Chapter 209 Erica

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The second largest city in Italy, known as the capital of fashion and the capital of art, perhaps because of the strong religious atmosphere here in the past, until now, the surrounding buildings are also full of style, Roland is walking here, with a leisurely way In the mood to visit the city.

Although Italian was not included in the languages ​​​​he had learned, after hearing a few words from passers-by and adding previous memories, he had fully mastered the language.

After turning around the broad street a few times and declining invitations from a few enthusiastic girls, I ordered a cup of fruit tea, sat at a table by the roadside, and spread out the map I just bought.

If he remembers correctly, there should be a so-called magic association in this big city. After clarifying this point, he is not so anxious.

Italy still seems to be the territory of the King of Swords, so as long as there is some disturbance, he will always be attracted.

Destroy the magician here? Or cause some riot-prone havoc? In Godslayer, although there is no such principle as Xingyue that must hide the mystery, the distance between the two worlds is still clear.

The rituals and methods of summoning the God of Disobedience, the state and territory of the godslayer, these basic common sense should be there.

After sitting on the spot for a while, Roland's fingers quickly danced, forming a few imprints that transmitted power.

"What Obito taught is only mediocre, I have already learned it completely."

With the learning speed of the ultimate creature, the key and necessary things of the plan have been completely hollowed out, and now his plan is fully prepared.

Next, let's use the King of Swords first. Roland picked up the fruit tea, took a few sips casually, and his eyes lit up.

In the shadows under the table, an arm was already holding several stacked books and placed him on the table.

The Black Shadow Corps, whose mission must be fulfilled, did not slack off because of the changes in the world, and still brought back excellent answers at a speed that made no mistakes.

"The Devil King?"

Roland chuckled, and opened this ancient book. Unlike modern printed books, this book is handmade. When it is written at a high point, the handwriting that is more flying than usual seems to make people personally Feel the excitement of the author.

Follow the most damaged marks along the spine of the book,

Roland opened the page that latecomers often flip through.

"For those who have accomplished such a daunting feat, I hope to describe them with the title [-God Slayer], and I want to emphasize it again,

, is the overlord, because he killed the gods in the sky and seized the supreme divine power held by the gods.

, is the king, because he holds the usurped power and dominates the mortals on the earth.

, is the devil king, because no one has the power to compete with the mortals in the world! "

Roland could easily smell the panic, awe and respect when these sentences were written.

The author probably has personally experienced the power of the godslayer, otherwise he would never have been able to write such a thorough, desperate, yet factual text.

"Would you like to try ice cream cookies? It's free, this is a specialty of my store?"

The good-looking maid licked her alluring red lips suggestively, slightly pulled down the neckline of the maid's uniform, revealing the seductive gully, and stood beside Roland attentively.

When Roland sat down, she was immediately attracted. No matter how she looked at him, she couldn't help but glance at his facial features, which were so pleasing to the eye. Like a whirlpool, she even had a lot of messy thoughts. .

Afterwards, when Roland took out the book and leaned on the chair to read it, the feeling of the sun shining on the side of his face hit her directly.

Obviously, even if you can't communicate with such a guest, even if you can just talk to him for a few words, it is a memory worth remembering for a lifetime.

"Is it sweet?"

Roland, who wanted to refuse, pondered for a while, but still asked hesitantly.

Although the frequency of eating sweets has decreased a lot since Yuzao came, but it has only reduced from a sweet tooth fanatic to a sweet tooth lover.

Roland, who had just been let go by two ignorant disobedient gods, felt that he urgently needed sugar to calm his emotions.

"Of course, it's a cold and sweet taste, especially suitable for eating in summer. I'll bring it to you right now."

The maid, who unconsciously shortened the distance, quickly brought a meal that was a few sizes larger than normal. She walked temptingly, and deliberately slowed down her walking speed to better show off her figure. .

To this, Roland responded with a smile - for ice cream.

Before he started eating, he was already a little excited.

But the maid did not leave after putting down the meal, but stood aside, "You seem to be very interested in epics? I have also seen the Iliad, do you want to discuss it later?"

She read a paragraph of text in the book and wanted to use it to have a conversation.

Roland stretched out his spoon, took a bite, and nodded in satisfaction. People who can make sweets are worth getting along with. For the sake of ice cream cookies, he still responded.

"Although it's a bit strange to discuss something, the Iliad shouldn't have anything to do with it. He's a documentary record."

The maidservant's smile froze, "But, what did it say about the godslayer, the devil king..."

"That's right, it's all reality."

An ice cream cookie, in return for the truth of the world, should be enough.

Roland raised the spoon again, ignored the dull woman beside him, and was about to continue eating dessert.

Then, a small enchantment enveloped the range of this small shop.

A customer who was just about to enter the store suddenly scratched his head, turned around and left in doubt, and the other customers who were still dining also stood up in a hurry and walked out of the area.

Even the maid forgot about the embarrassment and work, and wanted to leave subconsciously, but the attractiveness of Roland perfectly suppressed the desire to leave, making her look at the leaving crowd around her in a strange way, not knowing what happened. something happened.

"Eh? The store manager has left too? Those customers haven't checked out yet? What's going on?"

This abnormal situation made her feel at a loss, but Roland remained calm.

A small barrier that drives away idlers. Has a magician come over?

Judging from the fact that the other party knows how to disperse irrelevant personnel, it doesn't look like some uneducated magician, is it because of the spirit vision?

Roland turned his head, and saw a radiant girl about fifteen or sixteen years old in a flamboyant red dress.

She has long golden hair that shines like shining gold in the sun and hangs down to her waist.

Although the face is still very immature, it already shows a sense of beauty, and the expression is full of confidence and nobility. Although he is not yet an adult, his figure is very slim.

Her round legs were wearing white knee socks and red high-heeled shoes, but they didn't hinder her gait and movement. It was obvious that she had undergone strict training.

The girl showed an elegant and confident smile, walked up to Roland, and looked at the open book.

"I'm Erica Brauntree. As a decorated knight, I must now take back this book. This is not something that ordinary people should have."