Chapter 599: A Small Conflict with the Sage (Five Thousand)

Patrice?

Sage?

This old man actually said he was a sage?

God knows what Christian and the others felt when they heard this. Their first thought was that this was impossible.

Sage Patrich was a predecessor from a thousand years ago, the pride of the human race.

Even a woman as outstanding as Christian had to maintain enough respect when mentioning the sage, and must not be negligent in the slightest. Although the Andre family has never produced such a brilliant genius after the sage.

But the reputation of the sage alone also guarantees the inheritance of the Andre family for a thousand years.

But didn't this sage predecessor die eight hundred years ago? The funeral at that time can be said to be the grandest that has never been seen in the past eight thousand years. Almost all the kings of the human countries in the entire Dusk Continent came to see him off, and at the very least, a prince would be arranged to go.

It can even be said that even the dragons, giants, dwarves, elves and orcs arranged heavyweights to come and see him off.

This funeral must be true.

To put it bluntly, the atmosphere has reached this point. It would be best if this saint really died. Even if he is still alive, he would probably have to lie in the coffin obediently. How could he still be alive?

However, looking at the appearance of the old man, Christian and Panagiotis' hearts suddenly skipped a beat.

As a saint who is famous all over the world, there are naturally a large number of portraits passed down. There are portraits of Saint Patrich in history books and various celebrity biographies. Christian and the others have naturally seen them.

It's just that they were shocked by this sudden news before and didn't react for a while.

Now looking carefully, the old man in front of them is almost no different from Patrich in the portrait except that he is older. Although it still feels unbelievable, the two have basically confirmed Patrich's identity in their hearts.

Then, they thought of something even more explosive.

Ron slaughtered the entire Andre family, but Patrich said that the disaster of exterminating the family was not worth mentioning, anyway, it was not his blood.

This statement, the amount of information revealed is a bit too much.

Could it be that, with so many people in the huge Andre family passed down from generation to generation, none of them has a blood relationship with Saint Patrich?

If so, it is no wonder that Patrich has no intention of being angry, and even seems to be gloating.

As a man, Panagiotis felt a little sorry for Patrich. Although he has the title of saint, he has many green hats on his head.

As for Christian, although the expression on his face seemed very strange, Christian was obviously thinking more about other things. He still remembered that when he first met Ron, Ron had spoiled his future and told him not to enter the tomb of the saint anyway, because he would die in the tomb of the saint.

Suddenly thinking of this, Christian looked at Patrich with vigilance.

She began to doubt why Patrich suddenly appeared here. What did this guy want to do?

At some point, Christian's eyes narrowed into a slit, and his sight swept silently over Patridge. This look naturally could not escape Patridge's perception, but now Patridge seemed to have completely turned into a kind-looking old man, and even smiled and nodded at Christian.

But Christian would not forget everything because of a smile from the sage. She knew very well that such an old monster who could survive for a thousand years would definitely not be a simple character.

Taking a deep breath, Christian tried to calm down her disordered mood due to excitement: "This old man, you said you are the sage Patridge, do you have any evidence? After all, this matter is too outrageous. As we all know, the sage has been dead for 800 years."

"Also, if you are really a sage and you are still alive, then your tomb..."

Patridge was not angry either. He knew that it was normal for his identity to arouse suspicion. No one would easily accept that a person who had been dead for hundreds of years suddenly appeared in front of him.

He just laughed: "As for my identity, your man knows it very well. He knows who I am."

Christian looked at Ron quietly. Ron didn't say anything, but just nodded slightly.

Obviously, in Christian's heart, Ron's opinion is more important than anything else. Since Ron has already said that this old man is a saint, Christian immediately has no doubts in his heart.

"As for my mausoleum... hehe, the body in the coffin is not my body, even though I have changed its height, weight, appearance, and even some moles on its body to be the same as mine."

"To put it bluntly, I am not dead, I just want others to think I am dead."

"Of course, no matter how similar I disguise the body, there may still be some loopholes. In order to avoid being noticed, I have arranged a large number of mechanisms and magic circles in the mausoleum. In the past eight hundred years, there have been at least thousands of tomb robbers who have entered my mausoleum without permission."

