Chapter 2337 Come and Go Like the Wind

"Nowadays, the goal of the Second World War is actually very clear, that is 'arrogance'... Remember? Its most troublesome ability is that it can control the clansmen of the zombie clan in groups. However, the living corpses in southern England are now Almost all the corpses have gathered in London, and they are directly led by the high-ranking clansmen who have opened up their self-awareness. In addition, I sit here to resist its influence at the level of soul rules. It will definitely not cause any disadvantages to our plan. Affected... oh, this bolognese is good too, really long aftertaste, and this—”

"Master, it's a bit off topic."

The lord of the living corpse talked while eating, and occasionally stopped talking, but his mouth never stopped for a moment, and he almost tasted everything that was edible on the table.

Regarding this, the two young living corpses who have always centered on the master will naturally not have any opinions, and often they will not say a word at such times, and let the master decide everything. There was only that sloppy male living corpse who seemed to have a personality. Although he usually spoke very little, he was one of the few living corpses among his tribe who would remind him and dare to remind his master at the same time.

"Oh, is that so?" The Lord of the Living Corpse paused for a while, then smiled softly, "I'm sorry everyone, but this table of food is really too delicious, I was distracted by accident... Where did I just say that? Is it coming?"

"It is said that the master will sit in the center to resist the 'soul control' ability of 'arrogance' on our family."

Until then, the twin girls who had been listening carefully all the time finally opened their mouths and took the initiative to give a simple and concise answer to his non-questionable question.

"Yes, yes," he nodded slightly, and then continued, "So, for all the wizard friends here, this second battle will be much easier—oh, I mean, compared to the previous battle The first battle of 'Wrath' will definitely be much easier. What's more...Miss Granger, you should remember that 'Arrogance' has even been injured twice by me!"

"Yeah." Hermione nodded subconsciously.

"Yes," he then turned his head to look at Delphi at the other end of the long table, "So what is worth discussing is the third battle after that, which is the third evil we will face... ...Eh, speaking of which, what about the two kids you just met before?"

"'Little friends'? Do you mean Erns and Alexander?" Hermione froze for a moment, then shook her head and said, "I'm sorry, they...are too young to participate in any plans this time—I'm just I plan to find an opportunity to send them back to France. Well, it should be within these two days."

"Oh, that's really... a bit of a pity." The Lord of the Living Corpses shook the fork with a piece of sausage in his hand, and said with some regret, "Maybe from my position, I shouldn't talk too much, but at least I I feel that no matter which of those two children, the potential is no less than that of anyone here... Ah, is this... Miss Sarah Hohenheim? Except for Miss Hohenheim—her strength is obviously It’s so different from everyone else, it’s hard to compare.”

Sarah, who was sitting a little far away, didn't say anything when she heard it, but just shrugged her shoulders indifferently. After all, at least her own people were clear about her situation, and naturally there was no need to explain more about the living corpse.

"All in all, if those two children can go through a little more tempering, they may be able to shine in the near future that neither of us expected...Of course, I'm just saying that, everyone just listen to it as a chat at the dinner table That's it, I just hope it can bring you some small references.

"

After saying so, the lord of the living corpses put the piece of sausage on the fork into his mouth, then put down the fork and began to chew with relish.

After a moment of silence, he seemed to remember something again, raised his non-existent eyebrows and said again:

"Look at my memory... The reason why I mentioned those two children just now is actually just to say that our third goal after defeating 'arrogance'...maybe it will be 'lust'. Before it It seems to have been drifting alone in the sea, but recently...the two children should have encountered it when they crossed the strait, right?"

"'Lust'? Have Ens and Alexander met 'Lust'?" Hermione couldn't help but frowned when she heard this, and couldn't help turning her head to look at each other with the others. "They did meet when they came. Some troubles, but..."

"The two of them definitely didn't know about it, and Harry was still in a coma when he went to pick up Enns." Ron shrugged towards Hermione, "Of course, our attention has been almost all on the relationship with 'anger' these two days." In that battle, I didn’t remember to ask the two of them carefully—this is our problem.”

"Indeed," Hermione said slowly, still frowning, "I'll talk to them tomorrow—if what they encounter is also a demon, I really have to reconsider sending them back. It's over."

"At least it's best not to leave the strait." The Lord of the Living Corpses spread his hands slightly, "but I don't think it's necessary to ask those two children about it! I know something about 'lust' ——At least you must know more than the two children."

While talking like this, he suddenly paused, as if he sensed that something was wrong. After a few seconds of hesitation, he picked up the goblet and took a sip of the juice, then put down the glass and waved his hand:

"Sorry, sorry, I seem to have spoken too much... Mr. Potter is still in a deep sleep, and these things can be put aside for the time being. What's more, these things can be arranged for another time to discuss, there is no need to let go At this rare banquet... You go on, relax and chat casually! I have also tasted the food, so I won't continue to keep you in the way."

After saying this, he stood up neatly, and left in a flash as if he had come, leaving only the people at the table and the three living corpses in a daze.

Seeing this, Ron, who had been watching casually today, continued to reach out and picked up a piece of frosted apple pie that had just been praised by the lord of the living corpses, and took a big bite.

"Hmm... um? Huh?" He chewed carefully, swallowed it in one gulp after a while, smashed his mouth and muttered in a puzzled voice, "It seems... not as delicious as he said?"

"what?"

Hermione, who was still recalling the previous conversation, obviously didn't hear clearly, so she turned her head and asked subconsciously, but saw Ron shaking his head immediately.

"No! It's nothing... Hermione, did you make this? It's delicious! Really! Excellent!"

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