qijue and Shuang Leng Changhe all showed an eye-catching look on his face, and they developed a strong interest in him, the magical priest. According to the reactions of these NPCs, the title of "Estudy Priest of the Yufeng Church" seems to have a great background.

Wang Xiaofeng's plain voice revealed a rhythm that others could not understand: "If you treat them better, they will treat you better."

"This set comes again..." Jian Qijue sneered, muttering the words of Shuang Leng Changhe beside him that could not hear clearly. "Damn!" The uncle sneered a few times, kicked up a comrade's unfathomable kick into broken glass. "Who are you fooling here!"

"It makes sense," the elf mage of Shuang Leng Changhe nodded in recognition. When the eyes of several people looked at him, he frowned and disappeared.

Two messages appeared in the team chat channel, which were two lines of small characters deducted by Comrade Xiaofeng and Shuang Leng Changhe at the same time.

"There are people outside, don't alert the snake." "Someone."

The four of them continued to chat without saying a word. Wang Xiaofeng's ears moved slightly, and the sound of breathing outside the house was still there.

The sound of moving things and footsteps came from the inner room. Several people turned their heads and looked at them. They saw the mayor who had not had time to change his blood clothes and walked out with a long wooden box. There was a little dust left on the wooden box. Maybe it was because he was too hasty and had not wiped it clean.

"This is the relics left by the knights back then. They have been sealed by their ancestors and have never dared to show them to others easily."
Chapter completed!