The Fake Daughter Made a Sensation All Over the World By Relying on Metaphysics - Chapter 491

[Chapter 491 My Master Always Calls Me Aran]

Inside the Tent.

The woman sat on the side.

The highest rank is Major General.

“The credit for this battle is yours, and I have already submitted a letter to the current sage.” The

woman in red sat on the left hand side of the chief seat, and she didn’t care about these things: “The credit belongs to you, I just cleared the enemy’s troubles for you and avoided some bad things.” Necessary trouble.”

At this time, there were many generals on the field, but none of them understood what the woman in red wanted to do.

However, it is a fact that she saved them.

The young general was wearing black armor and had a murderous look, but maybe he deliberately restrained himself and didn’t want to be abrupt, the savior who saved the lives of countless soldiers.

He suddenly stood up from his high position, and bowed to the woman in red to thank him without hesitation about his status as a major general.

This move of his caused the woman in red to look at him more.

Naturally, the generals in the hall did not dare to delay, and bowed to the woman in red one after another.

They all knew how many soldiers had been saved by her simple actions.

Otherwise, if the war breaks out again, it will be the common people who will suffer.

“You don’t use it for this. These are what I should do. Naturally, I can’t sit idly by when the people are suffering.”

“Before the class teacher returned to the court, he specially held a thank-you banquet for the girl. Please be sure to respect the girl.”

* In the

middle of winter, Even taking a breath, there is a white mist.

Plain white snowflakes floated from the sky, one after another, and soon the earth was tightly wrapped in this plain white.

Standing on the city wall, it seemed as if the blood mist on today’s battlefield could no longer be seen.

“Girl, the thank you banquet is about to start, won’t you go?”

The young general had just reached the city wall when he heard this voice.

A young soldier talked to the woman in red with an excited expression, perhaps because everyone heard that her actions today saved everyone, and felt grateful.

He didn’t walk over, but the woman in red suddenly looked at him.

She’s really sharp.

Those eyes are also really pure.

The young general thought, how could there be such pure eyes, which are three points clearer than crystal.

But at the same time, those eyes were really cold.

Colder than snow in winter.

When I look at you, I don’t mix any emotions, and I have no desires or desires.

He thought to himself, could it be that the immortal was really reincarnated? –

When the two walked from the city wall to the city lord’s mansion together, every time they met a soldier around, they could hear their thanks to the girl.

The young general saw another emotion in her eyes.

He was thinking, how can a person’s eyes hold so many emotions at the same time?

Those eyes were too clear, but sometimes they were too cold. On the other hand, when she looked at the soldiers, she was full of great love.

I can’t bear the suffering of the people, but I don’t let people get in touch easily.

He began to wonder what kind of person she was.

It’s okay if you don’t think about it, but the more you think about it, the more you can’t figure it out.

She was like a layer of fog, which felt like it was about to disperse as soon as it was touched.

*

During the thank you banquet, a soldier asked one of Lu Chaolan’s curious questions.

“I don’t know the name of my benefactor yet.”

The young general who was just about to toast to the woman in red put down the wine bottle in his hand without a trace.

I only heard her say: “My master always calls me Ah Ran.”

Ah Ran?

The young general remembered the name.

And read it silently several times in my heart.

Not long after, he picked up the wine bottle and walked up to her: “This is a toast to you.” The

other generals all raised their glasses: “Thank you for saving your life.”

Even if they knew her name, no one dared to call it.

Aran…

it sounds very kind.

Only our young general kept chanting this name in his heart.

Really curious about her.

(end of this chapter)