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William looked at the guilty little girl in front of him speechlessly, as if he saw himself who wiped the TV with a wet rag when he was a child, similar to the little girl who was superfluous. He was really beaten because the TV was soaked in water.

William shook his head and asked ironically, "What about the person who sent the letter? Did he say anything?"

After hearing William's question, Daisy guiltily pointed her fingertips and said hesitantly:

"That uncle named Byrne didn't eat for a day, maybe he was very hungry, and then... he took a big bite of my bread. Now I guess... almost... should be waking up soon?"

"..."

Oh, the guy who tonifies the kidneys with a horse whip, that's all right, let's count him as a blessing in disguise.

Rubbing Daisy's little head and sending her away, William sat down at the table and reached out to open the crumpled envelope.

To his gratification, although he was ravaged by the broth and water, the quality of the letter paper was very good, and most of the handwriting was still legible.

'Dear cousin, are you all right? ’

'I'm doing fine now and Pomona is fine, but her father is not so good. ’

'I fight with him almost every day, and recently my right hand was fractured, so this letter was written with my left hand. That **** insisted that I stay in the grasslands, and he wouldn't let me come back. He also forced me to inherit him. If I don't want that tribe, he will beat me up. ’

"But don't worry, Pomona's father is about to beat me, and I'll be back soon..."

William turned over the letters with crooked handwriting with a complicated expression. After removing the subjective judgments of his bearded cousin, what appeared to him was a completely different story.

To sum up, it's probably - the stupid son-in-law runs in front of him in flip-flops, the local tyrant's old man carries the golden rice bowl and chases him in the back, he catches up and feeds him, and after chasing for a while, he pours soup, and from time to time he has to help him wipe it. mouth.

William couldn't stand it anymore. He reached out and touched the lucky coin in his pocket, and his mouth was full of the fragrance of lemon.

So? Hans' lucky coin? I have only one coin left, and the word "lucky" ran with Hans?

Picking up the last piece of paper with resentment? William found that there were only two lines of words on the piece of paper? But it was so soaked that several words could no longer be recognized.

'Cousin? My mother brought Uncle Wilde to find me and said that he wanted to help me wake up @#%? Although I don't know what it is? But it seems very *&%, cousin, don't worry, wait until I hit Bomo Na's father will go back to find you, and then %&*&. ’

'goodbye. ’

William closed the letter in his hand.

See you at my aunt!

Although I don't know what you said in the end? But I think you should not come back first? When you get your father-in-law's family property, the border troubles of Fran are estimated to be subsided for decades. , along with the promotion of national integration.

He took Hans's letter with a smile, and then reached for the small wooden box? He opened it and glanced at Jessica's curious eyes.

Inside the small wooden box was a thin wooden stick as thick as a pinky thumb, about four or five centimeters long? The color was an extremely deep black, somewhat like a matte paint.

What made William more concerned? The surface of this thin wooden stick is bark-like and looks numb? It is not round at all.

Didn't old Cameron say that the surface should be smooth? This roughness... I'm afraid it's not very friendly, right?

He subconsciously guessed? Could it be that the little rich woman is taking revenge, but after thinking about it, he has never seen the remaining holy relics. In case the remaining holy relics are either not in the right size or have a crazy shape What about wild?

However, after recalling the weight of the small wooden box, William still believed that the possibility of retaliation was relatively high.

If the box itself is removed, this numb little piece of wood weighs about 13 to 14 kilograms. This burden seems to be a bit heavy.

William hesitated for a moment, but thinking that old Cameron was likely to be a hidden seventh-order boss, he suddenly felt that this weight should be nothing to him.

Even if the few sequences he has mastered don't add any physique, he should be able to get more than seventy points of physique when he rises to the seventh rank. It's only 13 or 14 pounds.

Damn, why should I worry about an old man's part?

Shaking off the messy thoughts in his mind, William pointed his finger and carefully poked the thin wooden stick in the box.

[Lamia's tail finger]

【Holy Relic LV40】

【Saint: Devotee Lamia】

[Special skill: Lamia's dedication, this is a part of the devotee Lamia's body, which can absorb a certain amount of negative attribute energy and expand the corresponding volume]

[Combat skill (unique): Grasp of nature 0/1, the intelligent life that believes in nature, can awaken the will of the devotee Lamia, and briefly summon the phantom of her palm to fight.

