'Xiong Xiong'
In the vast desert at night, a bonfire was slowly burning.
Beside the bonfire, the only princess of Arabastan, Naferutali Vivi, and the captain of the kingdom's guards, Ikarim, were sitting upright, listening to the story of the beautiful Robin across from them.
From the beginning of Baroque Workshop's three-year Utopian War to the end of a heavy rain.
Robin, who was the best at telling stories, explained everything to Vivian and Vivian.
Of course, Robin knew what to say and what not to say.
As for the fact that she had dug Rollin out from the underground palace in the north, and that Rollin had brought her to Vivian's ancestral home not long ago, there was no way Robin would have told her.
In addition, regarding the battle between Rollin and the seventh warrior, Hackerdahl.
Robin, on the other hand, added fuel to the fire for a long time. The main point was to bring out Rollin's imposing image.
Of course, even if it was described with embellishment, it was still not as good as seeing it with his own eyes.
However, it was enough to shock Wei Wei and the other two.
Especially after seeing the half-dead and heavily injured Krogdahl hanging from the turtle's tail, they completely believed it and no longer had the slightest doubt.
The story lasted for more than half an hour.
Wei Wei and Wei Wei didn't interrupt the whole process and listened to the thrilling story quietly.
During this process, the expressions on their faces were ever-changing.
From the initial anger when he learned of Baroque Workshop's plan to steal the country to the shock and shock, and then to the tears of gratitude...
Everything was clear now.
The truth that they had been undercover in Baroque for two years was revealed at this moment.
It turned out that today's 'timely rain' was not a gift from the heavens, but a hope given to them by the man named Rollin.
The rain pulled the entire Kingdom of Arabastan out of the abyss of despair. This kindness was as heavy as a mountain and as deep as the sea!
"Big Brother Rollin, really, really, really…Thank you!”
Vivian stood up and bowed 90 degrees to Rollin, who was sitting on the back of the duck Karu and looking at the moon. She was sobbing by the end of her sentence.
"Mr. Rollin, thank you very much. I will never forget your great kindness to us, Alabastan.”
Ikalim even kowtowed to Rollin.
Ikarim was even more shocked and incredulous than Princess Vivian about the series of magical experiences she had experienced today.
This was because he knew a secret more than Vivian, a huge secret that even Robin did not know about Rollin's identity.
When he saw the hero's face engraved in his mind under the moonlight, Ikarim felt like his scalp was about to explode, and memories of his youth surfaced in his mind.
"Hey, Ikarim, Mr. Rollin and Mr. Karp are so handsome!”
"Yes, yes, Lord Cobra. Mr. Rollin is also my hero. I will learn from him in the future. However, I may never become as powerful as Mr. Rollin and the others.”
This was the conversation between the young Ikalim and the young Kobra after the incident on the Island of God thirty-six years ago.
Not long after that, the unknown Mary Joshua incident broke out.
The hero had disappeared from the world!
Until today, now!
In the desert of Arabastan, Ikarim once again saw the hero in his heart.
At that moment, Ikarim subconsciously wanted to scream and ask what had happened thirty-six years ago.
However, at the last moment, he lost his rationality due to excitement and stopped him from shouting Rollin's name.
With the addition of half an hour of cooldown, Ikarim was completely calm.
He thought of Rollin's disappearance thirty-six years ago and his reappearance today. The implications were greater than the heavens, and it would trigger a series of major events.
He definitely couldn't say anything at the moment.
Ikarim could control his mouth, but he could not control his body's movements.
That was why he was kneeling on the ground like this.
Rollin, who was proficient in reading minds, was naturally aware of the various internal struggles of Ikalem.
He had met someone who still remembered him so quickly, and it was his little fan. Rollin couldn't help but feel happy.
At least, the world had not completely forgotten him!
"Let's go, Vivian and Ikarim. Let's go rest in the rain.”Rollin patted Vivian's head.
"My pleasure." Ikalem answered without hesitation.
"Yes, thank you…Brother Rollin!”
Vivian's fair face blushed because of Rollin's touch on her head.
Ever since she was young, this was the first time she had been touched on the head by a member of the opposite sex other than her father. She subconsciously wanted to dodge, but her body did not move.
"Brother Rollin is the great benefactor who saved Arabastan. What's wrong with patting my head? Not to mention touching the head, the princesses in the books repay the 'prince' who saved the country with their bodies…"
From Rollin's casual stroke to the head kill, after a series of imaginations, he had even thought of where to bury him in the future.
The blush on Vivian's fair face became more obvious.
"This little princess, could it be that she really…"
Robin, who had seen all the subtle changes in Vivian's expression, wrinkled his nose.
Vaguely, she seemed to smell a faint scent coming from Vivian.
It was the unique scent of hormones that sprouted in the body of a teenage girl.
"I was clearly here first!" Robin pursed his lips, his expression a little jealous.
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