To be honest, Annan was really shocked when he actually saw this former champion swordsman.

The appearance of this "Alexander Robin" was indeed greatly beyond Annan's expectations-

He appeared to be a middle-aged man in his mid-fifties, extremely tall, at least over 1.85 meters.

The skin is almost tan in the sun, and the hair is reddish-brown. Alexander's face was square, his eyes were deep, his gaze was resolute, and his beard had been carefully shaved off, leaving neat stubble. A scar slanted across his cheek, slanted across his lips, and approached his eyelid.

A little further up, his right eye would have been gouged out with a knife.

His golden-orange eyes, which seemed to glow in the light, made Alexander look even more intimidating.

…… He didn't look at all like a world-renowned banker, the most powerful investor with a sharp eye, or a great philanthropist known for his generosity.

It's more like a fierce fighter, a stern and reliable mercenary leader. His thick hand, which was densely covered with sword marks and calluses, subconsciously clenched into fists all the time; And his steady, broad arms when he walks speak for themselves.

Although he was dressed in the Silver Priest's outfit, he looked like a long white suit. But the muscles in his shoulders filled the inside of the suit, and you could even see some wrinkles caused by the muscles.

- This uncle seems to be the type who can happily chat with the delicious wind goose.

This was the first thought that came to Annan's mind.

How do you say that, proper fitness attracts the opposite sex, and excessive fitness attracts the same sex......

He is very close to the height and size of the delicious wind goose. The skin is obviously rough and thick, and the skin of the delicious wind goose is quite fair.

Of course, the biggest difference is that he has hair...... And it's lush. And the delicious wind goose has sacrificed his hair for the sake of his own strength.

"What, were you scared by me?"

After taking Annan and Jihime to his office, Mr. Alexander invited Jihime and Annan to sit down across the table, and then returned to his seat with a hearty smile.

He uttered a deep and magnetic voice: "Isn't it a little different from what you imagined?" ”

“…… Yes. ”

Annan nodded, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, and he almost laughed out loud: "But it's not really shocking."

"After all, I've seen a Silver Lord Priest about the same size as you......"

Annan was talking about Priest Louis, a friend of Salvatore. He and Annan can at least be regarded as friends of friends, and the relationship is still good.

Of course, the next time they meet, Annan will call each other "Knight Louis".

"Oh?"

Alexander raised his eyebrows and asked rhetorically, "Is he from the Silver Hand?" Now he is also in the royal capital, ready to become a silver knight? ”

“…… Do you know him? ”

Annan blinked, not particularly surprised.

But think about it, after all, the Silver Knight is those people.

Old bread can introduce himself to Alexander to learn swordsmanship, which shows that Alexander is definitely not the kind of strong man who hides his swordsmanship.

And Alexander, now as the active silver knight with the best swordsmanship, will definitely have many young silver knights and alternate silver knights who will come to him to learn. It was not surprising that he knew Louis.

However, if you look closely......

Alexander reached out and slapped it on the table, laughing heartily, and his voice was raised a little: "It's Louis kid, right?" ”

"Yes—I met him at Frozen Waterport."

"Well, he did send to Frozen Waterport. He's a good boy...... It was no surprise that he had taken on such a dangerous, life-or-death mission. ”

Alexander's voice became calm and magnetic again: "He is my pride. Same as his father. ”

…… Hey?

Annan was a little surprised: "Is he your ......?" ”

"He's my nephew, my own nephew."

Alexander said slowly, "His father is my younger brother, and he is also a silver knight...... I am the head of the Silver Hand. When he was still in the hands of silver, he was taught by me myself.

"When he was investigating the case of a Black Widow believer who poisoned a well, resulting in the death of the entire village, his wife was murdered in retaliation. Louis had just been born and had to be nursed by my wife.

"And he used a costly ritual at the time, which caused him to be in an unstable state. Later sacrificed on the way to cleanse the nightmare...... Eventually, when he became a demon, I was the one who personally executed him.

"I agreed to his last request to take care of his son for him. When I was younger, I made a vow of sterilization and abstinence for greater strength...... So Louis is also my son. ”

…… I see.

No wonder.

In this way, the size of Luis and Alexander, in fact, is not much different, whether it is height or weight. In Noah, there are actually not many men who are more than 1.8 meters tall - almost all male adult elves are taller than 1.8 meters, but the Oasis humans are shorter.

And if you look closely, their hair color is a little red, but it is not the same dark...... Their faces are also somewhat similar. However, compared to Alexander, who was like a lion and seemed to be angry at any moment, his nephew Louis looked much gentler and peacefuler, with much fairer skin and almost no scars on his body.

But another question came to Annan's mind.

As if seeing Annan's doubts, Alexander spoke: "Do you want to ask me why you let Louis go to Frozen Water Harbor?" ”

"Just a little doubt."

Annan nodded and explained, "After all, you should know it too...... Frozen water ports are too dangerous.

"Its nightmare can be successfully purified, and it has nothing to do with Louis. This is a task that he can't handle at all, so why should he be asked to do it? ”

"It's not that I want him to do it, but someone has to do it. It had been many years since the last priest was contaminated by the nightmare of the Frozen Water Harbor - he was summoned back to the royal capital to be poisoned and died an honorable death as a human before he could become a demon.

"But after that, we don't know what happened to Frozen Waterport. We know that the Skeleton Male has been there for a long time, trying to perform some kind of ritual...... The Frozen Water Harbor is also a border area, and we need to send a priest to take it under our control.

"This ultra-difficult nightmare that has not been purified in fifty years requires at least one cleric to be sent to monitor - at least in the event of an irreparable emergency, report to the royal capital or Roseburg as soon as possible, and completely purify the frozen water port before the worst happens."

Alexander said calmly, "Actually, we didn't plan to recruit a 'purifier' in the first place, just a 'watcher'. There is no need to choose young and capable people from the hands of silver with a bright future...... All you need to do is send an old bishop to take over.

"For other twisted nightmares, it's much easier to 'monitor' - just enter the nightmare and watch for the changes in the nightmare, and then exit in time. But in this nightmare, the slightest carelessness will lead to the loss of memory...... The more you want to 'monitor', the more you have to try to 'purify'. ”

It's a dead end.

No matter what, you have to try to purify the nightmare - and the more you try, the easier it is to die in the nightmare and be corrupted by the curse.

Annan finally understood.

Here's why......

Louis couldn't understand the mechanics of nightmares, nor did he explore them.

He relied on luck to purify the nightmare...... Tou Tie's daily crash into nightmares: in the gallery, in the infinite corridor of nightmares without looking back, silently moving forward.

- He is sticking to his mission.

He doesn't explore mechanics for the sake of how long he can survive.

In order not to let someone else take over his position...... Don't let anyone else die.

…… Annan finally realized.

For yourself and for players, it's a nightmare for upgrading your "dungeon...... What exactly does it mean for "indigenous".

That's real – a nightmare.