"Although these people did not get anything good from my mausoleum, they are not completely useless. At least they make the lifeless mausoleum a little more lively, hehe."

Patridge said it very greenly, but the people who heard it felt an inexplicable chill all over their bodies.

This means that all those thousands of people died in the mausoleum?

He is indeed a saint.

Even if it is just a fake mausoleum, it can easily take away the lives of thousands of people.

Christian probably understood in his heart that his future self might die in the mausoleum arranged by Patrich.

After the voice fell, Patrich seemed to no longer want to engage in such meaningless chats. He glanced at Christian and Panagiotis, and then at Ron. Although he did not speak, the meaning was very obvious. Should these two leave here?

"Sir Panagiotis, we still have some things to discuss. Can you please leave first?" Ron exhaled and glanced at Panagiotis.

Obviously, this is to get himself out of the way.

Although Panagiotis was a little unhappy, he also understood that sometimes knowing more is not always better. After all, in many cases, knowing more means dying faster.

Although he was stubborn, he did not want to die unclearly.

As for Ron's matter, he also understood that he had no way to pursue it no matter what. After all, this person could talk and laugh with the saints. In front of these monsters, he was just an ant that could be crushed to death with just one finger.

He finally understood why Virgil had smiled and patted his shoulder and told him to stop thinking about it. You can't compete with Ron.

At that time, he was still a little unconvinced, but now he understood that Virgil was not exaggerating at all. Apart from anything else, the gap in strength between him and Ron was an insurmountable gap.

In the Dusk Continent, strength is a man's greatest asset.

Although he was depressed, Panagiotis could only silently bless him in his heart, hoping that Christian could live a happy life.

Nodding to a few people, Panagiotis said nothing, but turned and left quietly, but he didn't know if it was Ron's illusion, he always felt that the man's back looked so lonely.

He always felt that he seemed to have done something very bad.

"To help you, I became a bad guy." After Panagiotis left, Ron exhaled and said helplessly. The feeling of being a bad guy is really not very good. If possible, he thinks he is more suitable to be a good guy.

Christian glanced at Ron unhappily: "You said before that I am your woman. This news will spread throughout the royal city in a short time. My reputation is all over. You have to take responsibility."

Seeing the smiling face of the great saint, Ron was stunned.

Good guy, I have never seen such a shameless person.

We are acting as a shield. Not only is there no benefit, but in the end, we have to bear all the bad reputation?

"Okay, okay, take responsibility, don't regret it then." Ron complained unhappily.

Seeing Ron and Christian flirting, Patrich's forehead was full of black lines.

These two people, don't they really take me, a saint, seriously?

Although he did have a fight with Ron before, at least they shouldn't have fallen out at this time, right?

"Ahem..." Patrich coughed twice, forcibly diverting the attention of Ron and Christian. He didn't ask Christian to leave. From Ron's appearance, Patrich could see that Ron, a young man with ridiculous strength, had no intention of hiding anything from Christian, so he naturally wouldn't make himself unhappy.

"I say, Ron, you tried every means to lure me out, didn't you just want me to see you two being in love?"

"Don't you know that I'm still single now, and it's fun to abuse dogs?"

As he spoke, Patrich flipped his right hand, and a piece of white paper appeared in his palm, with rows of words written in Chinese characters on the white paper.

As for the content of the words, it probably meant that Ron had something to do with him and hoped that Patrich would show up to see him.

This is what Ron arranged for Dolores to do through message magic before arriving in Granville. A large group of children in the royal city distributed this kind of paper everywhere. It didn't matter if people couldn't understand it, as long as one of them could fall into Patridge's hands.

In order to lure Patridge out, Ron even had to teach Dolores how to write these words through long-distance teaching.

As for why Ron concluded that Patridge would appear in Granville Royal City, it was also very simple.

In the conflict on the ice field, Ron believed that Patridge must have suffered a lot of injuries, and he would definitely find a place to rest and recuperate.