Please note that this phantom only has the power of one blow, after use, it needs to be soaked in the natural spring for three days to recover]

【Lamia is a powerful ancient tree person, because... 】

When he saw this, William felt that his lips were a little dry, and this holy relic was tailor-made for him!

Although the only combat skill was used up, I couldn't get enough natural springs to "charge" it, so it could only be used as an ordinary item.

But it is enough to have the special ability to absorb negative energy and expand the volume. This thing is simply the most suitable weapon for me.

The more William thought about it, the more excited he became. Such a suitable weapon is really hard to find, and after passing this village, I am afraid there is really no such shop.

After all, in theory, except for the holy relics that appeared in a "complete set" of the thirteen ancient scrolls of the Church of Knowledge, the abilities of all holy relics were unique.

Let's not talk about whether I can get a similar holy relic, even if I can get it, I am afraid that I may not have such a matching ability.

But considering Cameron's immediate needs, William frowned and thought for a while, and felt that this sacred relic was not necessary. After all, what he needs is not the combat skill of this holy relic, but the special skill called [Lamia's Consecration].

This [Lamia's Tail Finger] is probably a part of the body of a dead Ancient Treant, and other parts of her should have similar special abilities.

But the strange thing is that the combat skills of this holy relic are not weak, but I have never heard of anything similar, even if it was also used as a "tool" in my previous life, but the tree named Lamia People, why shouldn't there be more than one finger?

So there should be two possibilities. Either Lamia's holy relic only has this one knuckle and sank in the old Cameron's part, or there are some similar holy relics, but only from the Elf Forest One piece came out.

Then the conclusion has come out. Either of these two possibilities is correct, which means that the probability of getting another knuckle by yourself is infinitely close to zero.

William rubbed the ring on his hand, and became more and more determined to get this thing in his hand.

After eating, Jessica left herself to rest, and called old Cameron out to chat.

Ask him if he can use it for something else. Anyway, there are five sacred relics. There should be one without thorns in it, right?

While thinking about what to say to Karina, William opened the detailed introduction of [Lamia's Tail Finger] and continued to read.

[Lamia is a powerful ancient tree man. Because it grows in the crack of the shadow plane in the forest of elves, the body surface is not the common brown of the tree people, but a dark black that cannot reflect sunlight.

Because of the special growth environment, Lamia's body has a certain demand for negative energy, and must often enter the shadow plane to absorb negative energy, which is why she is disgusted by the tree and other natural sequence beings.

However, in the war of the shadow plane trying to meddle in reality, it was this detested tree man who first discovered the problem.

Lamia sacrificed herself to block the exit of the Shadow Plane in the Elf Forest, and struggled for three days and three nights, buying time for those elves who were alienated and hostile to her to evacuate, but she had absorbed too much. Shadow energy became the only victim of the first wave of shadow waves.

In honor of her sacrifice, the Elf Queen gave her newborn daughter the same name and called her a devotee.

...

This is the tail finger of the right hand of the devotee Lamia, which was accidentally broken by a mysterious mage who sneaked into the forest of elves to capture slaves. The contemporary elves queen Lamia shot the mage herself.

However, the broken tail finger could not be reconnected, so the Elf Queen Lamia had to enshrine it at the feet of the natural ancient tree, and over time this sacred relic was formed]

...

William's face is a bit complicated. If it were him facing that kind of situation, although he wouldn't fall into trouble~www.novelmt.com~, if he wanted to sacrifice his life for a group of elves who hated him, there must be no door, at most That is, when you are soft-hearted, you can pull it out.

Although the choice was different, it did not prevent William from showing respect for this kind of behavior. He decided to try to persuade old Cameron to try to get him to change to another holy relic.

One is because this [Lamia's Tail Finger] really matches his fighting style, and the other is that old Cameron's way of using it is a bit... not very civilized, too much for this noble devotee. Miserable.

Playing with the thin wooden stick in his hand, William tried to mobilize a part of the shadow energy and sent it in. [Lamia's tail finger] gradually began to swell and became heavier and heavier.

After absorbing about 20% of the shadow power of the first-order [Shadow Fighter], [Lamia's Tail Finger] has swelled to more than one meter long, its diameter has expanded to nearly ten centimeters, and its weight has reached a An astonishing level.

William waved the stubby wooden stick in his hand and stroked his chin thoughtfully.

I seem to know how to persuade him to give up this thing.