After drinking and eating, when Besieb and others came to the gathering square in Ville Town, there were already people standing in this place, and it seemed that the number of people would continue to increase in a while.

"What's wrong?"

Beizeb felt a little shocked, so he simply found a soldier in black armor and asked about the situation here.

"Uncle, please ask, is there something wrong with so many people?"

After all, they had encountered the same situation in the previous town, and something troublesome happened. Seeing this, he unconsciously linked the accident with the situation here.

"Don't mention it... The two demon kings were trapped during the battle yesterday. Now the second lady is the commander-in-chief to organize rescues and is now allocating a queue."

Alice is trapped?!

Beizeb's expression stagnated, and he felt a little worried for no reason. The feeling was like the palpitations in his heart as if it was here.

As if he had noticed his slightly excited mood, the soldier also reminded: "Young man, I think you are also from Kaserra City."

"yes."

Beizeb's unthinking answer.

"No wonder, I was so excited when I heard that His Highness the Demon King was trapped." The veteran sighed and said, "His Highness the Demon King is also a rare wise king. Now I just hope to come back safely. Otherwise, we would have no leader in the realm of the Demon King."

While speaking, he held his hands and lowered his head to pray.

Seeing him like this, Bethibu took a few deep breaths and calmed down his emotions before continuing to ask.

"Do you know the situation on the ruins? I want to go over and take a look."

"Where is the ruins of the past?"

The veteran frowned and shook his head and said seriously: "Child, I understand that you are full of passion. When you hear this bad news, you want to save His Highness the Demon King. But now is not the time to act irritating. If you go alone, you will only die."

Feeling the big hands on his shoulders, Bethibu wanted to say that he had the strength alone, but he also knew that the other party was kind-hearted, and his heart felt warm for no reason.

"Don't worry, uncle."

Bethibu smiled and pointed to the seven people behind him.

"Even if I want to go, it is impossible for so many people to not be discovered by the soldiers stationed in the garrison?"

The uncle also laughed loudly in response to this, and then after saying a few simple words, Besieb took everyone away from the square.

The square here is a gathering, not a place to register.

From the uncle just now, Bethibu also learned that those who come to reinforce must first go to the General's Mansion to register before they can come to the square to receive the distribution.

"Just as I said before." When we arrived at the gate of the general's mansion, Bethibu looked at the seven people behind us and said, "In order to give you more opportunities to train, we will separate for the time being and act on your own."

As he said that, he threw several scrolls to them.

"Care these scrolls by yourself. If you encounter any dangers that cannot be solved, throw them out. I sealed some super-level magic inside. It is used at one time and will be automatically destroyed after use."

In order to help these guys get better training, he also spent a lot of effort.

These seven magic scrolls were all made with the help of Ferina. If they were placed outside for auction, they would seal the super magic, and they were also the super magic scrolls activated by the brilliant magic power in Bethibu's body. I'm afraid that one would have to be sold for 700,000 or 800,000 or even higher.

So...

Why didn’t Alice’s dead washboard make a living by selling scrolls?

It is clear that this super magic scroll is also easy to draw.

Thinking about the guy who had changed his appearance for a thousand gold coins, he still finds it a little funny.

I heard that guy make up things like the weakest demon king, the poorest demon king, and the like.

Thinking about it now, she is not weak, but she is a little kind and can’t act ruthless. At the same time, she is not poor, just because she lives a difficult life and is not as expensive as other demon kings.

And she did this just to maintain the funds needed for Yournarin's research on remains.

It is obvious that as long as you draw a scroll, there will be no so many troubles, right?

If Alice heard what he said, he would probably be complained again.

After all, the scroll is also a technical job, but it is not as simple as imagined.

After a while, Bethibu arrived at the registration site.

There have always been few people in the places where the Holy General and above are registered. At least when Besieb went there, he only saw a girl wearing black light armor.

Looking at the gray hair on the end, Bethibu recognized the other party's identity almost instantly.

Yournarin.

His own sister.

Or... should I call him my sister now...?

He touched the mask on his face, thinking that it would be a blessing for him to wear a mask, otherwise it would be bad if he was recognized.

As for the name required for registration?

Isn't this simple?

First, follow his Pope Grandpa, which is the surname of Brihill, the same surname as Hullville.

As for the name?

That's called Hezes.

As he said this, he claimed his pseudonym under the girl's gaze.

"Herzes Brihill, a secluded idle man."

Hearing words.

Although Youernalin was a little confused about his identity, her intuition made her nod unconsciously.

After a moment of a moment of silence, he pointed at the crystal beside him and spoke in a serious and serious voice: "This is a strength test crystal, which can test your comprehensive strength through your various indicators."

He didn't notice the strange situation of the girl just now. When Besieb heard the effect of this crystal, he was thinking about what he should do so that he could not let the crystal explode because he could not bear his own power.

He finally hid it with the mask. If he accidentally blows this thing up too hard, wouldn’t the appearance he pretended and the mask he wore on his face be wasted?

"What's wrong?"

The girl squinted her eyes and looked at him carefully.

Avoiding the girl's gaze, Bethibu shook his head, pretended to have no problems, and then turned his eyes to the crystal in front of him again.

At this moment.

This piece of crystal became his biggest enemy.
Chapter completed!