But sages are sages after all.

This injury is not a serious injury to Patridge. It won't take long for Patridge to be alive and kicking again.

After his injury got better, Ron deduced from Patridge's character that he would definitely continue to look for other remains of the Last Twilight King, and the head of the Last Twilight King had been suppressed under the headquarters of the Church of the Goddess of Dawn, so Patridge would definitely come to the Granville Royal City.

In fact, it was almost the same as Ron's deduction.

However, there were some differences in some things.

First of all, Patridge was indeed injured, and he did want to find a place to recover.

It can even be said that he did not even have the chance to find a quiet and secret place. He healed his wounds directly on the ice field, and then encountered the damaged soul of the God of Death Benavid. After cutting off a part of the soul, he briefly fought with the high priest of the elves, Heferson.

Then he refined the soul of the God of Death and rushed to Granville.

In fact, due to various delays, Patridge arrived in Granville less than two hours earlier than Ron.

Originally, he was going to find a place to rest for a while and adjust his own state. As a result, he saw the flyers that Dolores arranged to distribute just two steps away.

When he saw the content on the flyer, Patridge was only horrified, and even had the impulse to do nothing and escape from the royal city.

Ron, that guy, actually knew that he would appear in Adams, the royal city of Granville, and even grasped the time so well, as if he had been staring at him all the time.

This incident really scared Patrich, and he had goose bumps all over his body.

Fortunately, Patrich's character has changed a little compared to before, so he didn't do such a shameful thing.

At the same time, Patrich was also very curious, what exactly did Ron mean by looking for him? It was clearly a life-and-death struggle before, why did he clearly write on the white paper that he wanted to cooperate, and it was an important matter directly related to whether the two could survive.

After considering for a long time, Patrich finally decided to keep the appointment. When he used his spiritual sense to sense that Ron appeared in the Church of the Goddess of Dawn, he immediately teleported over.

Although there is a protective formation at the headquarters of the Church of the Goddess of Dawn, for Patrich, this low-end magic formation is almost the same as having it or not.

However, after arriving here and seeing Ron, Patrich felt that he might have done something wrong this time. After all, although it was written on the white paper that it was a matter of life and death, Ron's face did not show any tension at all, and he was even in the mood to flirt with women.

This made Partridge, who was willing but not strong enough, quite unhappy, and felt that this brat was doing it on purpose.

After all, neither side can do anything to the other now, but it’s okay to be extremely disgusting, right?

Ron’s face gradually became serious. He knew that this was not the time to joke. He took a deep breath and his expression gradually became solemn.

“Mr. Partridge, I admit that there was indeed a little conflict between us before.” Ron spoke slowly.

Partridge nodded in agreement: “Well, yes, it is indeed a little conflict. You almost took my life, and I almost took your life. It’s no big deal.”

Christian, who was listening next to him, had a layer of black lines on his forehead. This conflict was really small.

Ron didn’t care: “You are right, but I feel that this little conflict between us is not unsolvable... At least, it is not impossible to put it aside temporarily, right?”

“My friend, do you want to reconcile with me?” Partridge raised his eyebrows, with some surprise in his eyes.

Although he had only known Ron for a short time, Patridge thought he knew Ron's character well. This man was definitely the type who would take revenge for any slight.

"Not bad." Ron nodded.

Patridge's eyes narrowed into a slit: "Could it be that you are in trouble? That's why you want to reconcile with me and don't want to face multiple powerful enemies at the same time? I know your strength very well. You are a master of the realm of destruction, but you are also an outlier among the outliers. Although you are not a demigod, even I, a demigod, dare not underestimate you."

"I am curious, who can bring you such a big trouble?"

Patridge cares a lot about respectability. Although they had a life-and-death struggle before, he still called you "young friend" when he spoke. He was so polite.

Ron grinned and stared at Patridge silently.

I don't know why, but that look made Patridge's scalp numb.

After several seconds, Ron spoke slowly: "You faked your death and escaped."

"For eight hundred years, you have been hiding in the Dusk Continent."

"Sage...what are you afraid of?"

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